Lawyer's character

Huang Mao, who was talking to a beautiful young woman, agreed and followed Wu Qinghui to the door of the teaching building. The examination room was inside the teaching building.

"Xiao Mao, we can write whatever we know how to write in the exam. If you can't write, don't bother. Pens are bought with money, so don't waste it." The beautiful young woman shouted at Huang Mao with a concerned look on her face.

After hearing this, Huang Yuanchao and others' jaws almost dropped to the ground. Did this woman have a grudge against Huang Mao? She was so persuasive.

"Is that your mother?" Wu Qinghui looked at Huang Mao and asked.

"Well, she's actually quite nice, but she doesn't have much confidence in me taking the exam. If my dad hadn't forced me to take the exam, my brother would definitely be cool now." Huang Mao said with an indifferent expression: "Brother, you have to speak. Do the math, I’ll be your sailor.”

Wu Qinghui nodded and thought to himself: Sailor? Damn it, we two brothers are so incompetent, who are you going to be a sailor for?

The exam lasted three hours, so everyone couldn't wait outside all the time. After the exam started, everyone left. Someone would come to pick up Wu Qinghui after the exam.

"Xiao Zhou, do you think Wu Qinghui can pass the exam?" Huang Yuanchao asked without confidence while driving on the way back.

"Master, I think it is no longer important whether you pass the exam or not. What matters is your attitude. The fact that Wu Qinghui has stayed in the law firm for such a long time and actively requested to participate in training speaks volumes. Mr. Wu should understand." Zhou Jing sat in the passenger seat and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Qinghui no longer has to chase her asking questions all day long.

"You're right. Attitude is very important." Huang Yuanchao still couldn't let go of the bonus that Mr. Wu promised. Will a miracle really happen?

…

After dinner, Yunmei sat on the sofa. The chicken game was killed by the opponent within five minutes of being online. The sound of blame from his teammates came from the headphones.

After a while, Yun Qiao came out of the bedroom wearing a nightgown and holding a mobile phone in her hand: "Sister, since I had you, my confidence has exploded. Every time I can persist until the second to last one is killed."

"Who else is online?" Yunmei put the phone aside and asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Xiao Zhi is doing homework today and is not online. Only my sister Ying is still working alone." Yun Qiao replied.

"Do you often go to your master's house?" Yunmei asked suddenly.

"I don't go often, I went twice to deliver materials." Yun Qiao sat on the sofa, reached out and took a big apple from the coffee table, and started to chew it.

"How is your relationship with Xiaozhi?" Yunmei asked casually.

"It's okay, Xiaozhi is very studious. My master is just such a son, and I care about him very much. Sister, what do you think?" Yun Qiao replied.

"I think Xiaozhi is pretty good. Your master has a good son." Yunmei looked at Yun Qiao with a smile.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Yun Qiao suddenly said: "Sister, it's actually not easy for my master. A grown man is raising a child. I don't think you hate him. How about... you guys get in touch?"

Yun Mei's eyes suddenly became strange, and she kept looking at Yun Qiao, making the latter a little confused.

"What's wrong? That's what I said. If you don't agree, forget it." Yun Qiao stood up, gnawed on the big apple and went back to the room.

Yunmei's brain kept spinning: Why did this girl suddenly talk about this? She was testing, she must be testing. Did she discover something? It doesn't matter, she has to know sooner or later anyway.

…

In the detention center, Du Yong looked at the man across from him who was in his forties, a little thin, and the skin on his face was red from the sun, and asked: "Please tell me the incident in detail."

The morning before yesterday, Xie Youhe gave Du Yong a case of intentional injury. The defendant was named Yu Chaobo. After Du Yong received the case and communicated with the defendant's wife, he made an appointment with the detention center to meet and review the case.

"The one I beat to death was a younger brother. He had a brain problem..." Yu Chaobo's eyes were filled with pain as he recounted the incident.

The defendant Yu Chaobo and the victim Yu Chaotao are brothers and live in Yujia Village in the county below. Yu Chaotao suffered from mental illness when he was a child. His parents took him to the county hospital and the city hospital for treatment, but they still couldn't be cured even after spending all the family's money.

Later, as he grew older, his illness became more and more serious. Because he could not recognize and control his own behavior, he often beat others for no reason. For this reason, his family apologized to the villagers and paid for medical expenses. Fortunately, everyone understood and also Didn't delve into it.

Later, the public security organs and the village committee found Yu Chaobo and asked him to take his younger brother Yu Chaotao to the city for appraisal. After identification, Yu Chaotao indeed suffered from mental illness and was a person without capacity for civil conduct.

One afternoon two months ago, for some unknown reason, Yu Chaotao suddenly picked up a wooden stick and chased his nephew, Yu Chaobo's son Yu Yong, who was in elementary school. Upon seeing this, Yu Chaobo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and Yu Chaotao struck again. He began to chase his brother Yu Chaobo. Yu Chaobo knew that his younger brother was mentally ill and would attack him regardless of severity. If he really beat him up, he would have no place to reason, so he would run away.

During the chase, Yu Chaotao picked up the bricks on the ground, yelled, and chased Yu Chaobo desperately on the road. The two of them ran out of the village one after the other. The people in the village were already used to it and didn't pay much attention to it, as long as Yu Chaotao didn't hit him.

After Yu Chaobo ran on the road for a while, he was out of breath and couldn't run anymore, so he stopped. At this time, Yu Chaotao arrived and hit his brother on the head with a wooden stick. After Yu Chaobo escaped, he grabbed his brother Yu Chaotao pushed him to the ground by his hair, took the wooden stick from his hand, and hit Yu Chaotao twice on the head with the wooden stick, and the latter immediately fell to the ground.

After that, in order to prevent his brother Yu Chaotao from hurting others with sticks and bricks after he got up, Yu Chaobo picked up the sticks and bricks and took them home.

About an hour later, Yu Chaobo saw that his younger brother Yu Chaotao had not returned home. He was worried and ran to the scene of the fight. Seeing that his younger brother Yu Chaotao was still lying on the ground, he borrowed an electric tricycle to drive his younger brother Yu Chaotao away. Pulled home. At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Chaotao lost his breath. Yu Chaobo was afraid, so he found the village director and surrendered.

Afterwards, the public security organs arrested Chaobo. The Procuratorate prosecuted him to the Intermediate Court for intentional injury.

"Lawyer Du, I had no choice but to beat my brother to death with a wooden stick. I didn't want to beat him to death. He was mentally ill and had beaten many people in recent years. Among the people beaten were members of his own family and villagers.

For this reason, the public security organs and the village kept looking for me, but what could I do. You can't just chain him up. I was also shocked at that time..." Yu Chaobo's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he was also very aggrieved.

Over the years, he had paid for the compensation his younger brother had given to others for beatings. He could only admit that he was unlucky when one of his own was beaten, and he felt angry in his heart.

"Well, your brother is mentally ill. Although he will not be held criminally responsible for beating someone, civil liability is inevitable..." Du Yong felt a little sorry for the defendant.