First-Class Lawyer

"Do you need to apply to see a witness?"

On the last day before the trial, Gu Yan asked.

For many lawyers, such interviews are redundant.Because as long as time permits and conditions permit before the trial, they will definitely find a way to meet a witness.Through some technical conversations and chats, it is confirmed which information the other party knows is harmless to the party concerned and which is not conducive to defense.

That way, when they go to court to cross-examine witnesses, they'll know which questions to ask and which to leave alone.

There used to be a saying in this industry-when the prosecution or defense lawyers questioned the witnesses, they could always know in advance what the witnesses would answer.If a lawyer asks a question and a witness answers him unexpectedly, the lawyer must have been less successful.

But Yan Suizhi often doesn't play cards according to the rules. He may not necessarily do what most people think is safe.

And Gu Yan knew his style well, so he had to ask one more question.

Sure enough, Yan Suizhi shook his head, "You mean Zhao Zemu and Qiao? No need."

Of course, Gu Yan would not intervene too much in the court trial, but he still asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Yan Suizhi said solemnly, "I'm playing the role of a qualified persimmon. In such a short few days, ordinary persimmons should hit the wall like headless flies. How can I care about witnesses."

"..."

For this kind of nonsense, Gu Yan chose not to answer.

However, Yan Suizhi said no, it wasn't that he didn't really care about the witnesses.On the contrary, during the whole day, except for the meeting time in the detention center, he has been looking at the existing case files, the witness testimony collected by the police, and several surveillance videos in the villa on Yaba Island.

The monitoring in the villa is mainly set in the corridor and the corner of the hall, and the door of each room is within the monitoring range, so the time of each guest entering and leaving the room during that period is very clear.

But the monitoring outside the villa is not without dead ends. The biggest blind spot is the outer wall of the victim George Manson’s room. At that time, he accidentally damaged the surveillance camera there.

Yan Suizhi thought about it, and the time seemed to be just around the time when he and Gu Yan left the central villa on Yaba Island. At that time, Manson was still sitting on the window sill, holding a wine glass, and said a few drunken words to him.

If I remember correctly, he did knock over something at that time, and he lowered his head to clean it up.

Perhaps it was at that time that the most important surveillance camera was damaged. It can be said that fate really likes to joke.

When Yan Suizhi was sorting out on the last day, Chen Zhang in the detention center was also negotiating with the guard.

"Can I make a call." Chen Zhang said.

The supervisor frowned.

"I know, according to the regulations, it is necessary to monitor the whole process." Chen Zhangdao, "I know, it's okay, it can be monitored, and it's okay to record. I just want to dial back the communication for my family."

The court will be held tomorrow, and it is still unclear which path he will take. Whether he will lose or win the lawsuit, what will happen to him...

He didn't know any of this.

According to the regulations of the Third District Detention Center, he is not completely unable to communicate or contact anyone.It's just that the application procedures are very troublesome. Generally, the guards are not willing to find trouble for themselves, and the general suspects are not willing to cause trouble for the guards, so as not to be blacklisted by the guards.

Chen Zhang looked at the guard helplessly.

He was actually very lucky. Although the discipline assigned to him always liked to put on a tiger's face, he was not the kind of unreasonable and vicious.On the contrary, that tiger-faced discipline even had a soft heart.

After Chen Zhang begged for a long time, the guard finally let go, nodded and said, "Forget it, okay, wait for me to fill out an application."

The application went through four levels, and finally returned to the Tiger Face guard at night.

"Okay, tell me the communication number." Tiger Face disciplined, "I can only dial the number, you can't touch the smartphone."

Chen Zhang was very grateful: "Okay, okay, no problem, I don't want to contact, I can do anything, I just want to say a few more words to my family."

Soon, under special monitoring, the communication in Ward 339 of Zhigeng Welfare Hospital was connected.

"Hello? Who is it?" A slightly old female voice sounded from the other end of the communication. The voice was slow and gentle. It was Chen Zhang's mother.

Although the sound quality of the voice recorder that Yan Suizhi brought was clear, there was always a slight change.And the recording is not the same as the actual communication after all.

As soon as Chen Zhang heard this question, the words he had prepared suddenly choked in the bottom of his throat.

His nostrils fluttered a few times in a hurry, and his teeth were clenched tightly in his tightly pursed lips.

After the person on the opposite side of the communication asked a few words, she seemed to hear the rapid breathing here. She suddenly realized something and asked tentatively, "Wen? Is it you?"

Chen Zhang rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his knuckles, let out a long breath, cleared his throat and said, "Well, it's me."

Just such a short sentence, and finally changed the tone uncontrollably.

The person on the communication side suddenly became joyful, and seemed to say to the person next to her: "My son! My son is here! You see, he was too busy before!"

Maybe it was the nurses who were always dissatisfied with the old people and dissatisfied with Chen Zhang.

Before Chen Zhang didn't dare to call the ward's communication for anything, he always went to those nurses, so he was often blocked by them, but Chen Zhang didn't feel disgusted at all.They are all soft-hearted girls, so they can't bear to see a few patients left in the hospital by his "unfilial son".

"Wen, have you been very busy recently?" Mother Chen asked ramblingly, "Have you eaten on time? Are you not sick?"

Chen Zhang closed his eyes, listening to her concern one after another, his eyes were already hot.He rubbed his eyelids with his fingers, as if he wanted to press back the steam that was constantly pouring up, but soon, his eyelashes still became wet.

When he first saw the diagnosis and treatment sheet, he was a little desperate.He is obviously still in his prime, but he won't be strong for long, only four or five years, only four or five years left...

When he is like his grandfather, father and sister, his waist and legs are withered and shrunk, and he is paralyzed on the bed and cannot move, what will his family in troubled times do...

During those days, he was thinking and thinking every moment of every day and night, but he couldn't think of a way.

Until I met the two people who came to the door.

In the intertwining of temptation and coercion, he was a little bit broken at one point, thinking that it was actually quite good.Even if the price he paid was a bit high, but for the price of him alone, it was a good deal to be able to change the whole family without any worries.

Really good deal.

This kind of psychology continued to deepen, so that when all the evidence in the George Manson case pointed to him, he suddenly understood the true intentions of the two coercants.So he gave up his resistance directly and recorded a statement along with all the evidence.

At the most demonic time, he even refused to be pulled out of the mud.

Because once pulled out, his family's future security will be gone, and they will fall into confusion and worry about the unknown future, which is not worthwhile.

He once felt that he was very calm and rational, and even a little moved and admired himself.But it wasn't until this time, when he heard the woman's old but gentle voice on the other side of the communicator again, that he realized that he couldn't do that absolutely.

He still wants to listen to such concerned nagging, and he also wants to take a break from his busy schedule every week to visit them in the hospital, and be pulled and pinched by them, saying that he is a little fatter or thinner.

He wanted to listen to it for many more years.

There were several people over there in rotation, and he answered in a daze like sleepwalking.All his attention was on the words of the family members opposite, but he didn't know what he said.

Until his mother asked him: "Wen, when can I be less busy and let my mother see you?"

Chen Zhang opened his mouth...

The trial is coming tomorrow, and he himself has put himself in a difficult situation. The only person who can help him is a young trainee who is said to be inexperienced. The way forward is bleak.

He had no idea what his identity and situation would be after this hearing.So he couldn't answer.

The other party understood his hesitation, and immediately said: "It's okay, it's okay, ah. You don't have to come, you are busy with your work, we are fine."

The newsletter application was not random, and it didn't take long for the limited time to come.

After the communication was cut off, Chen Zhang was stunned for a long time, and he was extremely silent all night. He kind of hoped that the trial would be delayed a little later, and it would be better not to come at all.

Even though he prayed countless times, the trial of the George Manson case came as scheduled.

At 9:[-] in the morning, Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan arrived at the gate of the Criminal Court of the Third District, skillfully took out a series of things such as optical computers, smartphones, electronic pens, folders, etc., and went through the security check in turn.

This time, because of the application of the victim Manson's family, except for the family members of the original defendant and the witness, no one who has nothing to do with the case can attend the trial.Therefore, there were no students or other citizens gathered outside Court No. 1 on this day, and it seemed lifeless.

Because he was required to keep it confidential, he had to go through a second security check before entering court this time, which is simply an identity check.

The court assistant in front nodded at Yan Suizhi, "Who are you? Please verify your identity."

Yan Suizhi handed over his ID card and said, "Defense lawyer."

The trial assistant looked at Gu Yan behind him again, "Are you together?"

"Yes, I remember that defense lawyers can have two escorts."

The trial assistant pointed to Gu Yan, "That's right, so he is?"

"my teacher."

Yan Suizhi glanced at Gu Yan and introduced with a smile.He speaks very fluently, without any psychological barriers at all.The trial assistant didn't see any clues, only Gu Yan could hear the joke in the voice.

The two pushed open the heavy door and walked in.

Although the court hearing was kept secret, it did not mean that there were not many people in the courtroom. On the contrary, there were quite a few people sitting in the auditorium, and some of them were not young at first glance, and they were extremely oppressive in terms of pomp and temperament.

If Bunch and Hersey were present, they would be able to recognize them at a glance, after all, they often appear in some website reports.

The man wearing an expensive shirt and sitting in a corner with his arms folded has short gray hair and light blue eyes, and the bulging muscles of his arms make him strong, stern, and powerful.Although his facial features don't quite resemble George Manson's, he is indeed George's much older brother, Brewer Manson, a prominent figure in the Manson family.

Beside him, there were several bodyguards, surrounding him in the middle, which was a bit like a crowd of stars.

From the time Yan Suizhi entered the door, Brewer Manson's eyes slid over, with the meaning of scrutiny. If you are a timid person, your legs will go weak after being stared at twice by such eyes.

Yan Suizhi passed by the aisle beside him, walked to the front row, and put down the optical brain.

Gu Yan stood still in the row behind him, and did not sit down in a hurry, but said in a voice that only he could hear: "Brewer Manson is here, he is an extremely sensitive and suspicious person, you can wait a while Hold on."

Yan Suizhi smiled comprehensibly, "Of course I know. I'm just acting as an intern, just reach out—"

As he spoke, his identity switched in a second, and under Brewer Manson's stare, he patted Gu Yan's heart pretending to be nervous, and said in a moderate voice, "What should I do, teacher, the court is about to start, I'm so nervous , say something pleasant to comfort me?"

Gu Yan: "........."

Why don't you go to drama school?