A scumbag will die a hundred times

His own lawyer seemed very angry, and didn't say anything all at once.

Tang Xunhuan kept silent, but Peng Wensong opened his mouth.

"My defendant has already made an explanation, and I think his words are understandable. Generally, after hearing some bad rumors, there is nothing wrong with conscious self-protection. Moreover, the police sent him to the defendant so quickly this time. In terms of position, I was really anxious."

The two words he said lightly put a lid on Yan Dong's police station, but he didn't make any clear accusations, which made it impossible for people to even refute.

Peng Wensong then took out another document and said: "I have some recordings here, which are the conversation records of the residents of the defendant's community. The plaintiff believes that the defendant killed his mother around August 20, 8XX, but I have here Some different voices."

In the recording file, several conversations with the residents of the community were intercepted. Everyone in them was full of praise for Tang Xunhuan and his mother, and even expressed half admiration and half sympathy when mentioning their mother-child relationship. Dependent on each other, Du Wenjuan almost loves her son to the core. She hardly spends any money on herself on weekdays, and spends all on her son. What's even more rare is that both mother and son have good conduct and never occupy a little bit between neighbors. It's cheap, but it's a policeman who makes some contributions to the community, and a policeman who occasionally takes time to tutor the children in the community, and everyone praises him.

None of this was serious. At the end of the recording, someone mentioned that on the 21st, she had seen Du Wenjuan and Tang Xunhuan, mother and son.

Yan Dong finally couldn't help changing his expression. Someone actually saw these two people that day?

The female voice in the recording continued: "On that day, the 21st, just the 21st, the two of them went to the supermarket and bought two big bags of food. They should have a good meal. When I passed by, They also asked me if I would like to go together. I happened to be one year old with my husband, so I couldn’t tell them. Teacher Du smiled and said goodbye to me. The things are very heavy, so let them go back first."

A male voice asked, did you see their mother and son after that?

The female voice said that they have seen each other before, the two families are neighbors, there is a window that is very close, and the sound of cooking and chopping ribs in the room next door could be heard that night, and then they went out early the next morning in search of happiness, saying that they wanted to Catch the plane ticket, her mother was packing up at home, and went with her every two days. When she got home, she heard Teacher Du calling someone else in the house, just asking if she arrived, etc. Yes, it should be on the phone with her son.

As things have progressed to this point, our lawyers have nothing to say. Regarding those knives, Tang Xunhuan said he didn't know anything about them. After all, she hasn't been home for a long time, and many people in the community know. His family can't tell.

With regard to his guilty plea, he admits that he acted out of self-preservation, which was not the case at all.

The support from the community residents dealt a heavy blow to Yan Dong. Before the incident, the mother and son were still cooking to celebrate. Tang Xunhuan took the flight to leave the next day. After he left, someone still heard Du Wenjuan's voice, and also In a disguised form, Tang Xunhuan was exonerated.

As for not seeing Du Wenjuan again, the neighbors thought she was in a hurry, maybe she left in the middle of the night in those two days, and didn't have time to say hello, so they didn't have too much suspicion.

At the end of the trial, Tang Xunhuan was acquitted.

Yan Dong was in the auditorium, staring at Tang Xunhuan motionlessly. Tang Xunhuan just glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, then walked to Peng Wensong's side, and chatted with him with a little veiled respect.

"Thank you this time, Teacher Peng." Tang Xunhuan thanked.

Peng Wensong turned around, and the assistant automatically took over the work in his hands and packed up all the materials on the table. He said, "You don't have to thank me, if you really do this, then I will help you too." Not you."

Tang Xunhuan shook his head and insisted: "If you were not willing to help me, how could I have collected so much strong evidence in such a short period of time, otherwise I might really be wronged to death, and teacher, you are out of the way, I don't think so. Always calm down."

There was an imperceptible smile on Peng Wensong's serious face, "Don't talk nonsense, since you haven't done something, it can't be blamed on you, and you should take time to go back and see your mentor, He often talks about you to us."

Tang Xunhuan respectfully said: "I must, I planned to take time to visit the teacher this month, but sometimes accidents happen in the hospital and I always get stuck, but now I'm still on vacation, I can visit the teacher in a few days Now, you must come when the time comes."

Peng Wensong's tone was a little blunt: "What am I going to do?" Having said that, it was obvious that he would still go when the time came.

Peng Wensong also misses Tang Xunhuan very much. When he was studying in the university where he was a professor, Tang Xunhuan was very popular with his tutor. At the same time, he also had a lot of interest in some fields of other old guys. He is also quite talented, no matter what field he is in, he can quickly get started, often draws inferences from one instance, and chats well with a few old men.

It's a pity that he made up his mind to take the path of medicine, and double majored in physics by the way. Other things, after all, can only be counted as some amateur interests, and he lamented for a long time.

After leaving the court, Tang Xunhuan personally opened the car door for Peng Wensong and watched him go away. Then he looked away and saw Junjun who had been standing aside for a long time but hadn't approached him.

His expression didn't change, he still had that perfect smile that couldn't fault him, but the deep part of his eyes inadvertently surged with emotion, revealing some fluctuations.

He stretched out his hands, "Junjun."

Junjun held back for a long time before he could not cry, and rushed into his arms with red eyes.

"Look, I'm fine." Tang Xunhuan comforted Junjun while stroking Junjun's back, "Thanks to you, Junjun, otherwise I might not be able to come out so soon."

Jun Jun was reluctant to let go of him, but shook his head, muffled in his arms: "It's not me."

In the study that day, she talked with Tang Xunhuan for a few minutes.

After Tang Xunhuan left, the person she went to look for was Tang Xunhuan's college biology tutor. After explaining the matter according to Tang Xunhuan's words, she successfully got Peng Wensong's help.

She was always afraid that there would be a deviation in the middle.

What if the pleasure-seeking mentor happens to be absent?

What if Peng Wensong has other cases in his hands and is too busy to take over this matter?

In case...then she really can't get out of her pleasure-seeking.