"Director, please check my lawyer's card." Lu Ming handed his lawyer's card to the director.
The director looked at it and saw that it was indeed a lawyer's certificate issued by the Shanghai Lawyers Association. He was a little confused: "Master Lu, don't you run a detective agency? How come you suddenly become a lawyer again?"
Lu Ming opened a detective agency, but he applied for a lawyer's license, because no one in Shanghai knew how to issue a detective license or what kind of profession a detective was.
Now, this unlucky lawyer's certificate actually plays a serious role.
"Sir, sir, I am a trained lawyer, graduated from the Harvard Law School in the United States, and being a detective is just my hobby." Lu Ming said with a smile on his face.
Only then did the director realize that he had been tricked by Lu Ming. Lu Ming wanted to see Zheng Chunyue not to check on her condition, but to protect her in a high-sounding way as a lawyer.
"Master Lu, you are too naughty." The director was so angry that he couldn't move his feet as much as he said, as if he had stepped on a marshmallow.
"Sir, Director, I am acting in accordance with the laws of the Republic of China. Without me being present, my client will not say a word to you. If a confession is obtained by other means, it will be regarded as extorting a confession through torture. In court, it is
Invalid." Lu Ming said seriously.
The police outside almost vomited blood when they heard this. They had been handling cases for several years, and this was the first time they had seen this happen.
The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. This time, this bird has a sharp beak and a sharp tongue, and it can peck people.
During the Republic of China, the law was not yet perfect, and it was rare to see lawyers defending themselves in court. Many prisoners were convicted directly at the police station, and going to court was just a formality. With the stroke of a pen, the police chief could substitute the court for sentencing and conviction.
Common things.
"Master Lu, you are so naughty. I have to report you to Mr. Sheng." The director was so angry that he couldn't speak. He used the word "naughty" all over the place, but "naughty" is not a crime.
"If you want to prove that she harbored the suspect in the bombing, you must first find the evidence, whether it is a witness or a physical evidence, and the evidence chain must be complete and reasonable. If the testimony is obtained through torture, it will not work to prove her guilt."
Ming continued to speak seriously.
The director didn't have a headache but his brain was numb.
He had never thought of interrogating Zheng Chunyue. The bombing occurred in the Japanese Concession, strictly speaking, it occurred on Japanese soil. He was just invited by the Japanese to help handle the case and arrest the suspect.
The interrogation he told Lu Ming was nothing more than asking for Zheng Chunyue's confession.
If he confesses, Zheng Chunyue will be handed over to the Japanese, which can be regarded as an explanation. If he is indeed unjust, then let Lu Ming take Zheng Chunyue away. But now he can't even interrogate her.
He couldn't afford to offend the Japanese, and he couldn't afford to offend the Sheng family either.
"Master Lu, come with me." The director was stunned for a long time and finally recovered.
Lu Ming followed the director upstairs. He had entered the director's office a few days ago when he accompanied Zhang Ziyang back to the bureau to report.
"Who is this Zheng Chunyue to you? She is definitely not your crush, and you can't even pretend to be." The director asked.
"This person is very important to me. I will never let her fall into the hands of the Japanese." Lu Ming stopped pretending. He knew that his acting talent was not enough and he could fool ordinary people. However, in the eyes of the cunning director,
His acting talent will eventually show its flaws.
"Boy, how important is it for you to tell me the truth?" The director showed his sincerity.
"It's important. I will protect her at all costs." Lu Ming said resolutely.
"Is this your intention or Chairman Sheng's?" the director asked again.
Lu Ming didn't answer, and deliberately showed a sinister smile. You could think it was acquiescence, but you could also say it wasn't.
"I'll just take it as Chairman Sheng's intention and verify it later, okay?" the director calmly said.
"Okay." Lu Ming said, taking out the letter of plenipotentiary signed by Sheng Youde and showing it to the director.
Although the director didn't understand why Sheng Youde wanted to protect a girl who had grown up in a three-story apartment, he did understand that it was best not to mess with Sheng Youde.
He had already heard that Zhang Jingjiang, the former finance minister of the Nationalist Government, a veteran, and the "revolutionary saint" personally praised by Mr. Zhongshan, was in Sheng Youde's house. He was the mentor of Commander-in-Chief Chiang Kai-shek. Although there were two mentors and apprentices a while ago.
There was some awkwardness, but after all, it was a master-disciple relationship, and who knows one day the old feud will be cleared up again.
As the chief of police of Shanghai Special City, he, together with the mayor of Shanghai and the commander of the Shanghai Garrison District, are collectively known as the Big Three. However, even the Big Three have people they cannot afford to offend, such as Sheng Youde, Du Yuesheng, and Huang Huangrong. These people initiated
Wei Lai was a greater threat to him than the Japanese.
The Japanese only threatened him by taking the diplomatic route and filing a complaint against him with the Republic of China government, but the giants like Shanghai Tang were able to quietly demote him or even lose his official position.
In addition, he also has too many things in Shanghai that require the cooperation of these local giants, otherwise it will be difficult to accomplish anything.
"Master Lu, the Japanese are keeping a close eye on this matter. If I hadn't been in charge, the person would have been taken away by them long ago. I am also responsible for letting you take the person away. Understand." The director said clearly.
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Lu Ming also understood that the director was telling him that if there was any trouble behind this matter, Sheng Youde would have to admit his fault and come forward to help him solve these troubles.
"No problem. If you have any trouble, I'll take care of it." Lu Ming said, putting away the power of attorney.
"Okay, now can I think that you are speaking on behalf of President Sheng?"
"It's absolutely okay." Lu Ming said without hesitation.
"Well, you can take him away, but you have to go through the procedures for his release on bail."
"Of course, this will be done according to the rules of the game." Lu Ming was secretly happy, and at this time he showed flexibility.
The director sat down, wrote a handwriting, and asked the people below to go through the procedures for bail and release.
After Lu Ming walked out, the director thought for a while, then picked up the phone and asked the switchboard to connect the phone to Sheng Youde's home.
Without further ado, Lu Ming hurried to the first floor to go through the bail release procedures. When the police officer saw the director's handwriting, he immediately applied for a certificate and Lu Ming paid 200 yuan, which was regarded as bail money.
Lu Ming immediately went to the underground cell and handed the bail release letter to the policeman guarding the cell. The policeman looked at it without saying anything and immediately opened the large iron door of the cell.
Zhang Ziyang and several people stayed outside the cell and did not dare to move. He was afraid that Liu Zitao would do something wrong. If he took the person away privately and handed him over to the Japanese, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
The guard went in, opened the cell door, and shouted to Zheng Chunyue: "Zheng Chunyue, you have been released on bail."
"What? I can go!"
Zheng Chunyue couldn't believe her ears. Ever since she was caught, she never thought she could get out alive. If she had that kind of poison in her hand, she would have eaten it long ago, but she didn't have that crap.
She was ready to undergo severe torture by the Japanese, such as the tiger bench, being fed pepper water, being branded with a hot iron, and even being stripped of her clothes and raped, etc. She had thought about it and would bite her tongue and commit suicide if necessary.
Now that I suddenly heard that I had been released on bail, it was as if all the sunshine in the world suddenly shone on me.