Ye Fan became excited and sneered in his heart: "Let me see how powerful you royal families are. It's best to capture them all alive and let me find out information about the seven royal families."
...
Time passed by and it was already noon.
Central Stadium.
There was a crowd of people, including major families, many forces, and almost all the celebrities and nobles in Nanling. There were many more people than the people who went to Wangjiang Terrace to see Kong Yunsheng that day.
"when."
Xiang Boyan knocked on the table and the whole place fell silent. He slowly punched the table and finally said loudly: "Nangong Han comes out."
"Director."
Nangong Han walked out.
Suddenly, a group of people at the Song family's side were filled with hatred, and curses were heard one after another.
Xiang Boyan scolded: "Song Zhishu, take care of your family. If you dare to make any noise again, get out."
The Song family closed their mouths, but their eyes were still fierce.
"Nangong Han, the death of Song Nanyang has caused a stir. Now, I will give you the opportunity, and I have also received the approval of the city chief. I will preside over it here and let you plead innocent in front of all the celebrities."
"If you can't tell clearly, you will bear responsibility for Song Nanyang's death. Now I ask you if you are willing."
"I do."
"Okay." Xiang Boyan woke up again and patted the table, "Now start your plea of innocence."
The whole place was silent.
Nangong Han became the focus. He took his time, turned around and looked at the Song family camp, clasped his fists and said: "First of all, I feel sorry for Song Nanyang's death. After all, we are both young masters from rich families. We have known each other since childhood. Although we are competitors, we are more or less close friends."
Emotions. I hope Song Nanyang can rest in peace under the Nine Springs."
"How can I rest in peace?"
An angry shout rang out, and a powerful figure from the Song family came out, "If you kill my Nanyang family, if you don't obey the law, Nanyang will die in peace."
"You say I am the murderer, do you have any evidence? Evidence from witnesses and physical evidence, at least one. To say that I am the murderer out of thin air is against the rules and the law."
"This," the man in power was startled, and then shouted, "one of your subordinates killed Nanyang. Even if you are not the direct murderer, you are the indirect murderer. You cannot escape the involvement."
"good."
Nangong Han opened his hands and looked around the audience, "Everyone has heard it, and now the Song family doubts that I am the indirect murderer."
From direct to indirect, this is the first resolution.
The Nangong family members nodded secretly.
The Song family was furious, but there was nothing they could do. There was indeed no evidence to prove that Nangong Han directly killed Song Nanyang.
"Next, I need to defend myself that I am not the indirect murderer." Nangong Han looked at Xiang Boyan.
"Director, I implore the forensic doctor to produce Song Nanyang's autopsy report."
"Don't go to such trouble, I know what you want to know." Xiang Boyan told him directly, "Song Nanyang was fatally struck, and a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows. The cut was about the size of an index finger."
"Easy and neat?"
"Yes, forensic experts have discussed that Song Nanyang did not resist, or had no chance to resist, and was directly suppressed and died with a hole in his forehead and skull."
"Where did Song Nanyang die in Shuiyue?"
"In a loft, besides him, there are three corpses present. Two of them are Song Nanyang's bodyguards, and the remaining one is the leader of a team you sent."
Nangong Han nodded and looked towards his family.
"You heard clearly what Director Xiang just said. Do you have any questions?"
"Nangong Han, what do you mean?"
The Song family shouted.
Nangong Han said solemnly: "Please deduce in your mind how one of my commanders, facing Song Nanyang and two expert bodyguards, killed Song Nanyang with one blow without resisting."
"This is not logical. My leader is not that powerful."
The leader of the Song family sneered, "If you say you don't have it, then you don't have it. Maybe you are a master at hiding it."
Nangong Han said: "If he was a master of hiding, how could he die in the attic? In addition, where is the murder weapon?"
"My commander died on the spot, and it was impossible to dispose of the murder weapon. But the director did not find the murder weapon. I have reason to suspect that Song Nanyang was not killed by my commander, and I was not the indirect murderer!"