As a result, she listened dumbfounded as Mr. Zhuo calmly ordered the driver
: "Brother Chen, go to the court."
"OK."
The driver, Brother Chen, turned the car around smoothly.
"Mr. Zhuo, I really don't need you to give it to me. You can go about your business."
This time Zhuo Yu'an didn't answer, he just nodded, indicating that it didn't matter.
Xiaoxin realized what was going on and gradually understood what was going on. It was impossible for Mr. Zhuo to really give it to her. She was not confident enough to be so sentimental. When she thought of the scene when he met Lawyer Shu that night, she gradually
After thinking about it, Mr. Zhuo is drunk and does not care about drinking.
I remembered that Lawyer Shu had lived in Senzhou for so many years and worked as an M&A lawyer for Zhuoyuan Technology, so it was normal for him to have interactions with Lawyer Shu.
Xiaoxin always felt that she had forgotten an extremely important piece of information, but her brain capacity was limited and she couldn't remember it for a while. She didn't think about it deeply. After all, Mr. Zhuo and Lawyer Shu didn't look like the same person.
people of the world.
The court arrived quickly. The weather in late summer was still extremely hot and muggy. As soon as Xiaoxin got out of the car, he was greeted by a gust of sultry air. It was very uncomfortable, but he saw Lawyer Shu standing in front of the court under the scorching sun. He didn't know what to do.
After standing for a long time, one meter away from her feet, Xu's mother was lying upright.
Xiaoxin hurriedly said thank you and goodbye to Mr. Zhuo, and ran towards Lawyer Shu.
Zhuo Yuan behind him also got out of the car and did not go that way. He also looked at Shu Tinglan not far away under the scorching sun. This was the second time he saw her again in so many years.
She has really changed a lot. Her eyes are no longer as soft and gentle as before, but have a sharp and even a fierce look on purpose. It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Zhuo Yuan thought of this
, feeling very sad.
He didn't dare to think, how did she get here in the past few years?
After her mother passed away, how hard was it for her to go to a strange city and start from scratch?
If it wasn't hard work, why would she arm herself to be so powerful?
His only wish in the past was that she could live a happy life as she pleased, so he had not come to see her in the past few years. He thought that he was doing her good by not contacting or disturbing her, but was it really good?
For the first time, he wondered how many mistakes he had made in the past few years.
Shu Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xiao Xin's arrival. Xu's mother was determined to go on a hunger strike to ask the court to rehear her son Xu Wei's case. She had been lying in front of the court for more than an hour.
In the morning, I accompanied Xu's mother to the prison to meet Xu Wei. Even before going there, Shu Tinglan had always emphasized not to cry again after meeting people. She wanted to have a good chat with Xu Wei about what happened back then.
But Xu's mother couldn't help crying when she saw Xu Wei. When she cried, Xu Wei inside also cried, answering Shu Tinglan's questions and comforting Xu's mother.
Xu Wei said: "Lawyer Shu, I really didn't kill anyone. I just happened to pass by Wang's house back then."
Shu Tinglan: "During the court trial, why did you plead guilty and sign your name to admit that you were the one who killed the person?"
When Xu Wei heard this, he became a little more excited: "I had no choice. I was interrogated for six days and six nights. I was deprived of sleep, food and water. They interrogated me day and night. I didn't plead guilty and they beat me."
..."
As he spoke, he lifted up his arms and shirt.
: "These were all beaten by people in the detention center. The scars are still there. If I don't plead guilty, I will be beaten to death."
As soon as she said this, Xu's mother next to her burst into tears again. In fact, she could no longer shed tears, she was just howling.
Shu Tinglan already regarded herself as a robot without emotions. Xu Wei and her son were crying. She calmly recorded the location and shape of his scars carefully, and then continued to ask some detailed questions about the time.