Chapter 66 George Mansen Case (1)

"Do you need to apply for a witness?"

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

For many lawyers, such a question is superfluous. Because as long as time permits before the trial, conditions permit, they will definitely find a way to see witnesses. Through some skillful conversations and chatting, to confirm which information that the other party knows is harmless to the parties and which are not conducive to defense.

In this way, when they cross -asking witnesses in court, they will know which questions can be asked and which are best not mentioned.

There was a saying in this line -when the prosecution or defender lawyer asked the witnesses, he could always know what the witnesses would answer in advance. If the lawyer raised a question and the witness's answer was unexpected, the lawyer must not be successful.

But Yan Suizhi often does not follow the cards. Most people think that it is stable, and he may not do it.

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

Sure enough, Yan Suizhi shook his head, "Do you mean Zhao Xuanmu and Joe? No need."

In terms of trial, Gu Yan certainly would not interfere too much, but he asked: "OK?"

"OK." One of Yan Sui was serious, "I am playing a qualified soft persimmon. For such a few days of kung fu, the soft persimmons should generally be like a headless fly.

"..."

Gu Yan chose not to answer this kind of nonsense.

However, Yan Suizhi's mouth said no need to be used, it wasn't really not paying attention to witnesses. On the contrary, all day, he removed the time of the detention center, and he has been watching the existing case information. The witness testimony collected by the police and several monitoring videos in the Ababa villa.

The monitoring in the villa is mainly set up in the corridor and hall corner. Each room door is within the scope of monitoring, so the time point of each guest's time in and out of the room during that time is very clear.

However, the monitoring outside the villa is not without dead ends. The biggest dead end is the exterior wall of the victim George Manson's room. The cause of the dead corner is not speechless. At that time, the monitoring camera was accidentally damaged.

Yan Suizhi thought about it. The time seemed to be before and after he and Gu Yan left from the central villa of the island of Aba. At that time, Manson was still sitting on the window sill and carrying a wine glass, and told him a few words of drunk words.

If you remember correctly, he did overturn something at that time and bowed his head over there.

Perhaps it was the most important monitoring camera that damaged at that time. It can be said that fate is really joking.

When Yan Suizhi was doing the last day, Chen Zhang in the detention center was also negotiating with discipline.

"Can I dial a communication." Chen Zhangdao.

Frank frowning.

"I know, you need to listen to the whole process according to the regulations." Chen Zhangdao, "I know, it's okay, you can listen to it, and it doesn't matter. I just want to ask the family to communicate again."

Tomorrow is about to start, and which one will he go to the way is still blurred, the lawsuit will lose or win, what will he have ...

He doesn't know about it.

According to the provisions of the Detention Center in the Third District, he is not completely unable to make any communication and contact anyone. It is only very troublesome for the application procedures. Generally, discipline is unwilling to find things for themselves, and the general suspect is unwilling to add trouble to the management, so as not to get the blacklist in the discipline.

Chen Zhangyan looked at the discipline.

He is actually very lucky. Although the assigned discipline always loves his face, it is not the kind of unreasonable fierce evil. On the contrary, the tiger face was even soft.

Chen Zhang asked for a long time, the discipline finally let go, and nodded, "Forget it, okay, wait for me to fill in a application."

The application had four levels, and finally returned to the tiger face tutor when he entered the night.

"Okay, tell me the signal." The tiger face taught, "You can only come to me, you can't touch the smart machine."

Chen Zhang is grateful: "Good good, no problem, I don't contact, I just want to say two more words with my family."

Soon, under the special monitoring, the communication of the 339 ward of the more welfare hospital was connected.

"Hey? Who?" A slightly old female voice sounded on the communication, her voice was slow and mild, and she was Chen Zhang's mother.

Although the recording pen brought by Yan Suizhi before, although the sound quality was clear, there were always slight changes. And recording and actual communication are different after all.

As soon as Chen Zhang heard this question, he suddenly choked at the bottom of his throat.

His nose fascinated a few times, and his tight lips were biting teeth.

After asking the person on the opposite side of the communications, after asking a few words, it seemed that she heard the rapid breathing here. She suddenly realized something and asked, "Wen, is it you?" Is it you? "

Chen Zhang rubbed his eyebrows hard with the knuckles, exhaled again, and cleared his throat, "Well, it's me."

In this short sentence, it was difficult to control the tone in the end.

The person in the communication overlap suddenly became happy, and it seemed to say to the people next to her, "My son! Son is here to communicate! You see him too busy before!"

It may be the nurses who are always dissatisfied with Chen Zhangxin for several elderly people.

Before, Chen Zhang had no dare to dare the communication of the ward, and he looked for those nurse, so he was blocked by them, but Chen Zhang was not disgusted at all. They are all soft -hearted girls, so they can't bear to see a few patients thrown in the hospital by his "filial son".

"Wen, are you very busy recently?" Chen Mu Xu asked, "Have you eaten on time? Isn't he sick?"

Chen Zhang closed her eyes and listened to her concerns one by one, her eyes were hot. He rubbed his eyelids with his fingers, and seemed to want to rub back the water vapor that was constantly rushing, but soon, his eyelashes still became wet.

When he saw the diagnosis form, he was a little desperate. He is still in the heyday, but it can't be strong for a long time. It is only four or five years, only four or five years left ...

When he was also like his grandfather, father and sister, his waist and legs were dying and shrinking, and he was paralyzed in the bed and could not move.

During that time, he thought about it every day, every day, day and night, but he couldn't think of a way.

Until met the two people who came to the door.

In the intertwined intertwined with coercion, he once broke the jar, and felt that it was actually very good. Even if the price paid is a bit big, the cost of him alone can change the family without any worries, which is very cost -effective.

It's really cost -effective.

Such psychology continued to deepen, so that when all the evidence of George Manson's case was pointing to him, he suddenly understood the true intention of the two coercionists. So he gave up his resistance directly and recorded the confession along all the evidence.

At the time of the magic barrier, he even refused to be pulled out from the mud.

Because once he pulled it out, his family's future guarantee was gone, and it was not cost -effective to fall into the confusion and concerns of the unknown way.

He once felt that he was very calm and very rational, and even moved a little self -moving. But until this time, when he heard the other side of the communication device, the woman's old but gentle voice did he understand that he couldn't do so well at all.

He also wanted to hear such concern, and wanted to go to the hospital to see them every week, and was pulled and pinched his arms by them, saying that he was fatter or thinner.

He also wanted to listen to many years.

The people over there were several rotations, and he answered as much as possible. All his attention was in the words of those families opposite, but he didn't know what he said.

Until the mother asked him, "Wen, when can I not be busy, take the time to let my mother see you?"

Chen Zhang opened his mouth ...

With a trial due tomorrow, he has put himself in a difficult position, and the only one who can help him is a young intern who is said to be inexperienced, and the future is slim.

He didn't even know what his identity and situation would be after this hearing. So he can't answer.

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

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

After the communication was cut off, Chen Zhang was stunned for a long time. He was extremely silent all night. He hoped that the trial would be delayed a little bit later, and it would be better never to come.

Despite his countless prayers, the George Manson trial came on schedule.

At 9:30 this morning, Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan arrived at the door of the third district criminal court, skillfully took out a series of things such as optical brains, smart phones, electronic pens, file folders, etc., and went through the security check in turn.

This time, because of the application of the victim Manson's family, apart from the family members of the plaintiff and the witnesses, no one who has nothing to do with the case can come to watch. Therefore, there were no students or other citizens gathered outside Court No. 1 on this day, which seemed deadly.

Because they were asked to keep secrets, they had to go through a second security check before entering the court this time.

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

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

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

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

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

"my teacher."

Yan Suizhi glanced at Gu Yan and introduced it with a smile. He speaks very fluently, and there is no psychological barrier at all. The trial assistant didn't see any clues, only Gu Yan could hear the joking element in his voice.

The two pushed open the heavy door and walked in.

Although the court trial was kept secret from the outside world, it did not mean that there were not many people in the courtroom. On the contrary, there were not many people sitting in the auditorium, and some of them had a lot of backgrounds at first glance, and they were extremely oppressive from their pomp and temperament.

If the two of Bench and Hersey were there, they would have been recognized at a glance. After all, they often appeared in some website reports.

The man sitting in the corner wearing an expensive shirt with his arms folded, has short gray hair and light blue eyes, and the bulging muscles of his arms make him strong, stern, and sharp. Although his features are not very similar to George Manson, he is indeed George's much older brother, Brewer Manson, a very important character in the Manson family.

Beside him, there were several bodyguards sitting, surrounding him in the middle, quite a bit like the stars and the moon.

From the moment Yan Suizhi entered the door, Brewer Manson's eyes slid over, with the meaning of scrutiny. If he was a timid person, his legs would go weak if he looked at him twice.

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

Gu Yan stood in the row behind him, not in a hurry to sit down, but said in a voice that only he could hear: "Bruel Manson is here, he is an extremely sensitive and suspicious person, you will be in a while. Hold it up."

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

He said, his identity changed in a second, under the stare of Brewer Manson, he patted Gu Yan's heart in a pretentious manner, and his voice was neither high nor low: "What should I do, teacher, the court is about to start, so nervous , say something nice to comfort me?"

Gu Yan: "………………"

Why don't you go to drama school?