"This autopsy report is one of the evidence submitted by the Procuratorate. It clearly records the victim's death time, including his wounds and other circumstances. I would like to ask the prosecutor whether you can guarantee the accuracy of this report."

Zhang Wei looked at Zhang Yansong opposite him with a smile that he deserved to be beaten, shaking his body slightly, as if he didn't care about the other person at all.

Zhang Yansong stood up, still looking expressionless, giving Zhang Wei a positive reply.

"We can ensure the accuracy of this report. This is the conclusion drawn after forensic dissection. We have the most advanced instruments in China and superb medical staff, which can fully guarantee the scientific nature of the autopsy report."

"Okay, I'm relieved." Zhang Wei looked at Zhang Yansong, who was always expressionless, and felt a little bored, then looked at Qiao Lan sitting in the auditorium.

Zhang Yansong looked at him strangely, wondering why he raised such a completely meaningless question.

Zhang Wei immediately said: "But we questioned that the prosecutor's explanation of this report was not scientific, and we asked the President of the Medical University to attend as a witness."

"Allow." The judge nodded, indicating permission.

"Director, I would like to ask, the victim's death time is more than 1.5 hours after the meal. How should this conclusion be explained in the orthodox scientific medical concept?"

Zhang Wei asked with a smile as he looked like the dean of the medical school who was standing in the middle of the court and was about 50 years old.

"The victim's death time is more than 1.5 hours after the meal, so it can only be strictly explained that the victim's death time is more than 1.5 hours after the meal."

The dean of the medical school nodded and gave a very accurate reply without thinking at all.

"Are you sure?"

"I can guarantee the credibility of a doctor, which is absolutely scientific answer."

The dean nodded again with certainty. Sometimes what he said was absolutely able to stand the test.

"OK, thanks."

...

"In the first instance, the prosecutor believed that the death time of the victim of the "Ersion Report" was more than 1.5 hours, including two hours. Because the defendant had no time witnesses after 9 o'clock that night, the defendant had time to commit the crime."

Zhang Wei walked to the center of the hall, looked at Zhang Yansong who was frowning, and said with a smile.

"But this is not the case. In the first instance, the "Iron Examination Report" was explained infinitely. The identification conclusions were scientific and very rigorous."

"I object!"

"The objection is invalid!" The judge interrupted the public prosecutor who wanted to refute without mercy.

"Since the time of death of the victim in the "Iron Examination Report" is more than 1.5 hours after the meal, it can only be strictly explained that the victim's death is more than 1.5 hours after the meal, that is, the time before 9 o'clock after 8:30 pm. During this period, the defendant has time to prove that he and his friends play cards, and he has no time to commit the crime and should be innocent."

"I object, we have other evidence to prove it." Zhang Yansong stood up and denied Zhang Wei's statement.

"Don't worry about other evidence. As you said just now, you can completely guarantee the accuracy of this autopsy report."

"The most scientific explanation of the autopsy report is that the victim's death is between 8:30 and 9:00."

"And aren't you already sure? The defendant has absenteeism during this period. Are you denying the evidence you have investigated?"

"I object!" Zhang Yansong raised his hand to express that Zhang Wei's words meant to be attacked.

"Opposition is effective." The judge nodded, agreeing with his statement.

"Then in other words, the defendant really does not have time to commit the crime when the deceased dies. The case is very likely to be framed, and it is also a layout and the methods of committing the crime are very clever."

"Then please continue to investigate. Based on the principle of suspicion of guilt, please ask the judge to sentence the defendant to acquittal." Zhang Wei turned his head and looked at the judge, bowed and said.

"above."

...

The trial ended here. The judge believed that there were still many doubts in this case. According to the principle of suspicion, the defendant was not acquitted and released in court.

Zhang Wei stood outside in the lobby and looked at Zhang Yansong walking out, and looked as if guilty (beat).

"Oh, it seems that this case will affect your promotion. Tsk, as your classmate, I am really sorry for not showing mercy and causing your prosecutor to be defeated."

Zhang Yansong still looked dead when he heard what he said: "We acted as a prosecutor's principle and remember the heavy responsibilities we bear at all times, and fairness. As long as we guarantee this principle, nothing else matters."

After saying that, Zhang Yansong left directly.

Zhang Wei looked at Zhang Yansong who had left and couldn't help but complain: "Can you have a bit of a loss-losing awareness? It's still not interesting to play with such a person."

"Yes, this time, I thought you would definitely not win this ice lump." Qiao Lan walked up with a bag and looked at Zhang Wei, who was a little angry, and said with a smile.

"I've said it long ago that I will definitely win, and I will always win."

Zhang Wei turned his head and looked at Qiao Lan, who was always smiling, and said, then walked outside the court.

"By the way, if you know something next time, just tell me, don't beat around the bush, you don't want to save face in order to win me." Zhang Wei waved his hand behind and said inexplicably.

"It's true, no matter what it looks like, it's still very cute."

"Then why did you choose him to break up?"

The president of the Medical University who attended as a witness walked to Qiao Lan. When Qiao Lan heard her words, her smile changed a little.

"Maybe it's because of dissatisfaction. His life has been running on the established trajectory..."

...

Harris Office.

"This lawsuit won." Director Fu was in an office, watching a business chair with his back facing him reporting the situation.

"It's really different, it's different at all." Listening to Manager Fu's report, the chair turned around, and an old man with white hair sat on the chair and muttered.

“Isn’t this exactly what we want to see?”
Chapter completed!