9. An alibi
"Why did you ask me to drive over to pick you up?"
Zou Yu looked at Zhang Wei who was getting in the car with his stomach covering his stomach. In the past, others rushed to pick her up, but when did she become the one who picked her up and dropped off?
Zhang Wei seemed to have recalled some painful experience, and his mouth twitched: "Because I almost couldn't go to the crime scene."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable..." Zou Yu looked at Zhang Wei with a bad face and asked with some concern.
"As a failed lawyer, you should not always think about snatching the lawsuit from me and just take a good look at how I won."
When Zhang Wei heard this, he interrupted her expressionlessly. Five years of life span, what is a beauty?
"you……"
When Zou Yu heard this, he stared at him angrily. He was obviously simply concerned about it, but he was actually criticized like this.
"Since you are so concerned about this case, come on, it's time to use your heroine's aura and reimburse this order." Zhang Wei handed Zou Yu a order.
"What is this? One hundred thousand? Why did I ask you to reimburse 100 thousand?"
Zou Yu looked at the numbers on the invoice and asked in shock. In her opinion, the 100,000 yuan was not a too small number.
"Who told someone that he said so well, but he couldn't do anything, so I could only find the most professional person to do it."
Zhang Wei directly turned his face over, and Zou Yu subconsciously retreated, and his head hit the glass of the car.
Fortunately, she did not make any mistakes, which led to a car accident or something.
"Is this dangerous? Do you know?"
"It's just 100,000 yuan. This afternoon's matter will attract the attention of various media. Don't you also want to help this child? It's worth the money, isn't it?"
Zhang Wei seemed not to hear her words, and looked at Zou Yu sincerely with a full face.
"Then you have to tell me what the use is. Things of this level cannot affect the court's judgment."
Zou Yu said that it is impossible to reverse the situation by just having a positive comment to the client and a negative comment from the criminal police officer in charge of the case.
"As a lawyer, you should know what the probability of convicting a criminal case in China is if you are prosecuted." Zhang Wei did not answer her question, but instead asked Zou Yu a question.
"99%." Zou Yu bit her lower lip when she heard this, because the case she had handled before was 99%.
"This is because the procuratorate prosecuted a case that was determined by the facts of the crime. It was because the judge knew this that he relied heavily on the procuratorate's indictment." Zhang Wei helped her explain the reason for this probability.
"But because of this, many times when you go to court, the trial is based on the facts, but according to the story depicted by the prosecutor!"
Zou Yu retorted a little angrily when she heard this. In her opinion, her client was innocent, and it was because of this situation that led to the situation today.
"Yes, this capitalist society is broken." Zhang Wei muttered.
"What did you say?" Zou Yu asked a little strange when he heard Zhang Wei's vague remark.
"It's nothing. What I'm doing now is to save our disadvantages so that the judge will not be led by the procuratorate." Zhang Wei held his right knee with both hands and looked at the road ahead and gave Zou Yu an answer.
"Is that true?" Zou Yu looked at Zhang Wei with some confusion. He originally thought that he wanted to force the court to change the verdict through public opinion.
Zhang Wei looked at Zou Yu who was a little confused. He really didn't know what her lawyer did in the past two years, unless he hit the G-spot of the entire nation and reached a unified public opinion across the country.
Whoever dares to refute is the kind of scumbag, otherwise how could it completely affect the verdict?
It is absolutely impossible to cause such a level of public opinion in this lawsuit.
"Otherwise, the judge trusts the evidence from the Procuratorate too much. The first thing we have to do is to reach equality with them to a certain extent. By the way, how long will it take to get to Wangjia Village?"
Zhang Wei looked at the increasingly remote path from the city center and asked.
“There is still a bit far away.”
...
"Ah! This kind of air is really good in the place far away from the city center. I feel that even my mind has become flexible." Zhang Wei got out of the car and stretched his waist, breathing in the fresh air, as if he was a little intoxicated.
"Are we going to the crime scene next?"
"You are going to find the client's absent certificate so that he can quickly get rid of his crime. You should have investigated who he was with that night."
Zhang Wei turned to look at Zou Yu, and Zou Yu nodded affirmatively.
...
"It was from 7 to 9 o'clock that night. Did you play cards with Song Chenxing? " Zhang Wei asked, looking at the man wearing slippers in front of him with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Yes, his store is open at the entrance of the village. In several villages near us, we often play cards at the entrance of that small store. It is more convenient to eat and drink whatever you want."
The man handed a cigarette to Zhang Wei and started talking. Zhang Wei took the cigarette and nodded, expressing his gratitude.
"Xiao Song works in the factory next to the village. After about 5:30, he will help his parents check the shop when he gets home from work. His parents go back. He closes the shop like this at nine o'clock, and after he closes the shop, we go back. I have told you about this situation many times."
"After he closes the door, may I ask what you are going to do?" Zhang Wei looked at the man's decorations and asked again.
"We are all card friends. Normally, after playing cards at his doorstep, we will come to my house to touch mahjong twice." The man spat a mouthful of smoke rings and explained.
"Do you don't have a clock at home?" Zhang Wei looked at the man's lobby and asked a little strangely.
"No, I basically farm here. We will rise every day before the sun rises. It's useless to ask for that thing."
The man threw the cigarette he had finished smoking on the ground, stepped on it with his feet, and stomped it on Mars to extinguish it.
"Then why can you be so accurate with Song Chenxing from 7 o'clock to 9 o'clock? Is it because he closed the door at 9 o'clock normally?" Zhang Wei felt a little strange and asked.
When Zou Yu, who was recording the conversation, heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly asked: "Is it possible that he closed the door after nine o'clock, but because he used to close at nine o'clock, you also think that he closed at nine o'clock that day."
"No, there is a clock in his shop, otherwise I wouldn't dare to say that to the police. We took a look at the time when we left." The man shook his head and denied Zou Yu's guess.
The hope that Zou Yu finally ignited was easily extinguished at once.
"Okay, please trouble you." Zhang Wei nodded to express his gratitude, then turned around and left.
Chapter completed!