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At eleven o'clock in the evening, before Ke Baoli could rest, the hotel waiter came to deliver drinks for the third time.
He was worried and knocked on the door.
"Mr. Wen."
"Mr. Wen."
No one in the room answered.
"I'm coming in" Ke Baoli informed, then pushed the door open and went in.
It smells so heavy of alcohol.
The ground was full of wine bottles that were lying around, and Wen Shiyu was lying next to them.
There is no air conditioning in the room, so it is a bit cold.
Ke Baoli stepped forward: "Mr. Wen."
"Mr. Wen."
Wen Shiyu moved slightly.
Ke Baoli squatted down and helped him: "Sir, let me help you go to bed to sleep."
He shook his head and sat up by himself. The buttons on his collar were casually opened and his tie was thrown away. Because he drank too much, his cold white skin was stained red by the alcohol.
"Baoli."
Ke Baoli responded: "What's the matter, sir?"
He seemed to be saying to himself: "It's all my fault."
Ke Baoli didn¡¯t understand and leaned over: ¡°What are you talking about?¡±
There was heavy moisture in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red. He seemed to have run out of energy, so he lay down on the carpet again, murmuring softly in his sleep: "It's all my fault."
"You shouldn't go looking for pearls."
"You shouldn't give her shoes."
"She shouldn't have to suffer so much."
"It's all my faultblame me"
The sound gradually disappeared from behind, and he lay there, motionless.
He drank a lot of wine. Ke Baoli had never seen him like this before. He didn't have any of his usual elegance. He was very embarrassed and fragile, as if he was degenerating into self-destruction.
"Mr. Wen, I don't blame you." Ke Baoli took the quilt, covered him, and bravely murmured, "I don't blame you, you love her so much."
It rained heavily at night, and the puddles on the streets turned the whole city upside down. The early spring wind still carries a layer of chill, and the willow trees have begun to bud. The beautiful girl took off her heavy cotton-padded jacket, and her brightly colored skirt added a new color to the busy traffic.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Ouyang Ye met with his client.
"Wha, what?"
After Wen Zhaofang heard this, his whole body felt like he was struck by lightning.
Ouyang Ye repeated: "The police have found Qiao Liangtian's bones."
She was so panicked that her handcuffs hit the table and made a harsh sound: "Did Xu Tanling say that? Was it her!"
Ouyang Ye said: "Probably not. She went back after recording her confession yesterday morning. The body was found last night."
¡°If she had recruited her in the morning and the police would not have waited until the evening to dig again, then there was only one possibility.
Ouyang Ye guessed: "Your father betrayed you."
Wen Zhaofang was in disbelief: "How could it be him? How could he send his daughter to prison?" She didn't believe it, shook her head vigorously, and muttered, "No way, no way"
Ouyang Ye specializes in litigating cases for wealthy people. He has never seen any wealthy family be dirty. His face was very calm: "If there is anything impossible, wouldn't you still send your daughter into the coffin?"
His words angered Wen Zhaofang. She was furious and shouted: "She is not my daughter, she is just a bastard! If it weren't for her, my daughter would not have been stillborn!"
It turns out there is such a thing.
Ouyang Ye was not interested in the client's private matters unrelated to the case. He got back to the subject: "Ms. Wen, we need to change the direction of our defense. Please plead guilty."
Wen Zhaofang was furious: "You asked me to plead guilty?"
"Don't be impatient." Ouyang Ye explained to her in a leisurely manner, "The crime of intentional homicide has been confirmed. It's useless if you don't admit it. Why don't you plead guilty." He suddenly asked without any clue, " Ms. Wen, how are you doing recently? Have you had any episodes of mania or depression?"
Wen Zhaofang immediately understood what he meant.
At this moment, people from the Second Brigade and the Procuratorate were sitting at the same table for a meeting.
Wang Gang mentioned mental illness.
Wang Dabin said in a loud voice: "Mental illness?"
Wang Gang elaborated: "Wen Zhaofang has not recovered from mania thirteen years ago. Ouyang Ye will probably make Wen Zhaofang plead guilty and then start with mania. And the evidence in the Xu family car accident case is insufficient, so he will definitely use the benefit of doubt to take advantage of the loophole." .¡±
? ?The law is imperfect and there are loopholes that can be exploited, and some lawyers are full of nonsense.
Chen Guigui spread his hands: "The complete one-stop service of killing people, burying corpses, and handling the scene, doesn't it prove that her mental state was normal at the time?"
Li Dabin said: "I think it can."
Tang Xiaozhong also said: "I think it can, too."
Prosecutor Miao, Hu Biaoguo¡¯s wife, said: ¡°It depends on whether the judge and the jury think it is possible.¡±
Ouyang Ye is a legal cancer.
Hu Biaoguo reminded: "Keep Ouyang Ye here, he is a man who can do anything to win a lawsuit."
The Procuratorate applied for expedited proceedings, and Wen Zhaofang¡¯s case is scheduled to go to trial in late March. Xu Tanling agreed to testify in court, and Wen Shiyu signed her into Tianguang as agreed.
She has terminated her contract with Mai Ting and has no agent for the time being.
The assistant called and said: "Sister Ling, Mr. Wen will arrange for a new agent to come over tomorrow."
She hummed.
I don¡¯t know why, but she agreed to appear in court, but Wen Hong didn¡¯t bother her.
The assistant was still talking about the recent arrangements. At this time, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and the bedroom door was closed with a click.
Xu Tanling immediately stood up from the bed: "Who!"
The assistant called her: "Sister Ling?"
There was no light in the room and she could see nothing. She stared in the direction of the door and her face began to turn pale: "Who is there?"
The assistant is still shouting: "Sister Ling?"
"Report for me¡ª¡ª"
Before she could say the word "warning", she was kicked in the wrist, her phone fell to the ground, and the screen cracked instantly.
The window opened at some point and the wind blew in.
Xu Tanling trembled all over, stepped back, and searched around with alert eyes: "Who are you?"
The other party was in the direction of the left rear. She deliberately lowered her voice. It was a female voice.
"Professional errand boy."
Ten minutes later, the phone with a cracked screen on the ground was picked up by a hand wearing black gloves: "Hey, Hongqiao Hospital? Someone is drowning here."
The hospital asked where he drowned.
It was the same female voice that was deliberately lowered: "In the bathtub."
I have to spare that little Bailian a breath, and she still has to testify in court.
At 8:23, Tang Guang came back, and Rong Li was waiting for her under the street lamp at the entrance of the community.
The clothes she was wearing were not Xu Tanxi's, she bought them herself. She was dressed in black, neat and cold. Her legs were wrapped in tight black pencil pants, which were long and thin. The short boots under her feet were very unisex. Style, wearing a peaked cap and a leather jacket with a waist-baring bottom layer underneath.
She is really
I¡¯m really not afraid of the cold.
Rong Li threw his coat to her: "Put it on."
Tang Guang put on his coat: "Are you waiting for me?"
Rong Li didn¡¯t reply and asked her: ¡°When did you go out?¡±
¡°While you¡¯re cooking.¡±
Xu Tanxi had insomnia these past few nights and was in a bad state. She took sleeping pills in the afternoon and fell asleep. After a deep sleep, Tang Guang came out. She carried Rong Li on her back.
Rong Li was like a parent who caught his child playing truant: "Where have you gone?"
"Go and beat someone up."
She woke up once two days ago and knew the virtues of Xu Tanling's little white lotus. If she didn't beat that little white lotus, her hands would be itchy. Anyway, it was the professional errand boy who beat her, and it was Wen Zhaofang's fault.
Rong Li said with a straight face: "Tell me whoever you want to beat up in the future. Don't go out alone."
He was tall. Tang Guang looked up at him, the brim of her hat casting a shadow in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Are you worried about me?"
Rong Li corrected: "I'm worried about my Xu Tanxi."
She shrugged: "That's why you're worried about me." She was also Xu Tanxi anyway.
She touched her exposed waist and said, "I'm hungry and haven't eaten yet."
Rong Li glanced at her waist, stepped forward, lowered his head and zipped her coat tightly, then stepped away, farther away from her. He walked in front: "Go back, the meal is ready."
His coat was much too big for her, so she rolled up her sleeves and followed him.
"Will you come out randomly?"
In the elevator, Rong Li suddenly asked.
Tangguang said: "I will only come out when Tan Xi is deep in sleep, or when there is danger, but Guang Guang is not sure, it has no certainty."
Rong Li frowned.
The metal wall inside the elevator vaguely reflected his beautiful face, looking very irritable and sad.
Tang Guang held the peaked cap in his hand and turned it around with one finger: "You want to ask if we will come out while you and Tan Xi are making out?"
He ignored it, lowered his head, and there was a suspicious red color on his ears.
"Don't worry, as long as Tan Xi's consciousness doesn't want to, we won't." Tang Guang looked at his shadow on the elevator, "Multiple personality is what you modern people call it. Guangguang and I are not ordinary sub-personalities. We It is part of Tanxi, and we obey her."
Rong Li turned around and looked at her. He began to believe a little about her past and present lives. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com); The metal wall inside the elevator vaguely reflected his beautiful face, looking very irritable and sad.
Tang Guang held the peaked cap in his hand and turned it around with one finger: "You want to ask if we will come out while you and Tan Xi are making out?"
He ignored it, lowered his head, and there was a suspicious red color on his ears.
"Don't worry, as long as Tan Xi's consciousness doesn't want to, we won't." Tang Guang looked at his shadow on the elevator, "Multiple personality is what you modern people call it. Guangguang and I are not ordinary sub-personalities. We It is part of Tanxi, and we obey her."
Rong Li turned around and looked at her. He began to believe a little about her past and present lives. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com