When Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan went to the nurse's station, the girls sued them all over the place.
Of course, mainly to Gu Yan, after all, he is known to be Horace Ji's lawyer.
In the eyes of many people who do not understand the authority, he is equivalent to Horace Ji's guardian.
"He doesn't cooperate with every needle infusion, every time!"
The little nurses at the nurse station are not as restrained as they are in the ward, and the masks are pulled to the chin. The mouth opened and closed like a bean, and he counted a series of crimes.
"Snake-like position." One of the little nurses twisted a vivid S in the palm of his hand, "I can twist it like this to get past the needle tip! I usually don't want to move when I lie in bed, but it's incredibly flexible at this time!"
Attorney Gu recalled the scene of Horace Ji flying around the nurse like a kite, with an indifferent expression: "I'm fortunate enough to have seen it."
"Feeding him medicine is like making him take poison. Sometimes, seeing his reluctant expression on his face, I suspect that I am not a nurse or a killer!"
Gu Yan: "..."
"Amy - oh, that's the girl who was in charge of giving him the needles." Another particularly pungent nurse complained, "He just worked the night shift, and he was so tired that he cried, and we coaxed her for a while to calm her down. Come down and go home to rest, do you think this Mr. Ji is something?"
Yan Suizhi folded his arms and listened to the play for a long time, and then commented lightly, "Definitely not."
The little nurse was indignant: "That's right."
Gu Yan: "..."
"Is the needle stuck at the end?" Yan Suizhi asked.
"Ah?" The little nurse was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's stabbed, can I save the steps for treating him? The police guard at the gate can't see it and help him stab him."
Yan Suizhi smiled at her, and looked at Gu Yan again.
The two did not delay much at the nurse station, and turned to the testing center.
Horace Ji was stuffed into the testing room after getting the needle.
On the one hand, this is a routine inspection every three days. On the other hand, the officers may also want to see if the suspect's condition has improved or not met the criteria for discharge. If they spend more time in the hospital, they may lose their life.
There were not many people waiting outside the testing center, which was completely different from the liveliness last time. The normal infected people were transferred to the infection treatment center jointly operated by Manson and XJTLU.
Because of his identity as a suspect, Horace Ji was inconvenient to be transferred around, and became one of the few people who stayed in Ivy.
The hall was deserted, and only the police officers guarding the door of the testing room looked this way with stern faces.
Yan Suizhi nodded and greeted them from a distance, found a seat nearby, patted the seat next to him, and said to Gu Yan, "Don't show off your long legs, you have to wait at least half an hour, you sit down first, I like to look up."
Gu Yan sat down beside him obediently, and said lightly, "It's not enough to just sit down, you might have to bow your head."
Yan Suizhi said angrily, "Why don't you say that I will have another leg cut? I also suffered from genetic modification, and Lin Yuanjing made me shorter, and you will see it when I recover."
Gu Yan is very rational: "Are you sure that it will work if you grow another five centimeters?"
Professor Yan pointed at him: "Shut up."
Gu Yan raised his eyebrows and obediently shut his mouth.
The officers couldn't hear what they were talking about, but they looked like they were chatting, so they turned around and stopped paying attention.
Yan Suizhi glanced at them, and then asked Gu Yan, "What do you think about our client's behavior?"
"Horace doesn't trust the people in the hospital, and he doesn't trust the medicine used on him. He is very vigilant." Gu Yan said.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this Mr. Ji is naturally like this and has a deep persecution paranoia. But Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan thought he had a reason.
What kind of person has this kind of mentality
"I tend to think that he is not the direct murderer of the Shaoxing Weng case." Yan Suizhi said, "The murderer is often nothing to fear, because the danger comes from himself. But he also knows some inside stories that ordinary people don't know, or has something in his back, which Let him be sure that he will be targeted."
This matched their initial intuition - Horace Ji seemed to do it on purpose.
He deliberately placed himself under the surveillance of the police, deliberately placed in a public area, deliberately attracted the attention of the public, and made countless eyes stare at him.
It made him feel safer.
After half an hour, the warning light in the testing room changed color. The door opened, and Horace Ji greeted his lawyer under the watchful eye of a group of police officers: "Have you finally thought of my client?"
Gu Yan said calmly: "Not necessarily, it depends on whether you make up stories or not."
Horace Ji narrowed his eyes: "Then what do you mean by waiting here?"
Yan Suizhi smiled and said, "Check the test report for you as soon as possible. Since you can annoy a group of people every day, we need to keep an eye on it, lest you be poisoned silently."
Hearing these slightly mocking words, Horace Ji smiled inexplicably, "Ha, you intern are funny. It seems that I didn't entrust the wrong person, you guys are still smart, then help me watch. I'll tell you the truth on this."
Yan Suizhi: "It's really hard work to tell the truth."
Horace Ji: "… "
They entered the analysis room next to the testing room with the police, and got the freshly released test results as soon as possible.
At this time, the test results have not had time to pass through the hands of the doctors and nurses, nor have they been uploaded to the query device, so they will not be manipulated.
Gu Yan looked through it roughly, but didn't find anything special.
"It's no different from the previous tests." He said to Horace Ji, "It can be seen that you are still safe for now."
Horace Ji frowned and seemed a little unconvinced.
"I'll show your test results to the experts again later." Gu Yan said.
Horace Ji came back to his senses, rolled his eyes and said arrogantly: "To be honest, I don't really believe in experts."
Yan Suizhi: "Then do your own research."
Horace Ji: "… "
The police officers who were looking at the same type of test sheet beside them were black-faced, as if they were mourning their wives.
Because although the degree of infection of the suspect Horace Ji has eased a little, it is still far from being cured and not enough to be discharged from the hospital.
"Hey, I don't understand. I don't have a rash and I don't want to live. I fucking took it! I have never seen such an infection."
A police officer with drooping blue and black eyes glanced at Horace Ji, whispered a harsh sentence, and muttered: "If it weren't for... I would have suspected that Ivy Hospital was covering up the suspect."
"What are you talking about!" another policeman shouted softly.
"Anyway, I've already submitted the application. It's better to transfer the suspect to the infection treatment center, where the right medicine can be better, right?" said the black-eyed police officer.
Horace Ji sporadically heard a few words, glanced at the dark-rimmed policeman, narrowed his eyes, and moved his fingers on his side very lightly.
He seemed to want to do something, but he quickly reacted again, put his hand in his pocket and said to the police officer, "Several, are you finished talking? I want to go back to the ward to discuss with my lawyer in detail. You can submit various useful information. I have no right to deprive me of this right.”
The faces of the police officers darkened, but they could not refute, they could only glance at a few people in disgust and irritability.
This disgusting look fell on Yan Suizhi himself, but he didn't really care. But looking at Gu Yan, he felt uncomfortable.
So he turned to the side, just enough to block the police officer's sight on Gu Yan. His movements were as natural as when he was the dean, occasionally guarding the short in a calm and graceful manner.
He raised his hand to Horace and jokingly said to the police officer, "It's okay to stare at this Mr. Ji, but not at us."
Police officer: "… "
Ten minutes later, they sat face to face with Horace Ji in the ward.
The policeman reluctantly helped them shut the door, and the lights of all monitoring equipment in the ward went out.
Gu Yan sent a message to Fitz in the infusion room, and sent several test reports of Horace Ji to Lin Yuan, put away the screen and looked at the client: "It's time for you to fulfill your promise, Mr. Ji, I want Listen to the truth."
Horace Ji fiddled with his fingers and raised his eyes upon hearing this.
This time, unlike before, he opened his mouth and began to tell a story. Instead, he thought for a moment, looked at Gu Yan meaningfully, and asked, "If I were a good person, would you let me be acquitted?"
Gu Yan said calmly, "Of course."
"Then... what if I'm guilty?" Horace Ji said.
Gu Yan still looked calm, "I will still protect your due rights."
There is this sentence on the display wall of the first-level lawyers of the alliance:
If you were mortal, I would never let you be dragged to hell. If you are the devil, I will send you to the most suitable hell.
It's a 10 year sentence, I'm not going to let you get 11 years. It's time, I won't let you be sentenced to death.
Gu Yan looked at Horace Ji and said, "The trial is likely to be brought forward. If you don't want to commit unnecessary crimes, then I suggest you don't lie to me."
Horace Ji glanced out the window, lost his mind for a moment, and finally said, "Okay, then I'll tell you the truth. I'm not the murderer of the Shake Shack Weng case, but I've been to every scene, and I should still be able to find it there. My traces, my DNA, the strange poison in those old people, my house and luggage, my fingerprints on the cage. I even know why they were locked in the cage, and so much more details. What can you do to get me acquitted?"