Afterwards, the prosecution applied to call two witnesses, including Yan Suizhi, the woman who took out the trash and another old man they had seen in the video, who were neighbors of Joshua Dale and Kitty Bell.
What these people said provided support for certain facts asserted by the prosecution, such as that Kitty Bell had been living alone and that she had an older brother who lived on the other side of the planet. After her brother died, her only grandson, Chester Bell, came to find her.
Originally, Kitty Bell was not poor, but she was used to saving, and she was reluctant to move after living in the old house for a long time. In addition, Chester came with an asset from his grandfather. Although it is only a small amount, it is enough to make some people jealous.
Not many people knew about this, except for a few neighborhoods that Kitty Bell had frequent contacts with.
For example, Joshua Dahler behaved abnormally at that time and so on.
…
The prosecution's lawyer asked many planned questions without haste, enough to ensure that the jury would get to know Joshua Daller in the direction he wanted. As for these two witnesses, Gu Yan did not directly give up asking questions, but there was not much difference.
He asked two seemingly innocuous questions.
The witness's answer was even more off-topic. The woman who took out the trash even shifted her focus to "complaining about the alcoholic who was hanging out in the alley all day" in the process of answering.
It was then given the gavel by Judge Murray Liu.
Gu Yan was calm, and after asking, he sat down and flipped through two pages of evidence.
The prosecution lawyer was a little puzzled at first, but then he looked like he was winning, apparently taking him as a typical "perfunctory" lawyer.
The only person to collapse is Joshua Daller, now give him a rope and he can hang himself in front of the defense table!
He remembered that he had coaxed Rosie for a long time last night and persuaded her to stay in the hotel obediently today and not come to the court. When the lawsuit was over, he went to take her home. Of course, these remarks are purely to keep my sister from worrying.
Now he is very regretful. After the three rounds of questioning, he feels that he has stepped through the gate of the prison with one foot.
If I knew it earlier, let Rosie come, anyway, I can take a second look...
Just as he was about to pull his hair bald, the prosecution's lawyer's questioning of the fourth witness began.
"Jim Cumming," said the prosecution's attorney, Lu.
On the witness stand was a man of medium stature, with yellow and bloodshot eyes, but the skin on his face was purplish red and slightly swollen. It can be seen that in order to stand on the witness stand, he deliberately cleaned up, and even combed hair wax on his head.
But it still seems a little lacking in spirit.
Jim Cumming straightened his chest: "It's me."
Lu: "Where were you between 7 and 8 pm on the 23rd?"
"In the alley," Jim Cumming said, "to be precise, I bought a side dish and was walking down the alley. My house is behind Ms. Kitty Bell's house, so I was passing Joshua Dale and Kitty. Bell's house, go around your own house."
Lu nodded: "What did you see?"
Jim Cumming: "I saw Joshua Dale at Ms. Kitty Bell's house, around my house, there was a missing corner in the wall, and I happened to see Kitty Bell as I passed by. The window in the back, where is Joshua Daller!"
"What time is that?"
"Around 7:50."
…
Lou asked Jim Cumming a lot of questions back and forth, but most of them revolved around that sensitive point in time, borrowing the witness's mouth over and over again to emphasize one point to the jury - at the time of the case, Joshua Daller Right in Kitty Bell's room.
"I'm done asking, Lord Judge." Lu nodded, then sat down and cast a glance in Gu Yan's direction.
Murray Liu: "Gu, you can start your inquiry."
In the dock, Joshua Dalle was so heartbroken that his face was stretched longer than a donkey. He gave up hope, and he could even predict how Gu Yan would raise his hand to the judge, indicating that he still had no problem.
Many people in the gallery didn't even look up, apparently thinking much the same as Joshua Daller.
However, this time, Gu Yan nodded at the judge.
He turned to Jim Cumming, glanced at the information, and said calmly, "Jim Cumming."
"Yes, it's me." Jim didn't show any impatience, and every time he was called, he puffed out his chest subconsciously.
Gu Yan pressed the playback control button, and a bird's-eye view was projected on the holographic screen. He walked around one of the rooms and said lightly, "This is your residence?"
Jim Cumming nodded: "Yes, as you can see, it's very close to Kitty Bell's house, only separated by the wall of her house and the wall of my house."
"Five minutes ago, Ms. Logan stood on the witness stand where you are standing now and mentioned one thing—she would quarrel with a drunk neighbor when she was throwing garbage almost every day." Gu Yan said, "You know that Who is the neighbor?"
Jim Cumming was embarrassed for a moment, his yellow eyes rolled, glanced at the prosecution lawyer, and retracted it.
Gu Yan was in no hurry and waited for him to speak calmly.
Jim Cumming bit the bullet and said, "Me."
The people in the auditorium began to talk with a "buzz", and many bored people began to sit up straight and look back at the defense table.
"You fall drunk next to this garbage disposal box almost every day, and sleep until the early hours of the morning or even come home early in the morning?" Gu Yan accurately circled the location of the garbage disposal box on the bird's-eye view.
It's not what Logan said, it's what he and Yan Suizhi saw in the video, clearly.
Jim Cumming opened his mouth.
Someone in the gallery whispered. After all, it's hard for an old drunk to make a good impression, and it's hard to establish a rational image of coherence. In fact, Jim Cumming's bloodshot eyes and puffy face prove that This, this will have a slight impact on the witness identity.
Gu Yan didn't wait for him to answer this time, "Did you drink that night on the 23rd?"
Jim Cumming shook his head frantically, "No! I really didn't drink that day on the 23rd! You also said that it was almost every day, not really every day. In fact, I didn't get drunk in the alley these days. I changed it. .and… "
He thought hard, and suddenly grabbed a driftwood: "I bought something at the straw convenience store on the night of the 23rd, and the clerk at that store, including the video in the store, can prove it."
He was smug again, "I'm very sober, and I didn't drink at all that day."
Gu Yan lowered his eyes, turned a page of records, and raised his eyes again to ask, "You passed by Kitty Bell's house and saw Joshua Dalle through the window after 7:50 pm? Before 8 pm?"
Jim Cumming nodded.
Gu Yan: "Why are you so sure about the time period?"
Jim Cumming: "I happened to look at the time on the wall when I checked out at the straw convenience store, and I remember it clearly, it was 7:45. It takes about 7 minutes to walk from the straw convenience store to my house. So I was entering my house. In front of the small courtyard, when I saw Kitty Bell's window, it should be after 7:50. And after I entered the house, I looked at the time again, and I remembered it very clearly, two minutes before 8."
This paragraph he said was very clear, and even indirectly proved that he was indeed sober that day and did not drink any clips.
"When you opened the door of your residence, you saw the window of Ms. Kitty Bell's house through a gap?" Gu Yan asked again.
"Yes."
"How far is your door from Bell's window?"
"About 7 meters."
"Facing?"
"A little oblique, just a little bit." Jim Cumming emphasized.
Gu Yan looked at his cloudy yellow eyes, "How is your vision?"
"Very good! Very good, no problem." Jim Cumming pointed to his eyes, "Yellow congestion is only because of drinking too much."
Gu Yan swept his gaze casually, and estimated the distance from the witness stand to the auditorium behind him, and wanted to pick a reference. As a result, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a handsome "A" written on the sheet of paper spread out in front of Yan Suizhi, as if he were approving an examination paper.
"… "
He was silent for a moment, then pointed to an auditor and asked Jim Cumming: "Can you see the number on the left chest of this gentleman's coat?"
Jim Cumming said immediately: "68!"
Everyone followed the hook to look over, and it was indeed 68. If you can see such a large number at this distance, it will not be a problem to see the face clearly at a distance of 7 meters.
After these questions were asked, the people who were listening were a little puzzled. They were a little confused about the purpose of Gu Yan, the defense lawyer. It even adds to the credibility of the other party.
Gu Yan still had a calm expression on his face: "So you can be sure that the person in Kitty Belle was Joshua Dalle? Did you see his face?"
Jim Cumming: "Yeah, I saw it! Very clearly! Thanks to seeing it, I'm glad I glanced over there and provided such an important piece of evidence, isn't it?"
"Just a glance?"
"right."
"Did you go to the window?"
"No, how could it be possible to go to the window, then go into someone else's yard." Jim Cumming said.
"Have you seen your facial features? Is there someone else who looks like Joshua?"
"No!" Jim Cumming said. "I can even see the mole under the corner of his eye. I can't be wrong."
"You went home after one glance?"
Jim Cumming looked a little regretful, "Yeah, Joshua Daller just came by when I saw it, I thought he was just a guest, didn't expect something like that to happen later. I just saw it Back home, after all, it's too cold outside, more than ten degrees below zero."
Gu Yan nodded, lowered his eyes and flipped through the pages on the desktop, took a sheet out of it, and clicked on the playback controller.
The content of the page he extracted was immediately displayed on the holographic screen in the courtroom, enough for everyone to see. That is the description of the crime scene and the state before and after the crime provided by the prosecution.
Gu Yan said: "On the 10th line of the 12th page of the restored data, at around 7:30 pm on the 23rd, Kitty Bell sat by the window and turned on the heating to do weaving. On the 14th line, Kitty Bell was shot during the incident. The back of his head, slumped on the left side of the seat, his hair rubbed against the water vapor on the bottom edge of the window glass."
"The heating is by the window, and it is a dozen degrees below zero outside. With the heating temperature set by Kitty Bell at the time, it only takes five minutes at most, and the window glass will be covered with a thick layer of water mist—"
He said, raised his eyelids and looked at Jim Cumming, and said solemnly: "Excuse me, how can you see through the fog at a distance of 7 meters without getting close to the window, and clearly see about the room in the room? Shua's facial features and the mole at the corner of his eye?"
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The whole place was silent.