"Isn't it?" Gu Yan said.
Yan Suizhi replied in his heart: Yes, that's right.
But he started to talk nonsense. This person saved the time to make up the nonsense. He almost opened his mouth and said, "I don't seem to have said that this is the first time I have come into contact with this kind of thing?"
Gu Yan looked at him.
Yan Suizhi began to talk: "My father is also a lawyer, and I have been in contact with him too many things. There were a few times when he was talking to people in the study without ear buckles, and I accidentally overheard them, which was ten times more intense than this. I've heard them all. The first time I heard it, I was young, and I was shocked. Then I heard it again, and it was the same."
Professor Yan Da is well versed in the essence of nonsense. He cannot be too specific. Only people who know they are deceiving people will talk at length and intentionally describe some convincing details in order to convince the other party.
This is called three hundred taels of silver in this place, and a guilty conscience.
When talking about something in a real small talk, unless you are in a hurry, you will explain it in a few words, even if you have mentioned it. Because he is telling the truth, he will not worry about whether the other party believes it or not.
After he finished speaking, Yu Guang glanced at Gu Yan's face.
I didn't see it clearly, but anyway, I didn't stare at him with any "penetrating eyes of inquiry", and the steps didn't stop. It seemed that he just asked casually and listened to the explanation.
"Did you cry?" After a while, Gu Yan suddenly said this.
Yan Suizhi: "???"
"I said, did you hear those people cry when you were young?" Gu Yan asked lukewarmly.
Yan Suizhi: "..."
This classmate, you turned your head to look at me and said, who did you say was crying
But obviously, Lawyer Gu just crossed time to ridicule the sentence "he was a child" again, and didn't mean to wait for his answer seriously.
When he came back to his senses, Gu Yan was already two steps ahead of him.
But it was the question just now that made Yan Suizhi, who was accustomed to being casual, realize that he might be too ignorant to cover up. In fact, he didn't worry about anything else, except that he couldn't bear the shame.
Especially embarrassing in front of their own students.
The Magistrate's Court in Wine City is very close to the detention center, only a ten-minute walk away.
The Magistrate's Court is the most basic court. It deals with all kinds of trivial and messy procedures and cases every day. It is not as solemn and quiet as many people imagine, and sometimes even unexpectedly noisy, such as the place to apply for bail.
It was not the first time for Yan Suizhi to come here, but every time he came, he wanted to sigh with emotion that the public prosecutors in the wine city had worked really hard, and it took eight hundred lifetimes of blood mold to be arranged here.
There were many people gathered in groups of three or five in the hall, messy, and holographic simulation paper pages were everywhere.
"I seem to have entered a poultry farm..." Yan Suizhi laughed dryly and leaned against the door with a very honest look, "This time, I am guarding the duty that an intern should have, not robbing Teacher Gu. The place is, let's go."
Gu Yan: "..."
He was also assigned to this intern after 800 lifetimes of blood mold.
Gu Yan stood two steps away, with his hands in the pockets of his woolen coat, his back straight, half-drooping his eyelids, looking at someone leaning against the door, after a moment of silence he said calmly, "I can't Don't remind you, submitting a bail application happens to be an intern's job."
As he spoke, he rushed into the door and raised his chin, "Go and do your duty."
Yan Suizhi beat the student who was pushing his nose on the face in his heart, but smiled, he straightened up patiently, turned his head and entered the door.
The suddenly amplified noise hit him in the face.
He leaned over to pass the people who were signing autographs everywhere, and walked to the edge of the high platform.
Standing behind the stage was a young lady in a formal suit. Generally speaking, this kind of thing is also done by young people who have just entered the courthouse. She glanced at Yan Suizhi, and reflexively tapped the virtual brain key in front of her, "Apply for bail?"
"Yes, Cold Lake Detention Center, Joshua Darler, charged with burglary."
The lady followed the information he said, tapped the virtual key a few times, and confirmed again, "Dalle... 14 years old?"
"right."
"Get the application form."
After she finished speaking, her brain spit out a page. The form on the page clearly displayed Joshua Daller's personal information. The following is the unified application language.
As far as the current regulations of the alliance are concerned, the bail itself does not need to be applied for, but the reviewer voluntarily confirms whether a suspect should apply for bail. Only when the reviewer thinks that it should not be applicable, does a lawyer need to apply on the initiative, and then the court will arrange a hearing on the same day or the next day according to the order of applications.
Therefore, the procedure of submitting the application itself is extremely simple. Generally, I like to let the intern do it. Anyway, there is no need to worry about it.
Yan Suizhi glanced at Joshua Daller's information from beginning to end, nodded and said, "That's right."
"Just sign it." The lady pointed to the table where the crowd gathered in front of her. "There is an electronic pen there, or you can write directly with your fingers."
One of Yan Sui looked at the group of people with a big head, smiled and said, "I'd better use my hands."
The lady pouted, "You look like you just graduated, intern?"
"Yeah." Yan Suizhi replied.
"It's good, at least I can come out and run. I'm also an intern, and I've been standing here for almost a month." This girl has been standing here for a month, and she didn't take the initiative to chat with anyone. The desire to chat a little bit probably comes from Yan Gou's instinct.
Yan Suizhi raised his eyes and smiled, "What about before this? It took a month to sort out the files?"
"how do you know?"
"I also practiced in court a long time ago."
"A long time ago?" The lady was a little confused.
"Yeah." He didn't lift his head, he answered casually, raised his hand and signed it, the strokes flying like phoenixes.
But after dancing twice, suddenly stopped again, and silently clicked Cancel.
"Why is it cancelled?"
Because I almost signed "Yan Suizhi"...
With a smile, he said, "The writing is ugly." Then he honestly wrote the words Ruan Ye and chose to confirm the submission.
"All right."
Yan Suizhi raised his eyes and said to the lady standing behind the high platform, "Thank you."
"Goodbye." She smiled.
"As someone who has come here, I'll tell you that you'll be able to do something real next month." Yan Suizhi waved his hand, then turned around and went out the door.
When he went out, Gu Yan was already a little impatient. Of course, you can't tell from his expression alone.
"Let's go." Yan Suizhi tilted her head, "Go ahead and see the results."
Gu Yan pointed to the holographic screen and said with admiration: "Ruan Ye, you signed the two words for five minutes."
Yan Suizhi raised his eyebrows, "Because the name is not easy to write, it was ugly the first time."
Gu Yan said calmly, "It's still ugly to write a signature for more than 20 years, so don't blame it for being difficult to write."
Yan Suizhi: "?"
Who is ugly
He wanted to put the framed signature of the law school on the student's face.
The large display board in the front hall of the court scrolls various information in columns, and the column in the lower left corner is the hearing time scheduled for the bail application.
Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan waited less than five minutes before Joshua Dale got out.
"Tomorrow at 10 o'clock." Yan Suizhi said, "It's okay, it's not too far from lunch time, the judge won't be so hungry and upset."
"Well, let's go."
After the two came out of the court, they stopped another car on the side of the road.
This time the driver didn't talk much, but because of this, he looked a little bit fierce.
There are not many parallel roads in the wine city, so drivers here always like to step on the gas pedal first, and then ask for the destination. When the driver spoke, Yan Suizhi understood why he didn't like to talk.
Because his voice was so uncomfortable, it was as hoarse as a mouthful of grit.
"Where to?" the driver asked briefly.
"Kanlan Avenue." Gu Yan zoomed in on the map on the smartphone and said.
This place in Jiucheng is full of black cars, and few of them are under supervision, so even the car can't be located, and every time I have to look at the map to find the street name.
Yan Suizhi knew about the place on Cabbage Avenue. If there was any place in the city where they lived that could barely seem like normal people, it was only Cabbage Avenue, where there were several hotels that didn't seem to eat people.
Gu Yan was obviously also experienced, so he probably made an appointment there.
Yan Suizhi was right.
The place Gu Yan booked was a high-end hotel called Yincha... The high-end hotel within the wine city can be translated as "non-black shop".
That's all.
When the two stood at the front desk of the hotel, the person in charge of registration was a young man.
A young man with braids, a row of ear studs and a lip stud. He glanced at Yan Suizhi and the others, looked back and forth without hesitation, and then smiled like the first driver.
Gu Yan has always regarded other people's strange behavior as non-existent. His face did not change, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at the person, and said coldly: "There is an appointment."
Fortunately, the young man was more sensible than the previous driver, and he could get better even without mentioning the detention center's illness. He nodded, changed his appearance to be more serious, and said to Gu Yan, "Please report the communication number."
Gu Yan said: "1971182."
"Okay, I'll register, wait a moment." The young man threw a candy into his mouth and said vaguely.
Yan Suizhi paused for a while, then suddenly "hiss".
"What?" Gu Yan frowned and glanced at him, "Toothache?"
Yan Suizhi's brows furrowed deeper than his: "What's your communication number??? Do you report it again???"