"Where was I last Saturday..." He raised his head, with a mocking smile on his lips, "What does it have to do with you?"
Just knew he would say that.
My palms were sweating quickly, I stared at him tightly and said, "It's you, right?"
He looked at me inexplicably, not quite understanding what I meant: "What?"
I watched his expression for any clues, but unfortunately, he seemed to have a clear conscience, as if he had no idea what I was talking about.
It's like the young man who came out of the bar late at night and was stopped by the police after driving a block. It looked like he was 100% drunk and driving, but it turned out that he didn't drink a drop and only ordered a glass of juice at the bar. Bizarre, but true.
"It's nothing." I smiled, "It's just... I was accidentally bitten by a mad dog last week. I was just wondering if you sent it."
He frowned, with a bit of meanness mixed into his tone, his eyes returned to the laptop screen, and he began to type: "Lu Feng, I suspect that you have mental problems. You'd better go to the hospital for a psychiatric appointment."
That's the funniest slander I've heard in years. He himself is not normal, and he asked me to see a doctor, so has he seen a doctor himself
"I don't need to bother you." I took a last look at his shoes, turned around and walked towards the door, and sent my most sincere blessings without looking back, "I wish you a crushing defeat, Lawyer Sheng."
When I was going out, I happened to see Wu Yi walking in front of me holding a stack of documents, I called him to stop him, and when he saw it was me, he stepped back in front of me in surprise.
"Mr. Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time." He glanced at the place where I came out, "It's a coincidence, today I ran into you at the company. It's really a brother, and I have a good heart."
Sheng Min'ou may not want such a tacit understanding.
"I was busy a while ago, I just passed by today, so I came to have a look. Say goodbye to Mr. Lu and Mr. Ma, just call me Afeng." I put my arm on his shoulder and took him two steps into the corner, "Recently So busy, are you dealing with the case about Luo Zhengyun?"
Wu Yi is not as reclusive as Sheng Minou, and still has a bit of a fledgling foolishness. He glanced left and right, seeing that no one was paying attention to our corner, so he lowered his voice and said, "It's that big star, he's such a hot potato, it's a little worrying."
"Can you win?"
"Although it's hot, but the teacher's words can always win."
My heart skipped a beat: "So powerful?"
Wu Yi immediately said with an expression of "you don't know much, I don't care about you": "In the years when the teacher was the chief legal counsel of Meiteng, all the lawsuits about Meiteng were all, and none of them ended in victory."
"The outside world only thinks that the law firm that cooperates with Meiteng is so powerful, and the lawyers' methods are so superb, but they don't know that those strategies and defense directions are actually formulated by the teacher. Not only in terms of litigation, but also in his methods of avoiding legal risks. It is even more incomparable. If Mr. Xiao is compared to Mei Teng's uncompromising king, then the teacher is the sharp sword in his hand. He uses him to overcome thorns and thorns, and he is invincible." His eyes sparkled, full of yearning, "That's why When I knew that the teacher was leaving Mei Teng, the reason why I had to follow him in a shameless manner. Learning from such a peerless famous sword, I earned money every day, and I only learned a little superficially, and I will benefit for life."
Wu Yi didn't know if Sheng Minou had added a fan filter, but his words did give me some bad premonitions. I just don't know what kind of person the prosecutor in charge of this case is, and whether he can be on par with Sheng Minou, or even better.
In the evening, I called Mo Qiu and told him not to surf the Internet until the case was over. It would be best to unplug the network cables at home. He might have sensed something, and the voice agreed, and in turn comforted me and told me not to worry too much. She also said that the prosecutor is a very gentle woman, very reliable, and she will definitely bring Luo Zhengyun to justice.
After hanging up the phone, I searched the Internet for relevant information about this case. It doesn't matter if you don't check, after checking, you will find that Luo Zhengyun and the others have already started a public opinion war. They completely molded Mo Qiu into an image of a male fan with delusional disorder. In the true and false news of passers-by, those accounts who spoke for Mo Qiu at the beginning gradually became silent, and more people chose to watch, thinking that this is The beginning of the "reversal".
Many people questioned the possibility of Luo Zhengyun sexually assaulting a man, and it could even be seen from the words that they didn't think it was a big deal for a man to be violently assaulted by another man.
They've always seen it as a high-brow showbiz affair, not a nasty crime.
The judges, prosecutors, and even Sheng Minou who were in charge of the case were introduced in detail on the Internet. Everyone was paying attention to this case, whether they were fans of Luo Zhengyun or not, they were all waiting for the first trial.
I am also waiting.
Not only am I waiting, I plan to see it for myself.
But because the case was too high-profile and there were too many people who wanted to observe it, the audition papers had to be distributed by lottery.
On the day I went to the lottery, I saw Yi Dazhuang in the crowd.
The court staff kept reporting the numbers on the stage, and the crowd below cheered and sighed from time to time. Yi Dazhuang held the sign in his hands and kept praying to the sky. It seemed that he hadn't won yet.
I walked up to him and suddenly said, "What's the date?"
Yi Dazhuang was so frightened that he took a big step to the side, saw that it was me, patted his chest and said: "Brother Feng, you are so easy to get into trouble! I was so scared that I almost lost my soul."
"Let me change one with you." I suggested.
"doing what?"
"I think your number is good."
In fact, I want both, one more ticket, one point more hope of drawing.
Sensing the crisis, Yi Dazhuang clutched his baby tag tightly, and refused to change it with me. Just when I was about to snatch it, suddenly the staff on the stage burst out another number, and I froze for a while, unfolding I took a look at my own label and made sure that the number on it was correct.
"I'll go, Brother Feng, did you get it?" Yi Dazhuang's eyes turned green with jealousy, "Can I trade it now?"
"It's too late." I waved the small note at him, strode towards the staff, and exchanged the ticket for an admission ticket to the trial.
Yi Dazhuang was still not reconciled, and kept chasing me: "No, I have a mission, and if you have nothing to do, just leave it to me?"
"No."
"Please eat."
"No."
"Three meals, please."
"Do not."
"Ten tons?"
"A hundred meals will not be allowed."
"Depend on."
On the day of the trial, my right eye kept twitching, and I forgot to bring an umbrella when I went out, so I was drenched in the rain for a while.
A considerable number of reporters and fans were already waiting outside the gate of the court early in the morning. Many of them held up their banners and chose to silently support their idols outside the court. They believed from the bottom of their hearts that Luo Zhengyun was a poor little man who had been framed and slandered, and that some evil and powerful force must be trying to bring him down.
I hurriedly shook off the raindrops on my body and entered the court. At this time, the auditorium of Luo Zhengyun's case had already started to enter.
Not long after we sat down, the bailiff came to maintain order and asked us to mute our mobile devices and refrain from making loud noises, otherwise we might be asked out of court at any time.
Two minutes later, after the entire courtroom fell silent, the twelve-member jury entered, followed by both the prosecution and the defense, and finally the judge entered, and the bailiff completely closed the door.
When Sheng Min'ou entered the arena, he glanced casually at the auditorium, and it happened to come to me, his eyes paused slightly.
I smiled at him and kissed him passionately.
Sheng Min'ou turned his eyes away indiscriminately, and strode towards his position with big strides, as if he didn't pay attention to me.
Behind him was Luo Zhengyun. His appearance caused an uproar in the auditorium. Many people disregarded the bailiff's persuasion to support him, and a small group of people even started to cry for no reason. It wasn't until the judicial police tried to chase them away with a straight face, and these people had a hard time—