Shang Yong did not refuse, as a bachelor, it is also a happy thing to have someone to accompany him for dinner, especially with friends who have known each other for many years.

After returning to the city, the two found a small restaurant and sat down, Fang Chaoyang hadn't eaten for a day, and he was also hungry, so he asked for a few more dishes.

"Chaoyang, I dragged you into the water and caused you a lot of trouble. Shang Yong replaced the wine with tea and toasted a glass.

"Don't talk about this, it is our mission to avenge Miao Yi, only in this way can we live up to the trust of the country and the oath we once made. Fang Chaoyang said.

"The case seems to have reached an impasse again, there are very few clues we can trace, and Qiu Dali can't provide too much. Shang Yong sighed.

"Watching them jump up and down, there must still be places that have not been cleaned, Dayong, we can't lose confidence. Fang Chaoyang returned the salute to Shang Yong.

"I hope to make a breakthrough in the short term, whether it is me or Xiaozhou, the pressure is unprecedented. ”

"Tomorrow night, Liu Jianjian's side, maybe there will be a harvest. ”

"This morning, I went to the Blue Sky Hotel and called up the registration list of the guests who settled in half a year ago, Liu Jianshe opened a room in 806, as for whether Zhu Hongli went to his room, it has been too long, and the service staff don't remember. ”

"This Liu Jianjian, friend and foe are inseparable!"

"Chaoyang, pay attention to the way you say it, he is a cannon barrel, if it is not him, and publicize this matter, it will be very detrimental to our future investigation. Shang Yong said.

"No problem, there is a boat to follow!" Fang Chaoyang said.

After dinner, the exhausted Fang Chaoyang returned home, fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was almost eight o'clock, and he was almost late for work.

After hurriedly washing up, Fang Chaoyang drove to the courthouse, and saw a middle-aged man* next to the gate from a distance, holding a cardboard sign in both hands.

There was a line written in black ink on it: Request the court to avenge my daughter!

The man's hair was like grass, his spirit was languishing, and he stood there motionless, more like a dusty statue.

Somewhat familiar, Fang Chaoyang still remembered that he had seen it at the calligraphy exhibition, and Sha Ziqiang, the father of the victim of the murder of the girl who ran at night. It seems that he is having a bad time.

Fang Chaoyang stopped the car, pulled the car door down, and walked in front of Sha Ziqiang.

"Judge, I, I don't want to come, but my wife won't agree. Sha Ziqiang choked.

"The court will be held the day after tomorrow, Mr. Sha, go back and tell your wife that the court will definitely make a fair verdict, please mourn and take care of your health." Fang Chaoyang persuaded.

"I'll listen to you, let's go. Sha Ziqiang put down the sign.

"Go back to get a haircut and put on clean clothes, I think, if Sha Meizi has a spirit in heaven, I don't want to see you like this. ”

"Thank you, Judge. Sha Ziqiang carried the sign and left silently, as a father, it seems that this is all he can do.

In the morning, Fang Chaoyang and two jurors held another meeting to study the murder of the girl who ran at night.

This case is very representative and can be tried in public, as a reminder to girls who love sports to pay more attention to their own safety, especially not to run to remote places at night.

"First, the defense lawyer provided a hundred signatures, asking the court not to sentence Shang Zaijun to death. Gao Yiwei took out a copy of the signed book and handed it to Fang Chaoyang.

Fang Chaoyang took it and looked at it carefully, the so-called signatures of 100 people were actually more than 30 families.

Over the years, Shang Zaijun has used the money earned from odd jobs to pick up rags to sponsor more than 30 children to go to college, and he has never talked about it to the public.

His daughter also discovered the incident after the crime, and according to the remittance records, she found these people and got the signature in front of her.

"I didn't expect it, the murderer was a good man before. Mu Fan said.

"Merit and demerit cannot be offset, no matter how much good you do, murder is also a felony. Fang Chaoyang waved his hand and frowned: "Two, have you found out, Shang Zaijun is funding all girls." ”

"I saw that he sponsored a group of female college students, but killed a female college student. Gao Yiwei said.

"It's contradictory. ”

"Perhaps, good and evil are just a thought, it's not easy to distinguish clearly!" Mu Fan said something very profound.

In Fang Chaoyang's view, this signature cannot be used as evidence for Shang Zaijun's sentencing to be committed, although the donation to education is commendable, but it is still an unforgivable crime for him to deprive a girl of her dignity and life and destroy a family.

When it was time to get off work, Hai Xiaozhou, who was cautious, borrowed a colleague's car, came to the courthouse again, picked up Chaoyang, and rushed to the city's No. 1 department store.

"Chaoyang, the night in the mountain village is unforgettable!" Hai Xiaozhou said with a smile.

"Don't mention it, it's a shadow of a lifetime, a nightmare. Fang Chaoyang said exaggeratedly.

"Your work is fine, you are faced with photos and videos, but Dayong and I are different, we need to see the corpse up close. To tell you the truth, the first time I participated in the autopsy scene, I almost vomited bile, and then I couldn't sleep for three consecutive nights and almost collapsed. "Sea Boat Road.

"So, you're all more daring than me, but I'm the one being targeted. ”

"Haha, the heavens will descend on the Si people!"

"Cut, how do I think that the suspect's hand can't reach the procuratorate and the public security, and I still think that the judge is easy to bully. ”

"No, as you say, you have the scepter of the law in your hand, and it is more valuable. "Sea Boat Road.

The two chatted all the way, walked through the noisy traffic, came to the underground parking lot of the First Department Store, and took the elevator to Liu Jianjian's office.

Hai Xiaozhou stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and there was a sound from inside, and the two pushed the door and walked in.

Liu Jianjian's office is not large, but it is also a suite with a lounge. At the moment, he is sitting behind his desk, wearing glasses, looking intently at a document.

Looking up and seeing that it was Fang Chaoyang and Hai Xiaozhou, Liu Jianshe showed a look of joy, quickly took off his glasses, and came over to shake hands.

"Welcome, Blooming!"

"Mr. Liu is polite, I won't blame me if I'm not invited!" Hai Xiaozhou said.

"Where's the matter, my father and I have been friends for many years, and we don't distinguish between them. Liu Jianshe waved his hand.

"Mr. Liu's office has a strong aroma of books. Fang Chaoyang praised that there were calligraphy works hanging on all four walls, in addition to Liu Jianjian's own writing, there were also some famous ink treasures.

Behind the desk, there is a large solid wood bookcase, the twenty-four histories, the Tao Te Ching, the Tang and Song Dynasty poetry anthologies, etc., are basically traditional ancient books. In addition to this, there are some trophies and medals for outstanding entrepreneurs and the like.

"Hehe, it's nice to say that it's vassal elegance, but in fact, it's just to put some gold on my face, I'm not highly educated, I don't learn more, and I can't keep up with the times. Liu Jianshe said with a smile.

"Mr. Liu, do you arrange to have dinner in the evening?" Hai Xiaozhou suddenly asked with a smile.