"This court believes that the defendant in the original trial ......"

In a certain courtroom of the Jiangcheng People's Court, a judge who is nearly sixty years old but has a different gaze reads the verdict solemnly.

Under the courtroom, the crowd was full of people, some of whom were destined to observe, but more were reporters from major news media in Jiangcheng.

With so many reporters being able to attract them, it is not difficult to imagine that this trial is a case with a high degree of topicality.

As soon as the court broke the news that the murderer of the most murderous 912 case in Jiangcheng in recent years was about to be pronounced, the major news media immediately excluded reporters from gathering at the Jiangcheng court.

Everyone in the courtroom, whether it was the public or the reporters, showed a look of disdain and resentment when they turned their eyes on Luo Wujie in the dock.

There was one exception.

Sitting in the corner of the courtroom, Luo Wenjie looked at his younger brother Luo Wujie from afar with heavy shackles on his hands and feet.

It is true that because of Luo Wujie, he was arrested and stayed in the Special Administration Bureau for several days, and Luo Wenjie did not treat his younger brother very well in Ping (rì), feeling that Luo Wujie (xìng) was too withdrawn and perverse, and he did not work hard in his studies and work.

But when he learned that Luo Wujie was a murderer, Luo Wenjie still felt extremely lost and heartbroken.

He felt that although his brother had many shortcomings, his essence was not bad, but why did things (qíng) develop like this in the end?

Luo Wenjie looked at Luo Wujie's blank face standing in the defendant's seat, and couldn't help but feel a deep sense of remorse in his heart.

If he could usually pay more attention to Luo Wujie even a little bit, or if he could find and dissuade Luo Wujie in time when he went astray, maybe Luo Wujie would not have fallen to the point where he is today.

Just when Luo Wenjie was extremely self-reproachful, a soft slender jade hand held Luo Wenjie's hand from the side, which was the hand of Han Ziyu, who accompanied Luo Wenjie to the trial.

Han Ziyu looked at Luo Wenjie, who was immersed in sadness, and couldn't help but feel very distressed.

She knew that a lot of things had happened in the Luo family recently, not only Luo Wujie's case.

Just over a week ago, Luo Wenjie's father, Luo Xudong, after learning that his second son Luo Wujie was actually the murderer of the 912 major serial murder case, only said "Why did I, Luo Xudong, give birth to such a bastard thing", and fainted out of breath.

After that, the court tried the case of Roche's production of fake and shoddy products, which caused serious injuries to the police officers of the Special Management Bureau, and finally the court ruled that Roche lost the lawsuit, compensated for all related losses, and will investigate the relevant responsible persons in accordance with the law.

As Luo Xudong expected at the beginning, as soon as the case was decided, the stock price of Luo's enterprise began to plummet, and several loans that the company applied for from the bank were all rejected.

Seeing that the company's capital chain was broken and was about to face the risk of bankruptcy, Luo Xudong could only reluctantly start to sell some of the company's properties, and even Luo Xudong, the villa of the Luo family in the suburbs, planned to dispose of it in exchange for liquidity.

A series of accidents made Luo Xudong angry and anxious, and Luo Xudong was old (shēn) and already had a lot of hidden diseases, and finally one day when he was in a meeting in the company, Luo Xudong fainted directly in the conference room.

Then Luo Xudong was sent to the hospital, and after a doctor's examination, it was found that Luo Xudong had a heart problem and had to be hospitalized for treatment

Luo Xudong is not only a Luo company, but also the pillar of the Luo family, and his fall is naturally a great blow to the Luo family.

Not long after Luo Xudong was hospitalized, Yuan Danping, who had been suffering from high blood pressure, also had anxiety (qíng) caused her blood pressure to soar, although it was not to the point of hospitalization, but she also needed to recuperate at home.

It is precisely because of this that today, when Luo Wujie was sentenced (rì), only Luo Wenjie came to the entire Luo family.

Feeling the temperature of Wen (rè) coming from Han Ziyu's palm, Luo Wenjie turned his head to look at Han Ziyu next to (shēn), and felt warm in his heart.

"Based on the facts of the defendant Luo Wujie's crime, the nature of the crime, the degree of harm to society, and in accordance with the provisions of Article 232, Article 57, Paragraph 1, Article 67, Paragraph 1, and Article 36, Paragraph 1 of the Criminal Punishment of the People's Republic of China, and Articles 27 and 28 of the Supreme People's Court's Interpretation of Several Issues Concerning the Application of Law in Cases of Compensation for Damages by Persons (shēn), the judgment is as follows. ”

After a lengthy statement, the judge finally began to pronounce the final sentence on Luo Wujie.

"1. Defendant Luo Wujie committed the crime of forced (jiān), intentional homicide, and was sentenced to death and deprived of political rights for the end (shēn). 2. The Plaintiff in the Civil Action for Incidental Compensation by the Defendant ......"

After the judge finished reading all the verdicts and announced his withdrawal from the courtroom, the group of impatient media reporters sitting in the courtroom immediately rushed to the courtroom, some of them stopped the judge who was about to leave, and some rushed towards Luo Wujie.

In an instant, the entire courtroom was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Glancing at the judge, who was forced to stay for the interview, and his younger brother Luo Wujie, who was taken away by the bailiff, Luo Wenjie silently lowered his head and left (shēn).

Walking out of the courtroom, Luo Wenjie stood in front of the windowsill, breathing in the fresh air outside, and his depressed and almost crazy heart (qíng) was finally relieved.

"Wen Jie, what are you going to do next?" Han Ziyu, who had been following Luo Wenjie (shēn), asked softly beside him.

"I don't know, I might appeal for my Wu Jie! Luo Wenjie shook his head and replied a little blankly.

"Xiaoyu, you are a lawyer, do you think it is possible for Wu Jie to change the sentence to life?" After a while, Luo Wenjie asked Han Ziyu.

“......”

Han Ziyu didn't know how to answer, because judging from the crime committed by Luo Wenjie, it must be the death penalty, and it was absolutely impossible to change the sentence, but she saw that Luo Wenjie was so depressed, and it didn't look like hitting him.

Seeing Han Ziyu's hesitation, Luo Wenjie didn't speak for a long time, so he also understood what Han Ziyu meant, and let out a long sigh.

"Wenjie, everything will be fine!" Han Ziyu didn't know how to comfort Luo Wenjie at this moment, so he had to say.

"Will it get better!I'm afraid our Luo family will never get better again!" Luo Wenjie shook his head helplessly.

Han Ziyu, who knows the Luo family's (qíng) very well, knows very well that Luo Wenjie is not only referring to the case of his younger brother Luo Wujie, but also the fact that the capital chain of the Luo family is broken and on the verge of bankruptcy (qíng).

"Wen Jie, I believe that with your ability, you will definitely be able to come up with a way to save Roche. Han Ziyu said.

Although Luo Wenjie knew that Han Ziyu was just comforting himself by saying this, his heart (qíng) was still much better.

Turning his head to look at Han Ziyu, Luo Wenjie's eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth several times to say something, but in the end he closed it again

mouth.

Seeing Luo Wenjie's appearance of saying something and stopping, Han Ziyu asked suspiciously, "Wenjie, what do you want to say to me?"

"I ......" Luo Wenjie still looked very hesitant, but after a fierce ideological struggle, Luo Wenjie still spoke: "Xiaoyu, you know that I have always liked you!"

"Huh?" Luo Wenjie's topic changed too quickly, so that Han Ziyu couldn't get used to it for a while, but soon Han Ziyu reacted, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush with shame immediately.

"Hmm!" Han Ziyu buried her head and answered in a voice that was almost only audible to herself.

"Xiaoyu, do you like me?" Luo Wenjie asked as he looked at Han Ziyu tightly.

Han Ziyu knew very well what Luo Wenjie wanted to express, but Luo Wenjie's sudden confession really caught her off guard, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

So Han Ziyu could only shake his head and whispered: "I, I don't know!"

"Xiaoyu, then are you willing to be my girlfriend?" Luo Wenjie continued to ask as if he hadn't heard Han Ziyu's answer.

"I ......" Although Han Ziyu guessed that Luo Wenjie would ask this, when Luo Wenjie asked, Han Ziyu's heart still trembled violently, and he immediately raised his head to look at Luo Wenjie.

Silence, long silence, the hesitation and entanglement in the air seemed to freeze time.

After a long time, seeing that Han Ziyu was silent for a long time, Luo Wenjie lowered his head in frustration, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Xiaoyu, I know that my question may be too abrupt to raise at this time, so if you don't think about it, or if you don't want to be my girlfriend, it doesn't matter, don't worry about me." ”

After Luo Wenjie finished speaking, he glanced at Han Ziyu deeply, and then turned (shēn) and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

Watching Luo Wenjie's lonely back gradually drift away, remembering the deep (qíng) glance that Luo Wenjie had just before leaving, Han Ziyu's gaze slowly became firm.

"Wen Jie, I do!" Han Ziyu shouted to Luo Wenjie in the distance.

Hearing Han Ziyu say the three words "I do" after himself (shēn), Luo Wenjie immediately stopped and turned his head in disbelief.

When Luo Wenjie saw Han Ziyu rushing towards him, his face instantly showed ecstasy, and then Luo Wenjie also ran towards Han Ziyu.

On the corridor outside the courtroom, Luo Wenjie and Han Ziyu hugged each other tightly, staring into each other's eyes, and needless to say, their lips were firmly pressed together, and a deep (qíng) kiss began.

The tongue and tongue stirred together, sucking each other's saliva (shǔn), and at that moment, the souls of Luo Wenjie and Han Ziyu seemed to blend together.

Behind a stone pillar in the corridor, Li Ye stared blankly at what was happening in front of him, (shēn) Zizi couldn't move as if he was petrified.

Everything around him was so silent, and the quiet Li could clearly hear his heartbeat.

It grew heavier and heavier, slower and slower, until at last there was a click, the sound of heartbreak.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Wenjie and Han Ziyu had already left, and Li, who had been standing in place for a long time, finally moved.

At this time, Li Ye's table (qíng) returned to its calm (rì), and he dragged the heavy (shēn) sub towards the elevator entrance step by step.