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No, Su Lan won't pretend, she won't lie to herself.

"You see, Su Lan actually has a lot of things to hide from Song Chi, this powerful woman, she is just using him." Tang Zhanpeng, who was sitting in the court, said to Zhang Yulin in a low voice.

Seeing Song Chi's anxious look, Zhang Yulin knew that Song Chi had also begun to rise up without a master. If Su Lan did this, he would hurt Song Chi.

Cao Bohua, who had been sitting in the front row of the court, had a very ugly face. He couldn't believe that Su Lan would do such a thing.

"I don't remember exactly, my head is so dizzy...... I really can't think of anything more. Su Lan covered her head, her face painful. Song Chi continued: "She is not feeling well, she is pregnant, she needs to rest, you can let her go!" ”

The presiding judge signaled that the witnesses could leave the table. When Song Chi left the scene, he deliberately looked at Su Lan, showed a concerned look, and then walked out resolutely.

"Prosecution, do you have anything else to prove?" The presiding judge asked again. The prosecutor stood up and signaled that he had something to say.

Most of the investigative evidence presented by the prosecution just now was only before Cao Mingxuan's death, and now the prosecutor will cross-examine the scene of the crime. The prosecutor said: "After forensic calculations, the deceased Cao Mingxuan died on the 27th of last month, between 3 and 6 p.m., what are you doing during this time?" ”

Su Lan replied: "I don't remember exactly, I went shopping at Carrefour that afternoon, and then I had a headache, so I went home to sleep." I slept until more than 9 p.m. ”

The prosecutor added: "That means that you didn't have time to witness during that time?" Were you sleeping alone at home at the time of the crime? ”

Su Lan nodded in agreement.

Then, the prosecutor gave a brief description of the scene at the time of the crime. After investigating the crime scene, the police found that the deceased Cao Mingxuan's hands were tied to the back of the chair, and the chair was chained to the stone pillar. Judging by the signs at the scene, there are no traces of activity of the deceased. That is, the deceased never left his chair from the time he was kidnapped to the time he was killed.

The deceased had duct tape on his mouth, and there were multiple marks of abuse on his head, neck, chest, and legs. A later autopsy by the medical examiner confirmed that the deceased had died from a blow to the head, resulting in a ruptured skull.

In addition, the police also found the murder weapon at the scene, a solid iron rod with a diameter of about 10 centimeters. Surprisingly, no fingerprints were found at the scene other than the fingerprints of the deceased.

Iron rods, chairs, walls, etc., there are obvious traces of wiping, so no useful fingerprints are left.

From this point of view, this kidnapping and murder case was carefully designed, the murderer's awareness of anti-reconnaissance was very high, and almost no useful clues were left at the scene.

"The murderer was very cunning and showed no traces. However, through the meticulous investigation work of the police, we still found some clues. After the prosecutor finished speaking, he asked the court police to take a photo to Su Lan.

Su Lan looked at the photo and looked a little panicked. "How did you get this picture?"

"The red gloves in the photo, are they yours?" The prosecutor asked the defendant. Su Lan responded: "This pair of gloves is indeed mine, but I lost it a month ago, how did you find it?" ”

The prosecutor said: "The police did not find anything at the scene of the crime, but at the corner of the stairs on the first floor, they found this pair of red gloves. No one usually comes in this unfinished building, and occasionally some homeless people come here. This pair of high-grade red gloves is obviously not a tramp's. So the police suspect that it was left behind by the kidnappers. ”

"We took this pair of gloves and confirmed it to the deceased's father, Cao Bohua, who recognized it at a glance that this was a birthday gift from his son to Su Lan." The prosecutor added.

Su Lan shouted on the spot: "This is impossible! How could my gloves be there! Someone must have framed me! ”

Seeing Su Lan, who was almost crazy, the two court policemen hurriedly stopped her.

"Now that this case has been ironcladly proven, I can't allow you to quibble!" The prosecutor snapped.

Su Lan's legs were numb, and her whole body was trembling. The cold atmosphere made her feel the danger of suffocation. The prosecutor's aggressive words still echoed in his ears. The people and things in front of me also slowly began to become. "No, I really didn't kill Ming Xuan...... I didn't have ......"

Seeing this, the prosecutor shook his head at Su Lan. He immediately took out a photograph and handed it to the presiding judge. When the presiding judge saw it, he immediately asked, "Where did this picture come from?" ”

"As the so-called Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky. Before his death, the deceased designated the murderer in this case! The prosecutor confidently said: "The chair in this photo is the chair where the deceased was tied." If you look closely, on the back leg, there are four words written on it. From the handwriting above, it can be seen that this was carved little by little by the deceased with his own fingernails when his hands were tied. After the identification of the forensic personnel, it was confirmed that the handwriting on the chair legs was glued with the skin dander from the deceased's fingernails. In other words, the words on the legs of the chair were engraved by the deceased. ”

Hearing the prosecutor say this, there was silence in the courtroom. Everyone wants to know what four words the deceased Cao Mingxuan left before he died.

The prosecutor said loudly: "The four words written by the deceased are that Su Lan killed me!" ”

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was shocked! The four words "Su Lan killed me" were engraved on the chair legs! Before he died, the deceased engraved the words "Su Lan killed me"!

There is no doubt that the deceased must have seen the murderer before he was alive. The name he wrote down has identified the murderer very clearly!

Su Lan heard the prosecutor's accusation and the sound of coaxing in the courtroom, and her originally weak and powerless body suffered a heavy blow again! She rolled her eyes and collapsed in the dock, unconscious.

The medical staff at the scene immediately went to court for treatment, but Su Lan was still unconscious.

Therefore, the presiding judge had no choice but to adjourn the trial and wait for the defendant to recover before reconvening the trial.

When Zhang Yulin walked out of the trial hall, he saw Song Chi hiding in the corner alone, looking very sad. Zhang Yulin wanted to go over to comfort him, but was stopped by Tang Zhanpeng. "It's the result of his own fault! What are you doing with pity for him, this person is already hopeless! Tang Zhanpeng said.

"Song Chi, are you okay?" Zhang Yulin broke free of Tang Zhanpeng's arm and came to Song Chi's side.

Song Chi muttered to himself, "Weishenme will be like this...... Su Lan, she is innocent......"

Zhang Yulin's nose was sour, and he persuaded: "You have also seen today's trial, and the facts and evidence are very clear. The time, motive, murder weapon, evidence, and even the deceased Cao Mingxuan determined that Su Lan was the murderer! You did everything you had to do for her. Don't do that to yourself anymore, there are some things that you can't change. ”

"Nope! You don't understand, you don't understand anything! Song Chi suddenly roared: "I must rescue her!" I used to promise her ......"

Seeing this, Tang Zhanpeng couldn't wait to slap him twice. "Zhang Yulin, let's go, this kind of person is not worthy of you to be good to him! For the sake of a woman who is not worthy of his liking, he is willing to be used by her, which is so stupid! ”

"Song Chi, cheer up! Stop pestering you senselessly! Zhang Yulin was dragged away by Tang Zhanpeng, and looked back at Song Chi while talking.

Song Chi leaned against the wall, still silent, as if he had been spelled.