Chapter 987: First Trial
In the morning, in the No. 1 Court of the local district court, an anxious lawsuit was going on. The trial of the case was very clear, and the determination of the facts of the suspect's crime could even be said to be thunderous and swift, but the verdict was delayed.
This is a common requirement of both the police and the prosecution. Although the chief judge was embarrassed, considering the suspect's special identity and the facts of the crime, he could only cooperate with the trial.
Everyone's focus is on the forces behind this suspect. Because the prosecution insisted on asking the truth, there was no substantive progress in the preliminary trial in the morning, resulting in the entire factual trial being delayed into the afternoon.
The chief referee is a seventy-six old man, his hair is white, his sleeves are wide and dragged on the ground, he is indifferent to the suspect, and there is no good way in the court.
The referee looked at the wall clock in the center of the court - this was the ninth time he had done this, and the first time he had been so cramped in his life in the local enforcement court. After all, the stakes are very high, and the police's determination of facts is clear, but the investigation of the facts behind the crime of this prisoner has yet to be verified.
The referee also knew in his heart, he was like a mirror in his heart, very clear, the police station's careful thinking, how could he not know? It's just that although I understand it thoroughly, there is nothing I can do. After all, this case is the most serious situation that Lincheng has faced in more than ten years.
The old referee yawned, seeing that it was not long before he could take a break, and the long interrogation was about to knock down the hammer in his hand, waiting for the afternoon trial, when an old man suddenly stepped forward to the witness stand.
The old referee looked over, only to see a lean old man in front of the witness stand with a high spirit, as if there was no end in sight in his eyes, he just stood straight, as if there was an inexplicable deterrent emanating from his body.
The old referee suddenly looked at it attentively, saw the man's hard face, and asked, "The old gentleman is a prosecution witness?" β
The old man's nose was slender, and the lines on his face were rough with a hint of forbearance: "Yes." β
"Name and Occupation." The old referee yawned and asked again.
"My surname is Guan, and I don't remember my name very much." The old man's voice hummed like a bell.
The old referee didn't bother to ask so much, nodded, and asked again: "What about the profession?" β
The old man's brows furrowed, and his old face was like a dry bark blooming slightly: "I can't say this." β
"Can't tell?" The old referee suddenly came to his senses: "Mr. Guan, this is the court, come here to testify, we must at least know your identity and position, so that we can trust your testimony, please cooperate." β
"That's what you say." The old man paused, tightened the leather vest of his shirt, and said, "I am the butler of a well-known young detective, and I have been working for about twenty years. β
"Butler? Detective? The referee had a look of surprise on his face, and the topic was like the West of the last century.
Voices of doubt and surprise rang out all around the courtroom.
The chief magistrate reorganized the courtroom, cleared his throat, and looked back and forth on the old man surnamed the official, and felt more and more that he was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Old man official, what do you want to prove when you appear in court?"
"In my opinion, neither the prosecution nor the trial side seem to be interested in the case in front of them." He glanced at the presiding judge and said bluntly, "Presiding judge,
With all due respect, I even think that you had a moment thinking that you would simply knock the hammer in your hand and let this boring and long trial come to an end as soon as possible. What's wrong with me? β
The chief referee was so choked by the old man's words that he couldn't say half a word to refute, he frowned, coughed embarrassedly twice, and then said: "It depends on the specific process of the trial, in fact, until now, we have not found a connection between the suspect and the serial murder case." Although the police made this claim, because the suspect did not cooperate much, it ...... Therefore, the Tribunal really did not find it necessary to continue the trial. β
The old man squinted at the referee, put his hands behind his waist, and asked, "In this case, if this trial is directly concluded, what will happen to the questioning and interrogation of the suspect?" β
The referee scratched his nose and said: "It also depends on the specific verdict - but if the suspicion of murder is confirmed, the nature is extremely heinous, and even the prosecution's claim is established, depending on the situation, this court may impose a sentence of life or more." When the time comes...... The suspect is escorted to a higher court, and we can't take care of it. β
"In other words, the progress of this case will continue to drag on, right?" The old man was like an anti-guest, squinting and asking step by step.
The referee tilted his head helplessly, and this can indeed be said.
"So witness, do you have any evidence that this suspect has a connection to the above-mentioned entangled case? If you are able to provide evidence, I think the next trial will be dominated by the police investigation, and this court may also consider appropriately postponing the date of entry into force of the sentence. However, if it is not possible, the court can only deal with it in accordance with the law. β
The old man stared at the referee for a long time and asked, "I do have such evidence in my hand, which can prove the relationship between the two." β
"Then you hurry up and hand it over to the prosecution, and the afternoon trial will focus on this!" The referee's eyes lit up.
However, the old man shook his head with a bitter face: "But it can't be done." β
"Can't do it?" The referee asked, squinting.
"I can't do it." The old man looked straight at the referee and said, "It really can't be done." Although there is evidence, it is limited to some factors and cannot be submitted to you. β
The chief referee was surprised and asked, "Where do you start with this?" What kind of evidence is it? β
The old man's eyes flickered slightly: "It's testimony - about the testimony left by the suspect himself." β
"Where is the testimony?" The referee's eyes glanced at the suspect who was taken into custody, and the latter's eyes seemed to be dead, and he looked blankly at everything that happened in the courtroom, and there was no movement in the morning of the trial.
"It's about a police officer. She was also the first discoverer of the suspect. The old man said.
"Is she among the prospective witnesses for this trial? The Court wants to testify directly from this officer. The referee asked impatiently.
The old man shook his head and said, "According to the rules of the prosecution and the trial, because of the level and rank restrictions, this police officer can only be used as circumstantial evidence, and he can't even set foot in the courtroom." β
"Who the hell is she?" The referee was in a hurry.
"She is the captain of the criminal police squad directly under the Lincheng District Bureau-Zhao Leng." The old man said unhurriedly.
The referee pushed his glasses, and he let out a long breath of silence before he said: "This court has heard that she is the arresting police officer and the first discoverer of this suspect, and the party also has her share, right?" β
Elder officer
The master nodded heavily.
The chief referee showed an angry look and said, "Then why didn't this comrade testify in court at the same time as the trial?" β
This temper was clearly directed at the prosecution. The prosecutor of the latter was stunned, and replied with some embarrassment: "Presiding judge, this is according to the procedural process......"
"Procedures, there are exceptions to everything. What's more, isn't the most important thing in this case the enforcement police? Stop talking nonsense, quickly invite this police officer Zhao to court, and the trial will continue in the afternoon. β
"But ......" the prosecutor seems not very happy: "The ability of this criminal policeman has been questioned, and the prosecutor believes that even if she is allowed to testify in court, it will be difficult to make further progress on the facts, and because the parties involve her master and some unexpected circumstances, if this little policeman can't control his emotions, we are worried that it may affect the trial process." β
The chief referee was annoyed and angry, and pointed at the prosecutor: "If the trial cannot go on and the court makes a misjudgment, is it possible that you will be responsible for the court?" β
"This ......," the prosecutor was stunned.
"I don't have time to dwell on you here." The referee said, "There is a lunch break, and I hope to see this officer before three o'clock in the afternoon." β
ββ¦β¦ Presiding Judge, but I don't have the right to transfer Officer Zhao's deployment, and I can't contact her. The prosecutor grimaced.
"And who's in charge of her?" The Attorney General asked.
"Back to the presiding judge." At this time, Lao Feng, who had been silent in the stands, suddenly stood up, held up his rather remarkable round belly, and said, "Officer Zhao, Xiao Zhao is my subordinate. β
"Old Feng?" The chief referee glanced at it, and it was actually an old face, and said with a smile: "Then things are much easier, in this way, you go and let her testify, so that the afternoon trial can progress." Adjournmentβ"
With the referee's order, the courtroom dispersed.
The old man straightened his clothes and was about to leave, passing by the oncoming Lao Feng.
He coughed, and suddenly whispered, "If you don't act again, the praying mantis will exert its strength." β
Lao Feng was stunned for a second, then looked back at the old man, and suddenly grinned: "The yellow finch is still there." β
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the front door of the courtroom was crowded. The temperature was so high that the general public who participated in the jury on weekdays could not bear the heat and left the scene one after another. With only a few members of the prosecution and trial remaining, the First Court appears to be very depressed.
And the most critical witness came belatedly.
The old presiding judge glanced at the clock not far away, sighed, and said, "Since there are no new circumstances and facts of the case, then this court will announce ......."
"Wait!"
Just when the old referee couldn't stand it anymore and was about to announce the closure of the courtroom, a sharp and loud voice broke through the shackles of everyone and conveyed straight to the center of the courtroom.
"Hmm-who?" The referee looked stunned, only to see that outside the courtroom gate, two young women dressed as female police officers broke through the barrier of the bailiff and appeared in the courtroom in a chic manner.
One of them was panting, beads of sweat were rolling down her forehead, she was out of breath, put her hands on her knees, and finally said, "I am...... I'm Zhao Leng, an enforcement officer, and I'm an important witness in this case - I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late? β
She laughed violently, and the entire courtroom was in an uproar.
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