Zhou Xiaoxing was happy when he saw this. At this time, Chen Jiaju looked like an angry young man, helplessly acting out.

"Sir Lin, I can't believe that our guys have a very clear understanding of Jia Kui and Assistant Wen. I only know a lot of things today."

"Don't tell me about you. I always thought that my feelings were wrong. Now, it seems that there is a problem between them. When I return, I will leave this matter to you."

Sir Lin smiled lightly, lowered his voice and replied to Uncle Biao, by the way, give him all the offending errands.

"What should I do?"

"Let Jiaju and Assistant Wen sort out their relationship, they can't continue like this."

"Sir Lin, don't you remember? We accused Wen of two crimes. Even if he is proven not guilty later, he will not be around us."

Besides, he is indeed guilty.

Yes, Sir Lin was sure in his heart. He looked back at the position where Assistant Wen had been before. No one was there anymore. He quickly pushed Uncle Biao and moved his mouth back.

"Hey, where is Assistant Wen? Went to the side pocket?"

Sitting down with this question, Sir Lin gave Uncle Biao a look and asked him to ask Zhou Xiaoxing.

Uncle Biao pursed his lips and just stretched his head.

"Sir Lin, Uncle Biao, and Deputy Wen are in the witness waiting room."

"Do you know anything?"

The two asked at the same time, the sound was not loud enough for Zhou Xiaoxing to hear without disturbing the order of the court.

As soon as these words came out, they were shocked back by Zhou Xiaoxing's clear jaw line. For the latter to be able to sit here steadily, everything must have been arranged.

He turned around dejectedly, his eyes were lonely, he couldn't help but asked me many times.

In the center of the court, Lawyer Zhang did not dwell on Chen Jiaju's words, continued to ask questions, and continued the court trial process.

"You tell me first. In addition to intercepting the defendant who was escaping from there at the hillside bus stop, Deputy Wen also has the task of pointing out the location to you."

"Yes."

"You are talking big words."

After lawyer Zhang said this, he smiled arrogantly. He originally thought he would have no chance to say this, but he didn't expect to put down the documents before he accidentally saw a piece of information, which was the task envelope for the day of the operation.

As soon as these familiar words came out, the auditorium was like a sea, slowly rolling out a wave, exclaiming again and again, and disappearing after two seconds.

The two people around Zhou Xiaoxing undoubtedly had a simple conversation.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know, Jiaju is really miserable. But after telling such a big story, no one believes the truth he said before."

After Sir Lin said this, Zhou Xiaoxing answered in his heart: No, I have told a big story, and I have to tell ninety-nine truths to make it right, and I may not be able to make it back.

However, Chen Jiaju’s words are not big words. They are white lies, not real big words.

Maybe for some people, white lies are lies and they cannot accept them.

In Zhou Xiaoxing's case, white lies have nothing to do with right or wrong. What matters is the situation in which they are used. Just like a knife that can kill people and protect others, the key depends on who is using it and how it is used.

If used well, one sword can save an entire country; if used incorrectly, many souls will be killed by one sword.

At this moment, the door to the inside of the courtroom opened, and a young man dressed as a clerk came in. After bowing modestly to the judge and everyone, he handed a document to the prosecution lawyer who was holding his forehead in thought, and left immediately.

Lawyer Zhang stopped and saw that the prosecutor in front of him, who had been frowning and scratching his head, relaxed his brows, his eyes were filled with joy, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and the documents in his hands were crinkled and he couldn't bear to put them down.

Then the prosecutor stood up excitedly, raised his hand, passed the defense lawyer Zhang, and said excitedly.

"Your Honor, the prosecution has added a new witness, who is in the waiting room right now, asking your Honor to allow him to appear in court to testify."

"Objection."

After hearing this, Lawyer Zhang stood up immediately. He didn’t know what the witness was. He must object to such an accident without any reason.

"Your Honor, I object. This is unfair to my client. The witness mentioned by the prosecution has never been mentioned in the first place..."

"Your Honor, this witness has been unable to testify due to his own reasons. Now his situation has changed and he came over immediately. This is his information."

The prosecution lawyer, now the chief prosecutor, saw Deputy Wen's name, his eyes lit up, and the hair that fell on the ground immediately became valuable, as if all the lost energy returned to his body, and his words were sonorous and powerful.

, my waist straightened up.

The quickest way to save a lawyer is not only to give him a lot of money, but also to give him a powerful witness.

Just like the current literary assistant.

As soon as he came out, it would be clear if what Chen Jiaju said was true or false. And since he chose to be a witness for the prosecution, everything became clear.

When the judge hesitated and couldn't make up his mind, he took the document sent by the assistant, only glanced at it, and spoke without hesitation.

"Allow witnesses to attend court."

The prosecutor sat down proudly, brushing aside his previous frustration, and raised his head at a 45-degree angle.

Lawyer Zhang had nothing to say, but walked back slowly, wanting to know who this witness was so that the judge could agree at a glance.

The moment he sat down, a person popped into his mind and he quickly looked towards the last row of the auditorium near the door.

It really is him.

I thought he was just here to join in the fun, but I guess...

With his hands tapping lightly, Lawyer Zhang winked at Zhu Tao in the dock and motioned for the latter to look toward the door.

As soon as Zhu Tao raised his head, he understood instantly that Assistant Wen was a 25-year-old boy. If he had known this would happen, he would not have bribed him. It was all his own fault. Every time Assistant Wen asked for money, he always opened his mouth. For such a greedy person, at the critical moment,

It would be weird if you don’t drop the chain.

Then, there was a muffled groan in the quiet courtroom, and a crisp sound of a heavy slap on the iron fence.

"Quiet!"

The judge followed the voice and saw an angry face. He hurriedly maintained the order of the court. No one was allowed to be evil in his court.

Chen Jiaju was confused at first. He asked the question well, but another witness came. He didn't know what to do. He looked around and found that the auditorium was missing. Based on Zhu Tao's reaction, he focused on where Deputy Wen once sat.

The last row passed.

Zhou Xiaoxing is still very good, and the literary assistant can decide.

This is the first thought that comes to Chen Jiaju's mind. Here, only Zhou Xiaoxing has this ability.

His eyes moved slowly, stopping at Zhou Xiaoxing's face, which was a little prettier than him, and smiled slightly. Looking at it from this angle, Zhou Xiaoxing really looked like a sweeping monk in a martial arts competition. He has special skills, but he just loves to watch the people fight on the side.
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Moreover, he is also a handsome young man with a lot of fans.

Don't ask him for an explanation, ask those people in the audience who stretched their necks like giraffes to look at Zhou Xiaoxing.

As for Uncle Biao next to him, judging from the opening and closing of his lips, he is talking, talking to Sir Lin.

Chen Jiaju has some free time at the moment and can also serve as a translator.

Uncle Biao: Sir Lin, is this witness Assistant Wen?

Sir Lin: It's possible. When he came in first, I felt that he had something on his mind, and he was probably struggling.

Uncle Biao: Then after he testifies, do we still want to accuse him?

Sir Lin: Assistant Wen is different from Salena. We are not using him to bring Zhu Tao to justice, so we have to accuse him when we should.

Uncle Biao: That’s a shame for him, but if you have the money to hire a good lawyer, you can have some ideas.

Then...

There is no more.

Chen Jiaju was discovered and quietly looked back, looking at Zhu Tao innocently, with an elusive smile in his eyes.

He didn't know the explanation for Zhu Tao's anxious and angry look. He liked it. The more he tried to break free, the happier Chen Jiaju became.

Waiting, there is lawyer Zhang, what is he doing?

Moving his head towards nine o'clock, Lawyer Zhang lowered his head, not impatient, very calm... Drinking tea?

Uh? What about the sense of crisis? Aren’t you worried about what the literary assistant said?
Chapter completed!