Chapter 962

Everyone looked to Su muying.

"The other thing you can say is to keep quiet after the court discussion."

Said the prosecutor.

"But, if you don't have definite evidence, don't say meaningless words in court."

"I have no evidence, but isn't it obvious?"

"There is still one minute left. If an Xianyang doesn't show up, we will keep the result of the first trial. Madam, if you continue to make noise like this, please leave."

The prosecutor cautioned.

Su muying was dragged down by Nian Shanshan.

There are still many wet spots on her face.

The whole person is angry now.

She wants to cry.

I really want to cry.

I feel very aggrieved.

Indeed, an Xianyang is more aggrieved, isn't he?

The clock is still moving.

Su muying hoped that time would stop at that moment.

Stop walking.

Take another step, I seem to feel sad.

You feel your life is in danger.

I feel heavy breathing.

Yes, I'll feel miserable for the rest of my life.

"Time is up."

"Wait!"

Almost at the same time.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening.

Everyone followed the voice and looked over.

Su muying is the first fool.

That man is an Xianyang.

Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing also stood up excitedly.

An Xiaojing even lost her mood and cried out.

"Brother!"

Leng Yichen comforts her patiently.

I hope she doesn't have any more accidents.

An Xianyang.

He didn't look at it.

But I can see that he has recovered.

Even better than when I was in prison.

The whole person has a feeling of unspeakable energy.

Su muying thinks that he is hallucinating.

Let the next year's shinning severely pinch himself.

"Is it him?"

Su Mu Ying is staring at the person in front.

But the tears are still dropping down.

It seems that no matter whether the person in front of her is an Xianyang or a ghost, she won't mind.

Looking at that person, Su Mu Ying has the impulse to rush up.

Or Nian Shanshan could not control herself.

"I'm an Xianyang."

An Xianyang spoke to everyone.

Let everyone look at him in shock.

But Leng Yichen didn't find that Han Su had gone to his side from the other side.

He sat down next to him.

The prosecutors were, of course, shocked.

Lawyers were also shocked.

An Xianyang approached the position of his station.

Now all eyes are on that side.

I don't know what happened.

"What's the matter?"

Leng Yichen asks Han su.

Han Su whispered in Leng Yichen's ear.

"You'll find out later."

Then, the court officially opened.

The case goes into a formal process.

"So did you do Ling Feiyu's case?"

"No

An Xianyang replied.

All the people present were sighing.

"So can you point out who did the case?"

"Yes."

There was another exclamation from the bottom.

Su muying felt that his heart was about to jump out.

Every word an Xianyang says may turn into a double-edged sword.

It's going to hurt himself, it's going to save himself.

"I lost my memory when I was 16 years old, but the memory of that year was erased. But for part of the reason, I remember those years, knowing who had done me a disservice. Let me lose my memory, because that year, someone was killed by him, and he, can't kill at will, otherwise it will have a very negative impact on him. So, I was washed out of my memory

An Xianyang said.

He continued.

"This case of Ling Feiyu was also done by him, because everyone can see the photos on the Internet. I have died in the photos, but otherwise, I almost died because the man ordered his men to poison me. Here, toxic. "An Xianyang provided evidence.

It's the needle that the doctor put in his body that day.

If you look carefully, there is still a lot of dissolution in the needle tube that has not been absorbed by his skin.

It was also an Xianyang's quick action at that time.

He was just pretending to be dead and then diverting the attention of doctors and meal delivery men.

The results of the success of the needle inserted in their own body to pull down.

And quietly in the sleeve.

Fortunately, the two didn't find out.

"That's not enough evidence."

The judge ruled.

"Of course, it's not enough, but the cause of lingfeiyu's death is related to the liquid on my body."

With that, an Xianyang took out a new autopsy report.

This is the result of Han Su's night long re examination.

The data is very real and valid.

And here's another piece of data, which is what I brought in the needle.

The judge saw that the synthetic content was the same.

"But how do you prove that this needle is not yours?"

"It's very simple. There are people on my fingerprints."

An Xianyang in order to ensure the effective fingerprint.

He hasn't moved it much since.

And most of the time, plastic paper is used.

"The person who looked for it by fingerprints also came."

Then one side of the court door opened.

Two men came in.

It was the doctor and the man who delivered the meal.

"One of these two people delivers meals to me every day in prison. There is a video here. He can't be with me. He forces me to eat every day."

"Another one."

An Xianyang pauses.

Because on the night when he was mutilated, he was alert and didn't record the video at all.

"The man who gave me the injection."

The judge looked at the video provided by an Xianyang, and he was able to see the voice of the man who delivered the meal to an Xianyang every time.

That person can never be with an Xianyang.

But on the needle, the fingerprint is another man's.

"The person who delivers the meal does have another person's fingerprint on the needle, but there is no video or other evidence that he framed you."

Said the judge.

"Yes, they are brothers."

An Xianyang said.

At that time, I heard that the man who sent food to me called the doctor's brother.

So, this night, he ran a lot.

The judge went through the information again.

It's finally sorted out.

"Do you two plead guilty? Did you kill Ling Feiyu? "

"No, not us."

The man who delivered the meal pleaded.

"It's not us, it's the director."

"Director?"

Everyone's eyes were shocked.

Looking at the man sitting in the corner looking at this side.

The man, sitting in a dark corner.

I can't see his face clearly, but it's just like his heart.