Zhang Suming is a policeman who is about forty years old. He has a serious expression, sharp eyes and a decent appearance.

Qu Mingjun in the auditorium touched Jiang Ci with his elbow: "Sister, your companion."

Jiang Ci glanced at him: "What's so strange? In some cases before, lawyers need to cross-examine. I also went to court to testify."

Qu Mingjun smiled and whispered quietly: "I don't know if one day you will also be beaten by her in court."

Jiang Ci was in a trance for a moment.

In the past, Su Zi was a prosecutor. There was no such possibility. The two of them fought others together. As for the future...

Jiang Ci looked at Mu Zi with a straight back in the court, warm in his heart.

It's nice that she is still there, still the same.

As if standing in that place, the body will glow.

...

"Police Officer Zhang Suming is the main person in charge of assisting the prosecutors in investigating the case. He has been on duty for 17 years and has solved countless cases. He is a very experienced police officer. Hurry to the scene..."

Mu Zi picked up a pile of materials in his hand, introduced them, and distributed them to witnesses, juries, judges, and prosecutors.

She has no assistants and does everything by herself.

"In the face of such an experienced old police officer, I really want to ask..." Mu Zi picked up the two documents in his hand, "Officer Zhang Suming, can you explain why the two autopsy reports are completely different?"

"No." The prosecutor frowned. "The source of the defense's evidence is in doubt."

"Your Honor, the last page has the signature of a forensic doctor." Mu Zi stepped forward and pointed at him intimately. "The autopsy report issued by the forensic doctor is two pages long, but in the hands of Officer Zhang Suming, there is only one page left. Up."

The judge pushed the reading glasses, compared the two autopsy reports, and looked at the witness stand.

"It's just routine work." The police officer on the witness stand replied calmly. "Before the material evidence is handed over to the prosecutor for investigation, we usually screen out those that are not important to reduce the burden on the prosecutor and improve the efficiency of the case. "

Mu Zi asked: "Are there relevant regulations requiring you to do this?"

"No." The police officer replied, "This is considered an unwritten rule within the police station. Prosecutors are under a lot of pressure. They usually handle several cases at the same time. If a large amount of useless evidence is submitted, it will increase the prosecutor's Workload, so... In order to improve efficiency, everyone does this."

"So, the ones you screened out are all useless evidence?" Mu Zi asked.

"Yes." The other nodded.

"So..." Mu Zi took two steps closer and looked straight into the eyes of the witness, "How do you judge? What information is useful and which is useless?"

"Listen, I know what you want to say. You want to imply that the judge and the jury. I missed the key evidence, right?" The police officer looked calm and arrogant. "I have seventeen years of criminal police experience. I know very well. What kind of evidence has value."

Mu Zi smiled and said: "I'm sorry, Officer Zhang Suming, I admire you very much, but if you can investigate the case based on experience alone, why do we stand here? What is the meaning of our existence? It is a questioning."

The other party looked sullen: "I'm a policeman, not an idiot! The bones dug out from the mud carry mud, dead leaves, branches, gravel, etc.! If all this information is submitted to the prosecutor, it is meaningless! "

"You are right, but unfortunately, you did miss a piece of information this time, it's extraordinary, constant, off, key!"

Mu Zi pointed out the details listed by the forensic doctor, one of which said: 0.5cm gray-white eggs.