Chapter 852： Three thanks

The audience was silent, and people's eyes followed Mu Zi's guidance and fell on Chen Bei'an in the dock.

"Why does Mr. Chen Bei'an stand in this position today?"

Mu Zi walked to the dock and stared at the jury.

"Because of the maid's identification? This maid stayed in the kitchen and the room every day. She did not know that Chen Bei'an had scars on his jaw, nor did he know that Chen Bei'an had moles on his ears, but she could only recognize it from a hasty back that existed for 1.5 seconds. Is the other party his own male host?

Or is it because Chen Bei'an was very suspicious in panic when he was arrested? When you drove home at night, you were suddenly stopped by the police, and the bright flashlight hit you in the face! Will you panic? Yes, individuals will panic!

So what do we have left? nothing! Nothing, no bloodstains of the dead were found on him, no bloodstains found in his car, no physical evidence! Today, Chen Bei'an would stand here only because the maid claimed to have seen him! What actually happened?

The maid heard a man and a woman arguing. She subconsciously believed that the man was Chen Bei'an. When she walked out of the room, she saw that the man's back was similar in shape and dress to Chen Bei'an. The psychological hint made her more certain that the murderer was Chen Bei'an! Please note that it is a psychological hint! So when she called the police, she didn't hesitate to say that Chen Bei'an killed his wife! Go and catch him! ——

In fact, there is only one eyewitness who is overwhelmed by panic, one who has never even seen the face of the suspect, and one who thinks that Chen Bei'an has a prejudice against him when he spends time outside! She saw the back of the man in a black suit, just that! That's it! "

Mu Zi took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and his tone returned to a gentle tone: "Some people say that the meaning of trial is justice. How do we get justice? It's questioning."

Mu Zi's closing statement ended and returned to his seat.

The judge knocked on the gavel and announced that the jury had left for discussion.

While waiting, Chen Cailing hurried to stand with Chen Nanfeng and Chen's parents, anxiously waiting for the result.

Mu Zi asked her with his eyes, Chen Cailing looked at her and nodded, meaning that he had negotiated with Rist.

The lawyer's integrity is guaranteed. As long as a confidentiality agreement has been signed, Chen Nanfeng's life experience will fall into the dark and will never be known to the world. This is the best result for Chen Bei'an.

Twenty minutes later, the jury reached a consensus that the prosecution had insufficient evidence and Chen Beian was acquitted.

When the judge announced the results, Chen Nanfeng rushed to Chen Bei'an like a small rocket, jumped on him, and held his neck firmly: "Dad!"

This time, the prison guard did not stop her.

Chen Bei'an returned to her family with her daughter, Mrs. Chen cried with joy, and Chen Cailing and Mr. Chen were also very excited.

The reporters all gathered around to take pictures, focusing on Chen Beian and Mu Zi.

"Mr. Chen Beian, after two years have finally cleared up the grievances, do you have anything to say? Will you file a lawsuit against the relevant authorities for compensation?"

"Why did you boldly choose junior lawyers as your criminal defense lawyer? What were the reasons for your decision?"

"Ms. Mu Zi has achieved good results in court trials one after another. Is there a big law firm offering you an olive branch? Is your goal a barrister?"

The shooting lights flickered and the reporter kept asking questions.

Suddenly Mr. Chen stopped and said to countless reporters: "Thank you Miss Mu Zi! Thank you for the jury! Thank you for the judge!"

Three consecutive thanks were given. At the end of the voice, the 60-year-old old man shouted in excitement, "The murderer can't escape the law! The grievances will eventually come to light!"

The high-pitched mood frightened Zi.

Chen Cailing seemed to have anticipated something, and smiled and said with Mu Zi: "Our family started in the publishing industry, and my grandfather was a literati in the old age. He has given many student mobilization speeches, and my dad also has some inheritance..."