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Chapter 143 Two transcripts of the same arraignment?

Seeing that the judge who had silenced everyone was silent for a long time, everyone in the court stared at him, not knowing what to do.

"presiding judge."

Ren Zhen suddenly broke the silence.

"Ok?"

"Can the clerk please play Exhibit [-]?"

The clerk looked back at Bao Yangjun, saw the judge nodding, and found the evidence that Ren Zhen wanted.

"Defender, are there any problems with this evidence?"

While the clerk put the evidence on the screen, he also handed the original document to Bao Yangjun.

This evidence is exactly the transcript of the prosecutor's interrogation of Hu Jitu.

"If there is evidence that proves that this evidence is false, will the effectiveness of this evidence be lost?"

Ren Zhen asked a somewhat convoluted question.

"what?"

What does it mean to have evidence to prove that this is false evidence?
"I have a transcript here."

Ren Zhen pulled out a transparent document bag from his bag, and several pieces of paper were vaguely visible in it: "This is the original document from when the prosecutor tried Hu Jitu. I wonder if it can be submitted as evidence?"

? !
Bao Yangjun almost stood up: "You mean, the content of this transcript is inconsistent with the transcript in our hands?"

Ren Zhen said nothing and handed the document bag to the clerk.

After opening the document bag, the heads of the three judges came together in an instant.

The yellowed paper and severely worn edges and corners all show that these pieces of paper are quite old.

After a quick glance and a few more pages, the faces of several judges darkened visibly.

"Defender, where does this evidence come from? If this evidence is not true, you should be clear about the consequences."

Bao Yangjun's tone was low, and anyone could hear the roar in his heart.

The prosecutor's arraignment transcript?

Feng Zhigang and Jiang Maofa looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"The two transcripts are consistent in only one place, and that is the signature at the registration office."

At Ren Zhen's prompting, Bao Yangjun turned to the last page and compared it with the evidence on the screen.

Duan Liangcai, Ding Jiuyan.

"Ding Jiuyan was Duan Liangcai's public prosecutor's assistant at the time. He gave me this transcript."

Ren Zhen's words were like a bomb, detonating the entire court.

In the public prosecution dock, Xin Yunping turned around and exchanged a few words with the assistant next to him. The two of them looked in disbelief.

Feng Zhigang turned his head, his tone no longer calm: "What's going on with Ding Jiuyan?"

"How do I know? It's been so many years."

Jiang Maofa was a little irritable, hadn't everything been dealt with?

Where did Ding Jiuyan come from?

"Ding Jiuyan is now a public prosecutor's assistant in the old city of City E. He is waiting outside the court. If the collegial panel allows it, I think he is willing to appear in court to testify."

what? !

Have people even arrived?
Now, even if the judge wanted to doubt the authenticity of Ren Zhen's evidence, it would be difficult to find a reason.

Bao Yangjun didn't even bother to ask Ren Zhen why he didn't come up with this evidence until now, and just asked Ren Zhen to call people in.

Although judges hate evidence raids, most people who dare to use evidence raids can always find a suitable reason after the court and provide a reasonable and legal explanation, and the evidence that should be used must still be used.What's more, now that the trial is almost stuck, Bao Yangjun is even somewhat grateful to Ren Zhen for this sudden attack.

In the minute before Ding Jiuyan showed up, several judges thought of what Ren Zhen had just said.

18 years ago, Ding Jiuyan was a public prosecution assistant.

It’s been 18 years, and Ding Jiuyan is still a public prosecutor’s assistant?
Is there something intriguing about this?
Soon, a thin man walked in.

"This is my ID card and work permit."

Ding Jiuyan handed a pile of documents to the clerk and faced the trial seat calmly.

"Hello, fellow judges of the collegial bench, my name is Ding Jiuyan. 18 years ago, I was a public prosecutor's assistant in the Public Prosecution Court of City E, and now I am a public prosecutor's assistant in the Old Town District of City E. All my work certificates and certificates over the years are in the hands of the clerk. Yes, I am willing to testify in court. The transcript that Lawyer Ren submitted just now is the original document when we interrogated Hu Jitu!"

Seeing Ding Jiuyan come in, the faces of Jiang Maofa and the others became increasingly ugly, especially Jiang Maofa. After thinking about it for a long time, it seemed that the person in front of him was indeed sitting in the prosecutor's seat in court.

"court death."

When Feng Zhigang saw Ding Jiuyan's back, he clenched his fists tightly.

"Can you explain why this transcript is inconsistent with the transcript in the first instance court?"

Seeing Ding Jiuyan's calm expression, Bao Yangjun noticed some emotions in his heart and asked in a slower tone.

"I'm just a public prosecutor's assistant. I can't answer the presiding judge's question."

Ding Jiuyan smiled calmly: "But the transcript submitted by lawyer Ren was indeed written by me, word by word, on the night of Hu Jitu's interrogation.

As for the transcript of the first trial, I remember that I was also surprised on the day of the trial, but there were some things that I didn’t say. "

"Then the signature on this transcript"

Bao Yangjun carefully looked at the two transcripts and found that the handwriting was indeed different, even the signatures. Although the names were the same, the writing was obviously not written by the same person.

The copy in their hands had the same handwriting throughout, and even the two names looked like they were signed by the same person.

Bao Yangjun realized something was wrong.

The transcript can be written by one person, but how can it be signed by the same person?
Looking at Ren Zhen's copy, the handwriting is the same throughout. Ding Jiuyan's signature is very similar to the handwriting of the transcript, but the three words "Duan Liangcai" were obviously signed by another person.

"Handwriting can be identified."

Ding Jiuyan said something at the right time.

The meaning behind the words is obviously that if you judge it casually, I am not false.

"The clerk will scan it first, scan it to the computer, and immediately contact colleagues in the technical department for identification."

Bao Yangjun knew that the trial was going on, but what was revealed now was beyond his imagination.

"Lawyer Ren still has a piece of evidence that I gave him. Hasn't it been submitted yet?"

Ding Jiuyan turned to look at Ren Zhen, but he was actually talking to the judge.

"Not yet."

Ren Zhen smiled and took out a cardboard box from his bag: "There is a hard drive here, and there is a surveillance video in it, which can be used to prove that Hu Jitu had no time to commit the crime on the night of the crime."

"how is this possible?!"

Feng Zhigang couldn't help it anymore: "Back then, there were no roads in Rucun, and there were no cameras on the roads in Rucun. Where did your hard drive come from?"

The clerk has already taken the box and carefully took out a hard drive from it.

There was no room for carelessness on his part. The hard drive looked too old. There were even several layers of foam in the box. It was obvious that Ren Zhen was afraid that the hard drive would be damaged.

“It is true that the security cameras in Rucun have only been connected in the past few years.

But there is a computer repair shop in Rucun. In order to prevent thieves, his family bought a camera 20 years ago, which is right on the road where Hu Jitu goes to work every day. "

Ren Zhen looked at Feng Zhigang and smiled sarcastically: "It's just that Hu Jitu's crime was 'conclusive' back then. Maybe Captain Feng and the others didn't think they needed to look for surveillance, so they didn't investigate so carefully?"

(End of this chapter)