Great Lawyer

Chapter 226 Thinking Carefully (Part [-])
Jiao San stared at Yang Changgong coldly, and said, "I just came back from your house, guess what I'm going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Yang Changgong said, "Have you found the murderer?"

Jiao San sneered, "Yes. Not only did we find the murderer, but we also found the medicinal powder of heartbroken grass!"

"Which turtle son is it?" Yang Changgong asked.

Jiao San spat and roared, "You're still pretending to be like me. You poisoned Yang Changsheng's heartbroken grass and hid it in your backyard. This morning, your little grandson was poisoned to death."

"The same way of death, you died from the heartbroken grass you stole from Yang Changtang's pharmacy." Jiao San sneered, "How about it, are you planning to recruit yourself, or let me interrogate you."

Yang Changgong couldn't believe it, and the blood on his face faded away, "There is heartbroken grass in the backyard? It's impossible, it's impossible. Someone must have put it in the backyard to frame me, it's impossible!"

"Xiaobao, my grandson." Yang Changgong roared like a trapped animal.

Jiao San was furious, this turtle grandson, who had been refusing to admit that he would recruit, now killed his own grandson, and is still playing pity with him here.

It caused him to run so many times, and someone died under his nose.

It just pissed him off.

"Kill me, kill me." Yang Changgong was very desperate, "It's all me. I killed my grandson and Xiaobao."

Jiao San spat and shouted outside: "Before going to the hall, don't give him food or drink."

Yang Changgong was crying in prison.

"Yang Changtang." Du Jiuyan showed the paper to Yang Changtang to identify, "Is this paper you used to pack medicine?"

Yang Changtang looked at it, nodded and said: "Yes, I packed the medicine, I bought it together, and cut it myself." He added: "Mr. Du, I still have it at home."

"Hmm." Du Jiuyan said, "Look, what do you think the spot on it looks like?"

Yang Changtang took it over, looked at the light cast from the window, and said, "It looks like... like soy sauce or vinegar soup." He sniffed it again, and said with frowned eyes: "There is also a rotten smell. The smell of stink and wine."

"The doctor's sense of smell is really different," Du Jiuyan said, "There is another problem."

Yang Changtang looked at her.

Du Jiuyan asked in a low voice, Yang Changtang was stunned, nodded and said, "I have never taken medicine from me, but I did come to ask if this disease can be cured a few years ago. I asked who he was, but he refused to say , and then it disappeared.”

"Understood." Du Jiuyan nodded,

Yang Changtang said: "Mr. Du, when can I, I go home, can my wife come and see me? I, my medicine will also be exposed to the sun, and if I put it down, it will grow moldy."

"I can't make up my mind whether I can go back or not," Du Jiuyan said, "As for whether I can come to see you, I'm not sure. If Mr. Jiao says yes, then I will tell your wife when I see you." .”

Yang Changtang was very grateful, "Mr. Du, if she really can't come in, can you tell her and let her dry out my medicine."

"Okay." Du Jiuyan left the cell and went to Yangjiazhuang again.

The head of the village was busy taking care of the funeral of Yang Sanqiang's youngest son, when Ping passed away and fell on the bed unconsciously.Yang Sanqiang is like a wooden stake. He does what others say.

The eldest son stood at the door with his hands folded, his eyes blank.

"Go and be with your mother," Du Jiuyan patted his head.

The eldest son nodded, went in and knelt by the bed and hugged Ping Shi, Ping Shi looked at the elder son, first hit him a few times, blamed him for not taking care of his younger brother, then hugged him and cried together.

Du Jiuyan went to the next door with his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Po was sitting on the kang, eating with Mrs Yu, each steamed bun with pickled cabbage pickled in winter, dry and purely satisfying hunger.

Du Jiuyan glanced at the shroud inside the bed, and pointed, "Madam, haven't you finished removing it yet?"

Mrs. Yu nodded, "Yeah, my eyesight is bad, and I'm very busy doing needlework." Then he said to Yang Po, "Go and pour tea for sir."

Yang Po glanced at Mrs. Yu, and said conflictingly, "I won't go."

"It's okay, I don't drink tea." Du Jiuyan said, "Eat slowly, I'll go to Yang Changtang's house."

Yang Po chased him out, "Why did you go to Yang Changtang's house?"

"I'll send a message to his wife, is there a problem?" Du Jiuyan raised his eyebrows.

Yang Po sneered, and said, "You don't need to go, his wife rolled up her clothes and left with her children this morning."

"Going away?" Du Jiuyan asked.

Yang Po went home and closed the door.

Du Jiuyan didn't know until he went to Yang Changtang's house. Seeing that Yang Changtang was arrested, Ruan put away all the valuable things in the house and left with a pair of children.

The head of the village arranged for the villagers to chase her, only to find out that she had never returned to her natal home.

Someone saw her leaving in a car with her natal cousin Xiao Er.

Yang Changtang's son is not his own, but this cousin's. For so many years, the Ruan family has used Yang Changtang's money to support the wild man and the son of the wild man.

"It's really a pity." Du Jiuyan moved a stool and sat on the side of the road outside Yang Sanqiang's courtyard, watching the people coming and going. A woman looked over here from a distance, and when she saw her looking over, she nervously hid went home.

Immediately, a young man poked his head out from the yard, and was pulled back by the woman.

Yang Sanqiang came over, wiped his tears and said, "Mr. Du...my father, what should I do?"

He squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, not knowing what to do.

He firmly believed that his father did not kill him, but now his son was poisoned to death by the heartbroken grass.

As if in retribution, he was at a loss as to what to do.

"I will submit the complaint tomorrow morning and ask Mr. Liu to open the court. Someone will come to deliver the official documents to you when the time is set." Du Jiuyan said: "You take care of the house first."

Yang Sanqiang looked at Du Jiuyan, "Sir...are you still arguing?"

"Of course we have to argue." Du Jiuyan said: "The case is in my hands, and I will take it seriously."

Yang Sanqiang nodded yes, wiped his tears and said: "Mr. Du, you can do it yourself, I... I will go and prepare."

Du Jiuyan sat for a while, then returned to the city.

Early the next morning, she and the cripple went to the county government office and filed a complaint.

Seeing her, Jiao San frowned and said, "Are you going to file this lawsuit, plead guilty?"

"Third Master, don't get excited." Du Jiuyan said to Jiao San comfortingly: "When you go to court, you will know why I want to argue."

Jiao San believed in Du Jiuyan, "Okay. Then wait for your defense."

County magistrate Liu decided to go to court tomorrow, and sent official documents to the plaintiffs in Southwest and Yangjiazhuang.

Early the next morning, Du Jiuyan went out wearing a suit of lawyers with a green outer layer and a white lawyer card, and Xiao Luobo, Huazi and Nao'er followed behind with big signs, "Father, we will go with you door."

"There is no need to create momentum in Baoqing." Du Jiuyan said with a smile: "Besides, today's case is not suitable."

Little Luobo snorted and said, "Then we'll wait for you outside."

Du Jiuyan went to the litigation firm, and Dou Rongxing waited at the door with a small bundle, and the people who were waiting to hear the lawsuit at the door saluted her one after another.

"Mr. Du, you are defending the defendant again today."

"Yes!"

"Mr. Du, why do we feel that County Magistrate Liu is different? The county magistrate Liu was so arrogant before, why do we feel so sluggish now?"

"Yes. And she's gotten a lot shorter."

Du Jiuyan said with a smile: "Maybe when I came here, I wanted to scare everyone, but now that I have established my foothold, I naturally have to keep a low profile."

"Then the modern county magistrate Liu won't make things difficult for you."

Du Jiuyan glanced at County Magistrate Liu and entered the yamen with a smile.

The smiling Luo Qingmiao and Fang were obviously already in the courtroom, the plaintiff Yang Po and the defendant Yang Changgong were kneeling on both sides, and Yang Sanqiang was squatting outside the yamen. When he saw Du Jiuyan, he rushed over and said in a low voice: "Mr. If it is really my father who killed him...you can plead guilty to him, okay?"

"It's called pleading guilty, right." Yang Sanqiang said, "My father didn't do it on purpose."

Du Jiuyan nodded and said, "I know. You wait here, and I'll call you if something happens."

Yang Sanqiang should be.

Du Jiuyan stepped into the courtroom. Magistrate Liu was wearing an official hat, which almost covered his eyebrows probably because the official hat was too big. He looked at everyone with hanging eyes, Du Jiuyan sighed inwardly, and whispered Said: "Even with a mask on, the goblin still looks better."

"Let's get promoted." County magistrate Liu patted the gavel and looked at Luo Qingmiao, "You are the plaintiff litigator, you should speak first."

Luo Qingmiao stepped forward, clasped hands together with Du Jiuyan, and said, "On the 21st of the first lunar month, my plaintiff's father, Yang Changsheng, died at the neighbor Yang Changgong's house. The cause of death was weeds."

"I have three points to explain." Luo Qingmiao said: "First, the grievances between Yang Changsheng and Yang Changgong originated from Yang Changsheng's family repairing the house ten years ago. The two families formed a grudge because of the foundation."

"In the past ten years, the defendants Yang Changgong and Yang Changsheng have quarreled countless times and fought countless times. Everyone in Yangjiazhuang can attest that the hatred between the two is irreconcilable."

"However, in the first lunar month, after Yang Changsheng's grandson and daughter-in-law passed away one after another, he suddenly realized that for so many years, for the mere half-foot foundation, the troubled two families could not live a stable life. The loss outweighed the gain."

"This matter can be proved by the fact that he invited Yang Changgong to drink on the [-]th day of the first lunar month. This is his first gesture of friendship to Yang Changgong, expressing his desire to cease fighting."

"However, it is a pity that Yang Changgong is not as magnanimous as Yang Changsheng. After eating and drinking, he pretended to invite Yang Changsheng to his home for dinner. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he drank from the village Heartbroken grass stolen from the barefoot doctor Yang Changtang."

"Yang Changsheng died of poison on the spot." Luo Qingmiao said: "In this case, the time, place, and the poison used are all very clear."

"At the time of the incident, no one entered Yang Changgong's house for an hour before and after. Yang Chang'an, who passed by his house twice, can testify to this. The first time he passed by, he saw Yang Changsheng vomit at the door, and waited for him to come back. At that time, the two were still drinking and talking, but he only walked about ten steps before meeting Yang Sanqiang who was going home, and before he got home, Yang Changsheng died."

Du Jiuyan raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't mention Yang Changan's return, nor did he think to ask them. It seems that this Luo Qingmiao is still very careful.

"The poison of heartbroken grass is very strong. If it is too large, it will die if it enters the throat. If it is small, it will take half an hour at most, so there is no need to poison it in advance." Luo Qingmiao said.

"Then during this period of time, no one is likely to come in and poison. Yang Changgong himself can confirm this." Luo Qingmiao said, looking at Yang Changgong, and asked: "After you woke up drunk for the first time, when Yang Changsheng died Has anyone been to your house before?"

Because of the death of his little grandson, Yang Changgong was very depressed. He shook his head and said, "No. Although I was very drunk at the time, I still know if anyone came."

"To sum up, the only person who can commit murder in this case is Yang Changgong."

"And the murderous poison, the heart-broken grass, was also found in his home yesterday." He said, asking the clerk Huang to present the heart-broken grass as evidence.

Luo Qingmiao cupped her hands, and said to County Magistrate Liu: "The above is what the students are going to testify today. Please be discerning, sir. For the crime of murder, I will sentence Yang Changgong to beheaded."

County magistrate Liu looked at Du Jiuyan, his eyes flickering, and said, "Du Jiuyan, tell me."

Luo Qingmiao stepped aside, took the file from Fang Mingming's hand and looked through it.

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