Never Regret Falling in Love with You

The presiding judge looked at the diary and asked, "Did you identify the handwriting as that of the deceased? Who is Mo Xiaojun? "

When Mo Xiaojun heard that he could finally go on stage, she patted Hai Qing Qing's hand and walked into the court without hesitation.

"You are Mo Xiaojun?"

"Yes, Xia Yihan and I grew up together." Mo Xiaojun stood firmly in front of everyone.

"The deceased said that you and Xia Yihan were killed because of some shady relationship. What do you say?"

The presiding judge looked at Mo Xiao Jun with his bright and spirited eyes.

"Xia Yihan is my sister. I have been taking care of her since I was young, but before this, we were a couple. At that time, I didn't know what love was, and treated family love as love. Now that my lover is Hai Qingqing, I won't do anything that would let her down." Mo Xiaojun looked at Hai Qingqing in the crowd. He would take care of her for the rest of his life, so he would bury her in his heart. Hai Qingqing was the responsibility that he could not shirk for the rest of his life.

At this time, Hai Zhixuan walked out from the crowd and loudly said, "I can testify that the diary isn't the diary of the deceased. Even if it isn't a diary that the deceased wrote down from the bottom of his heart." Without a doubt, the shout caused a disturbance and the crowd began to get lively.

If Hai Zhixuan didn't appear, Zhong Yuquan was still worried that he would have some tricks up his sleeve. With Hai Zhixuan's love for Xia Yihan, Zhong Yuquan would definitely do everything he could to help her.

"I've been to the dead man's house. This is the shopping list I found in her house, and a small ticket." Hai Zhixuan took out the two pieces of paper that he had found in Sister Song's house and handed them over to her. With these two things, it was easy to overturn the diary.

The presiding judge took a cursory look at the shopping list. The words on it were very similar to those on the diary, and he could tell that the same person had written it.

"Go and appraise it." The presiding judge said to the staff member in an impartial manner.

The court was silent for a moment, waiting for the result of the appraisal.

The time he had to wait was long and short. Hai Zhixuan gave Ye Mo a reassured look.

"Reporting to the presiding judge, this is the handwriting of the deceased." The result of the appraisal was respectfully presented to the judge.

"How do you say the diaries were not the deceased's?" The presiding judge looked at Hai Zhixuan. Sister Song's neighbor also looked at Hai Zhixuan proudly. She couldn't hide the smile at the corner of her lips. They all said it was Sister Song's handwriting. Let's see how you explain that she didn't write it.

Hai Zhixuan said unhurriedly, "The shopping list and the small tickets are a one-to-one match. Judge, please take a look at the date of the small tickets. Sister Song's signature is on it." There are no pens on the shopping list, only blue pens on the coupon, black pen in the diary, and blue handwriting on the magazine the dead man was reading before he died. " Hai Zhixuan handed another magazine to the staff member beside him.

"The diary was forged by someone. It seems like someone wanted to frame Xia Yihan. After the defendant left here, we still have to report that person's plot." Ye Mo looked at Zhong Yuquan with a smile that was not a smile. He really wanted to know what expression Zhong Yuquan had now.

Zhong Yuquan hypocritically looked at Ye Mo, and even sent a smile back. outsiders would think that Zhong Yuquan approved of Ye Mo.

"What about the clothes?" Xiao Lin immediately stood up, agitated. She had a good relationship with Sis Song, and the expression on her face was much more genuine than that of a neighbor's.

Xia Yihan looked towards the presiding judge, who nodded, indicating for Xia Yihan to speak.

"I can embroider a small ink character on the corner of my clothes or on the collar of my shirt, this is a habit only I know." I can embroider a small ink character on the corner of my clothes or on the collar of my clothes, this is a habit only I know it. Xia Yihan did not look at Ye Mo. She did not know if Crown Prince Ye would be angry if he knew about this, but it was his own decision after all.

Not only was Ye Mo not angry, he was in a good mood. Her beloved woman also thought that it was him, so he magnanimously did not bother about her decision. If it wasn't for the time being, he would have interrogated the little thing.

"Go to his house and get his clothes." Go to his house to get his clothes. The presiding judge ordered in a deep voice.

Zhong Yuquan was calm on the surface, he had long been cursing Hai Zhixuan and Ye Mo in his heart. He did not expect the two of them to be so difficult to deal with.

Time passed quickly, and when they went from the Li family to find clothes at the Ye family mansion, it was indeed like Xia Yihan had said.

The man who examined the bloody clothing shook his head. No words.

At this moment, Mo Xiaojun knew that he was going to be on stage again, so he asked the judge for his instructions.

The presiding judge nodded at him.

"Yihan's clothes were from this year's Paris Fashion Week. There are two pieces in China, one is here, the other one is in the hands of a person called Ah San. I went to the store to buy one for Yihan, but I didn't expect that the other one would be bought by someone called Ah San. I didn't expect it to leave any service message and still remain missing. This means that the clothes at the scene might not be from Yihan, it's that person called Ah San." After Mo Xiaojun said everything that he knew, he searched the whole city but he still couldn't find Ah San. He didn't know if that person was still alive.

"Let's go to the shop he said and see if it's true."

"Xia Yihan, your fingerprints are on the killing tool, what do you say?" After seeing Xia Yihan find a piece of evidence, she began to panic.

"No loud noises are allowed." The presiding judge frowned and looked at the neighboring aunts in displeasure.

"Sister Song asked me to help her cut vegetables. I'm sure there are my fingerprints on it." This was a dead knot. It was an indisputable fact that her fingerprints were on the kitchen knife.

"This is your excuse." The neighbouring aunty said with a hoarse voice, afraid that no one would know that Xia Yihan was looking for an excuse. The louder she shouted, the more anxious she became.

The crowd began to discuss in hushed voices.

Zhong Yuquan looked at Ye Mo; he had a feeling Ye Mo could solve this problem. It seemed like today would not work. It was a good plan, but it was easily resolved by these kids. Zhong Yuquan was unwilling.

At this moment, Ye Mo stood up. With a simple glance, the audience quieted down. He was born with the majesty of a king.

"I'm Xia Yihan's lawyer. I've been to the scene of the crime while in charge of Xia Yihan's case, and there aren't any traces left around the deceased's house." When Ye Mo said this, he carefully observed the woman who called herself the plaintiff. The moment Ye Mo said this, she started to look happy, with an undisguised smug look on her face.

Ye Mo smiled charmingly. Wasn't it too early to be happy that he revealed himself so quickly? Why did Zhong Yuquan want to find such a brainless woman?

If others were to hear this, wouldn't it be equivalent to not saying anything at all? Zhao Wenying looked at Xia Yihan worriedly. As a mother, the anxiety on her face was obvious.

"However, I found this blade near the Song family member." Ye Mo took out the sealed bag and showed it to the staff member. He did not forget to observe the woman's expression even when he gave her something, and just as he expected, the woman's face was no longer full of satisfaction when she saw the knife. On the contrary, her face immediately paled, and her eyes were filled with fear.

After the incident, the coroner and I looked at the corpse together. There was a small wound on the victim's knife, and the blade of Sister Song's knife was intact. Obviously, this was not the weapon that killed the victim. Ye Mo pointed to the middle of the road.

"Check the fingerprints." The presiding judge gave the order and looked at the medical examiner.

"Yes, there was a gap in the victim's wound."

When the woman heard this, she began to panic and blurted out, "Xia Yihan is the real killer. You're talking nonsense. Where did the gap go?" She was extremely scared. That knife was obviously thrown away by her, so how could it be retrieved?

"Are you questioning my judgment?" The medical examiner looked at her with displeasure. This was a suspicion towards his profession, and he was very displeased.

That woman whispered something that no one else could hear. Her face was filled with fear, but no one would care about her fear.

When the others heard this, they all began to cheer.

Wine shouted loudly, "Yi Han, great!"

"Silence." The presiding judge knocked on the door as he looked at the wine with a serious expression.

She was too happy that Xia Yihan was about to be acquitted. She could still be considered to be suppressing it, but since there was no dancing, she was really happy for Xia Yihan.

"I suggest we take her fingerprints." Ye Mo looked at the flustered woman casually. If you want to frame my woman, then you have to have the guts to bear the consequences.

"I don't want it." Sister Song's neighbor shouted in disagreement before the staff member could come over. This pair meant that she was the murderer. She stood up and wanted to leave, but her expression was one of panic. It was obvious that she was guilty.

It was better if she didn't say anything. Wasn't this saying like 'there is no money in this place'? If he wanted to hide, it would be impossible. What awaited him would be the punishment of the law.

"Stop right there, this isn't a market, you can come and go as you please." The presiding judge knocked heavily on the small hammer in front of him, his displeasure evident on his face as he spoke in a dignified tone.

The woman was shocked. She looked at the contemptuous and skeptical gazes in shock. After all, it was just a small character who had never seen a big scene before. For a moment, she was at a loss of what to say. Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out.

The staff took away the bejewelled neighbor and the lethal weapon brought by Ye Mo. The police who went to the women's clothing store had come back, and they brought Mo Xiao-jun to the shop to buy clothes to see the female shop assistant.

The female shop assistant clearly recounted the story of Ah San's purchase of clothes. The staff brought the knife and the female neighbor out to inform the judge of the results.