First-Class LawyerCh66 - The George Manson Case (i)

“Do you want to apply to meet the witnesses?”

Gu Yan asked this on the final day before the court convened. gBjAv9

To many lawyers, this was a superfluous question. As long as the time and conditions permitted, they would definitely find a way to meet the witnesses before the trial. Through careful manipulation of the conversation, they could discern what information the other party possessed; from which, deduce what would be harmful to their client and disadvantageous to their case.

In this manner, when cross-examining the witnesses in court, they would know what best to ask and what best to leave out.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

There used to be a saying that circulated in the legal profession—when the prosecution or defence examined a witness, they could always anticipate how the witness would answer. If the witness gave an unexpected response to a question posed by the lawyer, then he must not be a very good lawyer.

But Yan Suizhi often didn’t play by the book and wouldn’t necessarily do what was considered a safe play by most. HFuUsf

Gu Yan was familiar with his style, which was why he needed to ascertain this.

Sure enough, Yan Suizhi shook his head. “Do you mean Zhao Zemu and Joe? I’m good.”

Naturally, Gu Yan wouldn’t interfere too much when it came to matters of the trial, but he still checked, “Are you sure?”

“Positive.” Yan Suizhi said with a solemn expression, “I’m acting as a passable cinnamon roll. With only a few days, the average cinnamon roll would be banging against the wall like a headless fly. How can I have the mind to think about meeting witnesses?”

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“…”

Gu Yan chose not to reply to such nonsense.

However, just because Yan Suizhi said that he didn’t need to, didn’t mean that he actually didn’t pay the witnesses any mind. On the contrary, aside from the visiting time at the detention centre, he spent the entire day going through the witness statements collected by police in the existing case file, as well as several surveillance videos taken from inside the villa on Yaba Island.

The surveillance in the villa was mainly set up in the hallway and the corners of the hall. Every suite door was in the visible range, thus the entry and exit timing of every guest could be clearly marked. PvDkj3

But the surveillance outside the villa wasn’t without its blind spots. Glaringly, the missing surveillance on the outside wall of the victim’s room, for the most gobsmacking reason—while drinking that evening on the windowsill, George Manson had accidentally damaged the security camera there.

Yan Suizhi thought back on it. It seemed to have occurred just before he and Gu Yan left the central villa on Yaba Island. At that time, George Manson was still seated on the windowsill with his glass of liquor, talking to him in a drunken and unintelligible manner.

If memory serves, he did knock over something at that time and had his head lowered, cleaning it up.

Perhaps that was the time that he had damaged one of the most important security cameras. Fate did love its jokes. chF9lf

While Yan Suizhi was combing through the information on the final day, Chen Zhang was negotiating with the warden in the detention centre.

“Can I make a call?” Chen Zhang asked.

The warden’s brows furrowed.

“I know that the rules require the whole process to be monitored,” Chen Zhang said. “I know, and I’m cool with it. You can listen in and even record it if you want. I only want to call my family once more.” 7kO2yW

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Chen Zhang stared at the warden with wide, pitiful eyes. X3UwZI

Actually, he was very fortunate that despite the perpetual tiger-fierce face of the warden he was assigned to, he wasn’t the vicious and unreasonable sort. Contrarily, the fierce-faced warden was actually a softie on the inside.

After Chen Zhang pleaded for a long time, the warden eventually relented, nodding. “Christ, alright. Let me fill out an application.”

The application went through four levels of clearance, finally returning to the fierce-faced warden at nightfall.

“Okay. Tell me the comms number.” The fierce-faced warden said, “Only I can dial the number. You aren’t allowed to touch the smart device.” dB6IQm

Chen Zhang was beyond grateful. “Sure, sure, that isn’t an issue. I won’t touch it. Whatever will work, I just want to say a few words to my family.”

Soon, under special monitoring, the communication request was picked up from Ward 339 of Zhigeng Welfare Hospital.

“Hello? Who’s this?” A slightly wane female voice, slow and gentle, rang out from the other end of the line. It was Chen Zhang’s mother.

Although the recording pen Yan Suizhi had brought earlier had good audio quality, there was bound to be slight distortion. At the end of the day, a recording couldn’t compare to an actual call. 6qrHVx

As soon as Chen Zhang heard this question, the words that he had prepared suddenly caught in the base of his throat.

His nostrils flared sharply a few times, and his teeth were tightly clenched behind lips that had pursed into a thin line.

After asking these two questions in quick succession, the person on the other side of the call seemed to hear the rapid breathing on this side. Suddenly sensing something, she asked tentatively, “Wen’ah? Is it you?”

Chen Zhang smoothened his brows with his knuckles, letting out another long breath. He cleared his throat and he said, “Yeah. It’s me.” YTSa3f

Even for a sentence as short as this, the pitch of his voice involuntarily hitched at its tail.

The person on the other end burst into joy. She could be heard saying to someone beside her, “It’s my son! My son called! You see, he was just too busy before!”

She was probably talking to those nurses. Feeling disgruntled for his family, they were always upset with Chen Zhang.

In the past, Chen Zhang didn’t dare to dial the ward’s direct line, thus always went to the nurses. As such, he was often blocked out by them. But Chen Zhang did not resent them. They were all kindhearted girls who couldn’t bear to see patients being abandoned in the hospital by their ‘unfilial son’. Ev917V

“Wen’ah, have you been very busy lately?” His mother fretted, asking, “Have you been eating your meals on time? You haven’t fallen sick, have you?”

Chen Zhang shut his eyes. As he listened every word steeped in her concern, the rims of his eyes turned warm. He rubbed his eyes with his fingers in a futile attempt to rub back the wetness that kept welling up. Still, his eyes quickly turned moist.

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When he first saw the doctor’s diagnosis, he spiralled into despair. He was clearly still in his prime, but he wouldn’t be fit for much longer. He only had four or five years and that was it for him, truly…

What would his troubled family do when he, like his grandfather, father, and sister, ended up paralysed and bedridden…? oEgXcp

This obsession plagued his mind every hour, every minute, and every second—every day and every night. Yet, he was never able to find a solution.

Before those two people came up to his doorstep.

He succumbed to the temptation and threats, thinking that this wasn’t too bad as well. Even if the price was a bit steep, it was a price he paid alone in exchange for his family to be free of worries.

Frankly, it was quite a good deal. Ogdk04

So much so that when all the evidence in the George Manson case pointed to him, he suddenly understood the true intentions of his two extortionists. Immediately, he gave up all resistance, going along with the flow and making the oral confessions.

Even at the depths of the devil’s pit, he refused to be pulled out of the quagmire.

For once he was pulled out, the future security of his family would vanish. It wasn’t worthwhile to fall back into the confusion and worry of an uncertain future.

There was also a time when he felt that he was being extremely calm and clever; a little moved and impressed by himself, even. But it wasn’t until this moment, when he heard the woman’s feeble and gentle voice once more, that he finally understood. He shouldn’t have gone in this deep. 8vfrN3

He still wanted to listen to these concerned admonishments; still wanted to take time out of his busy week to visit them in the hospital; still wanted to be tugged and squeezed on the arm, told that he had put on or lost some weight.

He still wanted to listen to this, for many years more.

The people on the other end rotated a few times. Like in a dream, he muddled his way through his answers. All his attention was focused on the words of his family across the line, such that he didn’t even know what he was saying.

Then, his mother asked him, “Wen’ah, when will you be a little less busy and make time to come over so that mum can see you?” F1Bvpo

Chen Zhang opened his mouth…

The trial was tomorrow. He had put himself in a spot; the only person who can extricate him was a young intern rumoured to be wet behind the ears. The path ahead was fraught with uncertainty.

He had no idea what his status would be after the trial and where he would end up. So, he had no answers.

Hearing his hesitance, the other immediately said, understanding, “It’s fine, it’s fine. You don’t have to come down. Just do your own thing, we’re doing very well.” UGp8 j

The communication access the application granted wasn’t without its restrictions. It wasn’t long before they reached the time limit.

After the line was cut off, Chen Zhang stayed still for an age, keeping extremely silent the entire night. And he made a tiny wish for the trial to just come a little later, just a little more time; preferably, that it would never arrive.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Despite his neverending prayers, the trial for the George Manson case still came as scheduled.

At 9:30 a.m., Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan arrived at the entrance of the district court in Zone 3. They routinely surrendered a series of items—photon computers, smart devices, electronic pens, folders, etc—and went through the security check. vYoX4i

Because the victim’s family had applied for the trial to be sealed off, other than family members of the victim and the witnesses, everyone unrelated to the case was barred from entry. Therefore, there were no students or citizens gathered outside Courtroom 1 today. The atmosphere was sombre.

Also, due to the requested confidentiality, there was a secondary security check before entering the courtroom, which was, put another way, an identity check.

In front, a court assistant nodded at Yan Suizhi. “You are? Please show your ID.”

Yan Suizhi handed his identification card over and said, “Defence lawyer.” fgGyUq

The court assistant looked at Gu Yan behind him. “Are you together?”

“Yes. I recall that defence lawyers are allowed two accompanying slots.”

The court assistant pointed at Gu Yan. “That’s right, so he is?”

“My teacher.” T8KISm

Yan Suizhi slid a glance over at Gu Yan, smiling as he introduced him in this manner. He had said it fluidly, without the slightest psychological impediment. The court assistant was hardly able to tell; only Gu Yan could hear the mirth in his words.

Together, they pushed open the heavy doors and walked in.

Although the trial was kept confidential from the public, that didn’t mean that there were few in the courtroom. Conversely, there were quite a number of people in the gallery. Among them, some were quite powerful figures, their very presence exuding an oppressive aura.

If Bens and Hersey were present, they would have recognised these figures at a glance. After all, these people were regularly featured in the news. zSxJFY

In a corner, a man in an expensive shirt was sitting with his arms folded. He had cropped grey hair and light blue eyes, with bulging arm muscles that made him appear strong and stern. He cut a sharp figure. In spite of the lack of physical resemblance to George Manson, he was actually Brewer Manson; the much older brother of George Manson, and a prominent figure in the Manson family.

A few bodyguards were seated by his side, clustered around him like a host of stars gravitating around a moon.

When Yan Suizhi entered, Brewer Manson’s gaze slithered over to him with measuring scrutiny that would have made a more timid person’s legs go weak in fright.

Yan Suizhi passed by him in the aisle and went to the front row, setting his photon computer down. Kidj2V

Gu Yan stood in the row behind him but didn’t rush to sit. He said in a low voice only audible between them, “Brewer Manson is here. He’s extremely shrewd and suspicious, so make sure you restrain yourself a little.”

Yan Suizhi smiled knowingly. “Of course I know. It’s just acting as an intern, I can flip it on in a heartbeat—”

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Saying this, his identity instantly switched. Facing Gu Yan, he clutched his chest fearfully under Brewer Manson’s watchful eyes. His voice was neither too high, nor too low. “What should I do, teacher? I’m so nervous, court is about to begin. Say a little something nice to comfort me?”

Gu Yan, “……………………” kV3IDP

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