The front door of the General Assembly of France is already full of traffic. People eating melons and policemen are mixed in, filling the two or three miles in front of the door. There is always a lack of people watching the excitement in this world. If something happens, even beggars and homeless people will go.
CouCao. As if gossip can fill the stomach and replace hunger and cold.
What's more, the case between Mu Tian and Japanese Ronin is a super big case.
This has been hyped by the media for two days.
In the courtyard, hundreds of members of the All Nations Business Group, fully armed, formed a human wall, encircling the students who were demonstrating, petitioning, and supporting in the center. Flags and slogans were also ordered not to be raised and could only be placed on the ground. And it was the All Nations Business Group.
A place where business groups can see it.
Mutian's car entered through the back door under the guidance of Jiang Xinyi's car.
After passing through the long underground corridor, Mu Tian was locked in a cage on the wooden fence of the dock in the courtroom.
European courts are very interesting. Although the defendant's box is in a corner, the viewpoint is very high, facing the jury box.
Standing in the wooden fence cage, you can see everyone's actions, much like the boxes on the second and third floors in a theater. You can see not only the stage, but also the audience seats.
Everyone in the court must look up to him, including the jurors, lawyers on both sides, and observers, even the judge.
Mutian stood in the cage, expressionless as he listened to the statements, evidence, cross-examination of witnesses, debates, and closing arguments.
Liu Qinghuai had already changed into a lawyer's robe and wore a golden hairdo with curly hair like a sheep's butt. His mouth was already dry and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
"To sum up, gentlemen of the jurors, in order to safeguard basic justice, for the natural sovereignty of the French Concession and social stability, and to ensure the safety and happiness of every citizen living here, my client should be found innocent.
Sin. He just exercised the power that any French Concession resident would exercise!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of applause from the auditorium.
"Dang Dang!"
The sound of hammer blows sounded.
Adjournment.
Is this the end?
Mutian was confused by most of the court trials that were conducted in French, but he also understood the general process through observation and perception. At this moment, he saw the judge leaving the court with the trial staff, and the jurors and people in the auditorium also left one after another.
seat, but caused him to get up without knowing it.
The tall French bailiff opened the wooden cage and said, "sorsdela."
Mu Tian looked at him inexplicably, holding the railings with both hands and leaning against the wooden cage.
"Come out and rest for a while." The tall bailiff said in Chinese and gestured with his hand.
Wow, this is great. I have been saying this all morning - take a break.
Walking through a dimly lit corridor, Mu Tian came to a door under the supervision of two bailiffs.
The door lintel is marked "rest room" in both Chinese and French characters.
The tall bailiff gave Mu Tian a thumbs up, patted him on the shoulder, and hugged him, then opened the door, pushed him in, and closed the door.
The room is not big but very bright. There is a high-backed chair in the corner, which looks very comfortable.
Mu Tian sat down on the chair and looked at the windowless door. This place was not much different from the Bridge Prison. He thought about the joy of victory on Liu Qinghuai's face and Ji Ruoxi's heart-warming smile, and his heart became quiet. That Mu Tian
The cage is not very comfortable to stand in either.
Acquitted.
This is Liu Qinghuai's last request, or appeal.
Judging from the look on his face, he must have won.
However, this is beyond Mu Tian's cognitive scope.
Foreign devils are foreign devils, and the trial process does not follow the routine at all. This is completely different from what Mu Tian knows, and even goes beyond what he has heard in all the books. He will not be tried in court, let alone sentenced to death. It is completely a quarrel between two people.
Moreover, he talks completely to himself, and occasionally asks someone to ask, but he has no idea whether the person he asks will give him any advice.
This is very different from what is often called "serve with severe punishment!" in plays and books.
This made Mu Tian doubt the authenticity of Liu Qinghuai's smile.
You laughed too early, Brother Liu.
Sure enough, when the trial resumed, the judge asked the jury whether there was a conclusion.
Peng Zhiming stood up from the jury box and said, "Your honor, I have it."
"speak."
Peng Zhiming is a Frenchman of Annan origin. He is in his forties, skinny, and his social status is the assistant manager of the Oriental Grand Theater. At this time, he slowly opened his hand and held a folded piece of paper, shook it, and spoke with certainty.
Di Nian said: "Guilty!"
"protest!"
"Not guilty!"
"The real murderer cannot be let go!"
"Shady!"
There was chaos in the auditorium, and Hu Ti led several people to rush to the jury box.
Several Japanese men dressed as ronin rushed towards Hu Ti and others.
The bailiff rushed to stop him.
Soldiers from the merchant group from all over the world broke into the door and formed two human walls to separate the two groups of people.
Dang Dang!
The gavel struck continuously.
Judge James shouted: "Silence, silence!"
This time the words were spoken in Chinese because most of the people in the auditorium were Chinese.
The court suddenly fell silent, like a freeze frame in a movie.
"Go back, go back! For contempt of court, I will expel you!" James stood up from his seat, holding the gavel in one hand and drawing it in mid-air with the other.
Mu Tian smiled.
This play is great to watch and much more enjoyable than listening to the book.
"Two lawyers, please come forward." Seeing that the situation was under control, James sat down and said.
Liu Qinghuai looked frustrated, glanced at the judge, and walked towards him.
Ono's lawyer's name is Suzuki, a short, fat Japanese who looks to be in his late fifties, with sinister eyebrows, a flat face with facial features squeezed together, and a mustache under his lips.
His steps were slow and he looked exactly like a cockroach standing up.
"Haha, Third Young Master, your law was taught by your physical education teacher, right?" He caught up with Liu Qinghuai from behind and said with the utmost mockery.
Liu Qinghuai didn't say anything, raised his arms and shook out the black robe on his body.
The elbow hit Suzuki right in the face.
"oops!"
A scream came out, and Suzuki had already fallen to the marble floor. A stream of blood poured out of his nostrils.
The whole audience couldn't help but exclaimed, and then burst into laughter.
Liu Qinghuai stopped and turned around, pretending to be surprised, looking at Suzuki on the ground with extreme confusion. After a moment, he stretched out his hand.
"You are right, Mr. Suzuki. Let me help you."
With a look of resentment, Suzuki wiped away his nosebleed and waved his hand to hit Liu Qinghuai's outstretched hand. Unexpectedly, Liu Qinghuai turned his wrist and grabbed it, gently lifted it up, and his toes reached under his buttocks, pushing against his tailbone.
Suzuki jumped up with a "ouch" sound, covering his butt with one hand and wiping the nosebleed with the other.
There was another roar of laughter, and even James couldn't help laughing and burst into laughter.
He banged the gavel twice more, shouted for silence twice, and raised his fingers towards the two lawyers.
The two came to the judge. Due to his short stature, Suzuki had to step back so that he could see James' face.
"Three months' hard labor."
After James finished speaking, his eyes scanned the faces of Liu Qinghuai and Suzuki.
Liu Qinghuai pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"no!"
Suzuki shouted, and in order to express his protest, he also looked up and scratched the edge of the judge's bench, trying his best to express his anger.
"Then, one month of social service?" James said sarcastically.
Liu Qinghuai smiled knowingly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"You are violating the law!"
"oh?"
"Broken law must lead to corruption. I will go to the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau to complain to you!"
"You are yelling at the court now and I can arrest you! Disqualify you from being a lawyer!"
"The jury has found him guilty." Suzuki's arrogance subsided a little.
"Did I say he is not guilty? Mr. Suzuki, this is my territory, and I have the final right of interpretation! Please return to your seats."
Suzuki wanted to say something else. James waved his robe sleeves and the gavel was sounded. He pronounced loudly, "The defendant is found guilty and sentenced to three months of hard labor. It will be executed immediately."