Gu Nianzhi carefully recalled the first time she came to the Huo residence in the military compound at the end of the year before last.
At that time, Luo Jialan was still called Huo Jialan. She was the good daughter of the Huo family and a good housekeeper.
Song Jinning had been insane for more than a decade, and the Huo family's grandmother had passed away. Huo Guanchen hadn't found another wife, and Grandfather Huo's head nurse, Zhang Feng, had an ambiguous identity. Therefore, she was the only woman in charge of the Huo family.
Song Jinning was completely taken care of by her two housekeepers, Auntie Xing and Auntie You.
Gu Nianzhi frowned slightly and said, "… After Ms. Song's condition was exposed, Luo Jialan wailed, pointed at Ms. Song, and shouted at me."
"She said, 'I won't let you take her! You're not allowed to take that slut away! Do you know that my mother committed suicide by swallowing sleeping pills because of her? What right did she have to pretend to be crazy after doing all those shameless things?! Wasn't she crazy? Did he lose his memory? I'll make her crazy for a lifetime! Amnesia for a lifetime! Apologize to my mother! '"
"Can these words be used as her subjective motive for intentional murder?"
Gu Nianzhi continued, "At that time, there were also two housekeepers who took care of Ms. Song, Auntie Xing and Auntie You. These two must know more about the truth. "
He Zhichu's expression didn't change as he pointed out professionally, "Just based on this sentence alone, it's' intentional injury 'at most, not' intentional homicide. '"
Gu Nianzhi raised an eyebrow. "The difference between intentional injury and intentional homicide is still in the defendant's subjective consciousness. If she knew that her actions would cause the other party to lose his life, she would have killed him on purpose. If she knew that her actions would only cause the other party a certain amount of harm, then it would be intentional harm. We just need to prove that her actions will kill Ms. Song, and not just hurt her. "
"Well, that's a good starting point, but how can you prove that the direct result of her actions was Ms. Song's death? After all, Ms. Song did not die. She had been ill for more than ten years and was cured. "He Zhichu's words are always so logical and to the point.
Gu Nianzhi was greatly inspired to discuss the case with a senior professional like He Zhichu.
Following this train of thought, she continued, "The direct result of Luo Jialan's actions will cause Ms. Song's death, but whether Ms. Song is really dead or not is different. Just because Ms. Song is not dead, we can't completely rule out her motive and possibility of intentional homicide. "
He Zhichu smiled and nodded. "That's interesting. Continue."
"I will collect information to prove that Luo Jialan's' care 'for Ms. Song all these years was not to help her recover, but to kill her with a soft knife. Her real purpose was to kill her."
Gu Nianzhi still remembered the cramped and low bedroom on the top floor of the Huo manor. Song Jinning had lived in that kind of oppressive environment for more than a decade.
For a woman whose brain had suffered serious physical trauma and stimulation, and whose mind had completely collapsed, this environment was definitely one disaster after another. It was impossible for it to be really for her psychological treatment.
He Zhichu took out his phone and made a few notes on the memo. He asked, "Okay, even if the motive is established, what about the physical evidence and witnesses?"
"I'll ask Major General Huo for the physical evidence. The most important witnesses are Auntie Xing and Auntie You. They've been taking care of Ms. Song for many years."
"Yes, Auntie Xing and Auntie You are the key. If we use them well, they'll be very important witnesses. However, if we don't use them well and there's a lack of physical evidence, your accusation won't be established." He Zhichu checked the gaps in Gu Nianzhi's thoughts and quickly came up with a complete plan for her.
If they followed this procedure, there would at least be no problem with the police and prosecutors. They could successfully file a case and file a public prosecution.
"… You have to be careful. The prosecutor in this kind of case is the prosecution. You have to follow the legal procedures very strictly and not let Huo Shaoheng interfere. Once he makes a move, I believe that Luo Jialan's lawyer won't let this go. He'll attack you for 'abusing your power for personal gain' and 'using your power to bully others'. "
Huo Shaoheng was in a high position of power, and the victim was his biological mother. If he said something, the prosecutors wouldn't ignore it. It was even possible that they would immediately file a case for prosecution.
But in the modern internet society, where the wind blows without wind, such an approach was too stupid.
If the other party seized on their weakness and used it to incite the negative emotions of netizens to cause trouble, they would become unreasonable even if they were in the right.
Therefore, Huo Shaoheng had to stay out of the matter. Other than providing Gu Nianzhi with the evidence in his hands, he couldn't interfere in anything else.
Gu Nianzhi thought about it carefully and smiled. She said, "We won't do anything against the law, but I won't pretend that Major General Huo has nothing to do with this just to avoid suspicion. After all, she was his mother. If he really stayed out of the matter, those people would also attack him for being 'inhumane'. If they want to start a cyber war against me, hehe, the cyber children will teach them a lesson … "
He Zhichu looked at Gu Nianzhi's sly and fearless expression, and his emotions were very complicated.
He wanted to see Gu Nianzhi in high spirits and moving forward bravely, but she was like this because of another man. He Zhichu felt very upset.
..
The two of them discussed for the whole morning. He Zhichu looked at his watch and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go cook?"
Gu Nianzhi was surprised. "Professor He knows how to cook?!"
Didn't he always order takeout and drink red wine?!
He Zhichu: "…"
"It's just cooking. How hard can it be?" He had secretly read a lot of tutorials online and had wanted to try it for a long time …
He Zhichu's expression was a little ugly. He stood up from the sofa. "Wait here."
He strode to the kitchen on the first floor.
How could Gu Nianzhi just wait here?
She had to admire He Zhichu's cooking.
Gu Nianzhi smiled and stood up to follow He Zhichu to the kitchen.
She walked backwards beside He Zhichu and carefully observed his expression. She asked with a smile, "What does Professor He want to cook?"
"… Egg fried rice." He Zhichu didn't even look at Gu Nianzhi and said, "Don't follow me. How am I going to cook if you come in?"
His shimmering almond-shaped eyes glared at Gu Nianzhi and stopped her outside the kitchen.
Gu Nianzhi saw that He Zhichu insisted on not letting her enter the kitchen, so she thought about it and didn't insist.
She stopped at the kitchen door and turned around. "Then I won't go in. Good luck, Professor He!"
He Zhichu: "…"
Gu Nianzhi returned to the living room and sat down. She took out her phone to look at the workflow He Zhichu had prepared for her.
She had to admit that He Zhichu's plan was very rigorous and complemented her own plan very well.
She was so focused on her work in the living room that she forgot the time.
When her stomach began to growl, Gu Nianzhi turned to look at her watch.
It was amazing. It had been almost an hour and a half since He Zhichu had entered the kitchen.
What kind of egg fried rice took an hour and a half to cook?
Was it a luxurious Manchu Han Imperial Feast with egg fried rice?
Gu Nianzhi couldn't suppress her curiosity. She put it away and tiptoed to the kitchen door to peep.
Just then, the ear-piercing alarm of the smoke detector rang throughout the entire villa.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
It was as if police cars and ambulances with sirens on the streets had all rushed to the villa.
Gu Nianzhi felt like her ears were about to go deaf.
She panicked and quickly ran to the kitchen.
Before she reached the door, she was shocked by the thick smoke coming from the kitchen.
"Professor He? Professor He?! " Gu Nianzhi rushed into the thick smoke and saw He Zhichu holding a spatula and wearing a gray apron. He stood in front of the induction cooker in a hurry.
Gu Nianzhi dragged him away and hurriedly glanced into the pot.
What were those black blobs?!
What happened to the egg fried rice?!
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This was the second update of the day: Chapter 1288, "The Crisis Caused by a Meal of Egg Fried Rice."
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