Chapter 1906
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"Even if you want to appeal to me, I probably won't be able to help you." He Mingqian handed Zhao Gui a cigarette. "You said it yourself, Xu Baohan is helping your son's murderer. Even if Xu Baohan colludes with him during the second trial, you still won't be able to help your son. You don't understand, this industry is deep."
Zhao Gui was shocked. He took the cigarette and started cursing, "Son of a b * tch, I knew that Xu Baohan was bullying poor people like us. What do you think we should do? If it really doesn't work, my wife and I will bring our son's photo to the entrance of the courtyard to make a scene."
He Mingqian smiled. "I admire you for daring to make a scene. The last person who made a scene hasn't come out yet. Of course you're not afraid, but the longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for you. You don't want to have a second trial, so the only way is to blow this matter up and attract the media's attention. Who doesn't know that such a person is corrupt? When the time comes, the higher-ups will personally investigate him.
When that happens, your son's case will have a chance. "" That makes sense. "Zhao Gui's eyes lit up." Then how should I not be arrested? "
"Commit suicide." He Mingqian took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Every time someone commits suicide, nothing happens. The firefighters have already filled the air cushion. Look at the construction site, aren't they all like this?"
"That's a good idea," Zhao Gui praised. "But why are you so enthusiastic to help me? Do you also have a grudge against Xu Baohan?"
"Yes." He Mingqian nodded and smiled bitterly. "He snatched my girlfriend because he has power and influence, and he also wants to ruin my reputation. I might not be able to be a lawyer soon, and I might even go to jail."
Zhao Gui suddenly understood. "This son of a b * tch."
"I have no choice." He Mingqian sighed. "Anyway, this is just my opinion. Whether you're willing to implement it or not depends on you. I just think it's a pity that your son died."
"Yes, the murderer must be punished for his social activities." Zhao Gui nodded vigorously.
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In the evening, when Xu Baohan finished writing the verdict and was about to get off work, there was a sudden noise outside the window.
He didn't pay much attention to it. Just as he was sending a text message to An Lan, Su Run rushed in from outside. "Chief Judge, Zhao Gui is committing suicide upstairs in the courthouse."
Xu Baohan's expression darkened. "Why did he run upstairs? Didn't I not let him in?"
"I don't know. Maybe he's climbing over the wall somewhere," Su Run said with a wry smile. "He's shouting on the radio now. Everyone knows about it. I think even the reporters might be alarmed. You know, there are always some reporters who don't have any news in some public trials. Anyway, you have to go up and take a look now."
"Have you notified the fire department?"
"He's probably on his way here," Su Run said. "No matter what, we still have to persuade him. Although Zhao Gui might be putting on an act to force you, it would be troublesome if he really jumps off the building."
When Xu Baohan went to the top floor with a gloomy face, there were already many people there.
Zhao Gui stood at the edge of the building, not allowing anyone to approach. No one dared to approach for fear of provoking him.
Lawyer Zhao, who had been trying to persuade him, quickly came over and whispered, "Old Xu, he's standing in a blind spot. It's not easy to send someone to pull him down. Also, the place he's standing at is too dangerous. You have to stabilize him. The firemen need some time to set up an air cushion."
"I know." Xu Baohan nodded and walked over.
Zhao Gui shouted, "Don't come over. If you come over again, I'll jump down."
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