"I...I haven't gone home, but I don't...I can't lift it!" The other lawyer was already sweating profusely.

Gu Qiqi seemed to be smiling, but her eyes were extremely cold: "Then the little pill in your shirt pocket is not enough to lift. Do you mind taking it out for everyone to observe it, huh? If you are fine, why are you carrying that kind of treatment drug with you?"

When attacking the enemy, she was so cruel that she was completely different from her elegant appearance.

The other lawyer was almost frozen to the point of being frozen.

Damn, how did Gu Qiqi know about the kind of medicine in his top pocket?

He does have that kind of disease!

But I never dare to reveal it to others. Every time my wife asks him to pay for food, she is nervous and anxious. In the end, in order not to find out that his wife is not good enough, she has to use the excuse of handling cases in the law firm every day to avoid husband and wife's obligations.

Gu Qiqi actually knew such a secret thing, something that my wife didn’t know! He thought he had underestimated it before!

If such a thing is spread out, one is spread to ten or ten, and the terrible consequences will be ruined by him.

Such an indecent rumor is much more powerful than losing a case by him.

No, he must not be defeated by Gu Qiqi.

He must bite his confession to death, saying that he does not have that kind of medicine, and that he cannot do that.

He took a deep breath and covered his pocket: "I...even if there is any medicine in my pocket, it cannot prove that I am sick. Can't I bring medicine for my colleagues or relatives? You are not my doctor, why should I determine that this medicine is mine? I determine that I am sick? You must be responsible for speaking!"

He fought back with great force, thinking that he was very good at speaking and beautifully.

Gu Qiqi should...there will be no longer a chance to expose him, right?

However……

But Gu Qiqi smiled.

good.

very good.

Just waiting for your words.

She spoke coldly, and the tone suddenly changed: "Don't be nervous, Lawyer Wang, I haven't identified you must be sick. I'm just making an analogy. The case of Gong Jue three years ago, the so-called black video, isn't the villagers like medicine in their pockets? Even if those villagers live in the village, they cannot prove that their identities are imperial people, let alone prove that they are imperial civilians. Can't they be pretended to be enemies? You are not on the scene and have not personally tested their identities. Why do you determine that they are imperial civilians? Why do you say that Gong Jue killed his own people? You must be responsible for speaking!"

Gu Qiqi's bite is very clear in a word.

It was simply a matter of contrasting with Lawyer Wang’s defense of his “no, raising” and the set of rhetorics.

But it was not enough to say this. Gu Qiqi took care of the IQ of most people present and pointed the intention more clearly—

"In other words, Lawyer Wang, if you think that just a vague video from more than ten years ago can convict Gong Jue of treason; then I'm sorry, I can also take out a box of no from your pocket on the spot, raise the medicine, and prove to everyone that Lawyer Wang has that kind of indescribable disease. How about it, do you think you want to prove it on the spot?"

The melon-eating crowd in the audience listened with relish.
Chapter completed!