"In that wood, you buried your body. Then you parked your Santana where we found it, returned to the rental house as if nothing had happened, and returned the shovel. Then, you know, your happy life began like this."

The prosecutor left in front of Yi Fei, who was bowing his head, turned to Qiao Feng, and began to say calmly-

"Dear presiding judge, judge. We have always said that the murderer must have a motive for murder. This motive can be various, but it must satisfy some of the murderer's things to a certain extent before it can become a motive. This can be material or spiritual."

"Please think about it. Who can get more benefits if a two-year-old child dies?"

"Who has this need to kill a child?"

"We should have guessed it. The child died, and there is only one person from beginning to end. That is not someone else, but the defendant in this case. He sat here, originally planning to enjoy life and enjoy a better life without burden or responsibility, the suspect - Yi Fei."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the woman. The woman shrank her neck and lowered her head, and did not dare to speak at all from beginning to end.

Liu Fulanqing finished speaking.

With the constant voices of approval from the entire court, he returned to his seat, sat down, and then quietly looked at the empty place in the center of the court, not knowing what he was talking about.

Accompanied by Qiao Feng's instructions, Hua Ruojian on the other side stood up. He sorted out the trial documents in his hand and corrected his tie. After walking out, his raised hand pressed on the lawyer's badge on his chest. After about ten seconds of silence...

"Previous Judge, Judge. I am not just telling a story."

Unlike Liu Fulanqing's plain and soft tone, Hua Ruojian's voice sounded a little sad and miserable.

His eyebrows also frowned, showing a very painful look.

"Maybe you will feel that there are a lot of evidence in this whole case that is unfavorable to my client. Indeed, I don't deny this at all."

"She didn't call the police for 35 days, lied that her daughter was traveling outside the country, lied to her colleagues at the Public Security Bureau, and did many things that ordinary people seemed to not do at all."

"At first glance, she is not the murderer. Who could it be?"

The lawyer also came to Yi Fei and looked at the woman with a sad face. After sighing leisurely, he shook his head-

"Isn't it the most natural thing for a mother to love her children?"

"Is it also a matter of proof that my child died unexpectedly?"

"I believe that everyone here has actually understood all the experiences in this case. The person here is not a demon. But a fragile mother."

"She is sitting here now, over and over again, over and over again, over and over again, over and over again, over and over again, and back and forth that heartbreaking day two years ago."

The lawyer turned around and looked at Qiao Feng with a very sad look, and also at Qiao Xue... but he glanced over Xia Yu's eyes.

"I want to ask here. Could it be that when a mother loses her daughter, everyone here insists on keeping this sad mother in a 'normal' mind?"

"Does your dearest and most loved one die in an accident? In addition to suffering the most heavy blow in your heart, you also have to take into account the eyes of others? You need to think about it. 'How to express your sadness is the sad feeling that best suits the thoughts of those bystanders around you and implement it'?"

"I think no one should have such an idea."

Seeing that Hua Ruo walked back to her seat, she picked up a book from the table.

That's a mystery novel.

"Everyone, in my hands is a mystery novel. The author, Agatha Christie. The title of the novel is "The Murder of Soft Ruler". In this novel, the victim's husband was completely indifferent after the victim's death. He was still leisurely watering flowers and planting. Moreover, after the victim's death, the only benefit was this husband. He was able to get a large amount of insurance. Therefore, he naturally became the murder suspect in everyone's mind."

"But what about the fact? In fact, he was not the murderer. The reason why he was so calm and indifferent, he could still talk and laugh was entirely because the too strong sadness had completely destroyed the level he could accept."

"In other words, he didn't even have enough time to digest the bad news that his favorite wife was killed and could not survive and could not be with him."

After saying that, Hua Ruojian put down the novel in his hand and continued to say with a sad face-

"It is a coincidence that this case is so similar to the plot of the novel written by the queen of the mystery in the last century. They are both because they are indifferent to the death of their dearest person, and because the suspect was the only beneficiary after his death."

"But, what about the truth?"

"The truth is often hidden in the most hidden place. The brains of our legal professionals tell us that what we need to infer a case is not a subjective judgment, but an objective comment that is completely calm and without any interference!"

Speaking of this, Hua Ruo turned her head inadvertently and glanced at Xia Yu sitting in her seat.

That moment...

The ink blue eyes were suddenly embedded in the lawyer's mind.

His body couldn't help but tremble, and a feeling of complete coldness as if his whole body was instantly sunk into the extreme cold of the Arctic Ocean. The complete coldness enveloped his whole body in an instant!

This look made Hua Ruoji turn around quickly and never dare to look at those eyes again. After clearing her throat and calming herself down, she started talking again.

But this time, he did not face the judge's seat, but the audience behind him.

"So, you should be able to see through the truth of this matter."

"We cannot use so-called common sense to judge the thinking patterns of people after losing their loved ones. In this world, which mother would not love their children?"

"All the evidence provided by the prosecutor actually has no meaning. This case is actually the simplest unfortunate event."

"A unfortunate child, an unfortunate mother, an unfortunate family."

"On June 1 two years ago, this misfortune enveloped all of us, adding another touch of sadness to the world..."
Chapter completed!