God level hypnotist

Wu Youzhen had a very deep smile on his face, he squinted his eyes, and said, "I never thought that Dr. Meng would be reduced to this after only a few days."

After finishing speaking, he unabashedly looked up and down the cell, with a strong sense of sarcasm.

Meng Heng was not moved at all, adjusted his posture, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said with a smile: "Master Wu thinks Meng is 'reduced' to this point?"

"From Dr. Meng, who is admired by everyone, to the notorious quack doctor who refuses to save him, and even being imprisoned, what else can he be if he is not degraded? Even if Dr. Meng has a good tongue, I'm afraid he can't say that he is so black. It's white." Wu Youzhen's slightly hoarse and deep voice contained a kind of ambiguous smile.

"Master Wu is right." The young man nodded, seeming to agree: "According to what Master Wu said, as a prisoner, Meng is indeed suffering misery and is in a desperate situation."

"It's good for Doctor Meng to have this self-knowledge." Wu Youzhen sneered, and said: "I have said long ago that a tree is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Doctor Meng ended up today, so I don't know if it's because he was too much in the limelight and didn't know how to hide his clumsiness." Therefore? If you are willing to surrender to me as soon as possible, it must be a different kind of high-spirited today."

The young man laughed lightly and said: "Master Wu's words are very true, it is indeed Meng who didn't know how to hide his clumsiness, so that he offended Master Wu, that's how he ended up."

Hearing this, Wu Youzhen suppressed her smile slightly, raised her brows slightly, and said, "Oh? Doctor Meng's words clearly recognize the situation, and he plans to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, and choose a good tree to live in?"

However, the young man just smiled without saying a word, his face was full of leisurely expression, he didn't appear to be in the slightest of despair, and he didn't look like he was in a dangerous situation and throwing himself around at a loss.

Wu Youzhen frowned, and couldn't help saying: "Doctor Meng?"

The young man stood up leisurely with his knees propped up, and walked a few steps slowly with his hands behind his back, facing Wu Youzhen across the iron threshold.

He didn't answer the man's question directly, instead he asked in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that your lord will be suspected of being unclean when you enter this prison in such a grand manner today?"

"Suspicion? I am in this position. With just a slight movement of my fingers, I can make anyone who dares to doubt me go into despair. Who would dare? What's more," Wu Youzhen smiled arrogantly, her deep eyes were full of city officials. , "I'm here today, don't talk about these people, even a fly will definitely not be aware of my existence."

"Oh, so that's the case." Meng Heng nodded pretending to be clear, with a bit of admiration in his tone: "It seems that Mr. Wu is really well prepared this time, and he is well prepared."

The man squinted his eyes and smiled, and said in a low voice: "Of course, even to prevent Dr. Meng from stealing my mind with a few words or a glance at me when I'm not prepared, I have other plans."

"Once anything goes wrong with this official, Doctor Meng's life will be in danger." The man said in a dark voice, "So I advise Doctor Meng to make the most sensible plan."

But the young man chuckled, and said in a casual tone: "Thank you, Master Wu, for your reminder, otherwise, I almost want to take away Master Wu's will."

After saying that, he turned around and lay lazily on his side on the futon, resting his cheek on one hand, and squinting at the man.

"You!" Wu Youzhen seemed to be irritated by the young man's contemptuous attitude, she couldn't help but let out a low voice, and looked at the young man with a gloomy face.After a long while, he smiled angrily again, and said: "Dr. Meng can only calm down for a moment. When the day of the Li Fu Yin's public trial and conviction, thinking of such talents as Dr. Meng, he will die early, even me Can't help but sigh."

Wu Youzhen smiled slightly.

"So Doctor Meng, if I give you one more chance, should I choose to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and then rise to the top of the sky, or the path of exhaustion and self-satisfaction?"

Meng Heng shook his head slowly, and said with a slight sigh: "Master Wu's memory is really bad. Didn't Meng tell you the answer a long time ago? Those with poor memory like Master Wu should go to me." Buy a few capsules from the capsule shop to refresh your mind, oh, don’t make a mistake, and confuse Meng’s special capsules with the inferior products that can be made by any cat or dog, otherwise it will inevitably lead to a sudden death. ..."

Speaking of this, he smiled meaningfully and said in a soft voice, "It's up to you."

Wu Youzhen frowned fiercely, but after a long while, she continued to say "good" in a gloomy voice.

"Since Dr. Meng is so determined, I have nothing to say. I just hope that Dr. Meng can take care of himself." Wu Youzhen left without looking back.

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If the talks between Party A and Party B collapse, there is naturally no possibility of reconciliation in this case.

The so-called "public opinion" pressure from the plaintiff forced Governor Li to start the public trial of the case earlier.

Even if the proof link of this case is not perfect.

Because Wu Zuo had no way to deal with the most important witness and material evidence—that is, the boy who was killed by the plaintiff.

According to the orphaned woman, because she was too sad to bear to look at her murdered child again, she buried her in the loess prematurely.

The rest of the dead is greater than the sky, no matter what, it is impossible for the Yamen to hold on to this point.

The only way to know the outcome is in the courtroom.

The first day of the twelfth lunar month, early in the morning.

The last trace of autumn left so quickly that most people were staggered by the first snow in early winter before they could react.

There seems to be a shadow in the sky, the clouds are rolling and relaxing, and the pale morning sun only shows its face, and then sinks quickly.

Occasionally, a small crystal snowflake was blown on the face of a passer-by by the cold wind, and the person raised his head slightly and looked at the sky above his head.

But it is the flakes of snowflakes that are like paper.

However, even in such weather, many people surrounded the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion.

Just because this day is the opening of the public trial of Dr. Meng, who is rumored to be able to "cure heart diseases that cannot be cured by doctors in the world".

People who are unattainable and unattainable suddenly fall to the bottom of the valley, which has always been the most popular thing for gossip people. Moreover, since Dr. Meng became famous, he has never done good deeds because of his own reputation. The price tag, the doctor is like a merchant, it hurts the eyes of many people.

In addition, those officials who were once rejected by Meng Heng and wanted to ask for divination, already had a grudge against Meng Heng. He kicked hard, inciting most of the servants and servants in his house to come and booze and watch, to vent their personal anger.

As for the officials who had been helped by Meng Heng's medical visits, they were surprisingly unanimous in keeping silent now, wisely adhering to the official philosophy of acting upon hearing the wind and protecting oneself wisely.

Only in the face of adversity can we see the state of the world and the hearts of the people.This statement is never false.

However, the young man at the center of the incident didn't seem to care about it. At this moment, even though he was taken to court by the yamen servant, he still kept his back straight, with a faint smile on his lips.

Meng Heng stood in the center of the lobby, with a calm expression, without the slightest bit of discomfort from being scrutinized.

For him, the gaze of a vulgar person is far less interesting and challenging than that of a mental patient.

Even if there was a maliciousness in that gaze that couldn't be ignored.

There was a sound of the gavel in the hall, and the onlookers gradually quieted down.

Sitting under the words "Mirror Hanging High", the majestic man in the official uniform of cloud, crane and flower brocade swept his eyes over everyone one by one, and finally landed on the young man with his back straight even though he was kneeling at this moment, sighing softly from the bottom of his heart With a sound.

At this time, the master stood up and looked at the man, nodded slightly, then spread out the volume of documents in front of the case, and read slowly: "The suspect Meng Heng, on the morning of November 23rd, When Wei's mother and son sought medical treatment outside the capsule shop, they first delayed the treatment, and then gave the woman Wei's capsules containing highly toxic drugs, tricking her into taking it for her son, which eventually killed her son. Therefore, it constitutes the crime of murdering human life. The existing evidence is as follows: one is the plaintiff Webster's own testimony, two are witnesses from the passers-by Wang and Zhang, three are the highly poisonous capsules held by the woman Webster as evidence, and four are raids in the capsule shop The homogeneous capsules produced are the evidence. The witnesses and the material evidence are complete, the suspect Meng Heng, can you convict him?"

At the end of the speech, he put away the documents and shouted loudly. His vigorous and slow voice was like a bell, echoing in the silent courtroom, directly hitting people's hearts.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have lost his mind and surrendered after such a thorough questioning.

But the young man in the hall not only looked normal, but even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, he raised his head slowly, and said word by word: "Meng Heng, the grass man, will never plead guilty."