Dressed as a mystery novel victim

After three months, Li Xingyi's appeal review was put on the agenda. The identification results of the deceased 25 years ago, as well as the witness reports investigated by Yang Qingshui, were too weak to reverse the case, and the first appeal was rejected in the review court.

What's even more absurd is that the complainant's old case has not been cleared, and he commits a new case, and he still listens to the deliberation and judgment remotely in the prison.

"—Lack of key evidence, it is decided to dismiss the appeal..." Li Xingyi listened to the verdict in the hearing room set up for him alone.His face was gloomy, but his eyes had more brilliance than before, because he believed that he still had hope.

The prison is isolated from the outside world, but there is no shortage of newspapers. He learns about the outside world from the news every day.Zhongtian Group was investigated for money laundering, and Gao Yang was removed from the chairmanship of the chamber of commerce... He hated that people with more than 20 years would not have a better life, and Gao Yang might not be more relaxed than him in prison.

Yang Qingshui... At the beginning, he picked up a handful of straws in despair, but he did not expect that he was really fulfilling his promise.The news reported his movements every day, he fought in a high-profile manner, and did things that even spectators would sweat for him. He was risking his life for himself. Li Xingyi remembered this kindness in his heart, so what? Can you break the jar and fall down?

At the end of the live broadcast, "5178, don't watch, let's go." The prison guard said in a comforting tone.Li Xingyi stood up without saying a word, and glanced at the sky that was squared by the windows.

"It's going to be a success...it's safe and sound." He whispered silently.

"Failed." Yang Qingshui exhaled, extremely depressed.

He was at the scene of the trial and sat in the auditorium all the way to the end.Knowing that the result will not be good, but the dismissal of the verdict came down, I still have a feeling of bumping into the south wall in my heart, and my work was in vain.Before the entrusted lawyer left, he patted him on the shoulder: "It's expected, don't blame yourself. At least you are here, let everyone pay attention to this case, which is very helpful for subsequent appeals. Isn't this our original purpose? ?”

Arouse the attention of public opinion, and at the same time find more witnesses and evidence from that year, so far everything is in their expectation. "Okay, I'll put away my frustration. Even if I can't trust myself, I'll trust you." Yang Qingshui said, helping to pack up the paper materials, but was slapped away by the entrusted lawyer.

He put the dossier in the file bag, and then said: "Leave it to me here, your battlefield is outside." He said and looked outside.

Yang Qingshui: "..."

It was Zeng Yueer who sighed heavily and said, "I'm going to suffer from crowd phobia."

The news was leaked on purpose, and I also communicated with several big media. I can imagine how many reporters and photographers are guarding the gate of the court today.It was the desired effect, but the thought of going out was still tiring. Standing behind the gate, the two of them felt like prostitutes, endlessly sad.

Take two deep breaths, "Come on."

The two bodyguards hired were enough to separate the crowd from jumping on him. The scene was still chaotic, and Yang Qingshui walked to the steps of the main entrance, unable to move anymore.He smiled at the flashing lights in the front row and said, "Let's just talk here."

Questions repeated, "According to the petitioner's statement, the deceased Zhou Qi was pushed off the pedestrian bridge 25 years ago at the instigation of Gao Yang. Did you testify to reverse his case because of targeting Gao Yang?" "The last time you publicly stated your sexual orientation, some people thought you were sensationalizing and attracting attention, how did you respond?" "I heard that you have a close relationship with the police officers of the Regional Criminal Investigation and Investigation Team, are you afraid of being said to be private?"

The rogue's annoying question was especially annoying amidst the noise, Yang Qingshui suppressed the urge to frown and roll his eyes, and still smiled kindly and gracefully.Zeng Yue'er made a timely rescue and stopped everyone, "Everyone is talking nonsense, and Detective Yang is not easy to answer. Each family will take turns to ask questions, okay?"

As soon as the words fell, "Do you think you are a liar?" Someone interjected from the gap.

Yang Qingshui looked over. The reporter who was speaking was holding a microphone without a brand name and wearing a peaked cap. Only half of his face could be seen clearly. He should be a young man.

This question was thoughtless and quite offensive, so Zeng Yueer said, "Which family do you belong to?"

Before he could answer, Yang Qingshui said, "Whether he is a liar or not depends on whether this person can deceive him to the end. From this point of view, I am not."

The peaked cap reporter paused, "Is justice based on lies still justice? Do you do everything to change the world, or do you want to manipulate people's hearts and use the power of the mob to achieve your own goals?"

This person was vague, but for some reason he hit Yang Qingshui.

Yang Qingshui played a high-profile lunatic, holding the banner of justice, and doing the work of a cult leader to confuse people.Stepping on the edge, maybe one day he will fall into the abyss.

At this time, a black jeep drove over from the road opposite the courthouse. Lin Zhilu got out of the car and walked towards the crowd.

It seemed that Lin Zhilu was afraid of nothing, he didn't even frown in such a crowded and shoving scene, and he could even take advantage of the gap to talk to Lai Mian with a calm face.

Yang Qingshui suddenly smiled.The matter has an answer in his mind - even if one day he can't think about it and wants to live the addiction of being the master in this world, Lin Zhilu will be the first to rush up and slap him to wake him up.Lin Zhilu was his boundary line, if he crossed a little bit, Yang Qingshui shrank himself, how could he fall into the abyss.

But you can't say that when answering a reporter's question, he has to implement his own personality. "I don't care about what you said. I only said a few words, and I was worried about subverting the order and being manipulated. People who oppose me—are you too timid?"

Several reporters around him laughed when they heard what he said, and Lin Zhilu from the crowd gave him a light look, telling him to restrain himself.

It should have been the other media's turn to ask questions, "Excuse me, Detective Yang—" The reporter from Takahashi Daily was interrupted as soon as he started, and the man in the peaked cap interjected: "You said you don't care, stealing other people's identities to achieve your goal, It doesn't matter to you?"

His tone was so cold and violent, he didn't look like an investigative reporter at all.

Yang Qingshui's smile gradually disappeared, and his inexplicable thoughts reminded him that he should have noticed something.The pale half of the face, the thin and cold temperament of the whole person——

Suddenly, a thought clenched Yang Qingshui's heart!Regardless of pushing and shoving, he walked down a step, trying to see the other person's face clearly, "You..."

His hand barely missed the hat, but the man stepped back and dodged it.Just as he was about to pass again, a strong body suddenly blocked his way and stood in front of him.

This person is more than 1.9 meters tall. Yang Qingshui raised his face, and he smiled ferociously.

The following things seemed to happen in an instant, Yang Qingshui only remembered that the man took out a sharp knife from his pocket, and the shining knife hit his throat, and at the same time, Lin Zhilu rushed towards him.Immediately, the scene was chaotic, he heard the sound of bones and muscles twisting, looked down, the blade had sunk into his abdomen, and only the wooden handle could be seen.Only then did he feel severe pain.

Crying and screaming in a panic, Yang Qingshui felt that the world was very quiet. He looked at the blood on his hand, then at the sky, and cursed faintly: "I'll go..." Then he lost consciousness and staggered to the ground. Fall down.

Zeng Yue'er had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the hem of his clothes to prevent him from falling off.Seeing the length of the knife into her abdomen, she felt bad in her heart, and shouted in confusion: "Help me!"

Lin Zhilu had just pushed the attacker down to the ground, when he heard the sound and turned his head, he just glanced at it, and the veins on his forehead popped up.