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Sitting on the chair, Tang Anyao had long lost his usual calmness. On the contrary, his face was pale, and his fists on his knees were clenched tightly. It seemed that only in this way could he restrain his trembling.

The door of the waiting room was suddenly pushed open, and Zhuang Chuming walked in quickly with his assistant.

Tang Anyao immediately stood up, almost jumping in front of him, but the court police on the side immediately held him down and shouted: "Don't move."

Tang Anyao's eyes were anxious and urgent. He looked at Zhuang Chuming with his lips half-opened, wanting to ask something, but suddenly he didn't dare to ask.

Zhuang Chuming seemed to see his intention clearly, and said without nonsense, "The police dug up the sewer of your green house in Qingshuiwan villa the day before yesterday."

Tang Anyao said lightly, "What did you find?"

"Hair," Zhuang Chuming looked at him, and said helplessly, "there is still the remnants of human gums that have been almost dissolved, and there is a tooth on it. The forensic identification is from Shen Tao."

Tang Anyao slumped down on the chair as if his strength had been taken away suddenly.

"Our original idea of ​​attacking physical evidence is no longer feasible, and the defense strategy needs to be changed," Zhuang Chuming said with a frown. win once..."

Tang Anyao bent down, buried his head in his palms, and trembled all over.

Zhuang Chuming said: "You don't have to be too pessimistic, the tough battle is yet to come, I will find a way..."

"Tao Tao, is he really dead?" Tang Anyao asked hoarsely with his head buried.

"It's obvious from the evidence," Zhuang Chuming suddenly came back to his senses, and said strangely, "Of course Shen Tao is dead, otherwise why would we file this lawsuit?"

"No," Tang Anyao raised his head quickly, his eyes were crazy and stubborn, he rushed forward and grabbed Zhuang Chuming's collar, and said ferociously, "He's not dead, he won't die, it's not him, go check, it's not him! "

Zhuang Chuming looked at him in astonishment, and the bailiffs on both sides rushed up and pushed Tang Anyao back. Tang Anyao struggled like a trapped animal, and growled, "He's not dead, he can't possibly die, it's not him, it's not him!"

Zhuang Chuming's assistant lawyer was terrified, and he came over and whispered, "Sir Zhuang, it is said that he has mania, is this an attack?"

Zhuang Chuming's eyes lit up, he quickly formed an idea in his mind, and whispered to his assistant: "You're right, he's sick, go out and call for help!"

The assistant lawyer was surprised for a second, nodded quickly, and hurriedly ran out of the waiting room.

Zhuang Chuming took this opportunity to get close to Tang Anyao, seemingly helping the bailiff to subdue him, but in fact whispered in his ear: "Good job, keep going crazy, the more manic the better! I'll apply for an adjournment right away. The prosecution wants to win the game. It's not that easy!"

Tang Anyao raised his eyes, with madness in his sad eyes.

"Not him." He repeated stubbornly, "Not him."

Zhuang Chuming narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Are you sure?"

"No, no, it can't be!"

Zhuang Chuming met his eyes, then nodded as if making up his mind, got up immediately, and took a few steps back.

At the same time, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a group of people rushed in. The police, court staff, and even Tang Anbang's people, Zhuang Chuming silently stepped aside, watching them surround Tang Anyao and watch Tang Anyao break free , made a mess of the interrogation room, saw the back, the medical staff finally arrived, injected Tang Anyao with a sedative, put him on a stretcher and carried him out, everything suddenly became quiet.

"Why did Tang Anyao fall ill during the court trial? What about the news headline?" Zhuang Chuming watched the group of people drift away, and turned to his assistant and said.

"Very good, I will explain to them right away."

"The judge applied?"

"Yes, the defendant is sick, and the judge has to agree."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Mr. Zhuang," the assistant lawyer frowned, "but why did Tang Anyao insist that Shen Tao is not dead?"

"Because he's sick." Zhuang Chuming said plainly, "He loves Shen Tao, so he can't accept the news of his death anyway."

"Mr. Zhuang, should we make a fuss about Tang Anyao's illness?"

"This is a double-edged sword." Zhuang Chuming pondered, "Maybe you can kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. Let's see."

The headline of the next day's newspaper was indeed "Why did Tang Anyao get sick in court trial?" The report started with Tang Anyao's madness when he heard that Shen Tao's remains were found, and occasionally revealed that according to witnesses at the scene, Tang Anyao had been yelling, "That's not him, Shen Tao is not dead" and other nonsense.This detail pushed the whole case into a more complicated and confusing situation. Whether Tang Anyao was the murderer or not became a hot topic in the street for a while.

"Who is this witness at the scene?" Zhuang Chuming asked while reading the newspaper.

"We didn't arrange it," the assistant lawyer replied, "but he helped us by saying that. It was probably arranged by Mr. Tang Anbang."

"It's unnecessary." Zhuang Chuming closed the newspaper.

While they were talking, another assistant ran over and said, "Boss, someone is looking for him, claiming to be sent by Mr. Zhou Jinghui."

Zhuang Chuming raised his eyebrows and said, "Please."

The man obviously came in a hurry, wearing very ordinary casual clothes, holding sunglasses in his hands, this time he didn't greet him when he entered the door, and said directly: "Zhuang Dazhuang, I brought you something.

He handed over the kraft paper bag in his hand, and Zhuang Chuming immediately opened it to check it. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Zhou for me."

"Mr. Zhou said that this is what he should do."

Zhuang Chuming lowered his head to look at things, and suddenly asked, "How do I call you? What's your relationship with Tang Anyao?"

The man was taken aback, and then said, "I'm his personal assistant. Zhuang Dazhuang can just call me Ah Jun."

"No wonder Zhou Jinghui is willing to let you bring such important information." Zhuang Chuming put down the information and asked, "Have you known Tang Anyao for many years?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhou and I are both old people from the Tang Clan." Ah Jun thought for a while and added, "The Tang Clan is a joke name for Tang Dao's team in the circle."

"Yes." Zhuang Chuming nodded, and said again, "You Director Tang doesn't believe me, and some things are not true. It is difficult for me to fight this lawsuit for him."

Ah Jun is an honest person, and immediately said in a hurry: "Master Zhuang, why would Director Tang hire you if he doesn't believe you? At this critical moment, please don't misunderstand..."

"He always thinks that Shen Tao is not dead, but he doesn't tell me, which makes me busy. Doesn't it mean that he doesn't believe me?"

"No, that's not the case. After all, Mr. Shen never sees people dead or dead. He loves Mr. Shen, so naturally he has extravagant hopes..."

"Oh? It's that simple?" Zhuang Chuming disapproved. "You don't want to say it. Anyway, the lawsuit is like this. No matter how capable I am, I can't win without the cooperation of the parties..."

Ah Jun was about to cry, and said, "But, Director Tang didn't hide anything from you..."

"Why not?" Zhuang Chuming rolled his eyes, glanced at him and said, "You might as well tell me some things, for example, it is said that Tang Anyao loves Shen Tao, what exactly does he love about Shen Tao? I have seen the photos, Shen Tao Although he looks good, it's not enough to make an international director fall in love with him at first sight, right?"

Ah Jun said in a daze: "This may be because Shen Tao meets the standards that Director Tang has pursued for many years. I remember that he had just established a relationship with Shen Tao, and he was very excited to tell me in private, Ah Jun, Tao Tao is like me. A treasure that was lost many years ago, and now I have finally found it..."

"I found it after I lost it," Zhuang Chuming's eyes flashed with interest, "This is surprising..."