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One month is too difficult.

After a few days, Jin Zhou began to regret it. He was also blindfolded by beauty, and he kissed him for only one day, so why did Yang Shiyu kiss him for a while, and he agreed in a daze for a month?

I haven't seen such a discount in the jump sale.

Jin Zhou hadn't seen Yang Shiyu for a while. This afternoon, he prepared the trial materials for the car allocation reduction case and planned to submit them to the court.

Not long after he walked out of the car repair shop, he found a notice scrolling on the electronic display screen at the bus station, which was that the police offered a reward of 10 yuan for clues to the Tongzilou case.

"Why haven't we caught the murderer yet?" Jin Zhou muttered without stopping too much.

When I came to the court, it was only a matter of minutes to submit the materials. The bulletin board showed that Yang Shiyu was trying a fake gun case. At this time, Jin Zhou had nothing else to do, so he came to the criminal court where Yang Shiyu was.

The appearance of Yang Shiyu wearing a robe always gives people a sense of distance, which makes people dare not profane.

But Jin Zhou touched the corner of his mouth that was still not healed, and the image of him pressing Yang Shiyu on the trial seat inappropriately appeared in his mind.

"Quiet!" Yang Shiyu knocked on the gavel, glanced at the corner of Jin Zhou's mouth, paused for a moment, and quickly retracted it.

Today, the auditorium of the court is quite lively, and there are many family members of the defendants.

The defendant sold more than 10 imitation guns for others on the Internet. Since the country has extremely strict control over guns, if convicted, the defendant will face a minimum of ten years and a maximum penalty of death.

The defendant's lawyer's defense idea is that the imitation gun is not a real gun, which can be described as unique.

Originally, Jin Zhou came to see Yang Shiyu, but he was unknowingly attracted by the confrontation between the prosecution and the defense.

Prosecutor: "According to relevant regulations, when the muzzle specific kinetic energy is greater than or equal to 1.8 joules per square centimeter, they will all be identified as guns. Therefore, the imitation guns sold by the defendant should be identified as guns."

Defense lawyer: "The relevant regulations are the "Forensic Scientific Appraisal Criteria for the Injury Power of Guns". This regulation was formulated by the Ministry of Public Security in accordance with industry standards and internal documents. It violates the "Gun Control Law." In fact, in other countries... "

The people in the court were tit-for-tat, and the debate was extremely exciting. The only thing that affected the perception was the family members of the defendant.

Every time the prosecutor began to refute the defense lawyer, the family members would boo from below, and Yang Shiyu had to intervene to keep the audience quiet.

After a while, the defendant's family members started to boo again, and Yang Shiyu obviously became impatient, frowning and knocking on the gavel: "Quiet!"

After the family members shut up, he looked at the prosecutor and asked in a low voice, "Are there any other criteria for identifying guns?"

The prosecutor whispered: "No, but in the past this kind of cases were based on this standard."

"Then how?" The family members in the auditorium began to boo again, "Why should we recognize your standard? You should give me an explanation!"

"Yes, give me an explanation!"

Sitting in the corner of the last row, Jin Zhou couldn't help itching his hands. If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, he would have called a few brothers and dragged the booing people out to clean up.

Yang Shiyu knocked the gavel a few times, but failed to quiet the auditorium. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, knocked down the gavel violently, and raised the volume: "I said be quiet!!"

The court fell silent for an instant, and a cylinder appeared from nowhere, and flew from the trial seat to the defendant.

Yang Shiyu's movements froze, and the prosecutor and the defense lawyer were also dumbfounded. Jin Zhou stretched his neck to see, good guy, Yang Shiyu broke the gavel in his hand.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.

At this time, a sudden "haha" sounded, breaking the silence.

"Hahahaha." Jin Zhou covered his stomach and laughed wildly, completely ignoring the influence, "The judge knocked off the gavel, hahaha, I didn't expect you to have a talent for comedy, Judge Yang, why don't you participate in the annual comedy show?" What about the competition?"

The other people in the auditorium seemed to be guided, and laughed cheerfully. The prosecutor and the lawyer also tightened their lips, trying to suppress the smile on the corners of their mouths.

So Jin Zhou, who had attended so many court trials, was expelled from the court by the judge for disturbing order for the first time.

The case was more complicated and there was no verdict in court.

Jin Zhou had been waiting outside the court, and when he saw Yang Shiyu coming out of the court, he followed him.

Usually, Yang Shiyu was the first to walk to the elevator, but this time he just stood still in the aisle, and when Jin Zhou approached, he asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Curious." Jin Zhou said, "How will this case be judged?"

"Go and read the verdict online." Yang Shiyu turned around to leave after finishing speaking, and Jin Zhou followed suit and asked, "Are you off work now?"

This case has been tried for a long time, and it has already passed the off-duty time.

"What's the matter?" Yang Shiyu stopped and asked.

"No." Jin Zhou smiled, "I'll pick you up from get off work."

"I have to work overtime." Yang Shiyu said lightly, and continued to walk towards the elevator.

"Then I'll wait for you too." Jin Zhou didn't care, and said to Yang Shiyu's back, "Don't make me wait too long."

Jin Zhou was prepared to wait for half an hour, but when he came to the side of the road, he just put the cigarette in his mouth when a hand stretched out from the side, took the cigarette from his mouth, broke it and threw it away. Into the trash can.

"Let's go." Yang Shiyu walked forward without looking back, not caring whether Jin Zhou followed or not.

"Hey you..." Jin Zhou has no temper at all, why is he not allowed to smoke a cigarette?

But seeing Yang Shiyu with a thick file under his armpit, Jin Zhou knew that he was going home to work overtime, so he followed in a good mood.

"What do you want for dinner?" Jin Zhou asked.

"Go home and eat." Yang Shiyu said.

In fact, Jin Zhou meant that he would do the cooking, but Yang Shiyu obviously didn't know that he could cook. Hearing his question, he thought he was going out to eat.

"I mean, I'll make it for you." Jin Zhou grabbed Yang Shiyu's wrist and pulled him towards the vegetable market, "You just order."

"Are you cooking?" Yang Shiyu withdrew his wrist and frowned slightly, "Are you trying to poison me to death?"

"Look at what you said," Jin Zhou said, "If I want to kill you, do I need to poison you?"

Yang Shiyu looked at Jin Zhou coldly.

"Hey, are you kidding me?" Jin Zhou said speechlessly, "That's the only bad thing about judges, they're too serious and boring."

The vegetable market in the afternoon was not as lively as in the morning, so there was no need to crowd around.

The two walked around the vegetable market unhurriedly. Since Yang Shiyu was holding an important file in his hand, it was Jin Zhou who was picking vegetables and bargaining.

"All radishes are so expensive? It's fifty cents cheaper."

"It's still cheap, I'm a sweet radish, you'll know when you try it!"

"It's fifty cents cheaper, and I'll come back next time."

Carrying the radish, the two continued to walk forward. Jin Zhou looked left and right. After a while, he suddenly found that the police reward notice was also posted in the vegetable market.

"Did you see that?" Jin Zhou pointed with his chin, "It happened the night we went to Tongzilou. The murderer hasn't been caught yet."

"I heard." Yang Shiyu answered.

They are all in the same area, and the murder case is such a big thing that the colleagues around me have talked about it more or less.

"The murderer was committing the crime when we left." Jin Zhou couldn't help feeling emotional, "I remember when we were chatting by the window, someone came upstairs behind us, do you think it might be the murderer?"

"It's hard to say." Yang Shiyu looked at the vegetables on the vegetable stand.

"The police searched around, and no one had a motive, which is very strange." Jin Zhou said again.

"I definitely didn't check that kid." Yang Shiyu looked at the pork stall again.

"You say children kill people?" Jin Zhou waved his hands, "How is it possible? You are really dark inside."

"Didn't Lawyer Jin have seen the world?" Yang Shiyu looked away lightly, "Some children kill people at the age of ten."

Also.

Jin Zhou didn't guess any more, and hummed a little tune in a happy mood, recalling the words "Lawyer Jin".

When he came to Yang Shiyu's house, Jin Zhou put on his apron and started working in the kitchen, while Yang Shiyu read the file on the sofa.

After a while, Jin Zhou wanted to find something, so he turned his head and asked in the direction of the living room, "Where is the rice vat?"

The eyes of the two met directly. Jin Zhou didn't expect Yang Shiyu to be looking at him, so he asked inexplicably, "Why don't you read the file and look at me? Are you really afraid that I will poison you to death?"

Yang Shiyu's Adam's apple moved, and he turned his gaze from Jin Zhou back to the file, and said, "I've never seen you wearing an apron."

After finishing speaking, he added: "The rice jar is in the second cabinet on the right."

"There are many you haven't seen." Jin Zhou pouted his buttocks, bent down to open the cabinet, "I took off my clothes, and I will show you a naked apron?"

There was no reply from the living room, Jin Zhou straightened up and took a look, only to see Yang Shiyu undoing the tie of his overalls and walking towards the bedroom, probably going to change into home clothes.

Jin Zhou cooked a few home-cooked dishes. Although he was quite confident in his craftsmanship, he still bit his chopsticks and looked forward to Yang Shiyu's reaction.

"It's not bad." Yang Shiyu took a bite of shredded pork with chives and made an evaluation neither salty nor bland.

"Just okay?" Jin Zhou asked angrily.

"Better than I expected." Yang Shiyu picked up another dish with chopsticks.

Jin Zhou gave up and didn't expect Yang Shiyu to say anything good, but at this moment Yang Shiyu said suddenly: "Maybe a few guns will be subtracted."

"Huh?" Jin Zhou didn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Aren't you curious about the verdict?" Yang Shiyu said, "To reduce the number of guns, the sentence should be less than five years, and the details have to be deliberated by the collegial panel."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Jin Zhou's mouth, and he said, "Then this lawyer is pretty good."

After dinner, Yang Shiyu took the initiative to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Jin Zhou was sitting on the sofa digesting food when he suddenly received a call from Liu Yongchang asking him to go to the bar for a drink.

Brother Liu's call is never easy to refuse, so Jin Zhou responded, came to the kitchen door, leaned on the door frame, and said to Yang Shiyu: "The case in my hand will go to court soon, I will wait a while Go back and prepare for the trial."

In fact, Jin Zhou was going to drink, and Yang Shiyu didn't care about it, but he somehow felt guilty and didn't dare to tell Yang Shiyu honestly.

Yang Shiyu washed the dishes without looking back: "Okay."

About an hour later, Yang Shiyu's cell phone received a photo.

The person who was still cooking in his own home wearing an apron now changed into a low-cut v-neck shirt. He was smoking a cigarette while talking and laughing with the people around him while drinking wine.

There is also a message under the photo: people are in the bar.

Yang Shiyu replied with three words expressionlessly: Got it.

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The gun case is quoted from a real case, and has nothing to do with the main line and the sub-line, just make soy sauce