Chapter 289 "The Melting Pot" Court Session (2)

What a sneaky change of concept.

Zhang Mu denied the crime and blamed all the crimes on the nursing staff of the welfare home.

Every time he said something, Zhan Changqing translated it in sign language, and the content displayed on the screen was the same.

Qin's expression changed from anger to shock, and her pupils suddenly tightened.

boom!

He stood up, overturned his chair, and dropped his hand heavily on the table.

Jean signed angrily.

He is lying!

It's him, he's the one who does bad things!

"Attention to court order!"

Judge Liang Chenglei, who was sitting in the middle, spoke, and his solid voice was naturally more present than Qin's silent gestures.

"Good judge."

Zhan Changqing motioned to the young man beside him with his eyes and nodded politely in the direction of Liang Chenglei.

"Our client's situation is special, uh, you know, so his mood is not so...stable."

What nonsense is this man talking about? !

The audience in the audience stared in disbelief.

You were locked up in a small dark room, deprived of food, and your younger brothers and sisters were imprisoned. Did your emotions become stable? !

Judge Liang Chenglei frowned.

“Has the plaintiff submitted a complete medical report?”

His question is easy to understand. The trial court needs to first confirm the situation of the plaintiff and defendant to ensure that there will be no misunderstandings about random prosecutions.

"Mr. Judge, this is my client's personal privacy. As a minor with a disability, he should receive necessary protection."

Some viewers have already noticed something is wrong.

Isn’t the court procedure and the judge’s reaction a bit strange?

Is this really like a normal court hearing?

The judge immediately refused to accept the reasons given by Zhan Changqing and said that he would take the plaintiff's mental and emotional state into consideration.

Zhan Changqing told Qin in sign language with a serious expression.

Qin clenched her fists tightly, dug her nails into her palms, tried her best to hold back her anger, and gestured "I'm sorry" with her white-clenched fingers.

"Please continue to state the defendant."

The judge said in a calm voice.

Zhang Mu nodded lowly. Even though Qin had interrupted him angrily just now, his eyes when he looked at the young man were still full of guilt and tolerance, showing the helplessness often seen in elders.

"Xinhua Welfare Home is my hard work." Zhang Mu smiled helplessly and said, "However, the main source of income for an institution like the Welfare Home is donations. People from all walks of life do not pay much attention to children. I just want to try to do a side job, a small business or something, so that I can subsidize the hospital."

"The defendant should not elaborate on additional content." The judge interrupted expressionlessly.

"Ah, okay, okay." Zhang Mu nodded quickly, "That's right, because I am often busy with business and sponsoring outside the home, I have really slacked off in the management of the welfare home. I didn't expect that the head nurse in the home has lost his original intention. , the review of new caregivers is very lax, leading to negative consequences..."

"Ah, ah——"

Qin's voice was very hoarse and harsh, and her beautiful face was twisted into a ball of anger.

"Please accuser not to..."

"Mr. Judge, our client wants to speak." Zhan Changqing raised his hand with a serious face.

He patted Qin's shoulder to reassure her and started signing.

Zhan Changqing: Don't be anxious, just calm down first.

Qin's eyes were red and she stared at Zhang Mu fiercely. Her thin body was rising and falling obviously due to her heavy breathing, like a trapped animal covered with spikes.

He closed his eyes forcefully, took a breath, and then stretched out his hand and "said".

Qin: You know Zhang Mu is lying.

Qin: He sells children, and when someone transfers money to him via mobile phone, he can take away a child.

Qin: He asked us to listen to him tell a story. He was lying.

Qin: It will bleed, it will get dirty, it will die!

Black text on a white background, and the screen translations on both sides of the stage were extremely glaring.

Qin's hands were dancing rapidly. The movements were beautiful but also ferocious, and the veins on the back of her hands were stretched.

Jean: Six people died!

Jean: Everyone else bled!

Qin: The little lark flows by, the rose flows by, and the blue also flows by!

What was cut on the big screen was a close-up of Qin. Anxiety, anger and sadness appeared on his beautiful face at the same time, especially his eyes, which were dazzlingly red, with bloodshot eyes piercing into his eyes like vines.

Zhan Changqing patted him anyway.

Then, the lawyer turned to look at Liang Chenglei.

"Mr. Judge, our client said that there were not only new caregivers, but also many unknown people, as many as six. They pretended to be social volunteers. He saw it with his own eyes."

Zhan Changqing's expression was terrifyingly serious, but what he said was completely different.

"Rubbish!!"

Someone in the audience broke their voices with curses.

What the hell is this confusing right and wrong? !

Qin's "words" can be understood by the children sitting below, Zhan Changqing can understand it, and Zhang Mu who understands sign language can also understand it, but only the judge cannot understand it!

Zhan Changqing could change the facts with just one mouth, but Qin still looked at him trustingly!

"They can't hear it..."

The audience's voices trembled when they said this.

They didn't know that Zhan Changqing was blatantly telling nonsense to cover up Zhang Mu's criminal facts.

There wasn’t even a fair and impartial sign language interpreter in the courtroom!

Just because Zhan Changqing is on Qin's side on the surface, doesn't he need another procedure?

Or is it that the judge sitting high in the middle now actually has a crooked buttocks? !

The excited voices of the crowd did not reach the stage.

At this moment, it seems as if the audience is the mute.

In the court, Zhan Changqing's "translation" continued. Judge Liang Chenglei listened carefully and nodded slightly from time to time.

"Mr. Judge, this..."

Zhang Mu hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and said, "It's really my fault. I shouldn't be running around outside so often, making the children suffer so much in places I don't know."

"Go away!!!"

The audience's roars were even included in the live recording.

But Zhang Mu was wearing a wireless microphone, which was pinned to the collar of his well-tailored suit, and the volume drowned out the audience's voices.

Zhan Changqing continued to "translate".

Zhan Changqing: Zhang Mu doesn’t admit that he did this. He says you are lying.

Jean: I didn't!

Zhan Changqing: I know, but you are the only one saying that the judge cannot believe you.

Qin's eyes widened in astonishment, and she stretched out her hand to draw an arc in the front row of the audience.

Jean: They can all testify!

Jean: Me too!

Jean: We've all been hit and touched.

Qin: We are the ones being hurt!

It is ourselves who are hurt.

It was obviously a resounding sentence, but it seemed ridiculous at this moment.

Even if the victim is myself, who cannot hear or speak, I still have to overcome all difficulties to make others believe that I am telling the truth.

Can’t you see the looming bruises and scars on the children’s bodies?

Can't you see those wrinkled old clothes they wear?

There is no smile on each of their faces, and they raise their eyes cautiously. Can't you see?

Yes, we are disabled, we are deaf-mute.

But you people who are able-bodied,

Are you blind too?