A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1622 - 328: Avenging Private Grievances and Self-Incrimination (Part 1)
Lawyer Pan gritted his teeth in anger, this idiot is digging his own grave.
"Stop... pay attention to court discipline." The presiding judge tapped the gavel, and the stern voice echoed in the courtroom, causing everyone to fall silent.
At this moment, someone walked in and whispered in the presiding judge’s ear. The judge unfailingly glanced at Dongfang Jian, who squinted slightly, thinking to himself, "This is not good."
The presiding judge coughed and said in a deep voice, "Bring the person up."
The door opened, and two armed police escorted a man up. The man appeared disheveled, his eyes filled with panic, and upon seeing the lineup, turned pale with fear, especially when he saw Li Xiaoxiao sitting in the witness stand, looking utterly hopeless.
Dongfang Jian’s hand on his knee clenched tighter and tighter, his gaze sharp and fixed on Yan Nanmo.
Qin Zhongwen glanced at him with a half-smile: "This drama is getting more interesting, wouldn’t you say?"
Dongfang Jian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I didn’t know Mr. Yan still had this trick up his sleeve. Planning to survive after a near-death experience?"
May it not lead to a fatal fall.
Qin Zhongwen smirked slightly.
"Fan Weihua, male, currently thirty-two years old, residing at Jingdu Baihua Road Jianxin Garden, graduated from the Jingdu Public Security Academy, currently serving as the Brigade Commander of Criminal Police First Squad at Jingdu Hailin Headquarters...."
As his information was disclosed, Fan Weihua’s complexion grew increasingly dire.
The defendant’s lawyer smiled at him, the grin unsettlingly eerie, and pointed towards Li Xiaoxiao in the witness stand: "Do you know this person?"
Fan Weihua instinctively shook his head and then quickly nodded: "Yes... I recognize her."
Lawyer Zhang chuckled and played the video clip again, causing Fan Weihua’s face to turn stark white upon watching it.
How is this possible...
At this point, things became clear; Yan Nanmo was indeed framed. Lawyer Zhang meticulously unraveled the opposing party’s evidence and cleared Yan Nanmo of suspicion, leaving Fan Weihua and Li Xiaoxiao as the prime suspects in the case. The court needed to gather new evidence, and under the pressing barrage from Lawyer Zhang, the presiding judge had no choice but to declare Yan Nanmo innocent and release him immediately.
Dongfang Jian felt his chest ache with anger but had to endure, unexpectedly defeated by this situation involving Li Xiaoxiao, which allowed Yan Nanmo to escape.
As the armed police came to remove his handcuffs, Yan Nanmo rubbed his wrist, and just as the judge was about to announce the adjournment, a voice called out: "Wait."
The deep, magnetic voice echoed through the vast courtroom, clearly reaching everyone’s ears.
A tall man stood up from the audience, step by step walking down.
The man wore a well-tailored black suit, accentuating his tall and slender figure, his strides purposeful and firm, emanating a cold aura. Even his silhouette exuded a chilling demeanor.
Everyone watched this man, unsure of what he intended to do.
Yun Ya looked at Yan Song’s back, a gentle and confident smile on his lips.
Yan Ke leaned closer to Yun Ya, whispering: "What is my brother about to do?"
Yun Ya responded with a faint smile: "Wait and see."
Qin Zhongwen raised an eyebrow with a smile: "Isn’t this the eldest son of the Nanmo family?"
The unease in Dongfang Jian’s heart grew, as he realized he had lost this round, caught off guard. He had no mind to chat idly with Qin Zhongwen anymore and, as he prepared to leave, Yan Song glanced at him, causing his footsteps instinctively to halt with that icy stare...
"Mr. Dongfang, why are you in such a hurry to leave? There is still a good show to watch." Yan Song’s lips slightly curled, though his eyes remained cold.
Dongfang Jian squinted and smiled, sitting back down: "Oh? I wonder what purpose Young Master Yan has come here for with such fanfare?"
Yet his heart held a sense of foreboding.
"My father was released without charge, proving the fairness and rigor of the law, not wronging innocent people. The wide-reaching net of justice will eventually catch those guilty, and the criminal will inevitably escape punishment from the law."
Dongfang Jian didn’t know what Yan Song was scheming.
"Unrelated individuals are forbidden to cause disruptions in the courtroom." The presiding judge was about to expel the person when they suddenly raised their eyes to him, causing the judge’s mind to jump upon meeting that gaze.
"Of course, I must also thank the presiding judge for his fairness." While these words reached the judge’s ears, they nevertheless sounded oddly sarcastic.
"This is a court, not a place for idle chatter. Take your discussion elsewhere." The presiding judge tapped the gavel.
Yan Song smirked, "Standing here in court, I feel the sanctity of the law. As a Hua national, as a soldier, it’s my duty and responsibility to protect the safety and property of the people, to bring those who threaten national security and the safety of the people to justice; this is my unshakable duty."
The deep, magnetic voice slowly reverberated in the courtroom, resonating in everyone’s ears, leaving their hearts shaken.
Yan Song suddenly fixed his gaze on Dongfang Jian, his eyes cold and stern, revealing an unwavering determination: "Dongfang Jian, you are suspected of colluding with foreign illegal forces, selling national secrets, abuse of power and law, causing death, framing colleagues—one by one, do you plead guilty or not?" His voice was powerful and resonant, like a heavy bell, striking heavily at Dongfang Jian’s heart.
As Yan Song’s words fell, the whole court erupted in shock.
Dongfang Jian was initially panicked, then angered: "What nonsense are you talking about? Apologize to me at once, or I’ll sue you for defamation."
Yan Song smirked: "Since I’ve dared to speak, I will take responsibility for my words."
He then took out a document from his pocket, showing it to everyone: "I am Yan Song, Minister of the Second Department of the Eastern People’s Liberation Army Headquarters. Recently, we discovered Dongfang Jian’s frequent contact with foreign illegal forces, which has raised our alertness. Under superior orders, we conducted an investigation into Dongfang Jian. After days of sleepless investigation, we have gathered extensive evidence of Dongfang Jian’s criminal activities. Here is the arrest warrant, and now we will take him away, awaiting punishment from the state and law."
Following Yan Song’s declaration, a group of soldiers entered from outside, directly detaining Dongfang Jian.
Dongfang Jian struggled, angrily shouting: "Yan Song, do you think your few words alone can convict me? Dream on! Let Duan Tiande see me. How dare he...?"
Duan Tiande is the General, Yan Song’s direct superior; without his consent, Yan Song wouldn’t dare arrest him.
Yan Song coldly sneered: "The General is very busy and has no time to see you. If you have anything to say, save it for prison."
Having said that, he addressed Qin Zhongwen: "Mr. Qin, apologies."
Qin Zhongwen glanced at Dongfang Jian, who immediately said: "Mr. Qin, help me, I’m being framed, this youngster is acting out of personal vengeance, he’s acting out of personal vengeance...."
Qin Zhongwen’s expression remained calm, without saying a word.
Yan Song raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You say I’m acting out of personal vengeance? Then Mr. Dongfang, can you tell us what private feud exists between us?"
Dongfang Jian choked, how could he admit publicly that he framed Yan Nanmo? That would be a confession without being questioned.
Seeing his silence, Yan Song coldly sneered: "Take him away."
"Mr. Qin, help me...."
Dongfang Jian was forcibly taken away; he hadn’t anticipated his opponent would use this move, completely unprepared.
He saw Yan Nanmo’s indifferent gaze, more humiliating than being outright mocked.
Such complete disregard, that high-and-mighty derision, suddenly made his heart plummet to the bottom.
