Guarding you in the fleeting years

  "May I ask the prosecutor, can a person who has just killed their loved one remain so calm and composed?"

  "As for the fact that my client and the victim's current boyfriend, Zeng Lei, had a dispute in the past," Lu Yiheng sneered, "the reason they had a dispute was because Zeng Lei once made indecent advances towards a woman at a bar. My client intervened out of kindness to mediate, but Zeng Lei ended up hitting someone and it escalated into a police matter. In this whole thing, my client wasn't in the least bit wrong."

  He nodded to his assistant lawyer, who stood up and handed over a few documents before silently sitting back down in the defense seat.

  "This is the result of the police investigation, with absolute credibility. A person who would even help a stranger in distress, I ask the prosecutor, how could he possibly have ruthlessly killed his own loved one?"

  Nie Zhen took a deep breath.

  "The defense attorney must clearly understand that on the night in question, aside from Zhang Ting entering Xie Wen's home, there was no one else." Li Jun began to emphasize the evidence.

  "Is that so?" Lu Yiheng retorted, "How does the prosecutor know that apart from me, the defendant, there is no one else? Does the prosecutor have the ability to recreate the scene?"

  Lu Yiheng posted a video again, which was a garbage truck. "On the night of the incident, this truck entered the residential area where the victim lived at 10:10 and left at 10:50. If someone was hiding inside, the surveillance camera wouldn't be able to capture it. The elevator has surveillance, but the stairs don't."

  "The most important point is that the prosecutor should clarify, the forensic identification of the victim's death time was 10:30, but I, the defendant, left the residential area at 10:25."

  Lu Yiheng looked at the prosecutor calmly and asked, "May I ask the prosecutor, what is the margin of error for the time of death as determined by forensic examination?"

  Prosecutor, "No more than ten minutes up and down."

  Lu Yiheng pressed the infrared remote control in his hand, and a 3D animation simulation of the scene he had made appeared on the projector. The animation simulated the entire process of someone leaving Xie Wen's house, walking to the parking lot, and driving away. The character's gait and posture in the animation were very similar to Zhang Ting's gait and posture from getting out of the elevator to getting into the car.

  "I, the party concerned, left the residential area at 10:25. However, considering my walking speed and the elevator's speed at that time, it would take him at least eight minutes to walk out of Xie Wen's home, take the elevator to the parking lot, and exit the residential area. Therefore, excluding the time I spent waiting for the elevator, he had not left Xie Wen's home until before 10:20."

  "Your Honor, prosecutor, I, the defendant, did not have the time to commit the crime on the night of the incident."

  Li Jun was speechless, and another long, low murmur of conversation ensued. The judges conferred for a few moments before the chief judge stood up and announced: "The trial is now concluded. This court will deliberate on this case. Court adjourned. The defendant Zhang Ting is led out of the courtroom."

  Nie Zhiyan stood up, and Lu Yiheng happened to turn around, flashing her a faint smile. She smiled back at him, walking towards him with a gentle swaying of her hips.

  As they left the court, the autumn sun shone brightly. Nie Zhiyan was led by Lu Yiheng and walked quietly beside him. Also walking with them were Zhang Ting and his family, as well as Lu Yiheng's assistant.

  They were discussing today's lawsuit, and Nie Zhiyan didn't intend to interrupt.

  Zhang Ting's mother suddenly changed the subject and said: "Girl, you are really lucky to have a boyfriend like Lawyer Lu."