I want to translate your voice

Chapter 13 013 overlaps with the photo
The streets of Huadu, which have just entered autumn, are filled with the exclusive atmosphere of autumn. The cool wind caresses the yellow leaves on the branches, and the sunshine is just right to make people feel happy.

Today is the court session for the S Hotel incident.Song Yunmu went to Huadu Court with An Qingqing and Zhang Zecen.

After having a nightmare all night, Song Yunmu was in a daze. The alarm clock she ordered rang. She reached out and touched the medicine bottle, but remembered that there was no drinking water around her.

After checking that there were still more than ten minutes until the court session, I decided to look for a drinking fountain nearby.

He turned his head to An Qingqing and whispered, "Qingqing, I'll go look for a water dispenser nearby."

An Qingqing glanced at the time and remembered that she should take medicine, and said, "Yeah, go ahead. I'll call you if anything happens."

Then he stood up and made way for Song Yunmu to let her out.

Song Yunmu circled around and finally found a self-service water dispenser somewhere in the court.

Taking out the paper cup, this water dispenser needs to be pressed manually to dispense water. Song Yun held the paper cup and pressed it against the water outlet, his thoughts drifting away.

Shen Qinnian. After graduation, he should also engage in the legal profession.

No, why am I thinking of him again?

She sighed and reached into her pocket with her other hand to find the vial, not noticing that the water was about to overflow.

Just when the water was about to overflow, she felt a warm touch on her wrist and pulled her hand out of the water dispenser.

Song Yunmu was so frightened that he came back to his senses instantly and looked at the source of the warm touch.

Their eyes met, and those deep peach blossom eyes overlapped with those in the memory. The pupils were as dark as a whirlpool, as if they wanted to suck her in.

There was a discontinued spring that started to flow with warmth again, flowing into her nearly dead heart. It was like injecting life force into the heart, beating warmly and crazily, telling a certain emotion.

"The water is overflowing."

Hearing this voice for a long time seemed to appear in Song Yunmu's ears again through time.

She suddenly came to her senses and took half a step back.

Shen Qinnian wore a prosecutor's exclusive navy blue robe, and he still managed the loose fit well.

He let go of Song Yunmu's wrist.

It was probably because Song Yunmu was in a bad state. He squeezed the medicine bottle in his pocket tightly, twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a slightly awkward smile: "Thank you."

Fu Sheng, who was forgotten behind him, reminded: "Shen Jian, the time is almost up."

Shen Qinnian took back the left hand that Song Yunmu stuffed into his pocket. He could still see the gauze that had not been removed. He frowned slightly, but he just responded to her words calmly: "It's okay."

Then enter the court one step ahead.

When Shen Qinnian's figure disappeared from sight, she looked away due to a sense of loss, and then she took out the medicine bottle and drank the medicine mixed with water.

It turned out that he was going to be a prosecutor.

An Qingqing sent a text message.

[Sister Yunmu, it’s time to prepare for the court session. 】

Song Yunmu took a deep breath and walked towards the original place, pausing slightly in his steps.

Could it be that the prosecutor in charge of her case this time is Shen Qinnian? !
Song Yunmu closed his eyes suddenly and raised his hand to hold his forehead.

An Qingqing, who came to see Song Yunmu, held her arm worriedly: "What's wrong, Sister Yunmu, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Song Yunmu waved his hand and returned to his position with An Qingqing: "It's okay. I just remembered something."

He couldn't tell her that he suddenly remembered that he secretly kissed Shen Qinnian at that time. After so many years, he met the client under such circumstances. He felt a little guilty and embarrassed for no reason.

It's a good thing that Shen Qinnian didn't know, otherwise she should have found a place to hide when they first met.

When Zhang Zecen saw Song Yunmu coming back, he expressed some concern and watched with some concern as the final preparations for the trial were being made.

"I don't know what the punishment will be. Don't take advantage of that scumbag."

Song Yunmu looked up at Shen Qinnian at the prosecutor's seat. He was sorting out the final evidence with Fu Sheng. He didn't even notice that he was smiling slightly at this time, and his tone was full of trust: "The prosecutor will give Make reasonable sentencing recommendations.”

An Qingqing also looked at the prosecutor, and her pupils suddenly dilated, showing her nymphomaniacal and cute look: "Wow! This prosecutor is absolutely gorgeous!"

After looking at it carefully for a few seconds, he frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Wait, weird? Why does it feel familiar?" Song Yunmu didn't hear what she was saying clearly: "Huh?"

An Qingqing shook her head and felt that she was overthinking.

The presiding judge entered the room, everyone stood up, and announced that they could sit down.

The court has officially opened.

According to the procedure, Shen Qinnian listed Su Yi's crimes one by one.

And submit the evidence one by one to the presiding judge.

The language is clean and sharp, exposing Su Yi's crimes.

".This case is not only bad in nature, but also attracted social attention and had a serious negative impact. The parties involved had a bad attitude afterwards and made words that slandered the victim. In summary: According to the Criminal Law and international laws, it is recommended that the party Su Yi be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment Four years and five months, and will be repatriated to the country. The victim will also be given mental compensation and all medical expenses will be paid."

The evidence in this case was very clear, and the defense lawyer had no angle to defend. Su Yi, with his head still wrapped in gauze, lowered his head and trembled, confessed.

In the end, the presiding judge imposed the sentence in accordance with the sentencing recommendations put forward by the prosecutor.

The hammer sound fell.

Shen Qinnian squinted at Su Yi with a heavy gaze, as if he was looking at rubbish.

Song Yunmu breathed a sigh of relief, and An Qingqing on the side also patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's very satisfying."

"Don't tell me, this prosecutor is so handsome and yet so fierce."

Zhang Zecen brushed off the pleats on his suit and stood up: "A prosecutor must have a somewhat oppressive aura."

Song Yunmu smiled and said nothing.

When walking out, the two parties inevitably bumped into each other at the door.

Song Yunmu looked at Shen Qinnian with flashing eyes: "Thank you."

Shen Qinnian smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, and turned into the familiar lazy look again: "This is the second thank you since we met again."

Seeing Song Yunmu's somewhat embarrassed expression, he said again: "You're welcome, this is just my duty."

His eyes moved to her left hand, and he frowned unabashedly: "Is your hand okay?"

Hearing this, Song Yunmu raised his left hand: "Ah, it's okay. You can remove the gauze in two days."

Shen Qinnian nodded: "Don't bother me, I have to go back to the procuratorate."

"Okay, goodbye." Song Yunmu replied very officially.

When it fell on Shen Qinnian's ears, he raised his eyebrows slightly and showed an unknown smile: "Goodbye."

Then he and Fu Sheng left the scene.

Zhang Zecen was the first to speak in confusion: "Do you know each other?"

Song Yunmu looked away: "Yes, a college classmate."

Zhang Zecen expressed his understanding. After all, Song Yunmu's alma mater was Huadu University of Science and Technology, so it seemed quite normal to meet some unexpected people.

An Qingqing, who was curious about something, was surprisingly quiet, as if he was remembering something.

It wasn't until the three of them were in the car on their way back to the company that she suddenly shouted: "Ah!"

Song Yunmu, who was the closest, turned around subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

An Qingqing smiled and looked at Song Yunmu with bright eyes, as if he had discovered some secret: "I remembered it! I just said why it looks so familiar."

Then he teased Song Yunmu with a mischievous smile: "Is this prosecutor the one I accidentally found in your notebook when you were your senior year? He's the one who clipped the bad photo of your precious baby in your notebook. ah."

Song Yunmu's face turned red when he discovered his little secret: "No, no. Don't think too much about it." Finally, he was a little frustrated and said, "An Qingqing, shut up!"

An Qingqing had never seen Song Yunmu in such a vivid state. He blinked at her and closed his mouth like a zipper.

It turned out that the person who seemed to have stolen the low-quality photo somewhere actually appeared in front of her in reality.

(End of this chapter)