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trial room

The second-rate Shi Yaoguang calmed down and said, "We are from the same village, of course we know each other. My people have been keeping an eye on him, it's really not an intentional arrangement."

Haihua couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Are you addicted to pretending to be a good person? Thieves really think they just take things easily."

Haihua asked in confusion: "Then you can send someone to be the villain, there is no need to expose yourself."

The second-rate Shi Yaoguang's face darkened, and he stammered, "I... I regret it... I don't want to go back to jail."

"I... I heard that stealing is a crime based on the piece. I heard that Mr. Shi is seriously ill and dying. He is 90 years old. I... I don't want to kill anyone."

Haihua snorted coldly and flipped through the investigation materials: "You were only released on July 7, right? How come you don't know how to cherish your freedom and do illegal things again? Tell me how you contacted your employer. Tell me everything that happened. The more detailed the better. Tell me everything you know and help catch the mastermind. You shouldn't be sentenced too heavily."

The second-rate Shi Yaoguang's eyes sparkled: "Really? I'm willing to say..."

Officer Zhou and Yan Han, who were listening outside, pushed the door open and came in. Officer Zhou controlled his expression and said calmly, "If you smuggle less than three second-level cultural relics that are prohibited from export by the country, or more than three but less than nine third-level cultural relics, you will be sentenced to 5-10 years in prison."

"Theft of valuable private property, where the amount of personal property stolen is huge, starting from 30,000 to 100,000 yuan, shall be punished by imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years and a fine."

The second-rate man was filled with fear and anxiety. He knew that his lies had been exposed by Officer Zhou, and now facing this majestic policeman, he felt extremely nervous and helpless. He tried to calm himself down, but the panic in his heart made him unable to control his emotions.

Yan Han added in a cold voice: "Theft is generally punished by detention for 7 to 14 days, and the longest is no more than 37 days. Theft constitutes theft and needs to be investigated for criminal responsibility. Theft refers to the act of stealing a large amount of public or private property or stealing repeatedly, breaking into a house, stealing with a weapon, or pickpocketing public or private property for the purpose of illegal possession. You did it all."

"Also, a reminder that the maximum statute of limitations for theft is 15 years. Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, we will catch you back, confiscate your property, and impose a fine before sentencing you."

Officer Zhou stared at the ruffian with stern eyes and sighed, "You are really in big trouble this time. To tell you the truth, the items you stole are all rare and one-of-a-kind items. I'm afraid you will spend the rest of your life in prison."

Haihua whispered a number into the second-rate guy's ear, which scared him so much that his face turned pale.

Haihua sighed in his magnetic and pleasant voice: "My family also has an antique shop. I asked an experienced expert, and I think the amount is still too small."

However, no one is so stupid as to say that there is no market for an old item even though it has a price. Selling an old item at a high price still depends on chance. But if it is exported to a foreign country, it will definitely become a new favorite at the auction, and the price will be sky-high, so high that it will make people astonished.

During the trial, the defendant and the other detainees all went to the restroom. Zhou Weihui wanted to replace Liang Meifeng as the recorder, but was stopped by Officer Luo Jinjie.

"If it is not suitable, it will affect the defendant's resistance and make him feel aggrieved? He will not be willing to cooperate with the question and answer, or it may affect their memory."

Changing the commander at the last minute is a taboo in military strategy. Zhou Weihui, who loves to study, could only shrug his shoulders. He patrolled the 10 old villages once every five days. The police station was in a small alley in the center of the street, so there was no need for patrols. The remaining police officers and interns concentrated on studying the suspect's testimony, hoping to find more loopholes.

Officer Zhou looked at the time and saw it was past 4 o'clock. He turned around and said, "The person sent by the bureau should be here soon. Yanhan, go out and meet him."

The second-rate man's body shook uncontrollably when he heard this.

The rest of the people ignored and continued to choose to ignore

Officer Zhou and Haihua sat down again. Officer Zhou asked with eyes as sharp as knives: "My name is Officer Zhou Qinchao, and I am in charge of your theft case. Now I will ask a few questions as a matter of routine. You must answer truthfully."

: "Excuse me, what crime did you commit in your last case?"

The scar on the second-rate guy's face trembled, and he looked... a little pitiful. He asked in surprise: "What does this have to do with the current theft case... Don't you police have a file book... You can find out everything by flipping through it."

Chen Haihua was dissatisfied: "Shi Yaoguang, you just answer whatever my master asks you. Do you write a diary in advance when you are going to do something sneaky every day, just so that I can catch you? If you haven't committed any crime, who would have the time to look at your prison file again and again? Our police station is very busy."

After a change of mind, he kindly explained, "If you commit theft, you may be sentenced to a heavy sentence this time. If it is your first time to steal old items, then you are a first-time offender. You also helped the police to identify the mastermind and the gang, and provided useful physical evidence. You may be able to reduce your sentence by 1-2 years. If you return the stolen goods, you may only be sentenced to 1 year in prison, which means you will be sentenced to a little more than 1 year in prison, instead of 10 years. Is this easy to understand?"

"Wen Chuchu can't understand what I said." Haihua said this to Officer Zhou, his own man. If he doesn't understand, he will waste a lot of time. If he understands...

This translation was so weird that Officer Zhou and Liang Meifengwu felt like their livers were bleeding, but the words were crude, the logic was valid, and the meaning was the same.

Shi Yaoguang lowered his head, his voice getting smaller and smaller: "I... my last case was a fight."

Zhou Qinchao glanced at Shi Yaoguang and continued to ask, "Then why were you imprisoned? Tell me what happened in detail."

Shi Yaoguang took a deep breath and began to tell the reason why he was imprisoned last time. It turned out that he had an argument with someone after getting drunk, which then evolved into a physical conflict. In the end, he beat the other person severely and was sentenced to prison.

Zhou Qinchao listened and took notes. His eyes were always calm and sharp, as if he could see through every thought in Shi Yaoguang's heart.

After Shi Yaoguang finished speaking, Zhou Qinchao spoke again: "We will verify everything you said. If you conceal anything or make false statements, the consequences will be more serious. Do you understand?"

Shi Yaoguang nodded. He had been completely suppressed by Zhou Qinchao's momentum and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

At this moment, the second-rate guy's face suddenly became very gloomy, and there was a strange grayness in his paleness, as if he was a guilty thief who was caught on the spot. He didn't dare to look directly at Officer Zhou, his eyes were wandering, as if he wanted to find a place to hide.

Officer Zhou's shrewd eyes flashed and he asked again: "Tell me, who is the person who contacted you at the Shi family?"

Shi Yaoguang's body stiffened, and he said with a sad face: "Officer Zhou, tell me you have to protect me. I don't want to die. I hope I won't be silenced."