Chapter 234: Theatrical Scheme

"Crazy, truly crazy!"

"What's wrong with this guy Fang Lichang? Didn't they say the verdict result this time had all been decided? Why did he suddenly jump out and accuse that Han Meng of a bunch of crimes again??"

"He has been a prosecutor for eight years. Although it's not like he hasn't made mistakes at all, this time's matter is truly too outrageous... This is clearly going against Superior Gu Yuan. Was his brain kicked by a donkey?!"

"Did you guys feel the Aura emitting from Superior Gu Yuan just now? I almost thought I was going to be crushed into pieces on the trial stand..."

"Superior Gu Yuan has always been steady and low-profile in handling matters. It seems this time he is truly moved to anger."

"But having said that, I also didn't expect that defense lawyer to suddenly turn his coat... Didn't they say there was a letter given by Deputy Director-General Tan Xin? Why didn't he take it out?"

"Can't you see clearly yet? For this matter, someone behind the scenes is making trouble for the Court of Judgment... No, it should be said making trouble for the entire Enforcement System. It's purely to disgust people."

"..."

The jury and the crowd of Enforcers came out from the back door of the courtroom, eagerly discussing everything that just happened. Right as the crowd walked past the corner, an old man draped in a black windbreaker was standing quietly in front of them.

Gu Yuan indifferently swept a glance at the crowd,

"Where is Fang Lichang?"

"Don't know... As soon as the court adjourned, he disappeared." The crowd looked at each other and spoke blankly. "Probably he was too afraid of you, so he fled in advance and hid... Those few Enforcers who supported him are the same, fundamentally haven't seen a person."

Gu Yuan sneered coldly, "Has the guts to betray, yet doesn't have the guts to see me... And here I thought this Fang Lichang suddenly changed his temper. Looking at it now, I still overestimated him."

"Superior, what should we do now?"

"Yeah, those few basins of dirty water they splashed are too disgusting. Wait for the media's public opinion to ferment, and the trial pressure two days later will be even greater... How about we dispatch people in advance to give those reporters a..."

An Enforcer stretched out both hands and made a tying gesture.

"We are Enforcers, not bandits." Gu Yuan spoke in a deep voice. "If we really go and do this kind of thing, once the other party seizes the vulnerability, the entire Court of Judgment will suffer a ruined reputation."

"Then... then what other way is there?"

In Gu Yuan's aged eyes, wisps of faint light flickered. After a moment, he slowly spoke:

"You guys do whatever you need to do, don't mind the rest... I'd really like to see what other tricks they can have."

...

Outside the courtroom.

"Are all the photos taken?"

The crowd of reporters gathered outside the main doors, and the Squinting Man spoke in a deep voice.

"Taken." The crowd nodded one after another.

Zhuo Shuqing stood at the very back of the crowd, awkwardly wanting to say something, but hesitated and stopped.

"This is the news manuscript template for tomorrow and the day after. Write the content according to what's on this. You can play to your abilities appropriately, but the core viewpoint absolutely must not change. You must bite to death that Han Meng is a Dusk Society member, who deliberately opened the city gate to spread the Plague, understand?"

"Understood."

"Then let's disperse. Just stay at the Meili Hotel for these two days. The rooms have already been booked for you, don't run around recklessly." The Squinting Man waved his hand, and the crowd then dispersed on their own.

Zhuo Shuqing sneakily looked around a full circle, and then hugged his camera and quickly drilled into a small alleyway. His expression was extremely hurried, as if worrying that something was chasing him from behind...

He consecutively drilled through six or seven alleyways, glancing back from time to time. Only after confirming there was no one around did he finally breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Truly seen a ghost. Why did I have to run into that guy right at the courtroom door." Zhuo Shuqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, speaking with some lingering fear. "Good thing I walked fast, I was almost caught up to again..."

He calmed his state of mind. Just as he was about to head straight home, he looked up and saw that brown coat fluttering in the cold wind at the end of the Alleyway. The step he took abruptly stiffened in place!

He widened his eyes, as if seeing a ghost. "You you you..."

In the next moment, he only felt his vision blur. A powerful palm had already throttled his throat, pinning his entire person against the wall surface like a chick, emitting a burst of muffled sound!

"I should have told you."

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, an extremely icy killing intent spreading in the cold wind. "If you still dare to harbor crooked thoughts this time... I will kill you."

"Do you think I'm just joking with you?"

Bulging blue veins popped out one by one on the back of Chen Ling's hand, seemingly wanting to forcefully crush Zhuo Shuqing's neck to pieces. Under the gaze of those wolf-like eyes, Zhuo Shuqing couldn't help but tremble all over.

"I I I... I didn't do anything!!" Zhuo Shuqing spoke with a deathly pale face. "They told me to go make fake news... But this time, this time I truly didn't plan on doing it! I didn't take a single photo in my camera, and I didn't record a single sentence in my notebook either... I listened to your advice, really!! You can't kill me!"

Hearing this, a trace of astonishment flashed in Chen Ling's gaze. He violently yanked off the camera from Zhuo Shuqing's neck and began to inspect the film.

The film indeed had no traces of being used. In the notebook Zhuo Shuqing carried with him, it was also brand new and blank... It seemed this time, Zhuo Shuqing was truly frightened to death by Chen Ling. Even though he had already been invited to the scene, he simply didn't dare to make fake news. Instead, he just sat there honestly like a quail from beginning to end.

Chen Ling watched Zhuo Shuqing for a long time. His right hand released his neck, and the latter instantly stumbled and sat down on the ground, starting to cough violently.

"Very good, you have preserved your own little life." Chen Ling spoke slowly.

Zhuo Shuqing looked at Chen Ling in terror. Just now, he truly felt the killing intent emitting from Chen Ling's body... If he had truly recorded anything at the time, this guy probably would have truly killed him!

Having narrowly escaped death, Zhuo Shuqing asked tremblingly, "Then, then can I go home now?"

"No rush."

Chen Ling casually tore off a page from the Notebook and threw it in front of Zhuo Shuqing.

"Write down the few reporters who, like you, were bribed to participate in the courtroom spectating this time, including their names and affiliated media."

Zhuo Shuqing was startled for a moment, and asked tentatively, "What... do you plan to do?"

"You don't need to mind this. What? You're not writing?"

"Writing, writing, writing!"

Zhuo Shuqing picked up the pen without hesitation and began to write, completely selling out all his "accomplices" from today. At the same time, Chen Ling spoke again:

"Who are the people who hired you?"

"It's the prosecutor of the Court of Judgment, Fang Lichang."

"Did he say how to contact you?"

"That he didn't... He just told us to publish the news, and then stay at the Meili Hotel without running around recklessly, saying there would be a banquet or something... Probably afraid that the Law Enforcers will retaliate against us." Zhuo Shuqing immediately continued saying, "However, I already have no intention of getting involved in this matter, I just want to go home..."

Meili Hotel... Chen Ling jotted down this address, then took back Zhuo Shuqing's list, his gaze sweeping lightly over it.

"You can go." Chen Ling spoke indifferently.

Hearing these three words, Zhuo Shuqing felt as if he had been granted amnesty. Without hesitation, he turned around and ran. Halfway through running, as if he remembered something, he silently turned back, tucked his trendy messenger bag and camera from the ground into his embrace, and turned around to sprint madly.

Chen Ling folded the list properly and tucked it into his pocket. He looked back at the direction of the Court of Judgment, his gaze incomparably cold.

"This theatrical scheme of framing was played quite well... Since you want to perform, I will accompany you in performing to the very end."

Chen Ling withdrew his gaze and inserted both hands into his pockets. In the cold wind, the brown coat gradually disappeared at the end of the Alleyway...