Chapter 881

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

After Zhang Shaoping took on this case, he came from Guangzhou to Shangou Village the next day to have more detailed communication with Zhang Zhongtian, and then formulated a response strategy.

After Zhang Shaoping understood the whole process of the matter, he immediately went to contact that friend who had lent the car to Zhang Zhiqiang, notifying him that in legal terms, he must bear part of the responsibility for this matter.

Then he went to contact the victim's family, and negotiated with the victim's family.

"Mr. Meng, Ms. Yan, hello. I am Zhang Zhiqiang's defense lawyer Zhang Shaoping. This is my business card. From now on, you can contact and communicate with me regarding this matter."

The victim's father is called Meng Yang, and his mother is called Yan Aifen.

These days, they have been washing their faces with tears all day.

A white-haired person sending off a black-haired person — no matter who this happens to, it is definitely a huge blow.

Let alone the fact that the deceased was their only son.

They are now middle-aged; wanting to have another child is almost an impossible thing.

"We have nothing to communicate about. Our only demand is a life for a life."

Meng Yang said with a cold face.

Yan Aifen then said:

"If that surnamed Zhang still has a shred of responsibility, he should come find us himself. What's the meaning of sending a lawyer over!"

Facing Meng Yang and Yan Aifen's attitude like this, Zhang Shaoping's heart had no waves.

As a lawyer who has a bit of reputation in the industry, he has seen plenty of people who are even more communicative than this couple before him.

"Mr. Meng, Ms. Yan, truly sorry. My client is not unwilling to come communicate with you; it's that he really cannot come. He is currently seriously injured and still lying in a hospital bed."

Zhang Shaoping explained calmly.

"What about his dad? Before it was always his dad coming to communicate with us. How come his dad didn't come this time?"

Meng Yang asked.

Zhang Shaoping said:

"His dad is a lung cancer patient, and it's already late stage. He probably has at most half a year of life left. Before, his dad was forcing his body to come communicate with you; now his body really can't take it anymore, so that's why he entrusted me to come communicate."

Yan Aifen frowned:

"You're deceiving us, right? Before he looked fine, how did he suddenly become late-stage lung cancer?"

Zhang Shaoping immediately took out Zhang Zhongtian's previous inspection report and handed it over:

"This is the client's father's inspection report. You can go verify the truth or falsehood."

Yan Aifen and Meng Yang looked at it, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

Zhang Shaoping continued:

"No one wants something like this to happen, but since it has already happened, it must be resolved. I understand your psychology of wanting to avenge your son, but this is obviously impractical. After all, my client did not commit intentional homicide. Even if sentenced according to legal standards, my client would at most be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of less than seven years."

Yan Aifen wiped tears:

"Could it be that my son just died in vain like this?"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"Of course he cannot die in vain. So you should communicate even more actively to obtain the compensation you deserve. I checked, and you only have one only son. Now that your son is gone, you need to consider your own old-age support issue. My words may be a bit presumptuous, but I am a lawyer; I only analyze pros and cons. I hope you can understand."

Meng Yang with a black face:

"Aren't you just trying to speak for that murderer to persuade us to forgive him? No way!"

Zhang Shaoping, retorted like this, still remained calm. He said:

"I am not speaking for my client. I am just handling this case, hoping both sides can get a relatively better outcome. So rather than saying I am a lawyer, it's better to say I am a mediator."

Yan Aifen cried:

"Our son is gone, what's there to mediate? We don't need you to mediate!"

Zhang Shaoping saw this middle-aged couple was so hard to persuade, and immediately switched to another line of thinking:

"Then how about this: why don't you take a knife right now, go to the hospital, and kill my client."

"What?"

Meng Yang and Yan Aifen both couldn't help but be stunned.

Simply hard to believe their own ears.

This lawyer before them actually said such words.

Zhang Shaoping still maintained calm. He repeated:

"I said, you go kill Zhang Zhiqiang. This way you can avenge your son."

Meng Yang and Yan Aifen both had faces full of shock, staring straight at Zhang Shaoping, unable to speak for a moment.

Zhang Shaoping continued:

"Whether it's the police or the court, they definitely cannot sentence Zhang Zhiqiang to death. So if you want Zhang Zhiqiang to pay with his life for your son, the only way is for you to do it yourselves."

Meng Yang with a black face:

"Are you joking? And you call yourself a lawyer! Actually saying such words!"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"I'm not joking. I'm very serious. You going to kill Zhang Zhiqiang benefits both sides. One, you avenge your son. Two, my client actually doesn't want to live anymore. You kill him, he might even thank you. Him being alive is actually more painful than dying."

Yan Aifen with eyes full of disbelief:

"What kind of words are these?"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"This is the honest truth. My client is now seriously injured and has had a leg amputated. Being alive, he can only be a cripple. The subsequent rehabilitation treatment costs are even more of a bottomless pit. Most importantly, his wife passed away not long ago, and recently he learned his father has lung cancer. On top of that, he's now run into this rotten mess. One major blow after another — it's normal he doesn't want to live. Not just him; if it were me, I wouldn't want to live either."

Meng Yang said coldly:

"If he doesn't want to live, he can just commit suicide. Why get you to persuade us to kill him? What exactly do you mean by this!"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"He wants to commit suicide too, only he can't. He's lying in a hospital bed right now; turning over is difficult, let alone suicide. So you go kill him. This is a small request from my client."

"Outrageous! Is this how you act as a lawyer!" Meng Yang was furious beyond measure, pointing at Zhang Shaoping and cursing up a storm: "Do you still understand the law? Don't you know killing is illegal?"

Zhang Shaoping, however, remained calm:

"Mr. Meng, don't get excited. I naturally know killing is illegal. But you've lost your son, lost your hope — aren't you also not wanting to live? That's why I'm giving this perfect solution. You go kill Zhang Zhiqiang; your wish for Zhang Zhiqiang to pay with his life is fulfilled, and Zhang Zhiqiang can also obtain release from suffering. It can be said to benefit both sides — why not do it?"

Yan Aifen said coldly:

"He wants release from suffering? No way! He ran over and killed my son — how can he be let off so lightly! I want him to keep suffering! This is his punishment!"

Zhang Shaoping smiled calmly; his objective had been achieved.

So he took the opportunity to say:

"Fine, since you don't want him to die that quickly, then let him live on in suffering. Let's discuss the next issue — do you still want compensation or not?"