Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: The Emotionless Little Ancestor

Shangguan Wanwan stared at Gu Yuzhi incredulously.

For a moment, she thought he was just bluffing, refusing to admit defeat.

However.

When the bloody evidence was displayed on the projection screen, her breath caught.

It was the blood-stained clothing she believed belonged to the real killer, Wang Youzhi.

This clothing was already presented in the last trial, so how could it be considered new evidence?

Gu Yuzhi’s calm voice then rang out: "This blood-stained clothing was found during a search of Wang Youzhi’s home, evidence from the crime scene. According to the forensic assessment, the amount of blood is less than 20ML, isn’t that right, forensic doctor?"

Forensic doctor: "Yes."

Gu Yuzhi: "Could a killer who acted on impulse without any prior preparation and stabbed someone three times resulting in their death, only have 20ML of blood stains on them? Without talking about science, just from common sense, is this possible?"

Forensic doctor: "The possibility is virtually non-existent."

The judge on the stage nodded slightly in contemplation.

Below the stage, the jury murmured in shock and realization:

"This evidence can be analyzed from this angle, it’s astounding..."

"Generally, once blood-stained evidence undergoes blood analysis, it’s enough, right? Considering the amount of blood as well, who would’ve thought!"

"Thinking about it this way, Professor Gu really makes a lot of sense."

"So, Wang Youzhi couldn’t have delivered the final stab, could he? A stab to the heart, then pulling out, would cause blood to gush like a spring..."

Once again, Gu Yuzhi led a paradigm shift in the audience!

Shangguan Wanwan dug her nails tightly into the documents in her hand, fiercely protesting to the judge: "Your Honor, I object to this evidence. Lawyer Gu’s logic is not rigorous. This might not be the only piece of blood clothes, there might be others that the killer already destroyed."

The crowd: "..." Hiss, the beautiful lawyer also seems reasonable, it’s not impossible.

Gu Yuzhi glanced at her, unhurriedly, and said, "Your Honor, in such a life-and-death struggle, where it’s you against me, how could the killer manage to keep stabbing while changing clothes for every stab? This logic is something even elementary school students wouldn’t buy."

The crowd: "..." Hiss, oh right, almost got swayed by the beautiful lawyer, this touching elementary logic, there’s no way the blood-stained clothing could be swapped back and forth, too far-fetched.

The forensic doctor added: "From the blood stain identification and the trajectory of blood spatter from the wounds, it can be clearly concluded that this clothing is indeed the directly blood-stained coat."

Shangguan Wanwan took a deep breath and had no choice but to temporarily abandon her challenge to this evidence.

But!

She absolutely would not let Gu Yuzhi succeed.

"Your Honor, by the same logic, if Wang Youzhi’s blood-stained clothing cannot prove he delivered the third stab, then neither does our client Li Meilian have a reason or evidence for delivering the third stab, after all, she had the least amount of blood on her."

She seized the opportunity to draw a comparison and quickly played the emotional card: "Of course, most of that blood is from when her deceased husband Yang Quan was abusing her daughter, it splattered on her, her daughter’s blood."

The venue erupted into sympathetic sighs.

With this reminder, everyone recalled that Yang Quan died because he had drunkenly abused Li Meilian’s daughter, leading her to the point of no return, and resulting in a struggle. Finally, it was the neighbor Wang Youzhi who heard the commotion, got emotionally overwhelmed, and stabbed Yang Quan to death.

The initially pitiful victim was actually Li Meilian’s daughter.

It’s said the young girl was only eighteen or nineteen, just starting college, a budding flower with infinite potential.

People’s hearts shifted towards the weaker side once again, involuntarily.

Shangguan Wanwan lifted her chin in satisfaction, sweeping a glance down the stage, seeing nearly everyone guided by her emotional card, showing sympathy, including even Gu Qiusha.

But when her gaze passed over Zuzi, she paused.

Zuzi...

How could that woman remain so cold and indifferent, completely unaffected by the rapidly changing emotions at the scene?

As if she had no emotions at all!

Could not be moved!

Could not be guided!