Are You Crazy? He’s only an Intern Lawyer?
Chapter 505 - 501: Are They Also Considered a Married Couple? What a Coincidence!

Chapter 505: Chapter 501: Are They Also Considered a Married Couple? What a Coincidence!

Wednesday, a workday.

In the morning, when he should have been at work, Zhang Wei uncharacteristically lingered in Lin Mansion.

"Good disciple, gather all the information about Forensic Yang Chunyuan and send it to my email."

"Yes, I know it’s a prosecution case. It seems the investigation has already been underway for some time. Just compile whatever information you can find; I intend to look into this case."

"Alright, if the colleagues in the department aren’t too busy, you can get them involved. I won’t be coming to the law firm today, tell Old Tie for me, will you?"

After giving instructions, Zhang Wei hung up the phone.

He then returned to his room, picked up some women’s undergarments that were on the bed, and took them along with his laptop.

The laptop was placed in the living room, while he put the undergarments in the washing machine.

An hour later, the bathroom door opened.

Amidst the rolling steam, a figure emerged from blurred to clear.

Mo Yuzhu, wrapped in a bathrobe, walked out looking refreshed.

The bathrobe only managed to cover her chest and lower body, leaving her fair neck and slender legs, along with her petite and delicate feet, completely exposed to view.

It must be said that Mo Yuzhu is different from those immature girls; her figure is quite voluptuous. Among the women Zhang Wei knew, probably only Jessica and Sister Xiao Wu could compare to her in this respect, truly a feast for the eyes.

As for his elder and younger "daughters," they were no match at all.

"I’ve washed and ironed your clothes for you. You can change right away."

Zhang Wei quickly diverted his gaze from her and pointed to the clean clothes in the bamboo basket.

"Thank you."

Mo Yuzhu said thanks, picked up her clothes, and went into Zhang Wei’s room.

Before long, the sound of rustling clothes came from the room.

Zhang Wei shook his head, dispelling certain romantic notions from his mind, and then opened his laptop, waiting for the email.

After a short while, Mo Yuzhu came out neatly dressed.

Compared to when she was drunk the day before, she was much more sober today, keeping her head down the entire time and sitting next to Zhang Wei.

Ding!

The email arrived.

"Just in time to check the news that my disciple has gathered. By the way, do you know what your parents are involved in?"

"I’m not quite sure. I only know that people from the investigation department came to search our house and then left. As for their business, I’m not too concerned."

"Alright then."

Since Mo Yuzhu couldn’t provide any useful information, Zhang Wei had to rely on the email for updates.

As he opened the email, Zhang Wei started scanning it quickly.

"Hmm, Councilor Mo is planning to resign?"

"I heard so. He’s under investigation; he’s probably scared."

Mo Yuzhu curled her lips, seeming to have little worry about her father.

Whether the father-daughter relationship had cooled or there was some other reason, Zhang Wei was not sure.

"That’s strange, the investigation against Councilor Mo seems to lack specific charges?"

"I heard it’s because of my mother."

"Forensic Yang?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei clicked on the email about Yang Chunyuan and started quickly browsing its content.

"Forensic Yang has been indicted, and it’s a criminal prosecution. The prosecutor has been transferred from the neighboring city, oh, that I understand. After all, she’s Dongfang Capital’s top forensic doctor and is quite well-known there. So it makes sense, to ensure judicial fairness, to bring in a prosecutor from the neighboring city."

"So that means the jurors are probably also brought in from the neighboring city, right? Given that Yang has served this city for so many years, many people have at least heard of her?"

In trials, many juries have to deal with something called the celebrity effect.

If the suspect is a person of local fame, external factors like notoriety can influence the jurors’ decisions.

If the suspect is a good person who often does good deeds, having locals on the jury is unfair to justice.

After all, even if many locals haven’t directly benefited from the suspect, they might have friends or family who have some connection with the suspect, and this is information that the courts are unlikely to thoroughly investigate.

Therefore, in the trials of public figures, jurors and prosecutors are usually brought in from other cities to prevent these external factors from interfering.

"The one taking action this time seems to be a prosecutor from the Southern District General Procuratorate, apparently even a deputy prosecutor general. He’s a big deal!"

The Southern District General Procuratorate holds an even higher rank than the Procuratorate Headquarters of Dongfang.

After all, the Procuratorate Headquarters oversees Dongfang Capital and occasionally gets involved in surrounding cities.

Whereas the Southern District General Procuratorate, as the name implies, manages the entire prosecutorial system of the Southern Region of the Dragon Country.

The fact that a deputy prosecutor general is involved this time shows the Southern District General Procuratorate’s level of attention to the case.

"Speaking of which, although there is information about the case in these materials, there is not much description of the charges against your mother. Why is that?"

Zhang Wei flipped through all the emails but seemed to find nothing about the conviction of Yang Chunyuan.

"This, I’m not sure either," Mo Yuzhu said, shaking her head in confusion.

"Then it seems I have to go see your mother..."

As Zhang Wei spoke, he turned back to look at Mo Yuzhu, asking with a curious expression, "One last thing, I have to confirm, has your mother hired a lawyer?"

"It seems, no..."

There it is!

Zhang Wei felt confident he had the full picture now.

If no one else had taken the case, then it was up to him.

Zhang Wei ascended the stairs and knocked on the door of a room on the second floor.

"Second daughter, I have to go out today for a case, remember to eat lunch properly when you’re home alone."

"Got it, got it..."

The voice that came from the room belonged to Zhao Xiaoxiao, who answered perfunctorily.

With this, Zhang Wei felt at ease.

"Let’s go, Classmate Mo!"

"Actually, you can just call me by my name."

"Alright, Classmate Mo, got it, Classmate Mo."

Mo Yuzhu: "emmm..."

...

Inside the second ring, a high-end residential community.

Amidst the rows of townhouses, the greenery was lush, gardens abounded, little bridges crossed glistening streams, and the scenery was pleasant.

In such a bustling and lively city, being able to enjoy such a tranquil atmosphere was a sign that this neighborhood was costly.

It was said that to buy a house here, you needed not only money but also status and social standing.

And one of these villas, with a side suite and a garden of over a hundred square meters, was the home of Mo Yuzhu.

Zhang Wei followed Mo Yuzhu into the villa area and saw quite a few people tailing them nearby.

"These must be from the Investigative Division, probably worried about the risk of your mother fleeing due to guilt, and they’ve been specially arranged to keep watch," he said.

After looking around, Zhang Wei understood the situation.

"My mother is definitely not a criminal, I have confidence in her!" said Mo Yuzhu as she muttered and took out the keys to open the door.

Inside the villa, past the foyer, was a lavishly decorated living room.

Mo Yuzhu casually tossed the keys onto a porcelain bowl on the living room shelf.

Zhang Wei was startled for a moment. It seemed that bowl was an art piece with some history behind it—are you not worried the keys will damage the exhibit?

"I’ll go upstairs to check, my mother has been either at home or in the laboratory these past few days. Her movements are restricted, she won’t be going anywhere else."

Mo Yuzhu hurried upstairs, leaving Zhang Wei alone in the living room.

"It is said that before Councilor Mo was elected, the family seemed quite wealthy. Yet he himself had no blemishes on his record. This time he’s under investigation, probably because of collateral damage from his wife?" Zhang Wei thought, looking at an oil painting in the center of the living room, a thoughtful expression on his face.

The painting depicted a couple, the man stern and the woman cold. Though they were "nestled" together, they seemed awkward and far from amiable. It was impossible to tell they were a loving couple.

From just this painting, Zhang Wei could see that neither spouse seemed to care for the other. Even the supposed gesture of intimacy lacked physical contact, as if both were maintaining a certain distance from one another.

Strained marriage?

Or perhaps, the pair had married as a matter of convenience with no real sentiment involved?

While it wasn’t good to pry into others’ family affairs, Zhang Wei felt it was necessary to understand the family circumstances of his client if he were to take on this case.

Click!

Just then, the sound of a key opening a door was heard.

Following that, a man in formal attire, despite the sweltering heat, walked in through the front door.

His face was stern with a mixture of helplessness and confusion in his eyes.

He was like a 35-year-old middle manager who had just been laid off due to company restructuring, his bewilderment masking a disbelief that he, of all people, had been cut.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Zhang Wei sitting in the living room, the man immediately sensed something was amiss.

A young man, average looks, dressed in formal attire, could he possibly be...

"Good day, Councilor Mo, I am a friend of Classmate Mo. I’m here because..."

"Ah, that girl, she’s at that age now, huh."

Mo Juren sighed, then nodded his head, "Young man, do you know what my daughter does for a living?"

"I do, a forensic scientist."

Mo Juren frowned and looked helpless, "I had recommended some young people to her before, but once they found out she deals with corpses every day, each and every one of them ran off with a bitter face, some even scared to meet her. Two of them did meet her, at her workplace, but the next day, they couldn’t be reached anymore."

Regretting it deeply, he thought he should never have let his daughter become a forensic scientist.

Why didn’t he voice any objections when she was choosing her major back then?

He tried to recall if he had said anything when Mo Yuzhu was picking her major, but couldn’t remember.

Mo Juren furrowed his brows, considering it should have been a major family matter—how could he have no recollection of it?

All in all, he simply regretted letting his daughter become a forensic scientist.

Dealing with corpses every day, how could he explain that to others?

"By the way, young man, what’s your name, and which unit are you from?"

"My name is Zhang Wei, and I’m a lawyer at Jincheng Law Firm."

"Oh, Zhang Wei, the name sounds common, but the unit is quite good, a lawyer at Jincheng Law Firm, you..."

Mo Juren’s eyes suddenly widened, then realization dawned on him.

"Jincheng Law Firm, Zhang Wei... you, you, you, you’re the ’Homicide Lawyer’!"

"Councilor Mo, what’s the matter? That nickname is just a misunderstanding by the public. I, Zhang Someone, am a law-abiding, good citizen," Zhang Wei quickly defended himself, seeing Mo Juren’s reaction.

But clearly, Mo Juren wasn’t in the mood to listen.

In his heart, he was cursing loudly!

Damn it all!

His daughter could have chosen anyone, but she had to choose a lawyer.

And among so many lawyers in the Dongfang Capital, she had to choose this one.

As for Zhang Wei claiming to be a law-abiding, good citizen,

Mo Juren thought, did he have any clue at all why he was nicknamed the ’Homicide Lawyer’?

Right at that moment, a sound of footsteps came from the top of the stairs.

Stomp, stomp, stomp!

The noisy footsteps came, not from one person, but two!

Hearing this familiar sound, Mo Juren’s brows furrowed.

He saw a plainly dressed woman descend the stairs, facing the two men.

She bore a resemblance to Mo Yuzhu, her complexion pale and haggard, her face weary and anxious, her spirit seemed even more diminished than her daughter’s behind her.

This weary woman, evidently, was Yang Chunyuan, the mother of Mo Yuzhu, who had lately been under investigation.

After the mother and daughter came downstairs, they sat down in the living room.

Zhang Wei noted a small detail.

As Yang Chunyuan took her seat, Mo Juren didn’t even glance at her, and the couple turned their gazes away from each other, even the places they sat were a good distance apart.

Mo Yuzhu had no choice but to sit between her parents.

"Mom, this is the Zhang Wei I’ve mentioned to you about."

"Oh, Lawyer Zhang, right? I’ve heard of your reputation. Many people in our office gossip about your cases; they say you’re quite impressive," Yang Chunyuan said, but her voice lacked any trace of emotion, feeling icy cold.

"Forensic Yang is too kind, I’m just doing my best at my day job," Zhang Wei chuckled in response.

"Lawyer Zhang, did you come here today for personal reasons, or is it work-related?" Mo Juren quickly interjected while casting a glance at his daughter.

Mo Yuzhu lowered her head as if she sensed her father’s questioning look.

"Actually, I just wanted to see if the case needed my assistance," explained Zhang Wei, also looking at the concerned party, "Forensic Yang, have you found a lawyer yet?"

"Pfft, I’ve called every familiar lawyer in Dongfang Capital, and they hang up on me faster than if it were a spam call once they know it’s me!"

"So you don’t have a lawyer then?"

Zhang Wei nodded, took a business card out of his pocket, "Forensic Yang, please allow me, Zhang Wei, to offer my services..."

Yang Chunyuan accepted the business card but immediately looked at Mo Juren, "Did you find him?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Would I find a lawyer from Jincheng for you?"

"Heh, as expected, all you care about is your own reputation!"

Yang Chunyuan didn’t know whether to cry or laugh upon hearing Mo Juren’s reply, ending up with a cold snort.

Once again, their gazes shifted away from each other, reverting back to the disagreeable state from before.

"Lawyer Zhang, since you weren’t brought here by him, then you are my daughter’s guest?"

"Yes, Classmate Mo and I are friends."

"I think there’s more to it than just friends, don’t you think?"

"Forensic Yang, what are you implying? I..."

"You don’t need to explain!"

Yang Chunyuan waved her hand, cutting off Zhang Wei.

"My daughter has grown up; as long as she doesn’t make the same mistakes I did, then I can rest easy."

"Yang Chunyuan, what do you mean by ’not making the same mistakes as you’!"

"Councilor Mo, that’s exactly what I mean. I wasn’t thinking clearly when I agreed to that marriage. We had an agreement to leave each other alone after getting married, yet you truly didn’t bother with me at all, did you?"

"What are you talking about? You were the one who wanted to focus on your career and not interfere with mine, what did I do wrong?"

Councilor Mo became agitated as well, and after rebutting, he said angrily, "And this time, it’s clearly you dragging me down, yet you still talk as if you’re in the right?"

"What, you want to argue?"

"I’m not one of the vulgar folks; I just want to reason with you!"

"Alright then, let’s reason! I, Yang Chunyuan, have dedicated 30 years to the laboratory and believe I haven’t set a foot wrong. It’s clear that this case was orchestrated by your political rivals, it’s you who have implicated me!"

"Nonsense, although I, Mo Juren, am not boastful, I’ve been honest and upright, and the city council even recognizes me as a representative of integrity. Since becoming a councilor, everything I’ve done has been for the citizens of Dongfang Capital. How could I possibly offend anyone?"

"Heh, you’d believe the words of a politician?"

"This time it’s because of your case that I’ve been dragged into this mess. Your own dirty work has led to me being investigated by internal affairs, I’m not even allowed into the city council. Do I not suffer a loss?"

"Mo Juren, you..."

"Yang Chunyuan, you are the one who..."

Zhang Wei never expected that with an outsider like himself in the room, this couple could still argue so fiercely.

He had planned to discuss the case with Yang Chunyuan, but it seemed impossible now.

It was at this moment that Mo Yuzhu nodded at Zhang Wei and gestured for them to leave.

Zhang Wei readily agreed.

The two left the villa to the sound of Forensic Yang and Councilor Mo’s quarrel.

"Your parents argue like this every day? How long has it been?"

"I don’t remember, but ever since I was young, I’ve never seen them together. If they hadn’t both been suspended this time, I guess they wouldn’t be facing each other like this, right?"

"That’s extreme?"

"Yeah, as far as I can remember, this is the first time they’ve sat so close to each other."

Zhang Wei recalled the nearly 3-meter distance between the two.

Is that considered close?

Well, it seemed that the couple’s problems were quite serious.

But Zhang Wei was not a family lawyer, nor did he want to meddle in these domestic issues.

"So, since both your parents are like this, let’s go meet with the prosecutor and find out more about the case."

As a defense attorney who had reached an oral agreement with Yang Chunyuan, Zhang Wei now had the right to meet with the prosecutor.

Not only that, he could also review and study some of the public evidence and case summary documents.

"Let’s talk after seeing the evidence!"

"Yeah!"

Mo Yuzhu nodded her head; although her parents had a bad relationship, that didn’t stop her from doing her part to help Zhang Wei as a daughter.

"By the way, who is the prosecutor again? Ask Old Xiao if he knows."

As he spoke, Zhang Wei quickly took out his phone and called Xiao Baihe.

Soon, he received some very unwelcome news from Xiao Baihe.

The prosecutor’s surname was Zheng, named Zheng Fenyong.

But the problem was, this Prosecutor Zheng had a brother named Zheng Qian!

Now Zhang Wei felt this was tricky!

How could this be such a coincidence?

It was too coincidental!