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Chapter 767 - 583 Some destinies (asking for monthly tickets!)
Chapter 767: 583 Some destinies (asking for monthly tickets!)
"This court hereby pronounces that the defendant Guan Libing is guilty of homicide and is sentenced to death, with a two-year reprieve of execution,"
The highly publicized case of a vendor stabbing a city urban administrative and law enforcement officer concluded with the strike of a gavel.
A suspended death sentence.
Although it’s nominally a death sentence, it’s essentially different from an immediate execution.
As long as no intentional crimes are committed during the reprieve period, the death sentence will automatically be commuted to life imprisonment.
In other words, Li Bing narrowly escaped death.
Of course.
If it weren’t for Fang Qing’s last, stirring and reflective closing statement, Li Bing would likely not have been able to escape his fate.
As for the verdict, neither the public supporting "an eye for an eye" nor those supporting Li Bing expressed any complaints. It upheld the strictness of the law while showcasing the brilliance of humanity, finding a balanced foothold between the two.
"Thank you, attorney Fang,"
From the defendant’s seat.
Li Bing muttered to himself, conveying his heartfelt gratitude to Fang Qing with his eyes.
Life imprisonment.
Though it sounds heavy and cold-hearted, at least there is life.
To be alive.
It means there is still hope.
With good behavior, there might even be a chance for sentence reduction.
Having paid the price for a moment’s lapse, Li Bing, under the magnanimity of the court police, slowly turned around and bowed deeply, solemnly and with remorse, towards the grieving families.
Immediately afterward.
Two officers led him out of the courtroom.
Next, he would be placed in a transport vehicle and moved to prison to begin his long sentence behind bars.
"Having you as his lawyer must be the greatest fortune of Li Bing’s life,"
Gazing at the approaching Fang Qing, Ding He couldn’t hide the admiration in his eyes.
Fang Qing’s earlier argument was indeed brilliantly persuasive; had he been in her shoes, he couldn’t have done it any better.
One could predict that Fang Qing would become famously sought-after due to this trial.
It’s a case of seeking fortune through danger; that’s the idea.
Some frustrated lawyers take on these highly publicized cases, and if they win, they shoot to fame and receive exceptionally rich rewards.
Of course.
Fang Qing was different. She wasn’t doing it for fame and fortune.
As for Li Bing’s sentence to life imprisonment, Ding He felt no particular emotional fluctuation.
After all, as a veteran lawyer who had handled countless cases, he had seen too many similar scenarios and had become somewhat numb to them.
"This is not the outcome I truly wanted,"
Fang Qing said, her face void of any joy.
"But this is already the best outcome; a suspended death sentence, which, whether for Li Bing or the court, the victims, or the general public, is acceptable. You have done your utmost. There is nothing to regret,"
Ding He said sincerely.
"If it had been any other lawyer, the likely outcome would have been execution, but you helped Li Bing grasp that slim chance of survival. This is your first case, and you should be proud of how well you’ve handled it."
"It’s over now, you haven’t had much rest these past days. Come on, I’ll take you back to get a good sleep,"
Jiang Chen said lightly as he took Fang Qing’s briefcase from her.
They headed outside.
"Attorney Fang, many legal scholars predicted that Li Bing would receive the death penalty, yet the result was a suspended death sentence. Attorney Fang, you changed the court’s decision. Do you really believe that Li Bing doesn’t deserve to die?"
As expected.
As soon as they exited the courthouse, a crowd of reporters swarmed around them.
Jiang Chen immediately shielded Fang Qing.
"Please make way, attorney Fang is overtired and needs to rest. I am Ding He from Tian He Law Firm, her supervisor. If you have any questions, ask me,"
Stepping forward, Ding He simultaneously whispered, "You and Fang Qing go ahead."
He was accustomed to such scenes and handled it with ease.
While Ding He dealt with the reporters, Jiang Chen escorted Fang Qing to the vehicle.
The Maserati left the courthouse.
When they had left the courtroom, Geng Long was nowhere to be seen.
"Why do I feel like you’re more downcast than Li Bing? He seems to be able to accept the outcome,"
Jiang Chen said while driving, "Don’t mention you being just a lawyer; even judges can’t always be satisfied with their decisions. And is Li Bing truly innocent? That’s not necessarily true. Mr. Ding is right; Li Bing was originally doomed, but you fought for that thread of life for him. From both a legal and societal perspective, a suspended death sentence is already the best outcome."
"I know,"
Fang Qing replied.
"Then why the long face?"
Jiang Chen laughed as he glanced at her.
"It’s my first time in court, I’m obviously a bit uneasy," Fang Qing explained.
"But you appeared quite composed when you talked about ’menial vendors and hawkers lead horses and sell syrup’, and your words were quite moving. That judge was quite professional. If it had been me, I might have actually released Li Bing as not guilty."
Fang Qing couldn’t help but laugh.
"That’s why you could never be a judge,"
"What’s so good about being a judge? You’re either sentencing someone to life or to death every day. With a weak mentality, you’d probably end up depressed,"
Jiang Chen joked, "Feel better yet?"
Fang Qing didn’t respond, opened her palm, unwrapped the White Rabbit Creamy Candy, and placed it in her mouth.
Jiang Chen glanced sideways, "You haven’t eaten it yet."
Fang Qing frowned seriously, "Where did you buy this? It doesn’t taste right."
"I bought it the day before yesterday at the supermarket near your apartment. It’s definitely genuine,"
Jiang Chen answered seriously, "If you want to taste the candy from your childhood, it’s probably impossible. The candy hasn’t changed, but your memories have added flavor to the sweets from when you were a kid."
"You might not make a good judge, but you could probably be a lawyer,"
Fang Qing said, tilting her head as if to praise his eloquence.
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