(       ) Zhou's mother said to tears. "I asked him where the money came from! He never said it."

"Since you are unwilling to say it, how can you know that it was the money given by my client?" Zhou Shiman's lawyer said.

Zhou's mother said, "Because I am a mother, my son suddenly took so much money back. How could I not worry about what he was doing? I saw this in a pile of money!"

While speaking, Zhou's mother took out the note and asked the presiding judge to show it. The staff submitted evidence.

The presiding judge looked at the printed paper that had become blurred for a long time. "Why have you kept this voucher? It has been unconventional for so many years. And how can the withdrawal receipt be named as the remitter?"

Zhou's mother said, "This is a very large income from our family, so I have always kept this voucher. People with good conditions cannot understand it. As for why there is a name for the remitter, I don't know this. This was taken back by my son. At first, I felt that this voucher was of no use to him. But later I found that he seemed to care about this voucher because he looked for it later. But when I asked him, he didn't care. I didn't understand this at the time. But now I understand it because this is a piece of evidence that proves that Zhou Shiman wanted to buy a murderer."

There is an uproar now.

Zhou Shiman shouted like crazy. "What you said is not the truth. I didn't give your son money. Your thing is fake. You are wronging me."

Mother Zhou replied loudly. "I didn't, all I said was true."

The presiding judge knocked the trial hammer hard and stopped it loudly. "This is the court, and you can't speak without my permission."

Both sides finally calmed down.

The presiding judge asked Zhou's mother again. "Was Zhou Shiman buying murders you said? Your son said it or you analyzed it yourself."

"I... I analyzed it myself."

"Since it's your own analysis, it's not true."

Zhou's mother said anxiously. "If this is not true, why would Zhou Shiman give my son money?"

The presiding judge nodded and asked Zhou Shiman again. "Did you give this money to Zhou Xiaobo five years ago?"

Zhou Shiman hesitated whether to tell the truth.

"Is it or not?" the presiding judge asked vigorously.

"No!" Zhou Shiman replied.

The presiding judge glanced at Zhou Shiman and was very serious.

Zhou Shiman stuttered and changed her words. "Yes, it was my remittance."

“Yes or no?”

"Yes!" Zhou Shiman nodded.

"Then why did you answer no for the first time? What did you think?"

"I... said it wrong." Zhou Shiman gave a very lame excuse.

The presiding judge continued to ask, "Then tell me, why did you give Zhou Xiaobo the money? Did you buy the murderer?"

"No, I know that Zhou Xiaobo's daughter is sick, so I gave the money. But I don't need him to do anything for me." Zhou Shiman explained, but she closed her mouth halfway through her speech.

It seems that she has said the wrong thing.

The presiding judge asked. "So, you and Zhou Xiaobo know each other. As Ms. An said just now, you and Zhou Xiaobo are related!"

"No...no relatives! I just saw on TV that the child needs money, and I just wanted to do charity." Zhou Shiman said panickedly.

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Chapter completed!