Chapter 1587 The Man in the Painting

"This is generally stipulated in law," the lawyer explained. "For those who actively compensate the victim for economic losses and obtain understanding, taking into account the nature of the crime, the amount of compensation, the ability to compensate, and the degree of regret, the benchmark sentence can be reduced by less than 40%."

"Active compensation, but without understanding, can reduce the base sentence by less than 30%; if there is no compensation, can reduce the base sentence by less than 20%."

"The current attitude of the victim's family is that they do not accept compensation or apology, just to exchange for your heavy sentence."

Sheng Zeqi's face turned pale: "Then I..."

"Okay, don't think so much." The lawyer didn't want these things to affect his mood, so he comforted him, "These things will always be solved, so you should do what you should do."

"Mr. Sheng and I discussed it and planned to arrange an interview for you in the near future. You will say the words we have rehearsed in front of the camera. Mr. Sheng will work hard to operate it, use the power of the media to implement information to achieve the stigma of the victims and win the support of the masses for you."

"It is actually very simple to manipulate public opinion. Those who can easily be excited about one thing, as long as they push him a little, they can easily be excited about another thing. Although this trick can't deceive the county magistrate, sometimes they have to follow the case."

"In addition, I heard from Mr. Sheng that you can still draw, right?" the lawyer also asked, "Before the interview, you should draw a few more pictures, just express your apology to the victim's family as the theme, and publish it with the report."

"A good painting can often hit people's hearts. As long as you can convey beauty, love and warmth in the painting, people will believe that a person who can draw such a beautiful painting will not be too bad."

"A young man like you, who has a good appearance, family background, and talent, could have a bright future, but he fell in love with the wrong person... the public will also feel sorry for you."

"Besides, it's best to get some injuries on your head." The lawyer looked him up and down again, "Can you look better when you're on camera? Do you understand what I mean?"

Sheng Zeqi looked like "What the hell is it to look good on camera?" Seeing this, the lawyer explained responsibly: "First of all, at least, it cannot make people feel that you are doing too well here, right? Then Mr. Sheng and I planned to design such a route for you-"

"You thought a lot during your detention, thinking of the family that you hurt, you were in pain, blame yourself, and ashamed, so you thought of death... You are willing to use your life to compensate! How sincere your attitude of remorse is! Don't underestimate this, this attitude of remorse is also a very important part of sentencing."

Sheng Zeqi finally understood, and he also said three words with a smile: "Bitty plan?"

"The old man agrees too?"

The lawyer nodded: "Mr. Sheng said that those who can accomplish great things must learn to be ruthless. Being ruthless to others, and even more so to yourself. If you suffer a little now, you may be able to reduce the sentence by two or three years. That is your freedom for two or three years!"

...

A few days before the interview, Sheng Zeqi began to paint with all his might.

He did draw many beautiful paintings, interpreting family, love, friendship, and the images of people in the painting are so cute, conveying beauty and kindness.

But looking at these finished products, Sheng Zeqi suddenly felt a little confused.

Paintings are warm... But the person who painted these paintings had a life in his hands. For a moment, he couldn't tell which one of the gentlest painters and the coldest murderer was the real self.

...

"Who will really feel sorry for me?"

This question suddenly flashed through his mind when he fell down in a sensation of dizziness and severe pain.

"The old man and the lawyer taught me to play a trick. The prisoners around me were watching my jokes, and the people outside were shouting at me and shouting at me..."

"Will anyone in this world really feel sorry for me..."

...

When he faced the camera with blood-seeking gauze on his forehead, he confessed with tears in his eyes, and indeed gained a large number of sympathizers from the outside world.

These days, there are still many people who have "three views and facial features" and many people forgive him only when they see his face.

...

The day before the trial began, the lawyer came to see him again.

"How will it be judged tomorrow?" At the last moment, Sheng Zezhi's past arrogance was gone, and he was restless and sweating in his cold sweat. "How many years are there at least?

"What's wrong, this is," the first time I saw this "little hedgehog" and released her fragility without reservation in front of me. The lawyer felt it was fresh, "Are you scared?"

Sheng Zeqi did not hide this time and nodded honestly: "There is a little... don't tell the old man."

"When I think that my own destiny will be decided by others, I... feel very annoyed and unhappy. The environment here is poor, I can't sleep well every night, and I will think randomly. I think if I really... I have been sentenced to many years before I go out. Now the times are developing so fast. Will the world change when I go out? Can I still adapt? Then will my life be over? I will... think a lot."

The most common thing he said was, "I want to go home... I especially want to go home early."

"You will help me...? You must help me... Now you can only help me!" He would keep asking for help, and as he spoke, he was incoherent.

The lawyer made a comforting gesture and signaled him to calm down first.

"At least a few years or a few years at most, I can't guarantee you this now, but I can tell you that our lawyers, every time we go to court, is like going to the battlefield, our mission is to fight for the best interests of the parties involved. Tomorrow, I will fight this battle with you."

"I might not say more, but Mr. Sheng really cares about your son. During this period, he has also done a lot for you. After going out,... he should be kind to him."

Mr. Sheng has agreed that as long as he can get the lawsuit, he will be hired as the chief legal counsel of Shengyuan Group and in charge of the entire Shengyuan Lawyer Group. Such generous treatment is naturally worth saying a few more good things for his future boss.

On the day of trial, Sheng Zeqi met his father again.

When he was arrested and escorted into the field, his father was still chasing the escort team and shouting to him.

"Aqi, don't be afraid, dad has already done everything. Then, what you ask in court, you can just answer it. There will be no problem, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Sitting in the court, he watched the changes in the hall coldly and felt a strong irony again.

It turns out that this is what you call doing everything well.

You only have this ability.

The lawsuit should have been quite successful, and the defense performed well, although many people have also criticized it for losing their conscience for money.

As for the verdict... From the moment of the verdict, some of the victim's family members collapsed on the spot, while others slapped their feet and cursed, it was indeed a result worth celebrating for the defendant.

Sheng Zeqi saw his father shook hands with the lawyer in tears and was grateful for his efforts for his own efforts. He felt ironic that such a result could satisfy you.

With the popularity of this case, the lawyer became famous for a while. After that, there were many vicious criminal cases, and the suspect's family was willing to spend a lot of money to ask him to help him sue.

He is the real winner.

After the verdict was over, Sheng Zeqi followed the constable without looking back and never looked at his father again.

Memories were trance intertwined, and a dim light hit his eyes, which brought him back to reality.

Looking at the dim cell in front of him, Sheng Zeqi smiled silently.

In the end, your abilities are limited.

So why did you draw such a big cake for me at the beginning, making me think you are really omnipotent?

...

On the other side of the morning training, Yue Xiangyang still said it when he reported to the prison guard, but Sheng was uncomfortable.

It is too provocative to say that he will not come. Sheng Zeqi dares to say that he dares to tell, but he dares not tell.

The prison guards did look "I understand". After Sheng Zeqi was imprisoned, he basically had two states, either he was slumped in the corner and half-dead, or he was angry and fought with others. Naturally, he was still half-dead and more worry-free.

"Hey, this kid is lazy again. At that time, it will be our turn to do the work he doesn't do." A prisoner began to whisper in the team.

"Who made him a relative? The privileged class is different from us." Another prisoner was used to it, "You should say less, last time a new prisoner choked on him and was transferred not long after."

Everyone laughed and talked for a few words, and they all became busy.

...

The thin morning light flows obliquely, pouring through the iron railing on the newly completed drawing paper of Shengze.

The girl in the painting has long light pink hair, slender eyelashes, big eyes, and a pair of blue eyes as bright as the starry sky. Just a few strokes can tell that she is a beauty.

But all he could outline was this outline, and he could never draw the rest.

Looking at the girl in the painting, Sheng Zeqi fell into long-term contemplation.

"Who are you?"
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