First-Class Lawyer

When Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan went to the nurses station, the young ladies barrelled a wicker full of complaints their way.

Most were directed to Gu Yan, of course. Everyone knew that he was Horace Lees lawyer.

In the eyes of many who didnt understand power of attorney, he was equivalent to Horace Lees guardian.

Every time I want to inject him with fluids, he refuses to cooperate. Every single time!

The young nurses werent as restrained as they were inside the ward, even pulling their masks down to their chin. Their mouths opened and closed like bouncing beans, rattling out a whole chain of offences.

He moves like a snake. One of the nurses expressively formed an S-shape with her hands. Every time hed be able to twist around and get past that needle tip! Normally when hes in bed, he isnt willing to move around, but at times like this, hes hatefully agile!

Lawyer Gu recalled the scene of Horace Lee leading the nurse in circles like setting a kite, and, with an aloof expression, he said, Ive seen it myself before.

Rather than feeding him medicine, its more like Im forcing him to ingest poison. When I see the refusal splashed across his face, I even begin to suspect myself that Im not a nurse, but a murderer!

Gu Yan,

Amyoh, thats the nurse in charge of injecting him by the way. A particularly spirited nurse complained, Shed just finished her night shift. Not only was she dead on her feet, but she was also driven to hot tears because of him. We spent ages consoling her before she calmed down enough to go back and rest. Dont you think this Mr Lee is too much?

Yan Suizhi folded his arms as though listening to a play, breezily commenting, For sure.

The young nurse was filled with indignation, Right?

Gu Yan,

So did you inject him in the end? Yan Suizhi asked.

Huh? The young nurse jolted, and she nodded. Yeah, we did. There are proper treatment procedures; we cant just skip steps. The police guarding the door couldnt watch on anymore and came over to help with the injection.

Yan Suizhi smiled at her, then locked eyes with Gu Yan.

They didnt linger at the nurses station but went straight to the testing facility.

Horace Lee was shoved into a testing room immediately after his jab.

On one hand, this was a routine check-up once every three days. On the other hand, the police probably also wanted to see if this suspects condition had seen a turn for the betterin other words, whether he was well enough to be discharged. Any longer in the hospital would cut their lives short.

There were not many waiting outside the testing facility, a far cry from the bustle of before as normal patients had all transferred to treatment centres opened by the Mansons in conjunction with Westshore.

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Yan Suizhi nodded to them in greeting from afar, then found a seat nearby and patted the seat next to him, saying to Gu Yan, Stop showing off your long legs. Sit down first; well have to wait another half hour at least. I dont like looking up.

Gu Yan complaisantly sat next to him, saying indifferently, Just sitting wouldnt suffice if thats so; I might have to bow my head still.

Yan Suizhi said irately, Why dont you suggest sawing your leg as well? Blame it on Lin Yuan for making me shorter with the genetic modifications; youll see after I recover.

Gu Yan was a man of rationality. Are you sure that growing five centimetres more will be of any use?

Professor Yan pointed at him, Shut it.

Gu Yan lifted his brows and obediently shut up.

The police officers couldnt hear what they were saying, but seeing that they seemed to be chit-chatting, turned back over, no longer paying them attention.

Yan Suizhi glanced at them out of his peripheral vision, then asked Gu Yan, What do you think about our clients behaviour?

Horace doesnt trust the hospital staff and feels uneasy being medicated. His vigilance is very high, said Gu Yan.

Of course, this didnt preclude that Mr Lee was born with deep-seated paranoia. But Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan felt that he had a reason for his behaviour.

What kind of person would have this type of mentality?

Im inclined to think that hes not the direct perpetrator behind the Elderly Bobblehead case, Yan Suizhi said. The perpetrator usually doesnt have anything to fear, for the danger comes from themselves. But he should know something behind the scenes or be in possession of something that made him certain that someone is out to get him.

This conformed to their initial hunchHorace Lees behaviour seemed deliberate.

He deliberately put himself under police watch, deliberately arranged for himself to be placed in a public area, deliberately ignited public furore, for countless eyes to be fixed on him.

And this made him feel safer.

Half an hour later, the indicator light above the testing room changed colours. The door opened, and Horace Lee greeted his lawyers under the watchful eye of a crowd of police officers. Finally remembered that youve got this client over here?

Gu Yan was collected. Not necessarily. It depends on whether you spin more stories.

Horace Lee narrowed his eyes. Then what are you waiting here for?

Yan Suizhi said with a smile, To check your test report for you at the earliest. Given your ability to offend a whole crowd of people every day, we have an obligation to keep an eye out, lest you get soundlessly silenced by poison.

Hearing this taunt however, Horace Lee chuckled meaningfully. Hah, this intern of yours is quite interesting. It appears that I havent hired the wrong lawyer; you lot do have some brains. Help me check on that, then. On account of this, Ill tell you guys the truth.

Yan Suizhi, Thank you; it must have taken an immense toll on you to tell this one truth.

Horace Lee,

They entered the analysis room beside the testing room with the police, getting the test results fresh out of the oven.

The test results at this time had yet to pass through the hands of any doctor or nurse, nor had they been uploaded to the query kiosks, so they wouldnt have been tampered with.

Gu Yan briskly scanned through them but didnt find anything outstanding.

These are not much different from the previous few tests. He said to Horace Lee, It follows that you are still safe for now.

Horace Lee furrowed his brows, seeming a little less than convinced.

Ill show your test results to a specialist later on, Gu Yan said.

Horace Lee recovered, rolling his eyes arrogantly. Frankly, I dont really trust specialists either.

Yan Suizhi, Do your own research, then.

Horace Lee,

Next to them, the police officers faces darkened upon seeing another test report of the same nature, utterly grief-stricken, for though the suspects symptoms had lessened slightly, it was still far from the level of recovery necessary for discharge.

Man, I just dont get it. He doesnt have a rash, nor is he on the brink of death; Im fucking done with this! Ive never seen anything like it before. An officer sporting droopy dark eye circles side-eyed Horace Lee and cursed under his breath, then muttered, If it werent for Id be this close to suspecting that Spring Ivy Hospital is covering up for the suspect.

Watch your words, another officer softly warned him.

Ive already filed the application anyway; itd be best to have the suspect transferred to a treatment centre. Theyd be able to treat the symptoms better over there, right? The officer with dark eye circles went on.

Catching a few words here and there, Horace Lee narrowed his eyes awry at that officer, and the fingers hanging down by his sides fidgeted very slightly a few times.

He seemed tempted to do something, yet quickly came back to his senses, sticking his hands into his pockets and saying to the police, Gentlemen, are you done talking? I want to speak to my lawyer back in my ward. You can submit whatever applications you want. But you have no authority to deny me this right.

The expressions of the officers turned even uglier, but they were unable to refute and could only glare over with loathing and annoyance at the few of them.

Yan Suizhi couldnt care less if these looks of loathing were directed at him, but it made him unhappy to see them turned to Gu Yan.

And so he angled his body, just enough to block Gu Yan from those officers lines of sight. His actions were as natural as they were when he was the dean, poised to shield his own with utmost composure and elegance.

He motioned towards Horace Lee, telling the policemen seemingly in jest, Go ahead and glare at Mr Lee, but youre not to glare at us.

The police,

Ten minutes later, they and Horace Lee sat face to face in the sick ward.

The police grudgingly shut the door for them, and the lights of all monitoring equipment in the ward blinked out.

Gu Yan sent a message to Fitz in the infusion room and several of Horace Lees test reports to Lin Yuan, then closed the hologram and looked at his client. Its time for you to keep to your promise, Mr Lee. I want to hear the truth.

Horace Lees fingers fidgeted, and at this he raised his eyes.

Unlike before, he didnt immediately begin to spin tales as soon as he opened his mouth. Instead, after a moment of thoughtful deliberation, he looked at Gu Yan, asking, If Im innocent, will you let me be acquitted?

Gu Yan calmly replied, Naturally.

Then if Im guilty? said Horace Lee.

Gu Yans expression was as calm as before. I will still defend your given rights.

On the Alliance First-Class Lawyers display wall, there was this saying:

If you are mortal, I vow that I will not let you be dragged down to hell. If you are the devil, I will send you to the most suitable hell.

If you must receive a ten-year sentence, I will not let you be sentenced to eleven. If you must be incarcerated, I will not let you be condemned to death.

Gu Yan looked at Horace Lee, and he said, Its highly probable that the trial will be brought forward. If you dont wish to bear crimes that youre not culpable for, then I suggest that you dont lie to me.

Briefly distracted, Horace Lee glanced out of the window, finally to say, Alright. Heres the truthIm not the culprit behind the Elderly Bobblehead case. But Ive set foot on every scene. There should still be traces I left behind which can be matched to my DNA, the strange drug detected in the elderly can be found where I stayed and in my luggage, and my fingerprints are on the cages. I even know why they were shut in those cages, as well as even more pertinent details. What can you do to get me found not guilty?

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