What's wrong with this lawyer?!

To be honest, when Old Tang saw the skill of Photographic Memory, his first reaction was happiness.

Lawyers need to remember so much, and the law isn't just about those statutes; those are just the basics. There are also various kinds of judicial interpretations, which are incredibly complex.

More specifically, there are rules and regulations from government departments, and sometimes there are individual provisions for each province. Although one doesn't need to remember them all, being able to do so is definitely advantageous.

What's more important is that Photographic Memory is an active skill, meaning it only works when one actively enables it.

On a regular basis, there's no worry about remembering things you wouldn't be able to.

After all, some rather distressing things really can contaminate your memory, and you wish you could immediately erase those things from your memory...

Unfortunately, sometimes the things you want to remember, you can't, and the distressing ones you can't forget no matter how hard you try, it's quite helpless.

Quickly shaking his head to avoid thinking about those things, one realizes the mind is the hardest to control. Just now, by casually thinking, stuff like the Bulgarian Demon King "Laval," "Fucker," and the like simply popped up.

Trying hard not to think about it is impossible...

Too terrifying. If one day you enable Photographic Memory and see these kinds of things, you might have nightmares for the rest of your life.

Forget it, don't think about it. Old Tang originally wanted to quickly try out this skill to see just how magical it was, especially since it was followed by the word "pseudo."

But this is a detention center, and he was still waiting to meet with someone, so he could only suppress the urge and prepare to test it thoroughly after returning to the law firm.

The wait wasn't long, and soon a police officer came out and said, "Lawyer Tang, please come in."

They were acquaintances; he had visited the detention center very frequently while in Jingzhou.

It was the familiar room again, and upon looking at the iron bars in front, Old Tang couldn't help but feel that the conditions here were far worse than in Dongfang City.

At the same time, Song Siwen also received notification from the supervising police officer.

"Ah? A lawyer visit? Okay, okay, I'm coming right away."

She had been detained for quite some time, and she had not been released on bail, mainly because the nature of the case was quite serious.

After impulsively stabbing her husband to death, she had resigned herself to her fate: dead is dead, but her only concern was for her child.

A mother killing their father, that would be a nightmare to mention later in life.

Lawyers had been continuously visiting her, providing guidance, but she didn't expect that after the first trial had ended, someone would still come. Could it be they hoped to achieve something in the second trial?

Having been locked up for so long, Song Siwen was also aware that her situation was very serious; a change of verdict in the second trial was practically impossible.

Furthermore, she had pleaded guilty and accepted her punishment; under these circumstances, a second trial would purely be a waste of money.

With these thoughts, Song Siwen followed the supervising police officer to that familiar room.
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However, upon entering, she found that the person seated opposite her wasn't Lawyer Han but a very young-looking man with a pale face.

Could this be... Student of Lawyer Han?

Curious, Song Siwen took a seat and was just about to say something when she saw the young man across from her say, "Hello Ms. Song, I am Tang Fangjing, attorney at Tengda Law Firm."

Old Tang wasn't really considered a youngster anymore; as soon as the New Year was over, he would turn twenty-eight.

Time really flows like water; those three years just went by without much feeling at all.

Song Siwen thought faintly, wasn't Lawyer Han from Dafeng Law Firm? So, her parents wanted to change lawyers?

While she was thinking, Old Tang had already started to speak, "Well then, Ms. Song, let's begin now. I'll ask, and you'll answer."

Song Siwen replied, "Lawyer Tang, do you think there's any chance for my case? Many people have said that I've got a light sentence, at least ten years."

"Whether there's a chance, we'll have to see. Now, Ms. Song, answer my first question. You stabbed your husband four times, aiming at his chest each time.

What were you thinking at the time? You need to be specific because I see on the prosecution's indictment it says you were shouting that you wanted to kill him, right?"

Song Siwen's face changed; the young lawyer across from her had asked precisely about the thing she least wanted to recall.

But she had no choice; she had already gone through the memory countless times at the public security bureau, the procuratorate, and the court.

"At that time, I argued with him, I asked if he didn't want to continue with me, he said I was the one with issues, that the child was still young, that we should think about the child."

"I then said, so you know the child is still young, but then what you're doing outside, you don't even care about the family, and then he cursed me, and I cursed him back. At that time, I just thought, I don't want this anymore, I would rather be shot than live like this, he's ruined my life..."

At this point, Song Siwen's expression became vacant, "There happened to be a fruit knife on the table, I just grabbed it and stabbed him in the chest a few times, I even said I wanted to kill him..."

Old Tang nodded, then said, "Second question, your parents mentioned there was constant, severe cold violence between you and your husband. Is there any evidence of this?"

He had no choice; unless he took on the commission, he couldn't access the case files from the court again. For now, he could only gather information from here to see if he could confirm his own thoughts.