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In the spectator gallery, Qin Mu sat in the center, with Zhang Qingyuan on his left and Li Weiguo on his right. He glanced sympathetically at Zhang Wei in the lawyer's seat. Qin Mu's own expression was somewhat peculiar.
In court, Liu Qiao's defense lawyer was currently presenting his defense arguments, trying to get a reduced sentence for Liu Qiao. However, the defense points were all conventional and didn't have much effect. And Zhang Wei, the expert in sentence reduction, suddenly found himself with no outlet for his skills, idly playing with his fingers, teetering on the edge of questioning his existence.
"Xiao Qin, why do I feel like something is off with Lawyer Zhang? It's like all his defendants are causing trouble again," one of them said.
"This lawyer is really unlucky. Actually, his skill level is quite good; it's just his luck is bad," another chimed in.
"As a defense lawyer, he hasn't even used his full strength yet, and his clients are already...gone..."
