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Beijing.
People were starting to gather in the High court for the preliminary hearing of Fu Ting's case. The bailiff was overseeing the decorum. He wore a uniform similar to that of the cops.
The crowd muttered among themselves as they passed through Fu Ting.
"Isn't he the man who kidnapped his daughter and killed her?"
"Yes. What has the world come to now?"
"I heard the cops found the daughter's dead body. Do you think…that perhaps he raped her?"
"Who knows?"
"Quiet." The bailiff sternly said, and they hurriedly sat on their seats.
The jury consisted of four members. Two middle-aged men and two women. They were sitting on their desks on the judge's left side.
The judge was a woman in her late fifties. She was in front of the courtroom, sitting on the bench. Her slightly grey hair was parted in the middle into a neat bun at the back. She wore square spectacles that added on to her stern and fierce image.
