Zhou Zheng's second verdict was soon out.
It was still 20 years and three months, upholding the original sentence.
On the day the verdict was out, Madam Zhou and the international lawyer that the Zhou family had spent a lot of money on had ugly expressions on their faces.
An application for a final judgment was filed.
Usually, as long as a case passed the final judgment, it was practically settled. If nothing went wrong, the verdict wouldn't be changed.
The weather in Beijing in mid-September was bad.
It had rained through the night. When they came out of the court in the morning, the sky outside was still so gloomy that it looked like it was going to rain, as cold winds blew.
Qiao Nian left the court with Qin Si and the others after the trial ended. She was walking down the stairs when a voice stopped her.
"Stop right there!"
