The final stage of the trial.
The moment when the dust settled.
"Jury, have you reached a verdict?"
Old Chen sat upright on the judge's bench, his expression serious, looking toward the jury box.
"Your Honor, we have reached a verdict!"
The chief juror stood up, holding the result of their deliberation, and read aloud:
"After deliberation by the jury, we unanimously find the defendant, Qian Zhisui, not guilty of the charge of treason!"
Old Chen, upon hearing this outcome, was not surprised at all.
"This court announces, following the jury's verdict, that the defendant Qian Zhisui is not guilty of the charge of treason. The defendant is permitted to be released. As for the acts of theft involved in this case, the prosecution may file separate charges!"
As Old Chen spoke, he glanced at the prosecution's bench, thinking to himself, "Of course, they'd have to have the spare time to press charges."
