At the judges' bench.
As the presiding judge of this trial, Ma Qiao was also struggling with how to rule.
The current situation was-
The Prosecution Party had forcibly brought the case to trial, and he needed to deliver a verdict, but...
How was he supposed to rule on this case?
Honestly, given the actual circumstances, he could deliver a verdict, but it would certainly be overturned later.
If it was overturned later, he would certainly go down with it...
What would he do if the other side requested supervisory review?
There were too many problems surrounding the verdict in this case. He could not force a ruling through, and for the moment, Ma Qiao was somewhat unsure how to proceed.
After all...
At the outset, his thinking had been that he could not rule on the case arbitrarily.
If the prosecutor could produce strong evidence, a little favoritism on his part would not have much impact.
But at this point in the trial...
The Prosecution Party had no advantage, whether in terms of evidence or legal arguments.
He knew perfectly well what the outcome would be if he insisted on a conviction.
Although someone had put in a word... that was one thing, but the verdict concerned his own interests.
You couldn't just put in a word and make him take the blame, could you?
Impossible!
Could he ignore a word from above? Certainly not.
So the little problem he now faced was proving that he had done his best.
Surely there was nothing wrong with having done his best?
He took a deep breath and sorted out his thoughts.
At present, the only way to convict Xiao Haibo in this trial was to obtain some illegal evidence.
Where would that illegal evidence come from?
The witness was the