Cui Minying's back slowly disappeared from sight, and Lin Zhexun smiled bitterly and shook his head. This incident cost him a lot of effort, but it can be considered a good ending.

Hope everything goes well next.

He turned around and continued walking towards Wu Xiangyu's office. But as he got closer to the door of Wu Xiangyu's office, he found that the flow of people was getting bigger and bigger.

This is not a toilet, not a cafeteria, and not a food market where people watched prisoners beheaded in ancient times. This is the office corridor of the Second Criminal Division of the Eastern District Prosecutor’s Office. Although there are many people here, it is impossible to let the floor with less than a hundred people in total be crowded.

This three-meter-wide corridor is so congested.

I saw dozens of people standing at the door of Wu Xiangyu's office, looking towards the door from three floors inside and three floors outside.

Was Oh Sang-woo caught for corruption?

It's impossible. Although Oh Sang-woo is a bit grumpy, a bit too successful, a bit fond of fame, and a bit vulgar, he still does things decently.

Lin Zhexun stood outside the crowd, curious, but unwilling to return the favor, so he squeezed in. But the faces of the people in front of him didn't seem very good-looking.

Something big happened?

Lin Zhexun, who had just felt a little happy because he had solved the problem of Ahn Sil-wan and Park Tae-hwan, suddenly felt a little bad. He gently patted the shoulder of the clerk in his own office and asked softly: "What's the matter?

Already?"

The clerk turned around and saw that it was his trainee prosecutor. He did not have any emotions or other negative emotions. He lowered his voice and returned: "Prosecutor Song is here and entered Prosecutor Wu's office. There seemed to be some other things just now.

The sound of smashing files on the ground."

Prosecutor Song? Song Hae-en?!

Lin Zhexun suddenly thought of the news, the big words "Eastern District Attorney Sex Scandal" published in the "Joongang Daily".

If we talk about the pressure that the entire Eastern District Prosecutor’s Office is currently under, Lin Zhexun, who may be in a state of embarrassment from all sides, is not really number one. The first is Song Haien, the dignified Chief Prosecutor of the Eastern District Prosecutor’s Office.

The so-called sexual assault defendant accused by the defendant is the prosecutor of his own prosecutor's office. Public opinion has begun to ferment in the past two days, making Song Haien gradually more and more stressed.

Could it be that the prosecutor who sexually assaulted the defendant was Oh Sang-woo?

It should be...impossible...

Lin Zhexun's thoughts became more and more terrifying, but he threw this illogical thought out of his mind in the blink of an eye. The female defendant was brought to court for the crime of theft. Then there is and only the Women and Children's Crime Investigation Department.

It's related to this eucalyptus.

"It seems that Prosecutor Oh submitted the case to the Seoul High Prosecutor and asked the prosecutor at the higher level to take charge of the case."

The voice of another investigator on the side interrupted Lin Zhexun's breathing and thoughts. But what he said made him choke.

"Yes, because I just heard Prosecutor Song say that Prosecutor Wu needs to send the file to the Seoul High Prosecutor's Office himself. Our prosecutor seems to have made the Chief Prosecutor a little angry."

"What eucalyptus?"

"Kim Soon-jae is that bastard."

Although he had just been mentally prepared, Lin Zhexun still felt a surge of blood rushing upwards. But he was a young man, and young people's health was relatively good. He just felt a little pain in his left kidney.

However, his brain reacted very quickly, and he quickly thought of an explanation. He turned around and continued to ask: "Prosecutor Wu handed this case to his superiors in order to destroy the reason for parole? Then the other party would have to ask again

Go through the process?”

"It must be this. Otherwise, we wouldn't have thrown away the eucalyptus that we almost checked. This is the best way to prevent Jin Shunzai from escaping from our hands."

Lin Zhexun breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had to die so many brain cells to find the truth and solve the problem. It may be in vain. But the problem is not big. He can let Cui Minying submit the new clues to the superior prosecutor.

Prosecutor of the Department.

Looking around at the crowd around him, it was obvious that the people around him had been standing there for a while. A few of them had even begun to whisper. He turned around and asked, "But it seems like Prosecutor Song has been inside for a while."

It’s been a long time.”

"Indeed, it has been more than ten minutes. Several ministers have been waiting for a while."

It's been more than ten minutes, and there seems to be no movement at all. It doesn't look like it's just because Oh Sang-woo suddenly handed over the eucalyptus, and the prosecutor general got angry because he lost such a eucalyptus. Besides, why is Song Hae-en angry about this eucalyptus?

.Did Prosecutor Song Hae-eun force Oh Sang-woo to keep Kim Soon-jae, who seemed to have a muddy backside, like a hot potato?

Lin Zhexun let out a long sigh in his heart, feeling very tired. He really didn't know the identity and thoughts of the other party, so he could only make blind guesses...

But before he could continue to think, the door to Wu Xiangyu's office was opened. The whispers in the corridor disappeared instantly.

I saw a moderately built middle-aged man in his fifties walking out of the door of the office. Behind him was a piece of white paper that was dancing in the air due to the sudden opening of the door.

A face that was not very pleasant to look at appeared in front of everyone.

"Prosecutor General nim!" After the various ministers, prosecutors, investigators, and affairs officers in the front row saw clearly who was coming out, the crowd immediately dispersed to both sides, and all of them turned around as they dispersed.

Lower your waist.

Song Haien nodded slightly and slowly passed through the crowd of people who were getting out of the way, "enjoying" the gifts from his subordinates. However, the expression on his face was a bit dark, as if he was not happy with the result of the discussion with Wu Xiangyu.

Lin Zhexun glanced at the familiar face and immediately aligned himself with the affairs officer beside him. Song Haien seemed to have an inexplicable relationship with Lin's father. The two were also of the same level, and they were definitely not from the East.

The prosecutor general is so simple.

This person's reputation and influence in the prosecutor's office are quite high.

Song Haien held out his belly and walked out step by step. The ministers who were following him slowly recovered from their bows, turned around and accelerated to follow. But before they had taken two steps, they suddenly

He stopped when he found his top boss standing in front of a young trainee prosecutor at the end of the crowd.

The ministers had no choice but to stop in a hurry and wait for instructions from their leaders. The civil servants who were "farewelling" the prosecutor general at the side also had their hearts trembled, and questions began to pop up in their minds.

Lin Zhexun looked at the pair of brown leather shoes that slowly turned towards him, feeling increasingly uneasy in his heart. However, he did not dare to raise his head on his own initiative, suppressing his desire to take a look at this person, who seemed to be staring at him at this time.

What does it mean to look at my immediate boss?

Why did he stand in front of me without moving for some reason? There were so many ministers behind him staring at me as a trainee prosecutor.

It really feels like a burden... He doesn't like the feeling of being watched at all. He always feels like it's putting pressure on himself.

However, this time did not last long. Song Haien relaxed his voice and asked the ministers behind him: "Do trainee prosecutors need to follow senior prosecutors all the time? After all, the internship period is only half a year. One month of inspection is missing.

Will it affect the evaluation of the intern prosecutors? And the intern prosecutors have no actual power to deal with the cases in their hands this month?"

The ministers following Song Haien looked at each other in confusion when they heard the leader's question. Only one minister hesitated for a while, then stood up and responded:

"Although there are no clear regulations and precedents, the trainee prosecutor does not have the right to handle the case without the review and guidance of the senior prosecutor. If the senior prosecutor is not available, then he only has the right to inspect the case."

"That's right, let the intern prosecutors also experience the Chinese judiciary. It can be regarded as a kind of learning." Song Haien turned around, looked around and said loudly: "We can't let the interns sit in the office doing nothing.

, a month wasted, right."

"What you said, Prosecutor General Nim, makes sense. The Supreme Prosecutor's Office should also agree, but the inspection team will leave the day after tomorrow."

"This kind of thing is the matter of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, what does it have to do with us? We are only responsible for drawing up the list of personnel, aren't we?"

The ministers looked at each other, quickly looked at each other, turned around and said, "Yes, this is something that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs needs to deal with."

"Um"

Song Haien coughed slightly in his throat and continued to walk forward. The ministers looked at each other again, as if they had inadvertently glanced at the only trainee prosecutor in the corridor, with complicated eyes. Finally, they took steps and followed closely.

They walked out of the second floor of the Criminal Department at the pace of the prosecutor general.

As the leaders left, the sound of leather shoes around them gradually became noisy. Everyone slowly resumed whispering, but among them they unanimously mentioned the Korean word "internship" repeatedly. Mixed with everyone's whispering, Lin Zhe asked

He looked at the ground, his eyes trembling wildly.

Going to China for a month?

This means that I will not be able to return to Seoul again until February. I will be separated from Seo Junhyuk for a month again. It will not be long before my true death is banned by the whole society.

But I just met Xu Junhyuk for the first time a few days ago.

Lin Zhexun gritted his teeth fiercely. He did not dare to raise his head. When he raised his head, others could clearly see that his face was already red, right down to the roots of his hair.

The dark boy's hole, which was originally non-reflective, suddenly flickered and turned dark again, and then became filled with uncontrollable anger. The crimson on his face suddenly disappeared, and began to turn a little green, and a vein on his forehead swelled out.

, the few tendons on the face that are connected to the sun socket are twitching there.

Song Haien, is this guy really going to drag himself to death? Sexually assaulting him with that bullshit prosecutor?!

"Prosecutor Lin nim, Prosecutor Wu nim want to see you."

The affairs officer on the side gently pulled Lin Zhexun, who still had his head lowered, so that he instantly woke up from his raging anger.

Lin Zhexun took a deep breath, and his expression changed. He turned around silently and followed the affairs officers into the office.

The office was a bit messy. Wu Xiangyu squinted his eyes and slowly looked at the intern prosecutor who came in. He said, "Prosecutor Wu, do you want you to follow me to inspect China?"

"Nai, I seem to have this intention." Lin Zhexun slowly raised his head and observed Wu Xiangyu's expression expressionlessly.

The other party was neatly putting a thick pile of information into a thick unmarked cowhide bag. Then he used the white thread that came with the bag to repeatedly wrap it around the two white bags.

"Then work overtime today and submit Kim Soon-jae's papers to the Seoul High Inspection Bureau. Tomorrow I will give you a day to prepare your clothes. Wu Xiangyu put the file in his hand aside. "After all, going there for a month may make you

A little uncomfortable."

Not adaptable? All of you will be uncomfortable. I’m the only one who feels comfortable.

But Lin Zhexun would not be so direct. He nodded slightly and said: "I understand. I will go to the evidence office now to prepare all the evidence to be sent to the Seoul High Prosecutor's Office. Let the high prosecutor go as soon as possible. Kim Soon Jae Eucalyptus

I'll take care of it."

"Go ahead."

Slowly walking out of Wu Xiangyu's office, Lin Zhexun walked to a corner with few people with a dull expression. He looked back and looked around.

Empty.

He suddenly picked up his fist and punched the white wall beside him several times. The falling dust covered his red knuckles.

The pain from the joints reminded the owner of the body to stop this self-mutilation behavior, but this did not stop the owner's desire to vent his anger. The owner of the body had a stern look on his face and wanted to continue to build this load-bearing wall in the Eastern District.

Completely smash it into pieces and realize the wish of burying the entire land inspection people alive.

But the master's actions suddenly stopped.

It wasn't because I was worried that I would be buried alive by the collapsing building, nor was it because I was afraid that my fists would be scrapped. It was just because there were waves of vibrations coming from the pockets of my suit pants.

He also has no habit of bringing vibrating toys to work, so there is only one possibility.

I saw Lin Zhexun pick up the mobile phone from his pants pocket and answer the call. A timid but familiar hoarse voice soon came from the phone:
Chapter completed!