"Prosecutor, I really did not falsify. How could I, a food delivery person, have the strength to falsify?!!!" An Shiwan faced Lin Zhexun's interrogation, with a face full of surprise: "Then scratch me

I bought more than 30 tickets at once, and this one won. I have more than 30 other tickets at home. Prosecutor, believe me, there is really no fraud!!!"

Without looking at An Shiwan's face, Lin Zhexun just flipped through the various evidences obtained at An Shiwan's house: "You have never bought a lottery ticket before. This time, you won the lottery and you bought 35 tickets at once.

Scratch your card to participate in this event. What does this mean? You suddenly started to believe in lottery tickets?"

It's not that Lin Zhexun is unprofessional, interrogation itself has a certain degree of inducement. There is nothing wrong with questioning the other party's abnormal operations.

An Shiwan didn't feel guilty at all: "Didn't I see someone get rich overnight? And I saw a lot of people buying that day, just..."

"Buy more than thirty tickets at once?" Lin Zhexun interrupted: "But this is different from ordinary scratch card lottery tickets. An ordinary scratch card ticket only costs 800 to 1,000 won. But this one is worth a lot.

That’s 5,000 won, and 35 tickets is 175,000 won. This 175,000 won is basically your income for a few days. If you tell me that a person who suddenly stopped buying lottery tickets suddenly bought lottery tickets... I can’t find any motive.

An Shiwan, do you know anything?"

"I really just happened to..." An Shiwan felt as if he had grown a mouth in vain.

"Then let's look at the next question. You usually live in Chengbei District. Your address is more than ten kilometers away from Jiangdong District, where the lottery event is held. And you only have an electric car." Lin Zhexun gestured with his hands.

Holding a printed simple map of Seoul: "I would like to ask if you deliver food, have you ever had an order delivered to Gangdong-gu? How much is the shipping cost?"

"I... usually send it to Yongshan District for 4,000 won..." Ahn Sil-wan said in a low voice.

"The scope of your operations has always been in Chengbei District, not Longshan District in the city center. Do you understand? There is no use spending your time here. If you are really guilty, I can still convict you without a confession and then prosecute you. If you are really

If you are innocent, then tell me everything in detail. That way you can go home and live in peace, okay?"

"I just wanted to take a gamble for a moment."

"Using nearly a week's income to buy lottery tickets all at once... I don't think normal people can do such a thing."

"Prosecutor nim, I can't stand this life of delivering food. I want to get rich overnight. Is this an acceptable explanation?" An Shiwan's thin face began to look a little ferocious, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

Lin Zhexun closed his eyes a little disappointed.

"If you have something to say, just say it. An Shiwan, if you just want to fake the lottery and get away with it, because you didn't cause any losses, I might just give you a small amount of money. But you still don't admit it, then if I really sue you.

.....”

"I really didn't..."

"I can't believe you. Ahn Sil-wan, at the age of 16, was sentenced to 6 months of social work by the juvenile court for theft. At the age of 18, he was sentenced to 3 years in prison for robbery, suspended for 2 years. At the age of 30, he was sentenced to burglary.

He was sentenced to 5 years in prison. He was released until last year. Now he is a regular delivery boy at a restaurant in Chengbei District."

Lin Zhexun put down An Shiwan's criminal record and shook his head slightly. He picked up another sheet about the other party's financial situation: "The medical expenses are owed 2.2 million, the rent is owed 2.34 million, and the water and electricity bills are two months old.

Unpaid. Several personal loans. Bad credit status.”

"Should I not waste my time on you? If I hadn't known that your mother was in a desperate state due to ischemic cerebrovascular disease, I wouldn't have thought she could be saved."

An Shiwan's eyes slowly closed, and word after word came out from his yellowed teeth: "Don't you find this kind of top-down compassion disgusting?"

"Don't think that your life is hopeless. Can't you even distinguish between the most basic pity and sympathy?"

"I didn't ask you, Prosecutor Nim." The person sitting opposite suddenly laughed, "Can I go back to the police station?"

"No." Lin Zhexun still refused to give up, "The testimony and evidence are very detrimental to you. If you only need to apologize, you may be able to get the other party's forgiveness and get a lighter punishment."

"Prosecutor, I want to ask you," Ahn Sil-wan looked at the lamp on the table: "Is life always so difficult, or is it only in middle age?"

To his surprise, the young prosecutor, who he regarded as extremely handsome, did not answer his question, but remained silent.

"What? Prosecutor, can't you answer it? Is this kind of question difficult for upper-class nobles like you to answer? After all, you eat and drink every day and have women in your arms. You don't understand how ants like us survive."

"This will always be the case," Lin Zhexun lowered his head and flipped through An Shiwan's files. His eyes locked on the photos of An Shiwan's family of three and his mother. There were also her medical records that had gradually deteriorated in recent months.

"Life is always so hard."

"Prosecutor, do you still understand these things? I heard that your annual salary is more than 5 million, and even going to law school costs hundreds of millions. You also have prosecutors who live a hard life? Don't pretend to me

Empathy." An Shiwan raised his head and smiled, his messy long hair that hadn't been cut for a long time draped over his shoulders, "I spent almost all the money I had. I just don't want to be like this without hope anymore. Even if I will

All the money has been put into the hospital, and I don’t know if she can wake up. It’s been 4 years, and I can’t find any hope.”

"So you just threw all your money into this scratch-off ticket?"

"Yes, all"

"Looking at your file," Lin Zhexun asked softly, "Have you ever been a printing factory worker?"

"Yes, but I'm just a very basic porter, let alone imitating this kind of card. I don't even know how paper is made."

"Have you ever had any evil thoughts? For example"

"Who doesn't want to? After all, I can write off my debt in one go. But it's not that simple. I'm not a highly intelligent criminal."

Looking at An Shiwan's unpaid bills, Lin Zhexun nodded and could probably imagine how happy An Shiwan was on the night he won the prize.

“Have you considered the future of getting money?”

"I didn't make a lie. Although I had some good intentions, can even having bad intentions be used as evidence?" Dirty eye stains clung to the bridge of An Shiwan's nose and the corners of his eyes. "Prosecutor, hope has already come to me.
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