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Chapter thirty-ninth, such a ridiculous explanation four

The slightly white dead skin on his lips was floating because of the slight trembling of his jaw. An Shiwan clenched his hands tightly, and you could hear the creaking of the joints. He seemed to have used all his strength to catch this ray of light.

."Whether I am guilty or not, everything is up to you to decide. Whether I have money or not, everything is up to you to decide. Is there anything that allows me to decide for myself?!! At least my destiny lets me make a decision!!! That's it.

one time!!"

"According to the procedure..." Lin Zhexun repeated what he had repeatedly emphasized before: "As long as you admit it, I can also make a decision not to prosecute or to prosecute briefly. All the decision-making power is mine. I only need you to admit it.

..."

"Fart, I didn't lie at all, no!!!!" An Shi kicked off the stool and suddenly stood up, yelling at the person sitting opposite him, and even a few spittle stars shot into Lin Zhexun's face. "

You fucking don’t understand at all, people like you at the top don’t understand at all! Why on earth did I travel so far to deliver some takeaways? For this little money, I braved the heavy rain and ran more than 10 kilometers.

Just to earn two thousand yuan. But these thousands of yuan are not even the price of half a dish in your eyes!!!

You are just sitting in the office, thinking over and over again in your mind why my whereabouts are so unexplainable, and why I can run 10 kilometers for two thousand yuan. You can’t imagine how many people work all day for just one meal.

You people at the top all think that the minimum hourly wage stipulated by law is several thousand won. But how many of you can’t earn even a few thousand won after working for a whole day!!!

You can’t see!!! You can’t see where I live, you can’t see what I eat, you can’t see my mother lying unconscious in the hospital, you can’t see that I have to be kicked out of the hospital because I have no money.

You can't even see it. You can only look at us from above as we kneel on the ground looking for a little bit of food. Then you can be kind and show some compassion to us."

Lin Zhexun said nothing, watching numbly as the other person's Adam's apple trembled with anger and moved up and down.

The interrogation room was very quiet, except for the sound of An Shiwan's breathing and the humming rhythm of the desk lamp caused by the current passing through the light bulb.

Leaving his anger and unwillingness aside, An Shi sat back on the chair with dignity and dejection: "I don't dare to rest. Because I can't live, I don't dare to fall, because I can't support it. I don't dare to get sick, because I can't die.

The only thing I can do is to work hard to make money, support, support a future for my children to go to school, and give my mother a chance to wake up."

Looking up at the weak middle-aged man, Lin Zhexun's eyes flickered: "You go back first and wait for notification at home. You will not be criminally detained." After saying that, he sorted out the materials on the table and prepared.

Open the door and leave.

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

An Shiwan looked at Lin Zhexun's back and the door that quickly closed, a little in disbelief.

...

Sitting there, I looked at and fumbled with two scratch cards that looked exactly the same. However, one was real and the other was considered fake.

"Zhe Xun, how are you?" Wu Xiangyu stood up from his seat, picked up his suit from the back of his chair and put it on his shoulders.

"It's not that good. I feel like there are problems with the case, but the confessions of both parties were unexpectedly...'perfect'." Lin Zhexun shook his head and held up the newly completed confession of An Shiwan.

"What did you say?"

He handed the confession he made in the afternoon to Wu Xiangyu with both hands and said: "One said he was doing business normally and looked like a conscientious businessman. The other was full of doubts and was a habitual criminal with a criminal record who was greedy for petty gains."

"Isn't this normal? Just close the case like this. Just treat it as a crime of fraud."

"But the case can't be like this..."

"The case I give you is the most basic and simple one. You can see the problem at a glance." Wu Xiangyu shrugged his somewhat sturdy shoulders, "Don't think that everyone has a high IQ. You have to put your own IQ a little bit higher." Tune it down a little. After all, you need a low IQ to understand the ideas of some idiots. Let’s go home from get off work and have dinner.”

"But, senior nim, I want to work overtime."

"Working overtime? Are you crazy?" Wu Xiangyu couldn't help but find it a bit funny when he saw himself, a trainee prosecutor, requesting overtime on his first day.

"Yes, I want to work overtime. After all, the overtime salary is 150%. I still owe other people's rent."

"Rent?" Wu Xiangyu was a little surprised: "Why don't you live in the prosecutors' dormitory? I remember that there are special dormitories for prosecutors and investigators who are inconvenient for us. Otherwise, we prosecutors who come to Seoul from other places to work for a year or two

What should I do? Not everyone can buy a house in Seoul.”

Lin Zhexun smiled a little awkwardly: "I am a local in Seoul. My family has a house in Seoul, and the dormitory applications are from other places. Because it is not very convenient for me to live with my family, I rented a new one."

The place. The rent is a bit expensive.”

"Really working overtime?"

"Well, work overtime."

Wu Xiangyu chuckled: "Young man, don't always think about making a big news. Just be practical and simply close the case. Don't always go against your body. Don't forget what I said at that time."

"Okay, senior nim."

Seeing Oh Sang-woo leaving the office with a heavy belly, Lin Zhexun sat back in his seat. The office was very quiet. Everyone in Senior Prosecutor Oh Sang-woo's office, including Department Chief Cui, had gone home from get off work.

Not a single one is left.

They all have families and their own lives. For them, there is no difference today except the arrival of a young prosecutor with a celebrity girlfriend. So everyone clocks out happily.

However, Lin Zhexun was alone in this city, and it didn't matter whether he went home or not.

What's more, such a big house was so empty that even walking there felt echoing. He was not used to living in it, and it might as well have been an office full of case files.

In his previous life, he lived in a small bedroom in an urban village of less than 6 square meters. Lin Zhexun never felt crowded and oppressive. But now Li Zhien gave him a large house of several hundred square meters, half rented and half free, which made him feel more comfortable.

Very uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because he will only have to endure hardships in his life.

I exerted a little force, but felt a pain in my left hand. Then I realized that at some point, a small, slender hole seemed to have been scratched on the thumb of my left hand.

Looking at the two scratch cards, one fake and one real, Lin Zhexun fell into a brief thought.
Chapter completed!
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