Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

At the entrance of the detention center, Gu Chenye grabbed Yan Ji and said, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Need not."

After getting off the car, she did not go in immediately, but squinted her eyes and looked at the police badge not far away. The sunlight dispelled the chill brought by the air conditioner and gradually dispelled the fear in her heart.

Huo Tingdong was already waiting at the door. Seeing that she was the only one getting off the car, his brows wrinkled reflexively: "The death penalty is not possible, and life imprisonment is also impossible. Although it can be classified as intentional homicide, your friend's injuries are not serious. At most, he will be sentenced to detention or imprisonment of less than six months. The specific punishment depends on the results of the judicial appraisal, but a mild concussion is at most a minor injury. In addition, the other party is old and has underlying diseases. The court will also reduce the punishment as appropriate when sentencing..."

Before Yan Ji could even open her mouth, Huo Tingdong had strangled her request in the cradle. After all, she was not only ignorant of the law, but also a thug who would send anyone to the execution ground if they stepped on her. If you told her that the law did not allow it, she would just think that it was you who was not capable. Moreover, she not only thought so in her heart, but also showed it openly. Her eyes, eyebrows, and even her bones were full of naked contempt.

Sure enough, before Huo Tingdong finished speaking, Yan Ji glanced over at him. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was obvious.

Huo Tingdong was speechless: "Miss Yan, I'm just a lawyer, not a turtle in the wishing well. I can make the judge sentence him however I want."

"Oh……"

"..."

Very good, the frustration I felt when I was her attorney a few years ago has come back again.

If Yan Ji had not seen Ma Shuguo in a previous family search program, he really would not have been able to connect the skinny and old man in front of him with the man who used to be full of flesh and had a fierce face.

"Xiao Ji, you're here, go pay the money and get dad out. Smoking is not allowed in this damn place, the food is not good, there are a lot of mosquitoes, and the bed is as hard as a coffin."

He sat down on the stool opposite Yan Ji, his face wrinkled like a withered chrysanthemum: "Your mother is that bitch. I asked her to bring me to Kyoto to find you, but she refused. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been separated for so many years."

Ma Shuguo leaned forward, baring his teeth that were black and yellow from smoke, and asked, "You're so famous now, you've opened a store and traveled abroad, you must be very rich, give dad a few million to spend on Huabei. I've lost a lot over the years, so I'll go for the big one and make it back all at once..."

He was still chattering, and Yan Ji had already taken out a mask from his bag and put it on. Even though there was a table between them, she still felt like vomiting from the smell of his breath.

She looked at the policeman beside her and asked politely, "Hello, can I talk to him alone?"

This is definitely against the rules.

But Yan Ji was pretty, and had a harmless smile, and given Gu Chenye's identity, the police were willing to give her a break: "Okay, but not for too long."

After the police left, Yan Ji looked at Huo Tingdong next to him, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: "Lawyer Huo, huh?"

Huo Tingdong: "..."

Before leaving, he reminded her again: "I am not the turtle in the wishing well."

Not every crime can be dealt with. If she kills someone in the police station, even if he has mouths all over his body, he won't be able to help her get away with it.

The door closed, and Yan Ji's eyes drooped.

"Xiao Ji," the man was frightened by her gaze. This little bitch was getting more and more powerful as she grew older. "Get me out first. We'll talk about the money later..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Ji's bag had already smashed down on his head: "You touch her, you dare to touch her, who gave you the courage to touch her?"

Although the bag is made of soft leather, it contains a mobile phone, tablet, power bank...all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Ma Shuguo was hit so hard that he screamed and groaned. However, his hands were cuffed, so the only thing he could do was to raise his arms to protect his head: "Help! Someone is killing someone! Someone is killing someone in the police station, and the police are not caring. Help!"

There was no sound outside the door. I didn't know if it was because the sound insulation was too good or if they were pretending not to hear anything.

Yan Ji was tired of smashing the bag, so he threw the deformed bag on the table and sat back in his chair. At this moment, the tightly closed door opened and the police came in from outside, followed by the woman's lawyer. No one would believe that it was not intentional.

Ma Shuguo covered the bruise on his arm and glared at them with resentment. Just as he was about to start a scene, he was frightened and shut up by a look from Huo Tingdong.

Yan Ji raised his eyes, looked at Huo Tingdong and said, "I don't agree to a private settlement. It's premeditated murder, so the sentence should be whatever it is. I believe in the ability of Lawyer Huo."

Huo Tingdong said expressionlessly: "Thank you, but it's not necessary."

Ma Shuguo didn't understand the twists and turns in their words. His impression of Yan Ji was still at the stage when he could beat and scold Yan Ji at will whenever he was unhappy. He completely forgot who was beaten so hard that he couldn't fight back just now: "Zeng Ji, quickly ask the police to release me. You've had a few good days, and you really think you're a young lady? You're just a burden that your own parents don't want. If it weren't for me, the grass on your grave would be so tall now. How could you wait for your parents to recognize you? Quickly release me and give me five million, as a way to repay my kindness in raising you for so many years."

Yan Ji couldn't help but reach out for the bag again. The police officer beside him was ready to take it. "Miss Yan, we really can't go out anymore. We have surveillance cameras. If we let our superiors know, we will be punished."

"Sorry." Yan Ji smiled and withdrew his hand.

Huo Tingdong: "..."

He suspected that the woman in front of him was possessed by something unclean. Not only did she apologize, she also knew how to understand other people's difficulties.

The subsequent process had nothing to do with Yan Ji. She picked up her bag and left. Behind her, Ma Shuguo heard that he was going to be sent to jail, and he was so anxious that he cursed and swore at her. He used all kinds of dirty words, so dirty that even the policeman who was used to seeing all kinds of scum and gangsters couldn't stand it and slammed the table to warn him: "Shut up."

After leaving the meeting room, there was a long corridor and in the distance was a door that was a little blurry due to the sunlight. Just as Yan Ji was about to take a step, the scene in front of him suddenly distorted. When he looked clearly again, the place where the door was originally had turned into a hole.

It is the entrance to the cellar.

She had tried to climb out of there countless times, but failed every time.

The hot and heavy air enveloped her, and Yan Ji gradually became short of breath. Just when she felt like she was about to faint, a small hand supported her: "I'll take you out."

"..."

Yan Ji looked at the little hand and took a step forward involuntarily. Gradually, she walked faster and faster, and finally she started running.

The heels hit the ground, making a rhythmic and crisp sound.