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Chi Yundai entered the room full of worry and almost died of anger when he was about to leave because of Zhang Shize.

How could he have anticipated Jiang’s son would be so swayed by a few words?

You might as well be mute.

You can’t expect Jiang’s son to do anything good.

Director Chen was waiting for him at the entrance.

When Jiang’s son left, his expression was as usual, unchanging. Director Chen couldn’t discern any progress and didn’t dare to speculate and ask.

“How did it go?” Chi Yundai came out, and he hurriedly approached and asked.

“What is it with all of you, not trusting me? Ten years? Fifteen years? The death penalty?” Chi Yundai complained to Director Chen and then pointed to his own face, “I always thought my face carried authority, why can’t they have a little trust?”

Upon hearing this, Director Chen silently looked up, “… perhaps it’s because of the hat.”

“Hat?” Chi Yundai frowned.

What hat?

“On your head,” Director Chen heard from his tone that Zhang Shize was okay, so he withdrew his gaze and walked outside with some unspeakable feelings, “The chef’s hat.”

Chi Yundai’s feet instantly froze in place.

He looked down, at his suit pants, white shirt.

Then tremblingly reached up to his head, and felt the chef’s hat. His whole being as if struck by lightning, “So, I’ve been parading around town with this hat on all afternoon?”

“Yeah.” Director Chen nodded.

“Why didn’t you remind me?” Attorney Chi’s stern and serious face began to crumble bit by bit.

He walked from the cake shop to the Zhang Family, then to the police station, all the while wearing this thing?

This foolish appearance—

Passersby saw it.

Miss Bai saw it.

Jiang’s son saw it.

Director Chen, seeing that he was oblivious, was even more surprised than him. He touched his head, utterly confused, and carefully said, “I thought you had a special reason for doing it.”

Like making the opponent lower their guard.

“Say it,” Attorney Chi coldly said to Director Chen, “how many years do you want to go in for?”

Director Chen:

Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Jiang Fulai parked the car at the side of the road with a cold expression on his face.

Bai Lian didn’t get in the car but lazily knocked on the passenger door window as it rolled down.

“Why haven’t you replied to my messages?” she raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Fulai, still with a cold face, unlocked his phone to see the two messages Bai Lian had sent two hours before—

[Zhang Shize is afraid of you; his spirit is fragile right now, you need to treat him gently]

[It’s his first time doing something like this; he must be scared, comfort and guide him]

In front of her, Jiang Fulai coldly replied with one character—

[1]

Bai Lian:

She pulled open the car door, “So, what’s his situation now?”

“Alive.” Jiang Fulai waited for her to get seated before starting the car, speaking succinctly, polite and refined.

Jiang’s son has always been indiscriminate in his mockery, only holding back from insulting Zhang Shize today because of Bai Lian’s face. In his view, Zhang Shize hadn’t used his brain at all when doing this deed.

Otherwise, Chi Yundai would have a hundred ways to get him acquitted.

Jiang Fulai drove to the estate where Chi Yundai and Director Chen were already present. Zhang Shize’s case still had many details and evidence that required attention.

When Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai arrived, the two were in the midst of a heated discussion.

“Mr. Jiang, Miss Bai,” Chi Yundai, holding the documents and still intending to scold Director Chen, glanced at the newcomers and stood with his papers, recalling something important, “My attorney badge is still in Jiangjing.”

The attorney badge is issued by the Lawyers Association to every attorney.

It can only be worn in court.

Chi Yundai hadn’t brought it along on this trip to Xiangcheng.

“Badge?” Director Chen indeed recalled someone, “Chen Jingyu will come to Xiangcheng in two days, I’ll let him know to bring your badge along.”

Chen Jingyu?

Chi Yundai wasn’t familiar with this person and looked towards Jiang Fulai.

“Give it to Jiang Xijue.” Jiang Fulai sat down on the sofa, lowered his gaze, and poured two cups of tea.

Chi Yundai took out his phone to take care of the matter.

Because of Zhang Shize’s incident, Class 15 had been under low morale lately.

Tuesday evening.

Director Chen waited for Bai Lian at the school entrance while Ming Dongheng went to watch Mr. Bai’s match, so today the person bringing Jiang He became Director Chen.

He waited at the road junction for Bai Lian.

Jiang He, holding his small backpack, squatted by his feet.

With half an hour to go until Bai Lian’s school was dismissed, Jiang He preferred squatting at the curb watching leaves and daydreaming to staying at home.