He casually pressed the switch button next to his right hand and raised the glass window. "Go find some disinfectant water and disinfect the air here!"
“Yes, boss.”
The group of people stood up and walked out. The little follower behind them chuckled and asked, "By the way, boss, now that the case has been solved, when can I drink your wedding wine?"
Jiang Xiaofan turned slightly to the side, raised the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "It's still early."
…”
This guy really likes to titillate people.
You are not young anymore, so why is it too early to get married?
Could it be that he is also following the trend and wants to be a single aristocrat?
When Jiang Xiaofan walked out of the electronic surveillance door, he unexpectedly knocked the little follower on the head twice: "Think more about how to solve the case and pay less attention to gossip. If Director Shen comes to visit the prison, you don't have to stop him."
"Why?" The little follower looked confused: "He has just resigned and the relationship is still there. Boss, you should strike while the iron is hot at this time and don't let Mr. Shen have the chance to bail Mr. Shen out!"
"He no longer has this ability." Jiang Xiaofan's eyes darkened: "But there may be unexpected gains from discharging the electric bait. After all, we still have no clue about the key evidence we want to master."
——
As expected by Jiang Xiaofan, Mr. Shen couldn't sit still the next day when he heard that his son had been transferred to the judicial authority.
This time is the final trial. If the case is closed, there will be no way to reverse the case.
With his ability, it is impossible to change the outcome.
But what he wants to do is to commute his son's sentence, no matter how much it costs.
Mr. Shen finally found the opportunity to visit the prison through a network of connections.
In fact, Jiang Xiaofan has already said that as long as he comes to visit the prison, no one is allowed to make things difficult, so the money spent on building relationships is wasted.
"Director Shen, why do you have to be so polite? He came directly to visit the prison and brought so many gifts. How can we feel comfortable going there?" the prison guard said with a smile in the reception room.
“What are you talking about, Director? I have already been transferred. From now on, please call me Mr. Shen. Don’t be embarrassed. These snacks are all deserved. You are lucky to have a good job!”
Mr. Shen said politely that he had never been so generous when he was in power. He was simply a fascist.
The prison guards laughed with them, their expressions almost stiff. Mr. Shen asked again: "I know it's embarrassing for you to bother me, but can you see my old face and let me meet my son? "
"This... Young Master Shen offended no ordinary person. We have been told by our superiors to keep a close watch on him."
"I understand, it's all my fault for not being good at raising my son, but he is very ill now. I'm really worried that the white-haired man will end up sending the black-haired man." Mr. Shen smiled bitterly, "I'm old too, and I don't have the ability to clean up his mess anymore. I just want to see my son a few more times.”
"We all understand Mr. Shen's pain," the prison guard said. "In fact, if Master Shen devotes himself to repenting in the future, your life will be much cleaner."
When Mr. Shen heard this, he couldn't think of anything else. He just asked, "Then can I visit the prison?"
"Of course. I hope you can persuade Master Shen to surrender. If you have a good attitude, you can get a lighter sentence for a few years." The prison guard said deliberately ambiguously.
Then he took him in and came to the door of Shen Qiyan's prison.
“Dad, you are finally here, you must save me!”
Shen Qiyan grabbed Mr. Shen's hand through the iron railing. His haggard face was as thin as wood and he was crying bitterly.