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Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve Young Children

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Jin Euncheol looked at the more than ten inspectors in front of him and sternly said: "Han Zaixun's twenty-three employees, seventeen said that there was no kidnapping incident at all?"

"Yes, prosecutor." Li Yun lowered his head and said, "I thought it was just Zheng Yonghe who said this. When I came back and talked to my colleagues, I found that everyone had the same confession."

Jin Eunche looked complicated and said, "Are you the same thing as I thought? This is strange?"

Everyone looked at each other but didn't say a word. It was not just a weird thing. There was too much content. What kind of terrifying things would make the twenty-three people collectively choose lies? They also lie to the law enforcement agencies.

Seeing that his subordinates didn't say anything, Jin Eunche took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the man in the detention room through the layer of brown glass. Because he was bored, Chen Shuo asked to bring in a few magazines. At this moment, he was looking at a fashion magazine with relish.

Kim Eunche even had the illusion that the man was sitting in his back garden instead of the cold interrogation room.

"I'm afraid the other seven people will have the same result." Jin Enche stared at Chen Shuo, thought for a while, and said, "Go and check if those twenty-three people have done any strange actions recently, or have had contact with some suspicious characters."

"I'll go now." Li Yun agreed and walked out of the room.

Soon, the investigator who was in charge of the remaining seven employees also returned to the Procuratorate. No surprise. They got the same answer, which made Kim Euncheon's guess more convinced.

Things suddenly fell into a deadlock. I thought the key to turning around was actually a dead chess move. The body that was forced to hold on finally could not resist the erosion of fatigue. Jin Enche only felt dizzy.

Shaking his head hard, Jin Eunche pushed the door and walked into the interrogation room again.

While looking at the magazine attentively, Chen Shuo found that there were actually many photos of Zheng Xiuyan inside, introducing her dress and highlights in detail.

Fashion magazines are of this kind of use.

Chen Shuo was heartbroken. All these magazines were taken by Jin Enche. Could it be that woman who seemed to be in trouble and had a desire for such fashionable clothes?

It's too unrealistic. Chen Shuo shook his head. In the picture, Jung Soo-yeon was wearing Chen Shuo's favorite white suit and mint blue hot pants. If this outfit was changed to Kim Eun Che, who had a stiff facial expression.

Chen Shuo couldn't help but tremble.

After staying in this dilapidated house for nearly two days, Chen Shuo really missed Jessie Jeon's gentle embrace, but since she is in Japan, it really saves a lot of trouble.

Seeing Jin Eunche coming in, Chen Shuo just looked up and looked down. He lowered his head and focused his attention on the magazine again.

Jin Eunche sat in her seat, stared at Chen Shuo and asked, "How did you do it?"

Putting down the magazine in his hand, Chen Shuo asked in confusion: "What?"

"Those twenty-three people." Jin Eunche said, "How did you make their confessions consistent?"

"You don't have to pretend to be innocent to me. I already believe that you can't get in touch with me. What happened just now has strengthened my mind, Chen Shuo. Since you have the ability to fight against me, then you don't have the courage to say all of this?"

After saying that, Jin Eunche waited for Chen Shuo's answer.

"Want to know?" After hearing Jin Eunche's words, Chen Shuo laughed.

Although he disliked Chen Shuo's actions, he was still curious. Jin Eunche nodded.

"I won't tell you-"

After saying that, Chen Shuo picked up the magazine and read it: "Just you said. I have to stay here for a day in accordance with the law. If possible, please help me get a few more magazines."

No longer paying attention to Jin Eunche, Chen Shuo picked up a new magazine and started reading it.

Dongdong-

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and Li Yun, who had gone back, stood at the door, looked at Chen Shuo, and said to Jin Euncheon: "Prosecutor Jin, someone wants to visit Mr. Chen."

"Visit?" Jin Eun-cheol frowned: "Who stipulates that visits can be made during detention?"

"The Director's special approval." Li Yun replied: "It was the Director's secretary who brought them here."

"What?"

Jin Eunche stood up from her position, walked to Li Yun in diameter, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure the director allowed it?"

"If the director did not change his secretary temporarily, I think this matter was true." Li Yun looked helpless. He could imagine Jin Eun Che's reaction. It was said that the daughter is better than the father. I think that Director Jin could also guess his daughter's reaction.

As he was talking, the secretary had already led Li Jian and his men to the door of the interrogation room.

Looking at the men and women in front of him, Jin Eunche's anger suddenly surged up and shouted at the leading secretary: "Didn't you recite all the regulations during the exam? During the detention period, who gave you the right to allow visits!"

Kim Eunche's knowingly asked questions gave Kim Hyo-sin's secretary a headache. The little princess in the Procuratorate seemed to have no idea about the situation. Maybe she had thought of something, but her self-esteem made her unable to face it.

"Secretary He, what's going on?" Li Jian glanced at Jin Enche and said to Secretary He beside him: "Does Director Jin's words not the final word in the Procuratorate Office?"

"Mr. Li, this is Prosecutor Kim Eunche who is in charge of Mr. Chen's case." Secretary He deliberately evasively said: "Prosecutor Kim is the new force in our Procuratorate."

"I just have to see Chen Shuo." Li Jian said: "Please hurry up."

Secretary He winked at Jin Eunche.

"Sister, please let me go in and see Chen Shuo." Seeing the scene at a deadlock, Park Ji-yeon finally said, "He has been locked up by you for two days. Please, I'll just take a look, just take a look."

The pitiful Park Ji-yeon made Kim Eun-cheol feel soft. The girl in front of her looks familiar, but she really couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

Looking at Park Jiyeon, Kim Eun Che asked, "Who are you?"

In front of Lee Kyung, Park Ji-yeon didn't dare to do so. He didn't have such a thick face. Then he said that he was Chen Shuo's girlfriend. Yes, he whispered for a long time. Park Ji-yeon finally came up with a reasonable identity.

"I am his sister." Park Ji-yeon replied.

"It doesn't matter whether I can enter or not. I think the people from your Procuratorate are also investigating me. The purpose of coming today is just to let her meet Chen Shuo." Li Jian said lightly: "If you don't agree, you will be too ruthless."

Looking at Li Jian coldly, then looking at Park Ji-yeon, who was full of desire, Kim Eun-cheol pushed open the door of the interrogation room: "Twenty minutes, hurry up."

"Thank you sister." Park Ji-yeon hurriedly bowed to Kim Eun-cheol to thank him, and trotted into the interrogation room.

Close the door. Jin Eunche glanced at Li Jian and said, "Let's wait."

"Do you understand the way of treating guests?" Li Jian found a random seat and sat down: "You have to pour us some cups of coffee?"

Birds of a feather flock together, and after seeing Li Jian, Jin Eunche fully understood the meaning of this sentence.

Park Ji-yeon stood there, looking at Chen Shuo who was looking at the magazine not far away, and suddenly became a little at a loss. The fool that came one day was to see the man in front of him.

But after seeing this, Park Ji-yeon suddenly didn't know what she should do, what she could say, and what she could do?

Hesitation and silence became Park Ji-yeon's current state.

"Come in and close the door. It's too hot." Chen Shuo yawned and continued, "Also, please pour me a cup of coffee, I'm a little thirsty."

Seeing that no one responded to him, Chen Shuo raised his head in confusion, and when he saw clearly the person in front of him, the magazine in his hand almost fell to the table.

"Park, Park Jiyeon?!"

Perhaps it was because the air conditioner was blown too much and it caused hallucination. Or maybe it hadn't had a good meal these days, Chen Shuo felt that he must have been dazzled, so he stood up from his seat, walked to Park Ji-yeon, curiously stretched out his finger and poked Park Ji-yeon's face that was still a little fat.

"Damn, it's true." Chen Shuo was startled by the truth: "How did you find this place?"

"Also, what's wrong with the injury on your head?" Chen Shuo pushed away the bangs on Park Ji-yeon's forehead and asked, "Did you hit the corner of the table while eating?"

For some reason, Park Ji-yeon suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart. For Chen Shuo, he pretended to be dizzy and extricated himself from the show, and then asked his father for help, but was scolded loudly. Now that he finally saw Chen Shuo, Park Ji-yeon looked like he had experienced 81 difficulties, and looked tragic.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Shuo was really curious now. No matter how he wanted to break his head, he couldn't calculate the first time he came in to see him. It turned out to be Park Ji-yeon.

"Wow-"

He hugged Chen Shuo suddenly, Park Ji-yeon burst into tears as if he had suffered a great grievance.

What was going on? Chen Shuo looked down at Park Ji-yeon, who buried his head in his chest and cried bitterly. He patted Park Ji-yeon on the shoulder. Chen Shuo said softly: "Okay, stop crying, your eyeshadow is all burnt."

Park Ji-yeon in her arms shook her head in disobedience, cried harder, and was about to return home to seek comfort from her parents outside.

The crying gradually stopped. Even though the quality of Korean cosmetics was really good, it still couldn't resist the erosion of tears. At this time, Park Ji-yeon's eyes seemed to be pressed against two big dark circles, which looked particularly funny.

After sitting back, Chen Shuo used a tissue to wipe Park Ji-yeon off his eyeshadow. Park Ji-yeon, who had no eyeliner, was less mature and a little more beautiful that a girl of this age should have.

"Does the wound on the forehead still hurt?" Chen Shuo asked at Park Ji-yeon in front of him with satisfaction.

Park Ji-yeon nodded: "It hurts."

"I deserve it, who made you pretend to faint?" Chen Shuo was not polite and taught a lesson: "If everyone is like you, should you still shoot the show?"

After a few words, Park Ji-yeon "confessed" to Chen Shuo the hardships she suffered to see him this day, with a hint of sadness and inspiration in her words.

"I'm just worried about you." Park Ji-yeon whispered to herself like a child who did something wrong: "Just this time, I will never make any more mistakes in the future."

Damn, this girl is evil? She doesn't say anything about resisting?

"Park Ji-yeon." Chen Shuo shouted.

"Hmm?" Park Ji-yeon raised her head.
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