Zhen Jin was in shock at the start, but as Shen Yue began his interrogation, he became calm, "What am I supposed to say?"
Seeing Shen Yue indifferent, Zhen Jin adjusted his tie, "Mr. Shen, I have no idea what you're talking about, this place is meant for law abiding."
Shen Yue sighed, "This is why I dislike talking to cultured degenerates like you. I talk reason, you talk privilege, I talk privilege, you resort to violence. The moment I resort to violence, you want to preach law like a Kangaroo court."
Looking at Zhen Jin's gloomy face, Shen Yue declared, "You want to talk law? Then let me take the trouble to tell you. In your briefcase, there's least evidence of you hiring a hitman. Even if you hire a team of lawyers for this charge, it's uncertain if they could save you from prison."
A bodyguard who originally humming and hawing, suddenly lunged at the briefcase!
A gleam of joy flashed across Zhen Jin's eyes.