As the trial repeated, the defense on Geum Moran’s side was reaching the pinnacle of maliciousness.
Even if the argument went beyond legal disputes, the wounds from the claims of lost humanity were the listener’s burden.
Meanwhile, Joo-hyuk and Ryan had to trace the background of Song Kang’s traffic accident case.
They couldn’t ignore the reasonable suspicion that it was an extension of the Taesung Gate. Although they had already apprehended the culprits, the investigation couldn’t stop here.
Moreover, there was a fact confirmed just before the investigation began. It was revealed that the vehicle involved in the accident had climbed onto the sidewalk not due to the impact at the time of the collision but as a result of intentional actions.
Carrying a pile of documents, Ryan entered the statement recording room. Not only that, but prosecutors’ office employees also entered with carts full of documents.
The culprits, who had been sitting there first, tensed up when they saw the documents piled up like a tower. The atmosphere was different from what had been agreed upon in advance.
After hearing that the investigation would proceed smoothly, the culprits, who thought the work would be easy, couldn’t help but be bewildered.
Ryan had a reason for calling four culprits at once instead of one by one. She believed that they would exert psychological pressure on each other.
Although Ryan felt a strong desire to twist the faces of those sitting in front of her, she calmly took her seat.
“We haven’t started recording yet. If you have anything you want to say comfortably, please go ahead.”
The culprits mumbled, avoiding Ryan’s gaze. Even if they exchanged glances, trying to convey how the situation was unfolding, none of them could explain.
“Oh, if you don’t have anything to say, I’ll speak. First of all, someone died in this accident.”
Inside the statement recording room, even the sound of breathing became silent. To understand the situation, the only way was to listen to what Ryan was saying.
Ryan showed the CCTV photo taken at the time of the accident.
“Why, did you think it was me?”
That day, the person who died in the accident had a similar build and clothing to Ryan. She had learned this fact a little while ago.
Feeling sorry, her stomach churned, but all she could do now was reveal the truth. Ryan spoke dryly and opened her laptop.
The culprits only now learned who the prosecutor sitting in front of them was.
“I didn’t know I had been continuously trailed since I left the prosecutor’s office. I must have been playing the harp for a long time… I wouldn’t have known whether I was going to work or leaving work because I’ve been working late these days. But then, if you suddenly appeared that day, how welcoming it must have been.”
One of the culprits swallowed saliva as if passing tension through his throat, clenched and unclenched his fists. The documents lined up behind Ryan pressed them down with greater pressure, an indescribable coercion.
“But one concern is that I haven’t seen anyone who entered prison harboring a secret live uneventfully for a long time. Did those people find it so difficult to kill someone?”
The current action of tightly shutting one’s mouth wasn’t the answer. The warning wasn’t about flipping everything, living in prison, but the possibility of being killed by someone inside.
“We will begin the investigation.”
With Ryan’s words, the recording started. Despite the boiling inside, Ryan calmly asked questions. Speaking kindly, they remained silent through the right to remain silent.
“Who was holding the steering wheel?”
If the culprits responded like this, Ryan had no choice but to continue the psychological warfare. It was a question asked with knowledge.
In a situation where the guilt of the person driving and the person sitting next to them differed, the strategy was to create a crack between them.
“Who was holding the steering wheel?”
The two who held the steering wheel hesitated, glanced at each other, and raised their hands.
“It wasn’t an intentional accident. It was a mistake. A mistake.”
One of them said, shrugging their shoulders. Ryan didn’t even listen to his story. Then, she recited the license plate number of the vehicle that caused the fatal accident.
“The person who drove this car may be subject to murder charges. The evidence is too clear. As for others… Well… Let’s actively reflect the claims you are making right now.”
Ryan stimulated their minds with insincere words.
“No, isn’t this too unfair?”
“To cause such a major accident in broad daylight on the road, you should have been prepared for this level of commitment, right?”
“But that doesn’t mean I’m the only one who should be punished!”
“That’s right. But what can we do? It’s the law. Go to court and ask for fair execution for all. However, this time, someone lost their life in this case, so if you go in this time, it might be difficult to come out.”
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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