Nansul shrugged her shoulders and expressed confidence that there was no need for such behavior. Song Kang couldn’t trust her even more due to her actions.
“Just because Prosecutor Yoon Nansul says so, does that mean it’s true? Isn’t it something defined by the law of our country? You’ve never recited the Miranda principle to me, so if that’s the case, we can also raise objections from our side.”
Song Kang’s words left Nansul looking puzzled. Since he displayed such a strong attitude, the head of the law firm didn’t intervene and cautiously observed the situation.
Watching this situation from the monitoring room, Joo Hyuk’s face turned red.
He thought that he should switch roles with Yoon Nansul even now, but he didn’t want to engage in a power struggle in front of Director Song Kang and Taesung’s legal team.
“Well, then… let’s start again.”
Nansul proceeded with the interrogation following the proper procedure.
“I’ll ask again. Did you provide bribes to high-ranking officials in the cultural and arts sector?”
“No comment…”
“No, I didn’t.”
As Nansul posed her question, the head of the law firm attempted to assert the right to remain silent, but Song Kang cut him off. The head of the law firm looked at Director Song Kang with a helpless expression.
“And please refrain from asking questions like that. There’s something called the presumption of innocence, right? Nothing has been proven yet, so why are you making a definite statement that I provided bribes?”
Song Kang calmly stated, and Nansul couldn’t hide her perplexity as she searched through her documents. As Song Kang’s gaze shifted in that direction, the head of the law firm nervously swallowed.
“Um, Director Song Kang.”
The head of the law firm finally called out to Nansul. She turned her gaze toward him.
“You’ve surely reviewed the written materials thoroughly, and wouldn’t it be better to focus on the statement today? Isn’t it difficult for both of us to spend this precious time?”
Nansul hesitated for a moment, then set the documents aside.
“Well, okay.”
Okay? Jung Hyuk, watching from the monitoring room, was fuming. He wondered if he should switch roles with Yoon Nansul at this point, but he didn’t want to engage in a power struggle in front of Director Song Kang and Taesung’s legal team.
“Well then, let’s start again.”
Nansul proceeded with the interrogation following the proper procedure.
“I’ll ask again. Did you provide bribes to high-ranking officials in the cultural and arts sector?”
“No comment…”
“No, I didn’t.”
“I, Director Na Songkang, will ask the next question. Regarding the signature ‘Na Song’.”
As Line had mentioned, this signature was crucial evidence in proving the crime, and it was an essential part of the story that couldn’t be overlooked.
“Did you sign it yourself?”
“Prosecutor Yoon Nansul, I believe I mentioned this earlier. The nuance of the question… Am I the only one feeling it right now?”
Nansul couldn’t quite grasp why Director Na Songkang was acting this way. Even more bewildering than Nansul was the head of the law firm.
“What exactly is the basis for such a question? Attorney Cha Haein! Can we take issue with such an attitude from the prosecution?”
The babbling Prosecutor Yoon Nansul picked up the document submitted by Taesung, and the head of the law firm turned his gaze into thin air, his heart sinking.
“I’m sure I’ve seen this somewhere… Did I make a mistake…?”
Nansul muttered softly, and her hands trembled slightly.
“How long are you going to continue this investigation? Did you call me here without even understanding the contents of the document?”
Songkang pressed Prosecutor Yoon Nansul with irritation.
“Excuse me! I’m right here!”
Nansul unfolded the document and presented it to Songkang.
“There is evidence that you signed it as ‘Na Song’!”
Songkang reached out towards the document, and the head of the law firm held his breath. Grabbing Taesung’s real argument submitted to the prosecution, Songkang had nothing more to be disappointed about, but the head of the law firm carefully examined the document as if to convey that to him.
“Director, what’s going on here?”
He asked calmly and with a cold tone.
“Cha… Cha Byun. Did I submit the document correctly?! Is this some kind of mistake?!”
The head of the law firm’s anger was directed towards the relatively weaker party, Haein, and Songkang was on the verge of losing his temper.
At that moment, the door creaked open, and Prosecutor Choi Juhyuk entered. He was extremely angry. He couldn’t tolerate Prosecutor Yoon Nansul’s foolish attitude, which was putting the blame on the defendant, and the arrogant attitude of the head of the law firm any longer.
“What are you doing right now?”
With one hand on his waist, Juhyuk scrutinized Songkang.
“We’ll conclude the investigation for today. Turn off the recording.”
In response to Juhyuk’s words, the staff in the monitoring room hurriedly turned off the recording equipment.
“Yoon, leave.”
“Senior.”
“I said leave.”
It was an unprecedented interruption in the middle of an investigation. It was also the first time Juhyuk had come in like this to stop the proceedings.
In reality, Juhyuk had no face to face Director Na Songkang and his junior, Attorney Cha Haein, right now. He felt like his insides were about to burst while trying to control his desire to scold Prosecutor Yoon Nansul right on the spot.
“I said leave.”
Nansul, seeing Juhyuk’s expression that seemed ready to explode, discreetly left her seat. When she saw Juhyuk’s stern expression, she knew it was best not to argue further.
As Nansul left and Songkang got up from his seat, the head of the law firm and Haein also stood up. Juhyuk took a step closer to Songkang. And he stared at him intently. Songkang had no reason to avoid Juhyuk’s gaze.
Between the two of them, there was Prosecutor Ji Narae.
Although she hadn’t shown it, Juhyuk had a hunch that one of the reasons why Line was unfairly dismissed was because of the influence of Na Songkang’s case.
Juhyuk had a lot to say, and his eyes were full of resentment. His sharp gaze weighed heavily on Songkang’s shoulders.
The two men stood facing each other sharply, creating an atmosphere that was about to escalate into a fierce confrontation. Haein and the staff in the monitoring room were tense, ready for anything.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
