715: 557 Ready (asking for monthly tickets!)_3 715: 557 Ready (asking for monthly tickets!)_3 Jiang Chen smiled faintly.
“Mr.
Zou shouldn’t be soone who likes to stir emotions.”
“In that case, I probably shouldn’t say it a second ti.”
Through the cold and thick glass, the two n looked at each other and smiled.
“Take care of yourself in there, Mr.
Zou.”
Zou Kezhao appeared relaxed as he hung up the handset and stood up.
The clanking of the shackles echoed.
Zou Kezhao’s tall figure walked into the detention area.
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It was still the sa ordinary tavern.
The owner had specially arranged a relatively quiet spot.
“This belongs to Miss Lan.”
Che Changmin placed an item wrapped in a black cloth on the table and pushed it towards Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen reached out, picked it up, and uncovered the cloth to find the butterfly knife he hadn’t had the chance to retrieve yet.
“Thank you.”
Che Changmin was noncommittal.
He truly was soone who was not prone to jest, and even after so much had happened, it was very hard to see any intense display of emotion on his face, as if he had only one expression.
But it was clearly felt that this forr prosecutor had changed compared to the past; his eyes seed to lack the previous fanatical pursuit of so kind of belief.
“Last ti the hospitality was lacking, today you can order whatever you like, anything at all.”
He deliberately asked the owner for the nu and handed it to Jiang Chen.
“The two dishes last ti were quite good.” Jiang Chen rewrapped the butterfly knife and put it away.
Che Changmin called the owner over: “The sa two dishes as last ti, and for the rest, just bring whatever you think is good.”
“Alright.
Gentlen, please wait a mont.”
This ti, the owner indeed didn’t address him as Prosecutor Che anymore.
“The Ministry of Justice has reassigned to a new position.”
Jiang Chen picked up the wine jug to pour so wine, “Congratulations on your promotion, Prosecutor Che.
No, I should now call you Chief Justice Che.”
“Why do you believe in ?”
Che Changmin showed no sign of happiness as he gazed at this young man with whom he had hardly interacted.
Jiang Chen placed a cup of wine in front of him.
“Because of your dedication to justice.”
Che Changmin frowned slightly.
Jiang Chen looked up, as though he knew what was troubling him.
“Whether you believe it or not, I truly admire you.
People as pure as you are not only rare in Goryeo but also scarce around the whole world.
I respect everyone who dares to risk everything for their ideals.
Perhaps this will sound ridiculous to you, but I also truly hope that the world can achieve a state where evil is punished, cris are penalized, every good person gets rewarded, and every villain receives their due punishnt.
However, this is unrealistic and dood never to happen.”
Che Changmin remained silent.
“Indeed, justice is sothing worth defending with everything you have, but there are many ways to pursue justice.
As a prosecutor, even if you gave your all, you couldn’t stop so people from coming here to collect protection money.
Therefore, to pursue a broader form of justice, you have to work hard and reach a higher place.”
Jiang Chen raised his glass.
“Even if it’s through what you consider, wrongful ans.”
Che Changmin’s mind flashed back to a dilemma he faced during his student years.
If saving one person required the sacrifice of another, how should he choose?
He still couldn’t give himself an answer.
But there was one question about which he no longer wavered at this mont.
If the numbers were increased, not just to save one person but thousands or even to improve a nation, then sacrificing a small number of people should, he thought, be worth it.
Che Changmin lowered his head, without much hesitation or doubt, reaching out to lift the glass.
The two plastic cups were raised into the air and touched gently.
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