Han Xiaomin returned to the law firm, as if her soul had been pulled out of her body, she sat on her seat in a daze, completely ignoring the sneers and pity expressions of her colleagues.

A long time.

The focus in his eyes slowly solidified.

She looked at the information in her hand as if she was possessed, and murmured to herself: "No, absolutely not!"

While reviewing the materials, my mind was spinning crazily, trying my best to recall every detail of this case.

The evidence is clear!

Even if Shin Chae-na and the witnesses all sided with Kwon Ji-yong.

But those videos are enough to establish the evidence.

You know, even the judge seems to hate the other party. This is impossible...

Wait, judge?

Zhao Minzhi!

I seem to have heard this name somewhere...

Han Xiaomin's pupils shrank slightly, and the memories played in his mind like a slideshow.

Soon, I returned to the campus life of Seoul National University and went back to the days when I was admitted to Seoul National University.

"Hello, are you classmate Han Xiaomin?"

"Who are you?"

"I am a member of the French Press Association. I found out that Miss Han Xiaomin was the number one winner in Busan this year, so I specially invited her..."

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of joining any clubs at the moment. I just want to study..."

"Without delay, there are no requirements or restrictions for joining the French Federation. There are only mutual help among the members of the association, and there are no mandatory requirements. It is all based on subjective wishes, just to expand contacts...

."

The invited student introduced: "Miss Han Xiaomin may not know that our club was founded by the famous lawyer Han Jin. The club is not limited to the school. After years of inheritance and development, it has also established a certain presence in society.

Even if you have a lot of connections”

"I'm really sorry, I'm not interested."

Han Xiaomin didn't pay attention, dodged and walked forward, saying: "I still have to go find my teacher to report..."

"Are you really not going to join?"

The student said: "You must know that our club not only has Han Jin, but also Chen Daosheng, Jiang Zhuangchuan, Yi Shixun, Zhao Minzhi, Jin Wenshuo and a series of celebrities in the political and legal circles in the legal field. This is an extremely broad stage...

.."

"Sorry, not interested!!!" The girl ran away quickly.

Han Xiaomin took out her mobile phone to check the graduates of Seoul National University. Soon, she found Zhao Minzhi, who was still a little green at that time, on the graduation photos of Jin Wenshuo from the previous two Seoul National University School of Law. A bitter smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth: "The French Federation"

Society, Zhao Minzhi!"

She remembered.

At that time, Han Xiaomin still regarded Han Jin and Chen Daosheng as idols.

At that time, she was still hesitant about joining this club.

However, due to the pressure of study, I gradually forgot about this matter.

Looking back now, I can no longer tell whether the feeling in my heart was ironic or ridiculous.

"Is that why you were always calm and composed at that time?"

Han Xiaomin recalled the calm and calm Jin Wenshuo and felt that she was as funny as a clown. She murmured to herself, "So at that time, things like vomit, including those girls who rebelled on the spot, did not

I asked, but Judge Zhao Minzhi ignored me with an expression of indignation."

She kept murmuring, but the details in her mind began to make her thoughts clearer.

"Although those things sound like evidence, they are not evidence at all. Even if they are evidence, there is no way to determine the nature of the case. From the beginning to the end, Jin Wenshuo only used himself as the spearhead of all the firepower, and the person who really exerted the force was always

It’s Judge Zhao Minzhi.”

Han Xiaomin smiled bitterly and said: "All this is because they didn't give me a chance to react!"

Yes.

One link after another.

Either Jin Wenshuo provoked his emotions, or Zhao Minzhi seemed to be on his side, but in fact he quickly skipped the confirmation step.

However, all this process seems very reasonable in the eyes of the public.

Han Xiaomin can even imagine that in the eyes of the public, Zhao Minzhi has become a "just" judge who is extremely angry in the face of evil, but has no choice but to do anything.

"But why did Zhao Minzhi help Jin Wenshuo?"

Han Xiaomin was puzzled. Even if they are members of the same club, their interests must be divided even if they are classmates, let alone graduates who are several years apart.

If they were not both students at Seoul National University, Han Xiaomin would not even be able to find any relevant connection between the two.

For money?

As a presiding judge in his prime, even Han Xiaomin himself found this idea ridiculous.

At this time, the phone screen lit up, and a news message about the app popped up.

Han Xiaomin looked down, as if she had been slapped!

[A rising star in the legal world, Judge Zhao Minzhi, who hates evil and hates evil, is the future light of Peninsula judges!]

Han Xiaomin clicked on the message, and it showed a photo of the confrontation between Zhao Minzhi and Jin Wenshuo.

After Han Xiaomin stared for a moment, a wry smile appeared on his face.

She...got it!

"One wants money, the other wants his life, am I the only one doing it for justice?"

"All transactions are priced secretly?"

Han Xiaomin can no longer explain how she feels.

Disappointed?

Lost?

Still angry and unwilling...

But for a long time...

"I can't wallow in disappointment like this!"

Han Xiaomin's eyes were firm and decisive. She got up, picked up her coat and ran out.

Kim Moon-seok is a human being too!

She didn’t believe that Jin Wenshuo didn’t leave any flaws.

Even if Jin Wenshuo wraps all the facts into another story in gorgeous language.

But what about Quan Zhiyong?

What about those girls who were persecuted?

And....what about the night bar that provides this venue?

Can a dog change from eating shit to still being a dog?

Han Xiaomin didn’t believe it and was unwilling to accept it!

As night falls, the door of the bar shines with extravagant and gorgeous lights.

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Han Xiaomin, who had changed into a long skirt, walked in.

......

......

At the same time, on the other side.

Han Jin Law Firm.

Jin Wenshuo is still studying the contents on the list in the office.

A long time.

Wearing a black shirt and a black vest, he walked out carrying his coat and rubbing his forehead that was aching from overexertion. The hall was already dark, and even the assistants who worked overtime had left. Only a weak corner lamp illuminated the way out.

.

As Jin Wenshuo walked, he looked at the man in a gray suit in front of him, his face hidden in the darkness, and was slightly startled. Soon, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Our famous lawyer Han Jin is finally willing to give up compiling the latest code.

Are you willing to go back to the law firm?"
To be continued...