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Chapter 965 Special Lunch

afternoon.

Lin Qian returned to yesterday's interrogation room from the VIP lounge of the Seoul District Prosecutor's Office. It's not that Lin Qian has any tendency to be abused. Horror disaster movies like Train to Busan have a lot of feeling.

Sitting on a temporary table, watching a movie, eating Wellington steak cooked by a Michelin chef, drinking 92-year-old Romanee-Conti red wine, and besides these two highlights on the table, those lobster sashimi and tuna belly Sashimi and abalone sashimi are everywhere, and they look extremely rich.

Such a feast and an interrogation room seem to be extremely inconsistent, but it is precisely this incongruity that appears in reality.

"Um……"

"The meat quality of the steak is good, but the fire is a little bit off, which makes the juice in the steak lose a little bit."

Holding a knife and fork, Lin Qian sat at the dining table and ate the plate slowly, muttering to himself.

And obliquely in front of Lin Qian, a young female prosecutor stood there quietly, as if she was a waiter serving customers in a restaurant. At this moment, she was still in a dreamlike state.

who am I?
where am I?
what am i doing?
She didn't know how many times she had asked herself such three consecutive questions.

As the prosecutor with the highest status and the most power in the Korean official system, she has always had her eyes above the top on weekdays. When the rich and powerful see her, they have to be respectful, and the sons of countless powerful and powerful people often show favors to her when they see her.

However, now she is arranged here as a waiter to serve the man in front of her, how can this not make her feel extremely magical.

She wanted to resist, she wanted to go forward and overturn that man's table, to let him know what this place is, but...

"Go, bring me some pepper powder and rose salt."

Lin Qian's voice came lightly, directly breaking all her grievances and fantasies.

"Okay, sir."

Just before the female prosecutor herself could react, her body had already reacted in the most honest way. She quickly walked to the assortment of seasoning tables next to her, picked out what Lin Qian wanted very quickly, and then respectfully He walked up to Lin Qian and handed the pepper powder and rose salt to Lin Qian.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Lin, take your time."

The female prosecutor smiled like a flower, and after replying respectfully, she walked back to that corner again, continuing to think about life again and again.

who am I?
where am I?
what am i doing?
……

However, this weird atmosphere was soon broken by the sound of the iron door opening of the interrogation room. Zheng Youhe walked in first from the outside. He bowed down and greeted Han Zhenghua who was walking behind him with a flattering face. .

As one of only five senior prosecutors in South Korea, and now he is in command as the leader of the special investigation team investigating President Park Jin-hye. At present, Han Zhenghua's status in the South Korean prosecutorial system can be said to be below one person and above ten thousand. In the past, senior prosecutors who were at the same level as Han Zhenghua also had to avoid it.

It was such a person who appeared in the interrogation room, which made the eyes of the female prosecutor standing in the corner widen instantly.

"You go out first."

Right after Zheng Youhe greeted Han Zhenghua in, when he saw the female prosecutor standing in the corner, he immediately ordered with a somewhat indifferent expression.

"Yes."

The female prosecutor didn't dare to say anything. After obediently responding, she quickly walked out of the interrogation room, and at the same time closed the door of the interrogation room very sensiblely.

"Mr. Lin, Han Gao is here."

When Zheng Youhe looked at Lin Qian again, that flattering expression filled his face again, and the speed of his face change was so fast that it was blurry.

"Um……"

"Since Han Gaojian has arrived, you should go out too."

Lin Qian responded, and then ordered in a soft voice.

"Okay... okay."

Hearing this, Zheng Youhe's expression froze immediately, but he soon recovered his smiling face, didn't say anything more, and left here with an apologetic smile.

Soon, only Lin Qian and Han Zhenghua were left in the interrogation room.

"Mr. Lin, I didn't expect that after the farewell that day, the next meeting would be in such a place. It's a bit too bizarre."

Han Zhenghua looked at Lin Qian who was still eating Steak Wellington leisurely, and his tone was a little emotional.

"I thought that your prosecutors in South Korea were upright and upright messengers of justice, but now it seems that it doesn't seem to be the case."

Lin Qian looked up at Han Zhenghua, his expression was very calm.

"Mr. Lin, your words are somewhat ironic."

Han Zhenghua smiled, and when he responded, he reached out and pulled out the chair opposite Lin Qian, and sat on it by himself.

"eat a bit?"

"Specially asked someone to prepare bowls and chopsticks for you."

Lin Qian pointed to the bowls and chopsticks in front of Han Zhenghua, and said with a smile.

"Okay."

Han Zhenghua was not pretentious, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a big and fat crayfish and ate it into his mouth.

"Um……"

"It's so fragrant and moist!"

After Han Zhenghua ate, his eyes lit up slightly and he praised Lin Qian.

"Han Gaojian likes to eat, so I will be a gentleman and not take what others want, and the rest of the crayfish will belong to Han Gaojian."

Lin Qian couldn't help but smile a little when he heard this.

"Okay."

Han Zhenghua responded, and then he was really rude, and started to eat with chopsticks.

In this way, the two ate their lunch in silence.

One is the senior prosecutor general of South Korea, and the other is a world-renowned young philanthropist, but they have lunch together in the interrogation room. Such a scene is indeed quite strange.

"Han Gaojian, has there been any results in the investigation you have been in charge of recently?"

Wellington steak doesn't seem like much, but eating all of it will still make you feel full. After Lin Qian finished eating the whole piece of Wellington steak, he picked up the tissue next to him and wiped his mouth, then casually asked Han Zhenghua road.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, this matter needs to be kept secret, so it's inconvenient to disclose it."

With a slightly apologetic expression on his face, Han Zhenghua shook his head at Lin Qian and said.

"That's true. It's really inconvenient to disclose such a confidential matter before there is a result."

Lin Qian nodded slightly, and after he finished speaking, he was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly asked again: "Then let me ask another way, then Han Gaojian hopes that the matter you are currently investigating will have results , still no results?"

Han Zhenghua, who was peeling lobsters, froze when he heard Lin Qian's question, and at the same time, the sharp light in his eyes flashed away.

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean by that?"

(End of this chapter)