After lunch, taking advantage of Haitang being at home to rest, Meng Lang took out a stack of documents.
"What's this?"
"It's some criminal evidence against that Hu Dazhi."
"What?"
Haitang picked up the documents and began to flip through them, her expression growing increasingly odd.
"You call this 'some'?"
Organizing criminal groups, forging documents, embezzlement, violent debt collection, illegal detention, causing serious injury, threats and intimidation, forcing women, drug trafficking...
The list of allegations must have included over twenty different crimes.
With all this evidence, they wanted to ensure the person would rot in jail, didn't they?
What kind of grudge was this?
"It's like this, you remember those two friends from the bar last time who stepped in to help, right?
They have some old scores to settle with Hu Dazhi, and it happens that they have some criminal evidence against him... Knowing you're a lawyer, they asked me to consult you for legal advice.
