Chapter 397: Helping the Prison Improve Its Security System

The case was solved; to be precise, the arrests were made quickly enough, but even so, forensic experts still needed to examine the corpses and such.

Only then could everything be perfectly accurate.

For instance, subsequent signatures and other documentation all required Chen Fan's handwriting.

Evidence must form a perfect closed loop, so that the suspect can be securely incarcerated and truly face legal punishment.

Murder means the death penalty, unless your lawyer is so brilliant he can talk the heavens apart.

But since Professor Luo was involved, the nature changed—he made his position crystal clear: if you persist like this, then sorry, I'll send you, the lawyer, right in alongside.

This kind of case has been livestreamed before; everyone has seen it, and every time they watch, they feel utterly powerless.

Pure helplessness, because there's truly no way to resolve it.

After all, this is hidden crime—just like Li Tian's fear: he was truly afraid Chen Fan might one day commit a crime, but he couldn't just arrest Chen Fan because he worried about it.

These things are unrealistic.

Yet Chen Fan was still called away.

He went to the prison, and with the prison warden's two leads, Chen Fan wandered inside, searching for possible escape points.

Chen Fan moved quickly and found plenty of things inside.

For example, blind spots in surveillance, areas where fights had occurred, and other strange discoveries—like people secretly conducting transactions within the prison.

When Chen Fan left, the prison warden stared blankly, as if he were about to explode: Fuck, I didn't think our Section 070 was a marketplace.

As for netizens' comments: Holy shit, you've been caught in the rain yourself—did you tear up someone else's umbrella too?

Chen Fan said he didn't care, because he was righteous—he had helped the prison warden, hadn't he?

The convicts just had some complaints.

That night, after the livestream ended, everyone gathered to see Song Zuer off.

Old Song opened a bottle of Moutai for everyone to drink.

His daughter was finally leaving the show to focus on her job; Old Song was so thrilled he wanted to set off firecrackers.

"By the way, Xiang Qinqin, how's your mom handling things on your end?"

Xiang Qinqin said: "Sigh, my mom says she's already gone square dancing—oh, and she even introduced an excellent man to Auntie: rich, divorced, heard about Auntie's story, thrilled beyond measure, said he'd adore a woman so devoted, and now they're probably having coffee?"

At the dinner table, everyone gave Xiang Qinqin a thumbs-up.

Qu Yiling said: "Your mom's so outgoing—how come you're so quiet?"

Xiang Qinqin whispered: "Actually, I'm quite lively."

Hahaha.

Everyone laughed along.

Li Tian said: "The prison warden gave him a chance—probably drafting some documents. Zhao Zixuan's probably getting out soon; the previous fraud case has been dropped, no prosecution."

"Tsk tsk tsk, so no criminal record?"

"You know how it is—Zhao Zixuan's talented, we don't want to waste him. This kid can help us. Later, we'll figure out how to develop him as a subordinate."

"What kind of cases?"

"Women's cases. This kid's absolutely brilliant at them. With Professor Luo's help, Zhao Zixuan will get out faster—I'm impressed. He's truly pure. I asked those women—they all volunteered, and they compared him to other men. He did things most men couldn't."

Chen Fan said: "That's really impressive."

At the table, Sister Yuanyuan said: "Isn't that true? Many people claim to love someone, yet hurt others—using their so-called love to demand things from others."

Everyone quickly changed the subject.

Pure people are hard to find.

Teacher Liu said: "Pure kindness and pure evil don't really exist in this world—but tonight, Song Zuer is the star, so let's drink well."

Song Zuer nodded, and everyone drank happily.

Late at night, some couldn't sleep, while others were busy with other things.

Inside the prison, Zhao Zixuan looked at the several women who came to visit him.

"Just get married already. If you don't, I'll have to work my ass off to make money."

The girls looked at each other and laughed: "Don't worry, go earn money—we bought you tonic pills. Come out and heal up properly."