Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 242: Hate Me, I’ll Let You Hate (13)

More than half an hour passed before the car finally stopped slowly in front of North City Prison.Fu Nancheng didn’t get off, and Qiao Mo certainly wouldn’t speak first.

Watching her back, Fu Nancheng made a phone call.

"How’s the investigation on Qiao Dehou going?"

"We’ve found some clues; initially, it seems the coroner isn’t clean, and we’re gathering evidence."

...

Shortly after Qiao Mo walked into the prison, Han Zirui came up to her.

"Lawyer Han, how is my father? Is he badly hurt?"

Scrutinizing Qiao Mo, he said solemnly, "The injuries are okay, nothing serious."

Qiao Mo nodded, still quickening her pace.

She couldn’t quite feel at ease until she saw Qiao Dehou.

"But the problem is, this fight seems to be instigated by your father, which might not be favorable for the sentencing."

They were led by the prison guards to a room.

Soon, two guards escorted a bulky man inside.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, with short hair, a bit overweight, wearing a dark blue prison uniform.

His eyes weren’t big, and when he smiled, he resembled the Laughing Buddha; when he didn’t smile, there was a sharp gleam in his eyes.

Walking in now, his head slightly raised, his double chin very noticeable.

His neck was bare except for a ring mark, easily reminding one of the thick gold chains he usually wore.

"Dad!" Qiao Mo spoke softly, seeing the swollen face full of bruises and blood marks, deeply worried.

Upon hearing this, the man turned his head, squinted his left eye as if teasing Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo was a bit helpless but sighed in relief nonetheless.

After a few seconds, Qiao Dehou slowly sat down, his gaze landing on Qiao Mo, discontentedly saying, "How did your eyes swell like that? Did some bastard bully you, wait till I get out and kill him!"

"Dad, why are you fighting again? You’re not making it easy at your age." Qiao Mo frowned and spoke displeasedly, glimpsing a patch of bruising from his collar.

"What do you mean at my age? I can still take a few more down!"

Qiao Dehou casually spoke, Qiao Mo was quite angry, looking at him without speaking.

A few seconds later, Qiao Dehou hurriedly softened: "Alright, alright... no more fighting next time, no more."

Han Zirui laughed lightly on the side; he’d dealt with many cases and inmates, only seen Qiao Dehou a few times, but had to admit, this man really wasn’t detestable.

"Mr. Qiao, it’s best to behave well in prison, otherwise, even if the second trial finds the murder charge unfounded, more years might be added based on your prison behavior."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Mo was taken aback, turning to Han Zirui: "Do you have confidence in proving my father’s innocence?"

"Yes, there’s a sixty percent chance now, in a few days accompany me to meet someone, then there might be an eighty percent chance."

Qiao Dehou squinted his eyes slightly, scrutinizing Han Zirui: "Meet someone? You aren’t trying to take advantage to court my daughter, are you?"

"Dad!" Qiao Mo’s face darkened a little.

"Alright, alright, whatever you..."

After Han Zirui discussed some issues further, Qiao Dehou glanced at the guard in the room, speaking to Qiao Mo: "Xiao Mo, has that old dog Shen Ling asked you for anything?"

Qiao Mo slightly paused, she was about to discuss this matter, didn’t expect him to bring it up first.

"He asked for a piece of white jade, said as long as he gets it, he’d alter his testimony."