Director Song sneered, "If you're in a bad mood, just set a fire. Do you think it's fireworks? Do you know how much damage your fire has caused? The direct economic loss is nearly 20 million, not to mention personal losses."
Sun Jiashuo lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and raised his face again, "It's death anyway, so don't ask, can't I just plead guilty?"
Snapped!
Director Song immediately slammed the table, "Sun Jiashuo, what's your attitude?"
Sun Jiashuo trembled, lowered his face again, and said nothing.
There was dead silence in the room for a moment.
Buzz——
Han Qing's cell phone rang suddenly.
Nodding slightly to Director Song, Han Qing stood up and walked outside to answer the phone. After a while, he came back and whispered a few times to Luo Jun.
After listening to Han Qing's words, Luo Jun stood up and said, "Song Bureau, can I talk to him alone?"
"This..." Bureau Song hesitated, "This is a bit against the rules, Mr. Luo, you..."
"Don't worry, I'll just have a few words with him, it'll only take five minutes," Luo Jun said.
Director Song frowned and thought for a while, then came over, held his arm, and led him to the corner of the room, "Mr. Luo, um... don't slap me in the face, otherwise it will be difficult for me to explain."
Luo Jun nodded, Director Song raised his finger and pointed at Sun Jiashuo, and walked out.
Hearing the door close, Sun Jiashuo's whole body trembled, and he raised his face to look at Luo Jun with some worry.
He also knew in his heart that he couldn't escape this time, and he already had the idea of breaking the pot and breaking it. He was not afraid of the Song Dynasty, but he was always a little unspeakably afraid of Luo Jun.
There was an aura about this man that made him shudder.
Now, there were only three of them in the room, and Sun Jiashuo couldn't guess what Luo Jun was going to do.
Luo Jun turned around and slowly approached him. Sun Jiashuo's body shrank unconsciously.
Stopping a step away from him, Luo Jun bent down, held the back of the chair with both hands, and stared at him.
"You have a younger sister who goes to school in Japan, right?"
Sun Jiashuo swallowed and said, "You...what do you mean?"
"Twenty years old is the most brilliant time in life..." Luo Jun said calmly, "How would you feel if someone poured gasoline on her and burned her?"
"You..." Sun Jiashuo stood up suddenly, "You are not allowed to hurt her, this matter has nothing to do with her."
"It has nothing to do with her?" Luo Jun pushed him back into the chair, and his voice suddenly became louder, "Then... what about those workers, does this matter have anything to do with them? Do you know what happened last night?
There was one who worked in a precision instrument warehouse and was pierced into a hedgehog by a falling steel bar, and another was burned beyond recognition. All the rest were severely burned and may require skin grafting surgery for the rest of his life..."
Sun Jiashuo was speechless, his tone was so genuine that Sun Jiashuo completely thought that all this was true.
"I...I don't know, I didn't know there was anyone there, so she asked me to set a fire..."
Luo Jun caught the key point immediately and reached out to grab his collar, "Who is the 'she (him)' you are talking about?!"
Realizing that he had made a mistake, Sun Jiashuo froze and refused to say another word.
Luo Jun observed his expression, loosened his collar, and took two steps back to stop giving him any pressure.
He had studied psychology and knew that Sun Jiashuo's psychological defense line was already crumbling at this time, and he only needed to add the last bit of weight, and he would completely collapse.
