Three years ago, he personally sent his father to prison and wore the prosecutor's badge that symbolized justice.
Three years later, he stood at the prison door again, holding the notice that his father was critically ill with liver cancer.
A rusty tin box revealed the truth that had been buried for ten years.
The yellowed medical certificate contains a record of his terminal illness in childhood; the signature and date of the payer actually led his father to sin.
The beginning of evil is perfect.
It turns out that the person he pursued and crucified was not the criminal, but the father who fell into the abyss to save him.
Now, if you want to save him, you must personally overturn the iron case you have created.
When legal principles and blood collide fiercely, how should he choose?
This time, what he is judging may be his own destiny.
