Nian Ci had just come out of the office of the clerk of the First Criminal Tribunal, holding in his hand the case file that Viagra, who was in the same office as him, had asked him to come and pick up.
The First Punishment Court is located on the fourteenth floor of the Intermediate Court Office Building - the number is very "auspicious". Every time Meng Nianci comes over, the word "actual death" always comes to mind - well, it really suits the place of the First Punishment Court.
Because she had to wait for a while for the elevator, Meng Nianci started thinking wildly while holding the case file.
The elevator door is really polished, no better than the old elevator in the Procuratorate - these bastards in the Court are rich! Even the elevator door is so polished that it can be used as a mirror. Nowadays, people often file lawsuits, and the courts are very lenient in collecting litigation fees. No wonder they are so rich. Fortunately, those legal fees have to be turned over to the state treasury and cannot be paid as wages. Otherwise, Meng Nianci would regret why she applied for the procuratorate instead of coming to the court...
Meng Nianci was extremely bored and began to look at the outfit he was wearing today through the shiny elevator door: jeans, a white shirt, and a black leather work permit with a silver inspection badge on his chest. He looked capable and handsome. Although the skin is too white and the appearance is too delicate... But these factors that are too feminine and not masculine enough are negligible in Meng Nianci's eyes. He looked at the tall figure reflected on the smooth mirror-like elevator door, smiled with satisfaction, exposed two naughty little tiger teeth, and couldn't help but narcissistically sigh in his heart: I am really handsome!