Generally speaking, the South Korean prosecutor's office belongs to the conservatives, after all, it used to be an elite that stood out in the competition of tens of thousands of people, a typical vested interest group, and a place where rightist forces are rampant.

The university, which has aspired to progress since ancient times, is a hotbed of all kinds of ideas and ideals, and it is inherently despisable that it is necessary to sell one's soul and destroy one's conscience.

What's more, Lin Zhexun, who has been at the Seoul National University School of Law for several years, doesn't know how much his former teachers respect the former commander.

The prosecutor and the university professor were sitting in the same bus to inspect Huaxia, which was really unexpected. So what the hell is this expedition? Why is the identity of the characters in this car so sensitive and overwhelming?

But what is even more puzzling is that under his observation, the two parties seem to have a good relationship, at least on the surface, they seem to be talking and laughing.

This makes it even more confusing.

There are no cameras in the car, and there is no need to show your politeness to the public and public opinion. There is no big man present who needs to maintain a superficially amiable atmosphere. The two sides even a few years ago were arguing on various occasions with their heads broken and bleeding

The friendship on the surface, in fact, is clearly distinguished, in fact, Lin Zhexun can fully understand, but in fact it is not like this.

For example, more than 20 inspection rollers are all sitting on the right side of the bus, and all Seoul National University professors are sitting on the left side?

A little bit ...... Ridiculous, hahahaha.

Unless someone peed out of the golf ball, he had absolutely no belief that the prosecutors would be able to complete the investigation peacefully with the leftist professors.

Lin Zhexun drooped his eyes, sat in the corner of the last row, and quietly observed the chatting and laughing exchanges in front of him. He could feel that most of the people on both sides were not so amiable on the surface, and there was something dirty between the two sides. But it seems that it can barely be co-prosperous under certain factors.

"Zhexun, have you finished preparing everything for Huaxia?" A rough but somewhat unexpected voice came from his side, and Wu Xiangyu sat down in the last row with his briefcase next to Lin Zhexun, who seemed out of place with everyone.

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"Prosecutor Wu nim" Lin Zhexun hurriedly went to the bed to make way for Wu Xiangyu.

"No, just call me senior. Most of the people in this car are colleagues, just call me senior. ”

But this request is a bit difficult for Lin Zhexun. It's the identity of the person in the car, so it's a little difficult for him.

Because many of the people sitting on the prosecutor's office are my seniors!

He raised his head and glanced at the crowd sitting on the right side talking and laughing. There are several seniors from Seoul National University whom I have met. Some of them passed the bar exam in his freshman year and entered the prosecutor's office, and some of them were the faces that appeared in the group photo of his law school graduates. If Oh Sang-woo calls his seniors, it will make those seniors who claim to have graduated from Seoul National University very unhappy.

Academic discrimination at Seoul National University is very serious, and both Yonsei University and Korea University, which are also the troika of SKY University in South Korea, also have a little discrimination in their hearts. Not to mention Oh Sang-woo, who is not even SKY University and has no political resources at all.

These people may even despise Wu Xiangyu who has no college degree in their hearts. Otherwise, he wouldn't be bored as a senior prosecutor, so bored that he would sit next to Lin Zhexun.

Of course, he couldn't tell Wu Xiangyu directly about this obvious circle gap, so he could only explain it head-on: "You are the senior prosecutor in charge of me, will it make people feel bad if you call your seniors, and you may gossip ......"

"Oh, that makes sense." Wu Xiangyu's gaze was a little evasive, and he replied casually, his hand subconsciously clutching the briefcase in his hand.

"Prosecutor Nim, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh?! Ah, nothing. Wu Xiangyu's face turned pale, and his hands holding the briefcase tightened even tighter.

"I don't think you're feeling well." Lin Zhexun looked at the other party's slightly pale face: "Is it motion sickness?" I don't think your face is very good, if you are uncomfortable, you can sit in the front, the back row is relatively bumpy. ”

"No, no."

"Are you unprepared? Don't worry, the conditions of the capital of China are no worse than Seoul, and even many places are much better than Seoul, if necessary, I can help you buy them. ”

Wu Xiangyu looked at his trainee prosecutor's outfit, as if he was very light: "Are you ready?" ”

"Ah, I didn't prepare anything, I just exchanged all the money for RMB." Lin Zhexun smiled embarrassedly,

"No, I...... Haven't been on a plane much. ”

"Huh? It's true? ”

"Otherwise, I haven't even been to Jeju Island."

"This ......" Lin Zhexun was also embarrassed, he had never thought that Wu Xiangyu still had this side. This majestic man is afraid of the appearance of flying planes, and always feels a little ...... Contrasting cute?

Resisting the urge to laugh, Lin Zhexun said with a sincere face: "Although I often sit, I don't like to fly either. But seniors don't worry, the probability of an accident is very low. ”

"But if you have a chance, you can't live."

"It's not a question of whether you can live or not, it's a question of whether the largest part of the body is in centimeters or millimeters."

Wu Xiangyu's face became more and more ugly, as if he was going to look like the black face in the office before.

"It's okay, I'll save you if something happens." Lin Zhexun made a serious promise. If only the premise is that there is a parachute on the plane.

"Are you looking at my jokes?"

"No, no, I'll be honest."

Indeed, Lin Zhexun's face is very serious now, and he has no intention of joking and ridiculing. Wu Xiangyu, who didn't know Lin Zhexun's young man, and couldn't see Lin Zhexun's true thoughts, swallowed a lot of words back into his stomach. He continued to sit in the back row of seats with his briefcase, staring at the back of a colleague diagonally in front of him in a little panic.

......

As expected, the heavy snowfall that fell suddenly last night and is still falling until now caused all the flights that took off from Incheon Airport in the morning to lie at the boarding gate. The overcrowded, shoulder-to-shoulder airport made all the people who were delayed sit in the airport a little irritated and look around worriedly.

After walking the catwalk at the airport, Lee Ji-eun had changed into a comfortable but not very good-looking hoodie, sitting on the sofa in the small partition of the first-class waiting room, fiddling with his mobile phone.

The first-class lounge is also crowded with economy class seats outside. Incheon Airport is the aviation hub of all of South Korea, and such a big country is one of the countries with the greatest benefits of globalization. Then the flow of people in its international terminal is definitely not small.

The atmosphere in the small partition, which was only three or four people, was not very lively. It may be that the artist doesn't want to speak, and the manager of the agent is also silent. The rest of the agents and assistants couldn't say anything, and the four of them just sat silently on the sofa with their own thoughts.

Just like Li Zhien, although it seems that all her attention is on the screen of her mobile phone, her screen has not moved on the main page for more than ten minutes. From time to time, your fingers are tapping on the top of the main page, ready to press and hold to pull something down from it.

But she clearly knew that all her attention was on the agent head next to her.

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