She cried and wiped her tears, afraid that outsiders would not see her grievance.
Then, she faced the camera and said in a pained tone, "We're not here to mediate. No matter how much money they give us, I want to fight them to the end! Even if I have to risk my life, I want to seek justice for my son!
"All of you are witnesses. If they win, or if anything happens to us midway, it must be that professor! It's just that he doesn't want us to have an easy time! All of you have to be my witnesses."
…
A few meters away.
A black Phaeton was parked by the roadside. It looked low-key and inconspicuous.
The reporters were excited at the big news. No one noticed the black car with Beijing's license plate on the side of the road.
The four windows were rolled down. The people inside could hear everything clearly.
