"Honestly, the psychological trauma that Xiu Nuo had caused before, Jim felt it creeping back now."
"Fine, wait for your lawyer then," Jim said as he walked out."
"I'm not a criminal, Mr. Director, I'm a victim," Jia Yu started, "I need water, food, and a bright environment."
I knew it!
Jim looked at Jia Yu, "Weren't you going to remain silent?"
"I am stating my needs, of course, you can choose to ignore them, that's your prerogative. But I would consider it abuse, discrimination, a victim receiving unfair treatment inside the LAPD. Where do you think I would go to cause trouble for you?"
Jia Yu spoke very bluntly.
Jim's mouth twitched.
Jia Yu's words were terrifyingly calm, "You might think I'll go find a lawyer, go to the school, go to the media, but in fact, I know, it's only the lawyers you fear, not the rest. But don't worry, I won't go to a lawyer."
Jim sensed something was off; this guy seemed ready to pull something big.
