The man was openly weeping like a small child. Then again, this was to be expected. Murder alone was a big enough criminal offense, yet he had tried to murder the President. This crime planted on any sane person would break them for sure. No one would want to have this crime on their shoulders, and it would ruin their future and the name of their family.
Therefore, regardless of whether he had the intention or not, this doctor's future was over. No one was able to save him, and the law would punish him severely. He had struggled through medical school to end up in this state…
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Thoughts of suicide bubbled up in his mind. At that moment, the Vice President arrived.
"Go take a break, we have some question we want to ask him alone," the Vice President told the police in the room mildly.
"Yes, sir!" Of course, the police would not dare to deny his order and left immediately.
