"Is this dude, Sun, doing a parody?"
Ning An looked at Fei San, bewildered.
Before speaking, the buddy even asked his lawyer, thinking he had some brains.
Unexpectedly, this buddy has some brains, but not much...
The judge signaled for silence in the courtroom, then turned to look at Fei San again:
"Defendant, in court, you must take responsibility for every word you say."
"I now solemnly ask you again."
"Why did you sell stolen batteries for money?"
Unlike his earlier outburst, Fei San spoke in a much quieter tone this time.
"Stealing batteries to sell for money, of course, was to hire a prostitute..."
After saying this, he immediately scooted back a bit, leaned toward his lawyer, lowered his voice, and nervously asked:
"Lawyer Wang, did I just say something wrong? Is it a big problem? I spoke honestly, without a lie!"
Is it a big problem?
How can you even ask!
Lawyer Wang, speechless, rubbed his forehead, waved a hand at him, and said:
