I...I really killed someone?

Many bad thoughts came in his mind making Max more and more depressed.

" Huff! It would be better to recharge my batteries and prepare for the meeting with the lawyer tomorrow. "

Thinking of this, he lay on the bed, ready to sleep.

It was probably because the sedative still had some residual strength, so Max fell asleep not long after closing his eyes.

The next day, 9 am.

"Squeak."

The door of a small reception room was opened.

"Go in, the lawyer you want is already waiting for you ."

A prison guard pushed Max in, and closed the door behind him.

This is a living room of less than 10 square meters, and all the facilities inside are just a table, two chairs, and a monitor in the corner.

At this moment, a man in a suit was sitting in one of the chairs.

"Hello, Mr. Max."

The man greeted naturally.

"Hello."

Max responded, walked to another chair, and sat down. Right now, his hands and feet were in shackles, and he couldn't even make large movements, so the prison guards felt relieved to let him stay in the same room with the lawyer.

Seeing Max sit on the chair, the person opposite cleared his throat.

"My name is Joe . From now on, I am your attorney. I can accept your entrustment, in the name of the client, that is, within the scope of my agency authority."

"All right!"

Max interrupted the other party. Hearing his tone, Max understood that the laws of this world were almost the same as the world before his death, so he went straight to the point.

"Did I really kill someone?"

"Ah?"

Attorney Joe was obviously taken aback, thinking, did you not know whether you killed or not, why are you asking me? But he still nodded solemnly anyway:

"All the evidences show that you did kill someone."

Max understood, he had expected this result a long time ago. So he was silent for a while and looked at the lawyer after a moment.

"I want to read the case record!"

The lawyer glanced at Max with some doubts on face. He didn't understand why this person wanted to read the case records. Logically speaking, he should be the person who knew the details of the case best.

But since the client has made a request, he must do so. The prisoner has the right to read the case file.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The lawyer said, opened the door of the room, and said something to the prison guard outside the door.

Ten minutes later, the prison guard brought a folder, put it on the table, turned around and went out again.

The lawyer opened the folder and looked at Max again.

"Please keep the case materials intact and don't damage them. For your information , these materials are all backed up."

He emphasized, probably because he was afraid that Max was uneducated and was deceiving himself by believing that as long as the materials are destroyed or swallowed, he can deny his guilt. This ridiculous behavior happens several times a year.

Max wasn't in the mood to listen to the lawyer's nagging, he simply nodded to indicate that he understood, dragged the folder to his side, and began to read carefully.

The record file of this case was a bit thick, roughly looking at it, there must be at least seventy or eighty pages, which recorded the entire process of Max's murder case in detail, and there are also interview records of the police, evidence collection, witnesses and other relevant personnel's details. However, as for the photographs of the deceased and the scene of the crime, they were not placed in the folder.

However Max didn't care, and quickly started to read it word by word.

What he didn't expect was that his reading speed was quite fast. It only took him a little more than ten minutes to read such a thick case record.

Right now, there is only one thought in Max's mind. That is...

"I seem to have really killed someone!"

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The process of the case is like this.

Half a year ago, Max was still a jobless person, barely making ends meet. On the night of the incident, he went to a bar and got drunk to forget his troubles.

On the way back to the apartment that he had rented, after leaving the bar, Max was knocked out with a blow to the back of his head. 

In a coma, Max couldn't determine how long the time had passed. According to his own statement afterwards, he was shaken awake by someone. When he opened his eyes, he found that his surroundings were pitch black. After Max got used to it for a while, he could clearly see that he was in a warehouse.

This warehouse was not big, only 30 square meters. There were some cabinets and some old sundries in it. It seemed that it was privately owned. It was used to pile up those useless things that the owner wasn't using but still reluctant to throw away.

As for the person who woke up Max, in this case file, he was called [Drake ].

After Drake woke up Max, he chatted with him about their what they knew. As a result, the two soon found that they were brought to this warehouse after being knocked out, and their mobile phones were also taken away by those people.

In the ensuing conversation, the two quickly guessed why they were brought here. That is, both of them had borrowed usury loans from the same person, and neither of them could afford to pay them back. And that's why they were brought here. 

As for why he borrowed money, Drake's reason was that he lost a lot of money in stock trading. 

As for Max, he simply borrowed 10,000 dollars because he had no money to pay the rent of his apartment, utilities, and food. At that time, he only borrowed 10,000 dollar , but he kept procrastinating and procrastinating it.

In this way, the matter is very simple and clear. This kind of folk usury is mostly organized by private individuals, so there is only one way to deal with those who owe money and do not pay back, and that is to use violence to solve it.

Ever since, Max and Drake got scared. They thought that just like those debt collectors in the movie, they are all ruthless people . In this situation, a group of people will come in and beat themselves up. Maybe there will be something like " Chopping Hands' torture or something like taking out their organs.

Just when the two were very worried, there heard the sound of footsteps outside the warehouse door, and the friction sound of iron rods being dragged on the ground.

Max and Drake almost peed in fright. But luckily, Drake touched a lock on the pitch-black ground while he was panicked. He didn't have time to think about it carefully, so he simply stood up and locked the warehouse door with the lock he found.

Soon, there was knocking on the door and the sound of cursing. Fortunately, the door and the lock of the warehouse were still strong enough, and there was no other entrance and exit in this warehouse except the main door.

After a while, the people outside the door seemed to find that they couldn't open the door, so they left. Just like that, Max and Drake escaped a catastrophe .

Next, their plan was to spend as much time as possible in this warehouse , maybe there will be a turnaround, even if there is no turnaround, then the two of them can discuss a solution with the debt collectors outside through the door, which is better than their current situation at the very least.

The night was getting darker, and those debt collectors seemed to have no intention of coming again, and Max wasted a lot of energy because of the shock, and the alcohol had not dissipated, and gradually fell asleep again.

When Max woke up, it was already the next day. Max woke up because the group of debt collectors came again. They threatened that if they didn't open the door, they would use a chainsaw to saw the lock open.

The door of this warehouse is of the split type. If you push it hard, there will be a gap between the left and right door panels. At this time, just insert the chainsaw through that gap, and you can just saw the lock easily.

When Max heard this, he naturally panicked again, so he quickly got up and went to Drake to find a solution.

However, what he never expected was that Drake at this time was already a corpse.