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... irst?” Shen Xichuan stood up and looked like he wanted to leave.


“Wait for your lawyer to come and pay the deposit before you can go out. Now, go to jail! Take him away!” the case officer said to the prison guard.


“How dare you lock me up! I’m Shen Xichuan! The city government has asked me and coaxed me. How dare you treat me like this!” Shen Xichuan still shouted arrogantly.


At that time, Ye Qiao was outside, looking at the monitor. Shen Xichuan was imprisone ...

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