"They're just a bunch of low-level workers, that's all."
Duan Feipeng said, "Besides, neither you nor Jianghai will have to take criminal responsibility, anyway."
Upon hearing this, Du Ze's face showed bitterness, and he whispered, "But Brother Fei, I'm an adult..."
"Stick to what we decided yesterday: never admit it. If you must admit, shift all the blame onto Jianghai!"
Duan Feipeng was impatient once more.
"I spent money to get you out. Hai Zi won't bear criminal responsibility, and I'll lend him my dad's legal team lawyer. He'll be out in a few years!"
Besides...
Duan Feipeng suddenly changed his tone, looked at Du Ze, and lowered his voice:
"It's just killing two people, why be scared..."
"Do the lives of two homeless men count as lives?"
"Their lives were worthless; if they're dead, they're dead. It won't implicate us..."
Listening to Duan Feipeng's words.
Du Ze felt a lot more at ease, sighed with relief, glanced around, and then lowered his voice again:
