Lake received the news when Frank walked into the District Attorney's Office.
After all...
Although Lake had said he would not interfere in this case, he could not stop the information from continuously gathering on his desk.
Lake knew that the judge had rejected the DNA evidence and Frank's testimony as credible evidence. To be honest, this did not surprise him in the slightest.
That was precisely why Lake was unwilling to let his enemies go to court.
There was no such simple distinction between black and white in this world.
Perhaps it existed in nature.
Perhaps it existed in the animal kingdom as well.
But in human society, once people were involved, there was no longer any clear distinction between black and white. Otherwise, why would people say that society was a great dye vat?
Because in society, as long as one operated skillfully enough, black could be washed white. Likewise, white could be washed black. Even if it could not be washed black, it could still be changed into some other color.
Frank smoked unconsciously. In barely two or three drags, the car had filled with smoke.
Lake shook his head, lowered the car window slightly, then pulled a stack of case files from behind the driver's seat and tossed them to Frank.
Frank caught them instinctively. He looked down at the files in his hands, then raised his head toward Lake. "What is this...?"
Lake smiled. "My reason for making you convert to my side."
Frank's expression went numb as he heard those words. His eyes held no spark, making him look like a living corpse.
Lake waved his hand. "Keep reading and you'll understand. Take a look at how the law you regard as a goddess was toyed with by others like the cheapest streetwalker."
Frank