In the police station room, the young lawyer looked at the father and son before him. Just as he was about to say something, he lowered his head and flipped through the case files.
He felt somewhat reluctant, but this was his job.
According to the guidance issued by the Department of Justice's special task force and the provisions of the "New Nagaril Federation Code (Trial Version)," robbery or theft in Nagaril involving goods worth more than a thousand dollars was punishable by death.
There were four thousand dollars' worth of goods here. If the local Police Station wanted to pursue numbers, they could sentence the entire family to death.
At that moment, his sense of responsibility as a lawyer took effect. After all, he was still young. In the legal profession, being in his thirties might mean he had only just escaped his firm's internship period.
They were still novices! "The new law contains provisions regarding the value of stolen goods in robbery and theft cases. The goods you stole are enough to get all four of you sentenced to death..."
Aken's mind went blank again. He instinctively looked toward his father, and the middle-aged man was equally stunned.
They had merely entered a few shops with the others and taken some things out. How... had that turned into a death sentence?
"Could there have been some mistake?" the middle-aged man asked, summoning his courage.
His body had already begun to tremble slightly. The smile on his face was strained, and by the time he finished speaking, he could no longer maintain it.
The young lawyer sighed and looked at the father and son again. "The worst-case scenario is that the judge considers you accomplices. Both of you will be sentenced to death."
"However, because of your special relationship,