Chapter 473

The door closed softly behind them.

The room provided by the prosecutor’s office wasn’t large, but it was warm enough—a two-seater sofa, a small table, a water dispenser, and a frosted window that let light in without revealing anything outside. At the very least, it was far from cameras and spotlights. The noise was muted, the pressure eased.

More importantly, it was a space safe enough for them