In the VIP private room, Blake personally poured wine for Gilbert Hackle, the President of the Municipal People's Court.
"Senior, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years after graduation." Blake lifted the full cup of white wine and gulped it down.
He was a student of law at his university, and Gilbert was two years ahead of him. At that time, they were both part of the school basketball team, so they could be considered to have some friends.
Gilbert was a man of his word, so he asked straightforwardly, "Kid, you never come here without reason. You must be here for the case of your wife."
Blake laughed warmly, "Senior, you know that this kind of case can be big or small. If she was deemed to have deliberately killed people, Avery would probably have to spend the rest of her
