Chapter 1101


    Chapter 1101 Reinvestigation


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    “What''s so important that you must see me today, Old Mr. Oates? Is there something you want to


    discuss with me?” the president asked as he rubbed his temples.


    The Oates family might have declined recently, but he had to admit they still possessed a strong


    foundation.


    Therefore, the president made sure to talk to Nelson respectfully.


    “Well, it''s like this...” Nelson said before being struck by a violent coughing fit. “I-It''s about Lake City.”


    The president immediately raised an eyebrow. “Lake City? Are you also here because of what


    happened to James Field?”


    Nelson, who was gearing up to y the sympathy card with a bout of severe coughing, suddenly froze.


    “Mr. President, what do you mean by that...?”


    What did he mean by “also?”


    The president sighed. “Please head home, Old Mr. Oates.”


    Upon hearing that, Nelson became anxious. What? I haven''t even settled the matter! How can I go


    back now?


    “I''m not going back. James Field is a good man. He just got—”


    “I know. This matter needs to be reinvestigated. Although he''s currently in custody, he hasn''t been


    convicted yet,” the president interrupted, his gaze tinged with helplessness. “However, if we reopened


    the case, the chances of sess would be pretty slim. The evidence of his crime is irrefutable, and the


    possibility of overturning the case is—”


    “Mr. President, what did you just say?” Nelson blurted out. Huh? I haven''t even pleaded for James yet.


    Why is the president already preparing to reopen the investigation?


    “I said we need to reinvestigate,” the president said. When he noticed Nelson''s stunned expression, he


    couldn''t help butugh. Oh,e on. I''m not a heartless man. Even though running a country is


    exhausting, I, too, wish for more honest and upright officials in this world.


    “Thank you, Mr. President... Thank you.” Nelson eximed as he heaved a sigh of relief. “That''s good


    to hear. I hope there will be a good oue.”


    At the same time, an image of Ashlyn''s beautiful face surfaced in his mind. Ah... This news would make


    her happier, wouldn''t it? She and that kid from the Nn family have been running themselves ragged


    for James'' case... It''s been hard on them.


    “Mr. President, why have you decided to reinvestigate this case?” Nelson asked out of curiosity. After


    all, he had heard that the president''s stance was firm and unchanging, so what was with the sudden


    change?


    “Oh, it''s nothing. I just... I''ve just gotten myself a godsister, and it feels pretty good,” the president


    replied, an enigmatic smile on his face. “All right. I''ll have someone take you home.”


    “Godsister?” Nelson eximed, now even more confused than ever. Gosh! To think there''s a woman


    out there who has charmed the country''s leader into acknowledging her as his godsister! She must be


    a force to reckon with! Then again, I know better than anyone else that some questions are better left


    unasked.


    After seeing Nelson off, the president hurriedly returned to the hospital.


    My goodness. I''ve been working like a dog, and I''m exhausted!


    The weather was gloomy and unpleasantly oppressive. Dark, menacing clouds hung low as the wind


    howled and sent snowkes swirling in the sky.


    Inside South Jadeborough Prison at that moment, dozens of men dressed in prison garb were wielding


    hoes and tiling the soil.


    However, it was so cold outside that the ground was frozen solid, making it impossible to get any work


    done.


    To make matters worse, the men were dressed minimally, so it didn''t take long for their hands to turn


    bright red from the frigid cold.


    A gust of cold wind suddenly swept through, and a few frail-looking men nearly dropped their hoes.


    “Get to work! What''s everyone daydreaming about? If you don''t nt the crops now, what will you eat


    later?” a prison guard shouted sternly as he whipped one of the men on his back, causing a loud


    smack to ring out.


    The man gritted his teeth in pain, almost letting out a cry.


    Upon seeing that, the other men began to dig the ground with renewed vigor.


    Despite feeling a searing pain in his back, James bit down hard and bore it.


    Sadly, prisoners in that camp had zero status and were always either beaten or scolded. As the


    prisoners were mostly officials who had been punished, prison guards would usually assume they were


    tyrants who hadmitted nefarious crimes against the country and fellow citizens.


    As such, the guards tormented them relentlessly, and no one intervened. In fact. the prison guards


    even believed they were doing a favor to society by punishing the prisoners.


    “I don''t care if you guys were high-ranking officials before. Now that you''re all on my turf, you''re nothing


    but parasites of the state!”