He then announced a prison term that left the middle-aged real estate agent stunned.
"Three... to ten years?"
The middle-aged real estate agent gasped.
Before he was incarcerated, he had also encountered instances of car parts being replaced.
But upon discovery, it was always resolved through private compensation.
He had never seen anyone go to jail for this, let alone for a fixed-term imprisonment of three to ten years.
Looking at Niu Huan before him, a shiver ran down the agent's spine.
He suddenly thought of a possibility and hurriedly asked, "The one you stole from... was it Qin Mu?"
Niu Huan's face filled with surprise. "How did you know?"
He clearly remembered only mentioning the replacement of parts.
Yet this real estate agent... he'd even figured out it was Qin Mu.
"How did I know?" The middle-aged real estate agent sighed deeply, then pointed at some people in the exercise yard. "They... like you, were also sent here by Qin Mu."
