Police station, interrogation room.
Jelinton hung his head, looking somewhat speechless at the man and woman who had once again appeared before him, and said weakly, "Officer, if you have something to ask me, just give me a call. There's really no need to frame me for theft."
It turned out that for efficiency, Carol had directly instructed someone to slander Jelinton. He was accused of stealing an old lady's underwear while working as a caregiver and brought to the police station on charges of indecency towards an elder and theft. This accusation was undoubtedly a psychological blow to Jelinton, a man merely in his thirties.
SMACK! Dean slammed the table. "Be serious, Jelinton! I'll tell you straight: if you don't want to go to jail for stealing an old lady's underwear, then cooperate with my questions!"
