"Old Hu, you know what kind of person Fang Yu is," Brother Zhang's voice dropped even lower than before. "She doesn't take on cases easily, but once she does, her evidence chain is airtight. You want me to delay? Delay until President Zhao personally intervenes?"

Hu Kui clenched his phone, his temples throbbing.

"Brother Zhang, I'm not asking you to overturn the case, just delay it for ten days or so..."

"Old Hu, let me give you some advice."