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... scorching, and the fierce sunlight poured down onto the ground.
The atmosphere in the Beijing Primary People’s Court was bleak, as the debates unfolded silently.
To the right of the judge’s bench, Jiang Tong sat upright in her chair, dressed in a black uniform, her hair neatly tied up with a prosecutor’s badge pinned at her collar.
Her fair, slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, with her sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing a stretch of white, smooth skin.
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