Lin Yazhi gritted her teeth to hide her nervousness: "Sister, what are you talking about?"
Soon he hardened up again, "What's wrong with me changing my clothes? Why do you have to make malicious assumptions about me?"
"I can call the police if you accuse me and slander me without any evidence!"
"You're going to call the police?" Wang Baozhu was almost angry to death: "Go ahead and call the police. I want to see who the police will arrest when they come."
"How dare you say this matter has nothing to do with you? If you don't feel guilty, why would you wash your hair and change your clothes so early in the morning?"
"You even came here to watch the fun and show off your achievements. I think you just came here to see that we can't open the business."
"Wuwuwu!" She suddenly started to cry, "You are slandering me without any basis."
Acting weak and pitiful is her forte, which directly attracts complaints from people around her.
"I don't think this lesbian is a bad person. It's really too much for you to say that without any investigation."
"It's ridiculous that taking a shower or changing clothes can be used as evidence."
"Yeah, I took a shower and changed my clothes this morning, why didn't you say I was the one who threw the paint?"
Seeing so many people defending her, Lin Yazhi cried even more sadly.
Although I know it was her who did it, there is really no evidence.
Just taking a shower and changing clothes would not be enough to catch her.
Jiang Manyue looked at her, still looking pitiful, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her lips.
"It's easy to find out if it's you. I just need to go to your dormitory and ask."
"I remember that the school dormitory closes at 10:30 at night. Will it be locked after this time?"
"If it was you who threw the paint, then you should have returned after closing time last night."
Jiang Manyue's words made her cry stop abruptly, because she did go home very late last night.
Lin Yazhi still refused to admit it: "What are you talking about? I didn't come home late yesterday at all."
Seeing that she was holding on tightly and refused to give in, he was too lazy to waste time talking to him.
"Whether it's really that simple or not, you can find out by calling the dormitory building right now."
"No, no!" She hurriedly stopped Jiang Manyue.
She didn't go back until after 10:30 last night, and it took her a long time to persuade the dormitory manager to open the door for her.
Because she came back too late and woke up Chen Zhaodi, she said a few words to her in dissatisfaction.
If they are really investigated, they will definitely not be able to hide it, and that would prove their guilt.
Jiang Manyue looked at her and sneered, "What? Are you scared?"
"Could it be that you really came back to the dormitory very late last night, and you were worried that I would find out?"
Lin Yazhi was still trying to defend herself: "I, I came home late last night because I was shopping nearby."
"It wasn't the paint throwing you said. It was just a coincidence."
"Just because I came back late, you can't accuse me of doing this."
He just said that he didn't get home late, but when he heard that I wanted to verify, he immediately changed his words.
You still want to defend yourself after all this? Jiang Manyue cast a cold gaze on her hands.
"Surely there's no need for confirmation, because the paint on your hands is evidence?"
She looked at her hands in astonishment, and nervously put them behind her back.
He even stammered when speaking: "What paint? I don't have any paint on my hands."
Everyone's eyes turned to her, and her face turned red with panic.
Wang Baozhu stepped forward and said, "Lin Yazhi, stretch out your hand immediately."
"No, you're mistaken!" She refused to extend her hand no matter what.
Without waiting for her to say anything, Jiang Manyue grabbed her hand and pulled her in front of everyone.
In full view of everyone, everyone saw that there were faint traces of red on her fingernails.
Hair can be washed to remove the smell, and clothes can be changed to hide the traces.
But paint is difficult to clean off the skin, no matter how careful she is.
No matter how many times I brushed the marks inside my nails, there was still some red paint left.
Lin Yazhi's face turned pale, and she wanted to continue to explain: "This is the nail polish I just bought."
"It's not paint at all, it just looks similar."
Even though everything was exposed in public, she still refused to confess.
Jiang Manyue didn't want to waste any more time talking and grabbed her wrist tightly.
"Okay, in that case, I'll go to the dormitory and take a look!"
"I'd like to see what your bottle of red nail polish looks like."
"If not, I wonder what you will be able to say at that time."
"No, don't!" Lin Yazhi struggled in panic and tried to leave.
But he was not as strong as Jiang Manyue and was pulled into the car. Qin Zhenbei drove directly to the school dormitory.
"Let me go!" She was still trying to find an opportunity to escape along the way.
But with two people taking care of her, she had no chance at all.
Downstairs in the dormitory, she pulled Lin Yazhi forward and asked, "Hello, dormitory manager!"
"Excuse me, did you see this classmate Lin Yazhi last night?"
The dormitory manager was a woman in her fifties. She recognized Lin Yazhi immediately when she saw her.
"Of course I know her. She woke me up in the middle of the night yesterday."
She complained unhappily: "A student came back to the dormitory late at night. If it weren't for her, no girl would open the door for her."
Lin Yazhi refused to admit it, "Auntie, you must have seen it wrong."
"There must be someone else up here. I clearly came back at 10:40 last night."
"What?" The dormitory auntie got angry and said, "Although I am old, my eyesight is good."
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