Chapter 137 She bears a striking resemblance to Qu He!
A knock sounded at the door, and two plainclothes police officers pushed in a mobile display screen, followed by a tech officer with a laptop.
They nodded to Gu Yu and began playing the video.
The screen lit up, displaying the complete video of the car accident scene.
Gu Yu stepped forward with the remote control pen, "Ms. Qiao may be wondering how there is still this video when the surveillance camera at the foot of the mountain is broken."
He snorted and looked at Zhuang Bieyan next to him, his tone displeased: "We have to thank our enthusiastic citizen Mr. Zhuang for this. He had mentioned wanting to cooperate and try out this equipment many times before, but he never agreed."
This time, however, they generously donated satellite surveillance equipment, costing over 100 million yuan in research and development, to assist the police. I'll definitely apply to award Mr. Zhuang a banner of appreciation another day.
Zhuang Bieyan remained calm and said indifferently, "Corporate social responsibility and serving the people is what we should do."
Gu Yu gritted his teeth and turned around to begin his explanation.
"We can see from the surveillance footage... So, this video shows that Ms. Qu He was driving properly throughout the entire process, she was not driving under the influence of alcohol, she changed into flat shoes as soon as she got in the car, and she was not speeding. The only unreasonable thing in the whole video is that the black Audi suddenly accelerated when it approached the bend."
As he spoke, Qiao Mian's face became beyond pale.
"According to collision damage experts' analysis,"
He used a laser pointer to draw a circle around the dent in the Audi and the piece of metal that had fallen off the Porsche's headlight.
"Given the angle and speed at the time, the damage to the Audi far exceeds what is reasonable. Ms. Qiao, I now strongly suspect this was a premeditated staged accident."
Is this a staged accident scam?
"I...I didn't. You're lying!" Qiao Mian panicked completely. "I don't understand what you're saying! What evidence do you have that I'm faking an accident?"
She covered her face and cried out to the camera, "My baby is seven months old, fully formed! So you all think I'm using my child's life to frame Qu He? I'm a mother, and I'm more heartbroken than anyone else! My child is so small, so very small..."
Fu Ruyue collapsed to the ground upon hearing this, pounding the floor and wailing that Qu He should pay with her life.
The scene was truly moving.
The live stream was filled with comments criticizing Qu He, clearly moved by the "genuine emotions" portrayed by Qiao Mian, the victim.
Zhuang Bieyan's eyes grew colder. Just as he was about to step forward, Qu He gently squeezed his fingers.
He turned to look at her and saw that her eyes were still firm, so he had no choice but to suppress his anger, but still protected Qu He behind him.
Qu He stepped forward, her gaze lingering on Qiao Mian's lower abdomen before finally settling on the lower half of her face, which was covered by a mask. "Qiao Mian, do you really think you're fit to be a mother?"
Qiao Mian's body stiffened, and her voice softened.
Qu He walked to the bedside, her hand already raised, but she hesitated and withdrew it before touching the corner of the blanket. "Did you really lose your child today?"
"You...you...what nonsense are you talking about? You've started making up these kinds of reasons now?" Qiao Mian stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Her seemingly flawless plan was completely shattered at this moment.
The entire ward, along with the live-streaming room, fell into a deathly silence.
"I'm talking nonsense?" Qu He turned to look at Gu Yu and nodded slightly.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and two policemen escorted four people in.
Leading the group was Anda, whose face was ashen. Behind him were three men who were the doctors who had just gotten off the ambulance at the scene of the car accident.
They've now taken off their white coats and are wearing regular clothes, looking rather guilty as they don't raise their heads too much.
Seeing these four people, Qiao Mian felt utterly devastated, and all her last bit of strength was drained away.
Zhuang Bieyan had been observing Qu He's emotions from the side. After seeing the fleeting weariness in her eyes, he went straight up and pulled her into his arms.
Qu He shook her head in his arms, indicating that she was alright. Her face was pressed against his shirt, inhaling the comforting scent of cedar.
“I sensed something was wrong when Anda made that phone call just now.”
Qu He stepped away from Zhuang Bieyan's embrace and glanced at the four people. "Knowing that the situation was urgent and Qiao Mian was bleeding heavily, the first number he made was the police, and only then did he call 120."
The First Hospital of Beicheng is 20 kilometers from the garden scenic area, yet it arrived at the scene almost simultaneously with a police car that was only 10 kilometers away? That efficiency is simply too high.
The implication was clear to everyone.
From Anda's unusually reversed phone call order to the ambulance arriving at breakneck speed, this was clearly a meticulously planned scheme to frame Qu He!
The people present looked at Qiao Mian with cold eyes, even the reporters who had previously sympathized with her now had a hint of condemnation and dissatisfaction in their eyes.
Before anyone present could even process the news, Qu He grabbed another report and threw it onto Qiao Mian's bed.
The white paper unfolded, and the words "Certificate of Miscarriage Surgery" in bold black letters at the top were extremely glaring!
"I told you last time that I wouldn't get into trouble for nothing. Now, do you want me to get someone to help me pull back the covers, or do you want to get out of bed and walk around by yourself?"
Fu Ruyue could see those big characters from a great distance.
She screamed "Ah!" and, with a strength she didn't know she had, broke free from the police and rushed to the bedside to grab the report.
After seeing the date, her eyes instantly turned red. "A week ago? So you didn't go home last week because you had an abortion?"
She glared at Qiao Mian viciously, yanked off the blanket, grabbed her hand, and dragged her to the ground.
"You aborted my grandson! Why did you do this? Why did you kill my grandson? What did the Qian family ever do to you that you had to be so cruel?"
Qiao Mian lay on the ground with her hair disheveled, her mask askew as she struggled.
She laughed with her head down, her voice low and distorted, as if it came from the underworld, sending chills down one's spine.
Qu He caught a glimpse of Anda's footsteps as he was about to step forward, but Qian Zhaoye beat him to it.
He walked up to Qiao Mian, squatted down, and grabbed her chin tightly, forcing her to look up and bear his anger. "Why did you do this?"
He practically gritted his teeth as he said, "Tell me why? Those are our children!"
"Because this child is destined not to be born," Qu He said, hitting the nail on the head.
She took another file folder from Gu Yu and tossed it at Qian Zhaoye's feet.
"Inside are Qiao Mian's cosmetic surgery records for the past year, especially in the last six months, the frequency has increased significantly. She received a large number of hormone-containing injections during her pregnancy, it's a miracle the baby survived to seven months."
If you could stop the final corrective surgery and focus on preserving the pregnancy, there might still be a sliver of hope. But Qiao Mian, you're too greedy, so greedy that you'd even sacrifice your own flesh and blood.
With trembling hands, Qian Zhaoye picked up the reports from the ground and flipped through them one by one, the papers crumpling and deforming as he gripped them tightly.
"So you're not wearing a mask because of allergies, but because of plastic surgery?"
He threw the report aside, grabbed Qiao Mian by the chin, and pulled off her mask.
When Qiao Mian's face was exposed to the camera, everyone present gasped.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily shifted back and forth between Qiao Mian and Qu He's faces.
Her face actually resembled Qu He's by about 70%!
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