Madam Meng stood there, frozen.
The entire room fell silent.
Madam Meng, her face flushed, retorted defiantly, "Where's the evidence? Produce it!"
The video stopped playing, and Chang Le said, "I request to be a witness via telephone connection."
“Witnesses? Don’t think you can clear your name by bribing a few incompetent people!” Madam Meng said immediately.
Hua Lihan glanced at her indifferently: "Disrupting the order of the meeting, remove your seat and change to observer."
Madam Meng was about to speak when Zhou Zhe gave her a look, and immediately someone dragged and pulled her to the sidelines.
Li Jie nimbly moved aside, placing Madam Meng between Raymond and himself.
Raymond frowned, and Li Jie squinted.
The burly man was fierce, the monk exuded evil aura, and Madam Meng stood frozen in place, too afraid to move.
“Continue,” Hua Lihan said to Chang Le.
Chang Le clicked on the prepared communication link, the communication was connected, and the screen showed a prison cell.
Sitting in the chair right in the middle was none other than the key figure, She Jiameng!
She Jiameng appeared dazed and sat on a chair with her hands and feet cuffed.
A man standing on one side of the screen said, "I am the deputy head of the interrogation department of the detention center. I will now interrogate She Jiameng on relevant issues."
He picked up a neck collar, showed it to the camera, and then put it around She Jiameng's neck.
"It is a truth-telling instrument."
A secret device, as the name suggests, that manipulates people to tell the truth through mental control.
Now no one can argue with that, because machines don't lie.
She Jiameng began her questioning, and the conversation began in the conference room.
"Your name."
"She Jiameng".
"Are Lu Sheng and Hua Changle close friends? Did they conspire to commit indecent acts against Meng Danruo?"
"Of course not."
The room erupted in commotion. Madam Meng tried to stand up, but Raymond coughed and stopped her.
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