"So you think it's reasonable to hide things from me?" Kenneth Osborne's face was livid, "Nora, this is the third time! The last time your 'self-defense' was already recorded at the police station. You used the ruse of self-harm, nearly cutting off your arm, to settle that matter. And now? What do you plan to do? Give yourself a concussion?"
"Do you think just because you give yourself a concussion this time, the police will believe you? Don't take others for fools!"
Lawrence Winters tugged at the corner of her mouth, "No need, in my plan, I should have already left by now."
As she spoke, she picked up the iron ruler, went to the man she had knocked unconscious by the door, bent down, and put the iron ruler in his hand.
"See that? It's an internal conflict! Internal conflict!"
