"Fake, it's all fake!" An Zhiyi suddenly shouted, "It's all fake, fake! There's no surveillance at Yu Jin! The recording is fake too, I never said such things, never!"
His sudden outburst startled quite a few people.
An Zhiyi was drenched in sweat, his face pale, looking like a ghost, with a dazed expression. His whole body kept trembling as he kept shouting loudly.
Even Nole started to claim the surveillance was fake.
Qiao Yuxian sat leisurely in her chair, watching the two of them. She waited until they quieted down a bit before she said, "You can take the recording to a specialist to verify whether it's real or fake. As for the surveillance... you can verify it too. But anyone with a brain wouldn't doubt the surveillance, right? Such surveillance, people, location, time, who can synthesize it so quickly?"
An Zhiyi seemed not to hear, staring blankly, mumbling to himself: "Fake, fake, fake..."
