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    When sitting face-to-face with Wang Xu once more, Jiang Xia was ridiculously calm, and in the face of Zhang Ting’s statement about her suspected crimes, she simply nodded and smiled, with a soft thank you attached to it in passing.

    Wang Xu is still the first time to see such a prisoner, after all, her behavior, although there is a great suspicion of crime, but the motive is insufficient, combined with Cheng Yu’s identity and other related cases, she is more like a scapegoat framed, but Jiang Xia is very open to listen to the statement of suspicion, did not set off a ripple.

    “Do you confess to these suspicions?”

    She shook her head calmly and smiled towards the two policemen.

    “May I ask if I can call a witness to testify on my behalf?”

    “Of course.” Zhang Ting unconsciously glanced at Wang Xu as she replied, and sure enough, he was just as puzzled as she was.

    “Then please bother to convey to her for me first that I know all about that tape box transfer.”

    After many rounds, Jiang Xia gradually understood some of the mechanisms of backtracking.

    Each time she returns to the interrogation room counts as part of this rotation, and can be considered the end of each rotation; what she did in earlier rotations will leave a mark on this interrogation, but the rotation will automatically weed out some of the things that defy common sense – such as her death – and some of the physical evidence left behind by her actions will be preserved in relative terms.

    Like the hemp rope from the chemder factory in the middle of nowhere, like the full webcast of Liu Ziqing.

    Jiang Xia herself would fade into memory as she jumped to her death, and that live broadcast would only become an established fact.

    She believed that with Lin’s Group’s public relations efforts, she should be able to muddle through this live broadcast, but once Cheng Yu’s death also made the front page headlines, the already buried topic would be triggered again.

    Even if Lin’s group could still be fixed externally, they had to find a scapegoat. Liu Ziqing, who has no background and threatens Lin Qing by speculation to interfere in Lin’s group, is the most suitable candidate, and compared to destroying the future with business partners, sacrificing Lin Qing’s face is nothing.

    A hint of cunning swept through Jiang Xia’s eyes.

    She seems to have guessed right, after that public broadcast, Liu Ziqing’s handle is likewise pinched in the hands of Lin’s group, her lofty position has faltered, she is very clear about her own position, find the right time to wait for the transfer to take effect, and inherit the inheritance immediately and Lin’s group to get rid of the relationship is the only way out of the only way she can protect herself, but Cheng Yu happened to be at this juncture of death.

    Not to mention that when Zhang Ting relayed Jiang Xia’s words to Liu Ziqing, she would not hesitate to identify Jiang Xia as one of the people who knew about that live broadcast.

    The fear brought on by ignorance would make Liu Ziqing doubt the true identity of this woman who looked so much like Tang Ei, the Cheng Yu who had been instructed to assassinate her?

    Regardless of any guesses, she would eventually come to the interrogation room out of fear.

    As long as that’s the case, it’s enough.

    Seeing Liu Ziqing, who had hurriedly arrived, Jiang Xia’s face changed, with the look of a newcomer who had just joined the company and didn’t know what to do.

    “Sister Qing, what the hell is going on? Why I couldn’t find you all night, why the door on the first floor was locked, trapping me in the hospital wing, why the signal was cut off, why Mr. Cheng Yu died ah…”

    Liu Ziqing didn’t expect that she would in turn be put on the spot by Jiang Xia first.

    “Stop stop stop Xiao Jiang, let’s run through it one by one, what do you mean by the words you just asked Officer Zhang to relay?”

    “Don’t you understand, Sister Qing? Why do I have to summon you to testify for me? It’s because you’re a victim just like me.”

    “I’ve been in the emergency department tonight, how am I a victim?” Liu Ziqing retorted without a bottom.

    “Mr. Cheng Yu’s death seems to be framing me, but in fact, it also framed you ah, if someone with a heart to link this matter and the live broadcast two months ago, your situation can be…”

    “Sure enough…” sighed Liu Ziqing in panic.

    “Jiang, you saw that live broadcast too, right?”

    Jiang Xia showed a look of guilt and weakness after inadvertently prying into the leader’s secrets.

    “I won’t lie to you Haru-san, I did happen to see it, but I’m on your side.”

    “Hmm?”

    “Even though we’ve only been together for less than a month, you’re never that kind of person, and I believe you were framed! You also said that that old man has always pestered you, you must have been coerced into saying something like that, otherwise…you wouldn’t be standing here.”

    Jiang Xia’s set of words tricked Liu Ziqing into thinking that Jiang Xia really wanted to help her.

    “Hey too loud!” Liu Ziqing glanced anxiously at the two officers behind her, who were talking about something and didn’t seem to be paying attention to their conversation.

    She lowered her voice.

    “This matter is now known to heaven and earth, to you and to me, and it would be the end of them if they heard it.”

    Jiang Xia tilted his head, revealing a confused look.

    “What time is it, you still care about face?”

    “I heard on the air that night that there was a recording or something, I’m sure that old man can pester you, he must have kept a hold on you, and at this juncture if he turns over that recording or something, I’m afraid that your job is also…”

    Jiang Xia’s attentive tone really seemed as if she was advising Liu Ziqing and looking out for her. In reality, she was forcing her into a dilemma.

    After all, Jiang Xia was only a suspect now, the murder charge was still undetermined, if released, they would still be colleagues. If Liu Ziqing didn’t hold back and revealed her true face, it was likely that Jiang Xia would spread the word, in which case she could only agree to Jiang Xia’s seemingly well thought out plan.

    And, in order to maintain her image, she had to pretend to be big and bright.

    Liu Ziqing quickly dialed the phone, not avoiding Jiang Xia in the slightest and whispered.

    “Older brother, you are at home not, Jiang Yue Bay that villa, first put down the hands of the matter, go to the second floor to take out that thing, the password you still remember it, right, after opening there is a secret door inside, the password is…”

    After putting down the phone, Liu Ziqing took a long breath and looked at Jiang Xia gratefully.

    And while Jiang Xia had a worried look on the surface, he had actually been laughing like crazy in his heart.

    “Xiao Jiang, I’m really especially thankful to you, don’t worry, I’ll testify for you, you saved me, and I’ll do my best to protect you.”

    Half an hour after Liu Ziqing left, Zhang Ting relayed to Jiang Xia that Liu Ziqing had complained from start to finish, hadn’t said a single word of useful testimony, and had quickly left the police station on the grounds that she wasn’t feeling well.

    This was certainly expected by Jiang Xia, Liu Ziqing couldn’t wait for her to die, couldn’t wait for her to come as a scapegoat to save herself.

    “Liu Ziqing ah Liu Ziqing, do you think you’ve done a seamless job? The next time you meet again, you will pay for your arrogance.”

    Jiang Xia’s usual calmness once again exceeded Wang Xu and Zhang Ting’s expectations, but the experienced Wang Xu gradually detected clues from her facial micro-expressions.

    He placed the hourglass in front of Jangha and poked his head out to ask.

    “To be designated as a suspect and betrayed by the people you trust the most, and yet you remain unmoved, it seems you have a good idea of how this case will turn out.”

    Jiang Xia smiled sweetly and shrugged helplessly.

    “I don’t dare, I’m a prisoner now, how can I dare to hope that my fate is not at the mercy of others?”

    “That’s not a tone of voice to listen to.”

    Four eyes met, and his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate what Jiang Xia knew and thought.

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