Everyone looked at him.
He said contemptuously: "We all know that Photoshop technology on the Internet is very powerful now. I can find hundreds of screenshots like this with unknown sources in a day!"
"You are too frivolous to accuse Her Majesty based on this alone."
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is being a rogue.
But if a person is really shameless, he can still use shameless tactics. At least in this way, the party providing evidence has to have solid evidence to prove his innocence, otherwise he will be accused of frame-up.
The silver-haired old man strode onto the podium after the meeting resumed.
When Leonard stood up and loudly questioned the credibility of the evidence he produced, he smiled instead of getting angry and asked, "You want evidence?"
The old man with the hooked nose didn't expect that he would ask him so calmly. Instead, he felt unsure and didn't respond for a while.
"Don't you suspect that this message is fake?" The silver-haired old man did not let him go, and said slowly: "You already suspect it, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the Queen if I don't prove it..."
The old man with the hooked nose turned pale. He already had a bad premonition in his heart, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.
He warned grimly: "Mr. Xue, you are not going to show us screenshots of the phone's location or something like that? These can also be forged."
There was a lot of discussion in the Senate, with everyone discussing this tit-for-tat dispute in their respective seats.
"Mr. Lei means that even taking a screenshot of the phone's location is not considered evidence. Then Mr. Xue should not be able to produce more powerful evidence."
"Isn't this cheating? I can't bring someone to him to prove that I'm not lying."
"Yeah, it looks like this will end in vain again."
Some people disdain the actions of the radicals, while others think that Leonard is right. Photoshop is too common these days, and a screenshot of a text message alone cannot prove anything.
The huge Senate was as noisy as a vegetable market, and no one was willing to give in.
…In a luxury apartment in the Independent State.
Ji Ziyi's heart was in her throat and might jump out at any time.
When she saw the hook-nosed old man on TV insisting that the screenshots of the text messages were fake, she finally came to her senses and tilted her head to look at the girl unhappily: "What on earth do you want me to see?"
She knew Qiao Nian wanted to embarrass her.
But it seems that she may not be the loser!
The girl stretched out her body and sat back in the chair. She was not in a hurry. She picked up the remote control, turned up the volume, and said calmly, "Isn't it not over yet? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"!" Ji Ziyin's heart, which had been relieved for a while, was lifted up again. She was about to burst out of control and stood up suddenly: "Qiao Nian, I advise you to stop."
As soon as she finished speaking, a shocking reversal occurred on TV.
The silver-haired old man put down the microphone and told the people below: "Bring the person up."
Then, Ji Ziyin saw Qi Yan being led to the stage by several people, and she stood awkwardly beside the silver-haired old man.
Her face turned pale and she subconsciously looked at the girl.
The girl did not show any extra expression, still with the same indifferent look she had when she entered the door, as if she had known Qi Yan would come.
Ji Ziyin's mind went blank. What else did she not understand? "You looked for Qi Yan?"
"Where did you find her?"
She had been prepared for this and had specifically informed Qi Yan to hide for a few days. She would notify her to come out after things here were settled.
Where did Qiao Nian find that person
(End of this chapter)