Lei Ting didn't waste any time talking to her. Without saying a word, he asked his men to hand over a tablet and put it in front of Ji Zinyin.
On the tablet is a video with the pause button pressed.
Ji Ziyi's heart started beating like a drum and cold sweat broke out on the palms of her hands just by taking a glance at the frozen image in the video.
Lei Ting didn't want to waste time talking to her, and said sideways: "Don't you want evidence? Here is the evidence! Take a good look at it yourself!"
It took Ji Ziyin a long time to bend down with a stiff neck, pick up the tablet in front of her, and press the play button.
The video clearly showed how she went out, how she got out of the car and carried her bag to the house next to the hospital, and how she hurriedly left the house half an hour later to drive...
Although there is no scene of her using a sniper rifle to aim at Lei Ting.
But the time and place exactly match the shooting time this morning!
This alone is enough to prove what she did...
After watching the entire video, Ji Ziyin's face turned pale, her fingertips were cold, and she didn't dare to look up.
Because her head was buzzing at the moment, she couldn't find any reasonable reason to defend herself.
"Ms. Ji, didn't you say the gun was a coincidence? Then was it also a coincidence that you appeared near the hospital before I was shot, left there in a hurry after I was shot, and took the gun with you? If these are all coincidences, then wouldn't it be too coincidental?"
Ji Ziyin's palms were soaked with sweat, and she looked with slightly dilated pupils at the girl who was standing there lazily watching the fun.
Her voice was dry and trembling: "It's you!"
Qiao Nian pulled down her cap, a trace of annoyance flashed across her eyes. She didn't expect Ji Ziyin to still care about her at this time: "Huh? So what if it's me?"
Ji Ziyin's blood rushed backwards due to her self-righteous tone. She clenched her palms, gnashing her teeth and crying out, "You plotted against me!"
Qiao Nian glanced at her embarrassed and angry look, and raised the corner of his mouth a little coldly: "What? Only you are allowed to plot against me? I can't give it back? Ji Ziyin, who gave you the face to make you have this illusion..."
Do you think she won't fight back
Do you think she will let herself be slaughtered
Do you even feel that you... should of course give in to her again and again
Qiao Nian stood there with his arms folded across his chest and a cold look in his eyes: "I didn't want to care about you before, not because you were so special. It's because those little actions you made didn't have much impact on me, so I was too lazy to pay attention to you."
Her tone became even colder. "But I seem to have created an illusion for you, making you feel that you are special to me. I don't bother to pay attention to you, and in your eyes, it seems that I am giving in to you. That's why you are getting bolder and bolder... Tsk, I wonder if you have ever thought about how your leg became what it is now when you were thinking about these things?"
She never left Ji Zinyin alone.
It's just that Ji Ziyin had always only dared to hide behind the scenes and do some insignificant little actions. Even if she had malicious intentions, she rarely acted out seriously. At most, she would do some fanning the flames behind the scenes...
Only the incident with Yuan Yongqin was different.
So she taught Ji Zinyin a lesson she would never forget.
Who knew that Ji Zinyin still didn't learn her lesson.
"Who told you I would sit there and wait for you to plot against me?"
"Shut up!" Ji Ziyin was poked in the darkest part of her heart, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, her face suddenly became very ugly: "Shut up, shut up!"
Lei Ting glanced at the mess in the room, fixed his eyes on the angry Ji Ziyin, and raised his hand: "Take her away!"
(End of this chapter)