Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Everyone looked at him.

He said contemptuously: "We all know that the PS technology on the Internet is powerful now. I can find hundreds of screenshots like this from unknown sources in a day!"

"Isn't it too frivolous for you to accuse Her Majesty the Queen based on this alone?"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is acting rogue.

But if a person is really shameless, the rogue method is still very useful. At least in this way, the party giving evidence will have to use a stone hammer to prove his innocence, otherwise he will be slapped with a frame-up on his head. Big hat.

The silver-haired old man strode onto the conference stage 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 hook-nosed old man didn't expect that he would ask himself so calmly. Instead, he felt unsure and didn't answer for a while.

"Don't you suspect that this text message is forged?" The silver-haired old man did not let him go. He said unhurriedly: "You are already suspicious. If I don't prove it, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the Queen..."

The hook-nosed old man's face turned pale, and he already had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he had no choice but to shoot the arrow.

He warned gloomily: "Mr.

There was a lot of chatter in the Senate, and everyone was discussing this tit-for-tat dispute in their respective positions. .

"What Mr. Lei means is that taking out the location screenshots on your mobile phone is not considered evidence. Then Mr. Xue should not be able to produce stronger evidence."

"Isn't this a lie? You can't bring someone in front of him to prove that you are not lying."

"Yes, it seems that this time it will end in vain."

Some people disdain the radicals' approach, while others think Leonard is right. PS is so common these days that just a screenshot of a text message cannot explain anything.

The huge Senate was as noisy as a vegetable market, and no one was convinced.

…

In a high-end apartment in Independence Continent.

Ji Ziyin's heart was hanging in her throat, ready to jump out at any time.

When she saw the hook-nosed old man on TV insisting that the text message screenshots were fake, she calmed down and turned her head to look at the girl displeased: "What on earth do you want me to see?"

She knew Qiao Nian wanted to make her look embarrassed.

But it looks like she may not be the loser!

The girl stretched her body and leaned back on the chair. She was not in a hurry. She picked up the remote control and turned up the volume. She said quietly: "Isn't it over yet? Why are you in a hurry?"

"!" Ji Ziyin's slightly relieved heart lifted up again. She couldn't stand it any longer and stood up: "Qiao Nian, I advise you to get over it."

As soon as she finished speaking, a shocking reversal occurred on the TV.

The silver-haired old man put down the phone and ordered the people below: "Bring the people up."

Immediately afterwards, Ji Ziyin saw Qi Shan being led up to the stage by several people, and stood nervously next to the silver-haired old man.

Her face turned as white as snow and she subconsciously looked at the girl.

The girl didn't have any extra expression, she still had the indifferent expression she had when she walked in, as if she already knew Qi Shan would come.

Ji Ziyin's mind went blank. What else didn't he understand? "Did you find Qi Shan?"

"Where did you find her?"

She had been on guard against this move for a long time and had specifically told Qi Shan to hide for a few days. After the matter here was settled, she would notify her to come out.

Where did Qiao Nian find this person?