Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Okay." Besia said without a word: "I'll go find it myself."

She said and went out quickly.

Qiao Nian looked at the two men who refused to admit it in the room again, and leaned against the door carelessly, blocking their way.

"Wait until she takes out the file bag, and you will have the evidence you want."

"That's also..."

"That can't prove anything?" Qiao Nian smiled, a truly sarcastic smile: "You think the management of the institute is a fool to believe in a series of coincidences."

"The technician copied the original data in Besia's USB flash drive into the computer, and the file bag she received that night."

She looked at He Sizhe beside her: "If nothing unexpected happens, there are your fingerprints on the file bag that night, right?"

"!" He Sizhe thought of something, his face was as pale as paper, as if he would fall down in the next second.

"After all, doing scientific research is not criminal investigation. This should be your first time doing these things. You have no experience before, so it's normal that you didn't think of wearing gloves. But how are you going to explain to others that the file bag that belonged to 'me' and gave to Bethea has your fingerprints on it..."

"I..." He Sizhe panicked, really panicked. His mind was blank, and he couldn't even think of a reasonable reason to explain Qiao Nian's question.

This is not as easy to fool as the photo of his back taken by Sharila, because according to him and Carl, he couldn't touch the file bag!

He Sizhe now only felt extremely scared and regretful, regretting why he didn't think of wearing gloves and didn't expect fingerprints.

Qiao Nian dealt with him, and then she turned her attention to Karl who was silent: "Wait for Bethia to bring back the file bag you left in the conference room. If your file bag contains data related to her USB flash drive or three sets of data from previous experiments, it can prove that you knew she would make a mistake today and were ready to "slap" her fake data in the meeting... Why did you know it? How do you plan to explain it to the management?"

Karl's eyes were dark and gloomy, almost dripping with ink.

Qiao Nian was not afraid of his murderous gaze, and there was a careless smile on his face. His back leaned against the door, his fingertips hung at his side, and his chin was slightly raised.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm so scared."

She said she was afraid with a provocative look on her face. No one was more arrogant than her! Even the black man was worried about her, fearing that she would anger Karl and Karl, a 1.9-meter tall man, would fight with her.

But then he thought that since the chemist could push someone to the ground and kneel down to apologize with one hand, he probably wouldn't be afraid that Carl would get angry and hit a woman.

Men always like to bully and intimidate women who are weaker than themselves with force. When facing women who are stronger than themselves, they are not so stupid to take the initiative to attack.

That being said, the black man still paid close attention to Carl's every move with 12 points of vigilance. As long as Carl took action, he would make sure that he could stop it immediately.

"After the management sees these evidences and sees the photos of you exchanging the file bags before the meeting, do you think you can prove the conspiracy behind you?" Qiao Nian asked the two again: "You want evidence, do you have enough evidence now?"

Carl could no longer refute.

His expression changed constantly, and after Bethea came back with the yellow file bag, he completely lost his disguise.

"So what if I did it?"

"Chemist, you are not wrong!?" (End of this chapter)