Chapter 5804： Who else could it be if it wasn’t you?

"Bathroom." Qiao Nian didn't want to reveal more, so she stood in front of her with her hands in her pockets and stopped: "Have you found out who put the document bag for you?"

Bethia did not expect her to ask such a direct question, and immediately led the way: "Go back to the laboratory and talk."

Qiao Nian looked at her back and followed her slowly.

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Inside the laboratory of three groups.

  Qiao Nian walked behind Bescia. When he entered, he saw Liang Yuhang and Sharila also there. In addition to the two of them, there was an expected person and an unexpected person.

Bethea asked the black man to close the door, then turned around and said seriously: "Everyone is here, so I will speak out."

"He Sizhe, are you the one who pretended to be a chemist and put fake data in my laboratory?" Bethea's question, with a condescending tone, had already convinced him.

He Sizhe's face was pale and his forehead was dripping with sweat. His eyes flickered several times and he asked Liang Yuhang and Sharila for help, but was ignored.

Facing Bethea's torture, he took a deep breath and clenched his fists to deny: "No, I don't know what you are talking about, and I don't know why you called me over. The conflict between you and me has nothing to do with it. You have to solve it yourself, don’t involve me.”

The black man pulled him back, let go, and sneered: "Why are you pretending to be stupid? Do you think we will find you without evidence?"

He Sizhe's legs were weak, and he held himself up to keep from falling. He held his neck tightly and refused to admit it: "I don't know the evidence you said, and your matter has nothing to do with me!"

"The person in the photo is you, right?" The black man handed the phone to him and motioned for him to look at it: "You keep saying it has nothing to do with you, what are you doing? What is in the document bag you gave him."

“Who took the photo?” He Sizhe was frightened and frightened, and suddenly raised his head and asked. The black man was noncommittal: "If you don't want others to know, you have to do it yourself. Are you afraid that people will take pictures of you if you did it yourself?"

He Sizhe bit his lower lip and pushed away the phone with twinkling eyes: "I don't know who this is, it's not me anyway."

He wanted to rely on the fact that the person in the photo only had his back, but the black man didn't give him this chance and dragged him back to the phone again, eager to take a picture of his face with the phone.

“The people above are exactly like you from head to toe. If you don’t say you are, then you are not you? Stop denying it. If you show this photo to the management, it’s enough to beat you to death.”

He Sizhe's legs were trembling, and he gritted his teeth and held on with a red face: "Okay, so what if the person in the photo is me? What does it mean?"

"Karl and I are both from the institute. Is it normal for me to meet him and have a chat and bring him something? You can't have conflicts with him and not allow other people in the institute to associate with him. You are unavoidable It’s too domineering!”

The black man lifted up his collar and looked at him coldly: "Huh, just bringing something? You said it easily. Don't tell me you don't know the good things you have done."

The black man pointed at Karl: "Didn't you and him conspire to use false data to embarrass the captain, the chemist, and the eldest son of the Irene family behind them in today's meeting?"

Karl replied to him very calmly: "Where is the evidence? Where is the evidence for this?"

“You explained clearly about the photo. Only you have a grudge against the chemist and the Irene family, not you or anyone else!”

The black people were furious.

Carl responded with almost cold disdain: "You said the same thing in front of the management, saying that I had a grudge against them, so it was me who did it." (End of Chapter)