Gu Junzhu gave her a deep look and said to Gu Qi, "Xiao Gu Qi, have them compile the videos of An Keqing, Situ Jinse, and Beibei interacting and send them over."
Gu Qi understood what Gu Junzhu meant, nodded in agreement, took out his phone, and issued the order.
Ye Xingbei both hoped that An Keqing's statement was true and feared that she might be lying to evade responsibility. Her emotions were chaotic, leaving her mind clouded and unsettled.
An Keqing looked at her, pleading, "I beg you, please believe me. You and I have no grievances or enmity. I wouldn't harm you. I did use the blade to cut you, but that blade was new and hadn't been contaminated by my blood. You won't be infected by me—please, trust me!"
"You don't need to say any more," Gu Junzhu said indifferently. "Once the surveillance footage is sorted, whether or not you changed blades, or whether your blood contaminated their wounds, will be perfectly clear. Hearing is unreliable; seeing is believing."
