Chapter 1059 - 496: I Didn’t, Don’t Make Things Up

Chapter 1059: Chapter 496: I Didn’t, Don’t Make Things Up

"No thanks, I just finished breakfast. Eating sweets in the morning isn’t too good, it can easily lead to neurogenic hypoglycemia." Lawrence Winters smiled and shared a bit of knowledge.

Miss Tang: "..."

She shrugged nonchalantly, "Really? But I’ve always been used to having a bowl of bird’s nest in the morning; it beautifies and nourishes the belly, and since I’ve already got low blood sugar, I’m not afraid."

Lawrence Winters: Whatever makes you happy.

She didn’t continue this topic, and directly said, "Miss Tang, I talked to Mrs. Fang yesterday. She mentioned a few things related to you. Can you explain or clarify them?"

"What things? I have nothing to do with that woman, I don’t know what she could be saying." Miss Tang asked suspiciously.

Lawrence smoothed her throat and said, "First, Mrs. Fang said she once had a private detective trail you, but one day she found you were clearly shopping at a mall downtown, then suddenly you were standing in front of her, at her front lawn. You appeared simultaneously in two places over twenty kilometers apart, how did you manage that?"

"Second, half a year ago, Mrs. Fang went to your home at midnight looking for her husband, and ended up seeing a party on your front lawn, then the lights went out and everyone vanished, she saw Mr. Yu coming out of your house. Tell me, where did you find people to have a party in your home at that hour?"

"Third, after the party incident, the next day while buying groceries, Mrs. Fang saw you at the roadside, and in a fit of anger, she drove into you, knocking you down, saw blood coming from your ears and mouth, got scared, and immediately fled. She clearly heard police and ambulance sirens, thinking you were taken to the hospital. But then the following day, you were perfectly fine walking around the neighborhood. — How did you recover so quickly?"

Lawrence asked these three questions skillfully.

She used a preconceived framework, making these three events seem plausible and asked for Miss Tang’s explanation.

Miss Tang paused for a moment, then directly retorted, "What kind of nonsense is this? Is Mrs. Fang delusional?"

"Delusional?" Lawrence didn’t expect this response, furrowing her brow, "Are you saying it’s all her imagination?"

"Of course it’s an illusion," Miss Tang said firmly, "How could I possibly be in two places dozens of kilometers apart at the same time? And I wouldn’t have a party on my front lawn late at night, even if I wanted to, no friends would come... Moreover, her story about hitting me with her car is pure fabrication. If I had been hit that severely, how could I be perfectly fine walking around the neighborhood the next day?"

Lawrence furrowed her brow even more.

For some reason, she knew Miss Tang’s explanation made more sense, but she still felt inclined to believe Mrs. Fang.

Lawrence contemplated for a while, realizing that these three incidents were a case of conflicting stories between Mrs. Fang and Miss Tang, needing a way to verify who was truthful.

Since she couldn’t do that now, she changed the subject, saying, "Alright, we’ll leave those three points aside for now. I have another question. Yesterday, I watched the video of your conversation with Daoists Wang and Quan, and I found some contradictory statements, hoping you could clarify them."

"Contradictory statements?" Miss Tang became alert, clasping her hands on her raised legs, sitting very straight and seemingly tense.

Lawrence slightly smiled, her voice softened, and casually said, "I recall you once told our competition’s preparatory committee that Mr. Yu seduced and abandoned your mother, leading to her death, and you seek revenge. But after over twenty years, there’s no evidence left, and you had no choice but to ask us to make Yu ’get what he deserves.’"

Miss Tang nodded, not denying, "Yes, I said that."

"But in yesterday’s video, you mentioned a fierce argument between Mr. Yu and your mother, during which he pushed her down, and since there was no one home, her asthma attack wasn’t treated in time, causing her to die at home."

Lawrence replayed the video she saw yesterday and even pulled it up from the Celestial Path Sect app on her phone, playing it for Miss Tang to see, and continued to question, "From your account, it seems Mr. Yu at most had a moral failing, and as for committing a crime causing your mother’s death, there’s nothing to talk about. Indeed, if this is the true situation, you wouldn’t need evidence."