"You also said that the classroom was not equipped with monitoring, so you can't just look at the surface! Your son was injured and hospitalized, but it's true that I was threatened by his life!" Qi Shaoqin said, revealing his arm. "See? I can't make this blue and purple bruise myself?"

The bruise on Qi Shaoqin's arm was very eye-catching.

Ji Mo kept the air and didn't make any comments. Even his eyes hung low, as if he had stayed out of the matter. What happened around him had nothing to do with him.

At the moment, his eyes moved slightly, and Yu Guang touched the bruise on her arm. His dark eyes darkened, his thin lips pursed slightly, and finally said, "although there is no monitoring in the classroom to prove who is innocent and who is the murderer, I have a material evidence here, which may be helpful to this matter."

As Ji Mo's voice fell, everyone turned their attention to Ji mo.

Qi Shaoqin also looked at him.

See Ji Mo take out a briefcase from the desk drawer.

Qi Shaoqin wondered if the goods said there were trade secrets in the briefcase. Did they really have them?

What the hell does he want to do?

President Shen looked curious: "I don't know what material evidence Ji Shao wants to show you?"

Liao Jun's expression was also a little surprised, but it was a little heavy.

Probably because Ji Mo's three times of maintenance to Qi Shaoqin at the bidding meeting made him feel a lump in his heart.

"Chairman Shen and chairman Liao take it easy, and the answer will be revealed immediately." Ji Mo said, and his slender finger took out a black pen from the briefcase.

Turning the pen cap, a clear voice came from the pen: "I want to advance the plan. You will cooperate with me. After all, helping me is equal to helping yourself. Right?"

As soon as the sound came out, the whole classroom was boiling.

Everyone turned their attention to tan Yirou.

Tan Yirou's voice is very recognizable, so he can be recognized by listening to only one sentence.

Qi Shaoqin was also shocked.

Why did Ji Mo take out a recording pen from his briefcase.

And what happened to the recording inside?

Tan Yirou said the plan was ahead of schedule. Who did you tell? Liao Mingkai? So do you and Liao Mingkai have a conflict in the classroom and have an indirect relationship with Tan Yirou?

Ji Mo lightly swept through the crowd, and his eyes fell on Tan Yirou, who seemed to be struck by thunder. "I think everyone can hear who the voice in the recording pen is."

Looking down at the crowd, Liao Jun saw Tan Yirou and said in disbelief, "old Tan's granddaughter? What's the direct relationship between her and Mingkai's beating? There's nothing disclosed in the recording. Ji Shao wants to excuse Qi Shaoqin and shouldn't slander others at will!"

"Ji Shao, the content of your recording is too single, and you really can't confuse Liao Mingkai with being beaten." President Shen shook his head and didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence in the recording.

Ji Mo's expression was faint and his tone was lukewarm. "Listening to the recording alone does make the two things seem irrelevant. However, if you have seen the call records of Miss Tan and Liao Shao's mobile phone address book, I don't think I need to say more?"

Tan Yirou sat there with her body tottering, like being struck by lightning. She looked at the man who was looking at her but had no temperature.

Ji Mo never looked at her for so long.

At the moment, he still looked at her, but every word he said seemed to push her into the Abyss: "Miss Tan, can you show you your mobile phone address book? If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. It doesn't take much time for the communication company to investigate the detailed call record."