"It's only thirty thousand! I'd have paid it myself! Why did it have to come to this!"
Old Wu muttered to himself, his hatred growing the more he thought about it!
His expression gradually twisted.
He blamed everything on Xiao Yu.
It was true that thirty thousand was nothing compared with his former job, his life, and his mortgage.
But.
That was also a useless bit of hindsight.
If things hadn't reached this point, would he have paid thirty thousand?
Of course not. Who would willingly hand over thirty thousand for no reason?
Besides, he was an old thug who spent every day extorting people. There was no way he would pay to settle a problem.
"Sir? Mr. Security Guard? Are you all right?"
Suddenly.
A girl's voice rang out, and she gently shook Old Wu.
Old Wu looked up at her.
She was a very pretty girl with medium-length hair, delicate features, and makeup. She looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight and held a phone, filming something.
Old Wu climbed to his feet without a word.
"Thank you, young lady."
The girl smiled, but a trace of barely perceptible malice flashed through her narrow eyes.
Feigning indignation, she said angrily, "Everyone's been fooled! This is outrageous! There's something wrong with the recording! Nobody noticed!"
"Something wrong with the recording?" Old Wu repeated the question in confusion.
"That's right." The girl seemed to be offering an explanation she thought was clever, but she actually had another purpose.
She said, "If the landlady hid the recording, how could that man have found it?"
"I sneaked a look at the recording. There's no footage of that man entering or leaving, yet the police kept siding with him, deliberately overlooking the most important fact."
"What fact?" Old Wu asked, puzzled.
The girl inwardly cursed