After listening to Yaning's words, Feng Yiyue smiled and said, "Maybe."
"Aqing, go and communicate with the police."
Mu Qing nodded and glanced coldly at Song Yuanyuan who was not far away.
Could it be that this stupid woman thought she already had a good chance of winning?
For some reason, Song Yuanyuan felt cold all over when Mu Qing glanced at her.
No, everything went as she expected, no matter how much the police checked, they couldn't find it on her!
She will become the winner. Feng Yiyue will go downhill from tonight onwards and is destined to be trampled under her feet.
Song Yuanyuan kept comforting herself in her heart.
The people from the police were divided into two groups. While communicating with the person in charge of a/l, the other person was very excited and kept pointing at Feng Yiyue while talking.
He looked like a primary school student complaining to his teacher.
Another group had already started searching, and Mu Qing also called a police officer to report the situation.
"Comrade police, this woman is really too much. I just want to search her body, but she doesn't agree and wants to slander me. She is delaying time on purpose!"
"Comrade police, please help me find the things she stole!"
"Sir, according to Chinese laws, you do not have the right to search others without authorization. Miss Feng has the right to refuse." The policeman waited for Mr. Li to finish speaking before speaking softly.
"Comrade police, do you know that the jewelry is worth one million? According to our company's pricing, it is two million jewelry. Do you know what two million means? No, you don't know."
"Perhaps you will never make that much money in your life, so you have no idea!"
I have to say that Mr. Li really single-handedly made the police a little disgusted with him.
Can you speak human language?
"You are wrong. Maybe two million is not a small amount to you, but not to me. My script is worth much more than that. I need to steal a mere two million jewelry to destroy me.
Reputation?" Feng Yiyue walked to Mr. Li's side with a calm voice.
"We don't need you to judge whether our Chinese public officials have any idea about this money. They are here to handle the case, not to listen to your nonsense. If you insist that I stole it, then you can provide evidence."
"Wouldn't it be ridiculous if you concluded that I stole something just because this staff member said I entered the room?"
"I said you stole something, but I have evidence."
"Sir, you said you like me, so let me ask you which movie was the last time I won the Baeksang Best Movie?"
Feng Yiyue looked sharply at the staff member who initially identified her.
The staff member squeaked: "This...it's been so many years..."
"Not much, only four years. As a loyal fan of mine, you don't even know this, right?"
"Or...are you not a fan of mine at all?" Feng Yiyue's eyes were filled with curiosity.
And when everyone looked at the red face of the staff member, they also realized something was wrong.
"I can't tell, so it remains to be discussed whether you are my fan or not, but comrade police, I have a very important piece of evidence to prove my innocence."
Feng Yiyue took a mobile phone from Mu Qing's hand, clicked on a video and handed it to the policeman beside her.
The policeman looked at the video in Feng Yiyue's hand and frowned.
The guests on the side also wanted to know what kind of video it was, and they all stretched their necks out of curiosity. Mr. Li, who was standing on the side, was also lucky enough to see the video, and his face instantly turned very pale...
