No. 8, Row 5, Area A, Infield 134(2/2)
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"Ququ——"
In less than twenty minutes, Qiao Sheng knocked on the door.
"Old man." He came in, without looking at him, and handed a USB flash drive to Gao Yang.
Seeing the USB drive in Qiao Sheng's hand, Ning Qing subconsciously tightened.
"Ranran, did you take it?" She looked at Meng Xinran's arms wrapped around her chest, looking very cold, and was a little anxious: "Meng Xinran is the daughter of Lin Jinxuan's uncle. I heard that she is still from Yunguang Consortium... If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your sister. She is still with Lin Wan..."
Qin Ran didn't look at her, but just looked at Gao Yang with his hands wrapped around his chest and put the USB flash drive in.
Qiao Sheng only got a video.
There is no surveillance in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School class, only in the corridor, so Qiao Sheng only takes videos from the corridor.
Gao Yang drove a fast forward of 32 times the speed.
The more than half an hour from the time after school at noon to Meng Xinran enter the class.
The video clearly shows that Qin Ran was the last one to leave the classroom.
After a while, two boys returned to the classroom first. Less than half a minute after these two boys entered the classroom, two girls came together.
In short, after watching the video, it proved that no one else had any problems. Instead, Qin Ran's suspicion became even deeper.
Meng Xinran sneered and looked at Qin Ran: "Qin Ran, the evidence is here. You are the last one to leave. Who else could steal my ticket to frame you? Are you still quibbling?"
Qin Ran nodded and looked at Meng Xinran casually, "You can only have a vote, but no one else can have a vote?"
Not only did she have a ticket, she also had a stack of tickets.
"Ranran, you're enough," Ning Qing spoke loudly, then looked at Meng Xinran, humbly and cautiously, "Miss Meng, I'm sorry, Ranran doesn't..."
"You don't think you can buy this ticket as long as you have money, right?" Meng Xinran said sarcastically, "Where are you dreaming about the internal ticket of Yunguang Group?"
Lin Qi finally spoke at this time.
Because of some misunderstandings about Qin Ran before, he felt a little guilty towards Qin Ran at this time.
"No matter what, as long as the ticket is still there," Lin Qi looked at Qin Ran at this time, "Maybe he misunderstood you, you gave the ticket to Xinran, and uncle made the decision for you, and this thing just pretended nothing happened."
Meng Xinran obviously disagreed with this approach, but Lin Qi spoke, and she could only stand aside and sneered at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran leaned against the table next to her, unable to hear the emotional voice: "So, do you think that not letting me apologize or call the police is the greatest pity for me?"
Lin Qi didn't expect Qin Ran to react like this, "I..."
Meng Xinran was also amused by the reaction of Qin Ran, the little genius, and a sarcastic smile.
Ning Qing knew that Qin Ran had always been very strong, but at this point she still spoke like this, and she wanted to cover her mouth on the spot.
"Qin Ran, give me my four votes first, which are four consecutive numbers." Meng Xinran didn't want to deal with Qin Ran, so she spoke impatiently.
Qin Ran was stunned and narrowed her eyes, "So, Miss Meng, do you actually remember the seat number of the internal ticket of Yunguang Consortium?"
"Qin Ran, you are really disgusting when you struggle to death," Meng Xinran's mouth smiled coldly, "There are 12, 13, 14, and 15 in the ninth row of the inner field, and no one can be missing."
“Confirm?”
"certainly."
"Okay," Qin Ran nodded and took out the ticket given to her by Lu Zhaoying from her pocket, "This is my ticket, you can see."
She almost laughed angry. She thought Meng Xinran didn't remember her ticket number, so she felt that her ticket was stolen.
Who knew that this woman was so arrogant.
Gao Yang took it.
Lin Qi was beside him, and looked at him, his expression stagnated.
Meng Xinran looked at the expressions of the two people and frowned. She directly pulled out the ticket from Gao Yang's hand. It was a bit uneven when someone stepped on it, but the seat number on it was very clear.
No. 8, fifth row, infield area a.
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The computer still hasn't come back (ㄒoㄒ)
Then after this chapter, Lin Qi broke the matter and Sister Ran no longer had to worry about him.
Chapter completed!