Chapter 1029 On the verge of suffocation
Aggressive, pressing step by step——
Anson was clearly lying on the hospital bed and Lucas was sitting on the sofa. Neither of them moved, but why? The air in the entire room condensed, and an invisible pressure surrounded it overwhelmingly?
Harry: ...
With his heart beating wildly and almost bursting, Harry managed to stay rational, like weeds clinging to the ground in the strong wind.
"It's not me."
"I told you, I don't know anything, so you are expecting how I will respond."
Anyway, as long as he grits his teeth and refuses to admit it, Anson had no idea.
Anson, "Then why did my witness see you at the scene?"
Harry's heart sank, "Slander."
The survival instinct is speaking out, "Anson, if you just want to find a scapegoat to punch out, you can vent your dissatisfaction and anger on me. I know I shouldn't be here today."
" Believe me, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time."
"I apologize for my actions here; but if you want to put all the blame on me. Man, then you are wrong.”
“This approach only allows the real criminal to escape justice.”
Arrogant and argumentative, he looks like he is throwing his head and blood.
Even Lucas couldn't help but doubt at a certain moment. Could it be that their judgment was wrong?
Anson also seemed to be shaken, he gently raised his chin and fell into deep thought.
The air settled in silence. Before I could blink, the setting sun outside the window had already fallen below the horizon, but the city sky became brighter and brighter because of the lights of high-rise buildings.
Then, Anson showed a meaningful expression.
“You mean that an eyewitness who has no grievance against you testifies against you without any reason? He may even have never met you but still testifies against you?”
Lucas glanced at Anson, because they couldn't be 100% sure it was Harry.
But Lucas did not speak, but looked at Harry, curious about Harry's response.
If Harry was indeed wronged, he should feel extremely aggrieved at this time.
Harry took a breath and looked at Anson with uncertain eyes, because Harry couldn't confirm whether Anson was lying. What if there were really witnesses?
Harry was confused, again.
"Who knows. Maybe, maybe the witness was bribed by the culprit, and he sneaked in and took pictures in this way, and then left in the chaos, and finally used the witness to casually throw out a name to frame the blame. Others calmly passed the blame."
Quick wit!
Harry is still very powerful. His survival instinct bursts out with astonishing energy. In a flash of lightning, he actually managed to make up a set of excuses that actually made sense.
However, Lucas was able to determine that the culprit was the smooth-talking guy in front of him.
Because of the details.
Harry knew too many details -
The culprit sneaked into the set, took pictures and caused an accident, and finally left in the chaos.
It seems natural, it seems to be the routine of paparazzi’s daily life; but the reality of what is said in words cannot lie.
The most important thing is that the fundamental flaw here is that Harry does not know who the "eyewitness" is. This witness cannot be the mole who helped the paparazzi sneak into the set and frame Harry. , the entire theory loses its foundation.
From all aspects, Harry is revealing his true colors bit by bit.
However, Harry himself did not realize it, and was still changing his words impassionedly and frothing; but what he said was too much, and he inadvertently even revealed some details that Anson and Lucas had no way of knowing for the time being——
< br>The puzzle of the whole thing is a little more complete.
Lucas's heart was beating wildly, and it began to ache because he was so angry and urgent. He had to use all his strength to barely control the urge to smash his fist on that cheek. .
Harry didn't realize it. His only thought now was to distance himself and try his best to prove that there was a dark force there that was jealous of TMZ and deliberately smeared and framed him. He had nothing to do with Anson's injury.
"...No! It's not me! One hundred percent, I swear on my mother's life!" Determined and steadfast in his vow, Harry had used all his ancient power, as if he was confessing before Jesus, with a holy face. .
Anson remained silent throughout the whole process, just watching Harry quietly.
Until the words were finished, Anson looked at Harry, whose chest was heaving violently and his cheeks were red and on the verge of exploding, and allowed silence to spread quietly.
From impassioned to silent, from volcanic eruption to glacier intrusion, the huge gap from extreme to extreme makes it difficult to adapt for a while.
Uneasiness spread quietly.
On the verge of suffocation.
Then-
"Okay. We'll continue investigating."
Anson said.
Harry was stunned: Just...that's it?
He had just made a long and passionate argument and defense in all aspects, and finally Anson gave this response? How should he respond?
Things were not right. Harry was vaguely aware that things were not that simple, but for a while his mind couldn't turn around and he was left with surging emotions.
The words are stuck in my throat, but I can't open my mouth, like a mouthful of thick phlegm, itching terribly.
Anson didn't get a response, but he didn't mind, "You can leave now. Sorry, I can't provide any photos from the hospital."
Harry:...
Finally, he was able to escape from here, he was finally able to escape from the devil, but why was there no sense of reality and his body was still unable to move.
“Are you still waiting for an escort?”
“If you don’t leave, I can’t guarantee that you will be able to leave safely.”
Harry’s knees were shaking slightly. From the corner of his vision, he could see a figure standing up, blocking the light of the floor lamp, and a tall shadow covering the entire room -
"I didn't say you can leave." Lucas's voice came slowly.
Harry began to back away, "But Anson..."
Lucas, "Anson is Anson, and I am me. We still have accounts to settle. Don't worry, I won't call the police. If the police get involved, it will only Bad thing.”
Not calling the police?
Harry looked down and saw that Lucas's slender figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist was a whole lot stronger than Anson, and the answer was already coming to his mind.
Hell.
"Anson, Anson..." Harry called repeatedly——
What's going on with the two Wood brothers, their styles are so different?
Harry quickly turned around and ran away, opened the door to the ward and rushed out with a whoosh.
The security guard in the black suit who had come back at some time stared at Harry with big eyes. You look at me and I look at you. The black suit obviously didn’t understand how Harry got in, but Harry I can't care anymore.
Lucas' voice came from behind, "Get him."
Harry was shocked. Lucas wasn't going to use lynching, was he?
He appeared in Anson's ward, but was intercepted by Anson's brother. The beating was probably in vain. Even if it was exposed, he would not win sympathy. What's worse, he didn't take any photos of Anson. , then this beating was purely a waste of suffering.
No, no.
Harry couldn't care anymore and ran away.
At this time, it no longer mattered whether it was a hospital or not. Harry burned his life and ran with all his strength, performing a life-and-death speed, just hoping that his legs could save him.
Run, Harry, run!
(End of this chapter)