The interrogator frowned. "What do you mean An Ning? Be honest and tell me where you got this photo. If you don't come clean, the charges will be even more serious."
"Really, really, it's true." Zhang Rui exclaimed excitedly. "Someone sent An Ning's photo to me..."
The interrogator threw down the pen helplessly, stood up, and pointed at her. "Think it over yourself, whenever you're ready, confess. But let me tell you, the time you have for sentence reduction is running out."
Zhang Rui anxiously grabbed the desk. "What do you mean time for sentence reduction?"
The interrogator replied, "Don't you know how serious your false accusations are this time? The photo has been confirmed as photoshopped, and you're still arguing!"
Zhang Rui was very flustered. "No way, how could it be photoshopped? The photo clearly is..."
Saying this, she urgently shut her mouth, not continuing.
The interrogator had lost patience with her and walked out of the interrogation room.
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