045 Not a fuel-efficient lamp_1

Shen City, Qiao's house.

Qiao Dongyang parked his car, walked through the gate, and immediately received a call from Zheng Xiyuan.

After listening to the incident that happened at the show's crew, he asked, "Did you check? Who did it?"

"How can we check, mate?" Zheng Xiyuan sighed heavily.

"Hmm?"

"I've looked carefully at the sample footage shot by the camera, but the angle was off—The incident Miss Wang mentioned wasn't captured." Speaking of which, Zheng Xiyuan couldn't help but make a joke, "Besides, whether it's true or false, who knows? Who can guarantee that Miss Wang, unable to complete the assessment due to her injury, wouldn't concoct such a story to avoid elimination?"

Qiao Dongyang fell silent for a moment, "What do the people on-site say?"

"Not a single person saw anything."

"..."

No one saw it.

Only Wang Xueya herself believed she was pushed.

"See? Even if Bao Zheng were to come back to life, I doubt he could crack this case."