Kong Chenghui lowered his gaze, saying coldly, "An Mingqi, with things having reached this point, do you still refuse to admit it? It doesn't matter if you don't confess. The police will investigate you, and you won't be able to escape."
An Mingqi suddenly stood up, pointing at him and roaring angrily, "I am not guilty. You killed them. Aside from your word, what evidence do you have to prove I commanded you to do it!"
"I always knew you'd put the blame on me one day," Kong Chenghui said with a smug laugh.
"That's why when I left, I recorded our entire conversation. The tape is in Mr. Tang's hands, you can ask him to play it so you can listen."
Tang Yuchen signaled a bodyguard with a glance, and the bodyguard took out a prepared old-fashioned tape recorder and inserted the tape.
The tape whirred to life, containing the muffled voices of two men in conversation.
