Inside the interrogation room, Zhao Tianxing had yet to play his trump card.
He continued to ask about the deleted videos.
"You know Wang Lei's Kuaishou account, right? What I don't get is that we found videos on his computer that were edited and ready to be uploaded, but he never ended up posting them."
Zhao Tianxing took out his phone and opened Wang Pao Fu's account.
"Look here. He posted a video on October 18th, and another on the 14th. There were no updates in between. However, among the deleted files, we found a video with a creation date of the 16th."
"So, did he finish editing it and just not upload it, or did he upload it and then delete it?"
Zhao Tianxing asked with a smile.
But Zhang Qingpeng, sitting opposite him, was like a tightly wound spring, clenching his fists and saying nothing.
When Zhao Tianxing's questioning became more pressing, he finally stammered, "I don't know. He probably didn't upload it. It was his account, I wouldn't know."
"Is that so?"
