"Even if Miss Anderson claims this piece of evidence is forged, I still need to go through it with you according to procedure. You can raise objections after I finish." The Policewoman had already expected her to quibble. She stood up, picked up the file Renee had shoved onto the floor, opened it, and calmly read it out to her. "According to the bartender at 'Jue' Bar, at exactly 5:00 p.m. on the 19th, you approached him and gave him 300 thousand, asking him to put Aphrodisiac into the victim's drink for you. At 5:50 p.m. on the 19th, the bartender stated that the victim appeared in the bar. At 6:20 p.m. on the 19th, the victim drank…"
Renee couldn't hold back any longer. She suddenly slapped the table and shot to her feet. "Stop talking!"
"…" The Policewoman put away the file and gave her a surprised look.
