He turned the computer around, displaying a set of photos in front of Chen Liangdong and Lin Qing. These were pictures of meetings between Lin Qing, Zhang Huan, and others, all of which took place in China. Lin Qing handed a box to Zhang Huan, and when he opened it, it was filled with US dollars.
"You..." Lin Qing's face changed slightly. "These are manipulated photos, Junlin. You're falsely accusing me."
"Sure!" Jiang Junlin chuckled and played a recording. The recording featured a conversation between Lin Qing and Zhang Huan. Lin Qing was pressuring Zhang Huan to extract the Dark Web's password and the activation code for the Eleventh Department. If he couldn't succeed, he was instructed to bring Jiang Junlin back alive, or if that failed, to execute him on the spot.
Jiang Junlin looked at him with a sly smile.
Chen Liangdong could also hear his voice. "Is this recording fabricated as well?"
That was a rather ironic question!
