My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 638 - 557: A War of Words Against Many Rivals

Han Shu was the host of the conference. He briefly explained the theme of this press conference, and then the journalist Q&A session began.

Frankly speaking, this was somewhat risky. After all, these journalists were extremely sharp, and if one lacked a certain level of composure, it would be easy to expose flaws under their questioning.

Moreover, this press conference was being live-streamed across the entire internet. If anything went wrong, there wouldn’t even be a chance to salvage it.

However, if he truly didn’t commit the crime, then viewers of the live broadcast would have a direct understanding of the story’s complete course. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

After all, as spectators, all the information people had obtained came from the internet—half-truths mixed with fabrication. Reality, dulled and distorted through such embellishments, was no longer clear.

Qin Miaomiao sat right next to Lu Qing. She appeared very calm, but judging from the look in her eyes, she strongly believed in Lu Qing’s innocence.

The journalist Q&A session commenced, and the first journalist stood up and immediately asked:

"Mr. Lu, may I ask, are you truly innocent?"

Lu Qing: "Yes."

"If you really have no involvement with this case, why did the police arrest you?"

Lu Qing seemed exceptionally composed. To be precise, his calm demeanor reflected his extraordinary ability to maintain control.

"I am simply cooperating with the investigation."

"It is reported that a fruit knife with your fingerprints was found near the body."

"I recently moved houses. The fruit knife was left behind in my previous residence and was stolen."

"But the fingerprints on the fruit knife belong to you."

"A household fruit knife would naturally have my fingerprints. Furthermore, by logical deduction, if I intended to commit murder, why would I use a household fruit knife?"

"It’s possible that you killed the person at home, dumped the body elsewhere, and in the chaos, failed to take the knife with you, leaving evidence behind."

Lu Qing let out a cold laugh: "If, as you suggest, I had killed the person in my previous home, there should be traces of blood. The police have already searched the place and found no bloodstains whatsoever."

Another journalist interjected: "Perhaps you didn’t commit the murder there, but at another location."

"If it happened elsewhere, why would I specifically use a knife from my home?"

"It’s possible that Director Zhao arranged to meet you, and harboring resentment towards him, you brought the knife with you to the meeting."

Lu Qing remained unfazed and responded coolly:

"First, if I truly intended to commit murder, I wouldn’t leave such an obvious flaw. Even an individual of average intelligence could understand this principle, wouldn’t you agree?"

The journalist, stumped by his retort, momentarily fell silent.

Another journalist stood up:

"But you had a motive for murder. He stole your film source, causing you to lose one or two billion."

"Forgive my bluntness, but one or two billion is insignificant to me. Although I did send people to locate him, I wouldn’t kill him. Besides, once the film source is recovered, my financial losses can be remedied."

"Yet, it’s also possible that you acted out of rage and killed him."

"Sir, would you personally kill someone merely out of anger?"

For a full hour, journalists relentlessly questioned him with tones full of skepticism. Yet, Lu Qing remained composed throughout, skillfully defusing each challenge they posed.

At this moment, the number of viewers tuning into the live broadcast had exceeded thirty million, nearing record-breaking levels.

A vast majority of viewers were convinced by his defense!

After all, this murder case was riddled with inconsistencies. Upon closer examination, the accusations simply didn’t hold up.

Qin Miaomiao gazed at Lu Qing, who effortlessly parried the verbal onslaught from the journalists. She couldn’t help but admire him inwardly. Originally, she had been deeply worried, fearing he might be cornered by their tough questions and end up in a vulnerable position himself.