Chapter 342: Chapter 317: Watching the Bustle, Unfolding On Oneself

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The cell phone was thrown on the table, all eyes were on it, no one spoke.

Then under everyone’s gaze, Daisy Zane picked up the phone again, unlocked it, and connected it to the projector on the table. She played a video.

It was a surveillance video, a bit blurry, but it didn’t interfere with identifying the people. The date at the top left showed it was from two years ago in May.

Even across the screen, one could feel the force, the brutality every time a punch or kick landed.

The video that lasted less than three minutes ended.

Daisy Zane played another one. It was also a surveillance video, but from last year. Both videos were found by Holt Lawrence during his investigation of William Butch.

The same perpetrators were still there, only this time the person being beaten was not lying on the ground but sitting on it.

At the start, he was covering his head with his hands, burying his face between his knees. But then he was forced to raise his head by James Butch grabbing his hair.

Even though his face is blurred after the head is lifted, it can still be clearly seen that James Butch slapped him several times.

The video was silent, yet everyone there seemed to hear the slaps.

Skyler Thomas watched, her hands on her thighs tightly clenching, her eyes instantly reddening. She knew, of course, the person being beaten was William Butch.

Just by looking at his physique, William Butch then was even smaller, thinner than he is now.

The entire office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Daisy Zane looked at the parents across the table and said coldly, “See for yourselves whose children they are.”

The parents who had just caused the most ruckus were now not just quiet, they wished they could disappear on the spot.

Their children might return home with bruises, but generally, nothing serious ever happened. But now, not only could they take no advantage, but they could also get into trouble.

Mr. and Mrs. Butch watched the video. After it finished and a while passed, Mrs. Butch tugged at the sleeve of Mr. Butch.

Mr. Butch turned directly to Daisy Zane, glaring at her with a murderous look on his face: “Who are you? What does all this have to do with you? These videos are old, why bring them out now? When children are little, there are inevitably some frictions, and small fights are a common occurrence. Besides, what we are discussing now is my son getting beaten, what purpose does it serve to play these videos? What significance does it have! Does showing these videos conceal the fact that my son was seriously injured by Marsh Turner?! Was Marsh Turner the one being beaten in these videos!”

“If the person being beaten in the video was Marsh Turner, do you think you would still see your son?” Mr. Turner said coldly.

Marsh Turner looked at his father quite moved, only to receive a glare in response.

Marsh Turner:

Daisy Zane looked at Mr. Butch indifferently, saying nothing, only moved her fingers a bit and played an audio clip.

The sound quality in the office was good.

So when the sounds of slaps came out, they almost seemed to surround everyone, striking their hearts and echoing in their ears.

“Bitch, didn’t I say, don’t let me see you in the Men’s Restroom, how the fuck did you get in here. Did you come looking for a beating?”

“Cry, cry, cry, that’s all you know how to do, you’re such a woman.”

“Let me think of a way out for you, become a little gigolo, keep more company with rich people. Earn more money while you’re young, otherwise, when you get old, no one will look at you, hahaha ”

The voice ended, followed by several slaps.

This was the sound recorded by his own mic in the restroom that day before Daisy Zane kicked the door. She had even intentionally amplified the sound a bit.

After the audio finished, Daisy Zane said, “This audio is from last week, whoever’s voices these are, recognize them yourselves.”

Mr. Butch’s lips trembled slightly.

Daisy Zane spoke first, “Want to deny it? You can, go back and drug your son silent, the identification agency will have no way then.”

Arthur North curled his lips into a smirk.

Daisy Zane played another video. It was taken by the photographer after she had kicked open the bathroom door. Daniel Brown was still blurred; “This was also from last week, taken at the same time as the audio.”

“Mr. Butch, do you have any misconceptions about minor squabbles?” Skyler Thomas said, “What if those two videos are from the past? Do you want to say your son has reformed? This is from last week. It really proves the saying, a leopard can’t change its spots.”

“You!” Mr. Butch’s face turned somewhat green, his chest heaving, “What does this have to do with Marsh Turner hitting my son! You all shouldn’t stray off the main point.”

“My brother was just being a Good Samaritan. Is there something wrong with your head?” Skyler Thomas sneered

“He would act as a Good Samaritan,” Mr. Butch said, “The one getting beaten wasn’t him, why did he meddle!”

“Wow, listen to this, are these even words spoken by a human? Your family has low quality, no kindness. You don’t even allow others to do good deeds?” Skyler Thomas said in a strange tone, “Your son is this way, you have the biggest responsibility!”

Mr. Butch was so choked up with anger that he was speechless for a while.

At this moment, Daisy Zane played another surveillance video, “You have no evidence to prove that Marsh Turner hit someone. This is the surveillance at the entrance of the alley from last night. Your son, and someone was following them when they entered the alley.”

Daisy Zane restored the surveillance footage from the dark alley yesterday.

The footage showed her following James Butch’s group into the alley.

She looked at the video and said, “Marsh Turner entered later. So how can you determine that Marsh Turner was the one who hit someone? Because only Marsh Turner showed his face, so the ones framing and slandering are you.”

“The crime of false accusation and framing ” Austin Allen suddenly spoke up in a light voice, “In severe cases, one can be sentenced to imprisonment for up to three years, if it causes serious consequences, imprisonment for three to ten years.”

It was unclear whether Mr. and Mrs. Butch were too focused on Skyler Thomas’ outburst, or Austin Allen had kept a low profile when he came in.

It was then that the Butch Family noticed Austin Allen’s presence.

The instant Mr. Butch saw Austin Allen, Daisy Zane felt like he almost didn’t manage to catch his breath and passed out: “Au, Austin?!”

Austin Allen adjusted his glasses, showing a professionally polite smile, “Mr. Butch, hello. I represent the victim of the bullying. Let’s first deal with your matter, later we will talk about our issue.”

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Butch was utterly shocked, her eyes completely blank.

Mr. Butch suddenly collapsed in his chair.

The parents’ faces were also ashen.

Skyler Thomas let out a scoffed laugh.

Daisy Zane glanced at them and continued playing the audio. It was recorded in the alley before she started fighting last night, as well as her conversation in a male voice asking Daniel Brown’s group why they were looking for Daisy Zane.

“Why are you looking for Daisy Zane?”

The moment these words were spoken, Arthur North’s casual expression changed.

After hearing what Daniel Brown said later, his expression became increasingly horrified. He was so focused on listening to what Daniel Brown was saying that he completely ignored Daisy Zane’s voice.

Arthur North had initially come today to see Daisy Zane.

When Skyler Thomas saw the news online, he was with Arthur North. Knowing that Skyler Thomas was going to school, and since Arthur North had some time, he came along, thinking of seeing Daisy Zane in passing.

He came with the mentality of watching the commotion, but did not expect the commotion would involve himself.

All tenderness disappeared from Joseph Allen’s and Austin Allen’s faces.

The places in the audio where Daniel Brown’s name was mentioned were muted, leaving only Daisy Zane, Marsh Turner, and Daniel Brown’s voices.

Daisy Zane said: “This audio is from the alley last night, according to evidence provided by the informer, it can all prove that Marsh Turner wasn’t the one who hit people. When the police get involved, this informant can also cooperate with the police investigation. Mr. Butch, your son’s issue is more than just bullying.”