Annie was feeling smug but failed to notice someone had stealthily approached her from behind until a cold gun barrel pressed against the back of her head, causing her to start violently, the camera in her hands nearly dropping to the ground.
"Miss Annie, you’d better not move, or else... my gun might just go off," Helen said as she snatched the camera from her hands, her right hand adding more force, "Now, crawl over to Miss Gan, quick!"
She... she was discovered?
Annie’s knees went weak, and she nearly wet her skirt then and there.
Trembling all over, she emerged from her hiding spot and saw Gan Yuan leaning against the railing, smiling warmly at her; Annie’s shaking worsened as if she were a leaf in the wind.
"Gan... Miss Gan, please... please don’t misunderstand, I... I was just..."
Gan Yuan took the camera from Helen, "Just taking in the scenery, right?"
Annie was at a loss for words; clearly, the video of Gan Yuan was inside, how could the other party possibly believe she was filming the scenery?
"I recall I warned you," Gan Yuan said as she deleted the video from the camera and turned the lens towards her, "Miss Annie, why do you bother?"
"I..." Annie scarcely dared to meet her smiling face, her body already unable to hold itself up, she knelt before her, "I... I withdraw from the election, I... I won’t contest you, please... please spare me... don’t kill me... as long as you don’t kill me, whatever you ask of me I’ll... I’ll do it..."
"Kill you?" Gan Yuan bent down slightly toward her, "Annie, do you think you’re worth it?"
"I... I’m not, I’m truly not worthy!"
To save her life, Annie naturally didn’t dare to put up any resistance, at this point in time, if Gan Yuan asked Annie to lick her feet, Annie would undoubtedly do it without error.
"Then be honest, what exactly did you intend to do to harm me?"
Annie hesitated, it was not that she was unwilling, but that she was afraid.
If Gan Yuan knew her thoughts, would she still let her go?
"Since she doesn’t want to talk, then..." Gan Yuan glanced around, "Helen, if someone were to fall from here, would they land head first, or feet first?"
Helen chuckled, "I guess they would land head first, with a thud, breaking their skull, brains splattering everywhere. It’s a pity for Miss Annie’s pretty face, it would probably become a blurry mess of blood and flesh."
"That said, tomorrow’s headlines will definitely feature Miss Annie," Gan Yuan said as she brushed her disheveled hair back into place, "Falling from a rooftop the eve before the election, Miss Annie, don’t you find it a bit regrettable?"
Just imagining the scene was enough to make Annie’s vision darken in waves of terror; watching as Helen reached out as if to grab her, Annie immediately began to speak.
"Don’t... I... I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you everything! I... I wanted to frame you..."
Gan Yuan handed the camera to Helen and leaned against the railing, listening quietly.
Annie’s method was not particularly clever, but it was notable. If not for the fact that both she and Moses knew each other’s characters and methods well, it was quite possible they might have been deceived this time.
It is to be said, in the past such methods would never have worked on her and Moses because they never needed to convey information in this way.
Following that, Annie detailed in front of the camera how she had someone imitate their handwriting, how she arranged for the meeting between the two, and what her plans were to target Gan Yuan, explaining everything meticulously.