A woman who looked like an intellectual quickly walked up to the police officer and pointed at me and said, "This woman abused her power and premeditated murder. You should arrest her immediately. More than 200 of us almost died in her hands. I suggest that they be sentenced to death!"
Looking at Harold and Stacey's panicked and dark faces, I couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" The police officer looked at me in confusion, "They accused you of murder. What do you want to say?"
In the face of law and justice, I regained my seriousness, "Officer, you can say whatever you want, but conviction requires evidence."
After listening to the woman's story, the police officer took a pen and paper and asked Harold while recording, "When did Kelly lie to you about the weather?"
Harold felt guilty for fabricating the facts, "It was... last night at home. I asked her to look at today's weather forecast and she said that the weather was very good today."
He thought that as long as there was no evidence, I would not be able to refute his slander and he forgot the rationality of his words.