Larissa Judson and Haskell Palmer novel Chapter 861

After disassembling the faulty device, Larissa explained, "Everyone here and all the viewers watching the live stream, please take a look. This machine was returned from the hospital for inspection. The sealant on this core sensor module is different from the one we use in production. It was deliberately replaced with an inferior product, which caused the pulse oximeter probe to produce an error margin of plus or minus twenty percent after eight hours of continuous use."

A reporter asked, "According to reports, this gentleman's wife died during childbirth because her tachycardia was misread as a normal heart rate, leading to the medical accident."

The middle-aged man stuck out his neck and declared, "That's right! It was because their medical device malfunctioned! Who's going to believe your story about it being replaced with inferior parts? You're just trying to find some shell company's legal representative to be your scapegoat!"

Larissa looked directly into the reporter's camera. "I trust the police will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Lucius watched the live stream, a cold smile playing on his lips as he saw Larissa's unshaken composure.

The chief of the Regal City police was in his pocket. Did Larissa really think the police would find any evidence? What a fantasy!

After finishing her explanation of the equipment failure to the media and the online audience, Larissa turned to the assistant, who had returned after calming down the employees. "It's getting cold out here, and I have to keep this stream going. Go get me some heaters so I can wait out these reporters."

Wait them out. The words were utterly undisguised.

The assistant stared, momentarily stunned. Ms. Judson's mindset wasn't just good; it was on another level.

Snapping back to reality, the assistant said, "Right away," and turned to go back into the company building to fetch the heating equipment.

The reporters outside were also in a state of shock.

Soon, the assistant returned with a portable electric heater and an extension cord. "Ms. Judson, this is the only heater we have available right now."

Larissa nodded. "That's fine. Now have someone set up a windbreak for me. The wind and snow are getting worse as it gets dark, and it's giving me a headache."

The assistant glanced sheepishly at the incredulous reporters and the victim's family, then brazenly went to carry out her orders.

The victim's husband's face turned livid with rage. "You murderer! How can you have the appetite to eat right now!"

Larissa replied calmly, "An army marches on its stomach. If I don't eat, how will I have the strength to continue this live stream and reveal the truth?"

Just as she finished speaking, a delivery driver's voice cut through the air.

"Who ordered takeout?"

Larissa immediately raised her hand. "Over here!"

Under the watchful eyes of dozens of people and in front of live-streaming cameras, the delivery guy brought the food over. This had to be the most high-pressure delivery of his life.