Chapter 381
Twenty minutes later, the Maybach stopped on the greenbelt. The car window rolled down and the shadows shone on Jim’s face. Jim narrowed his eyes and
watched the black Cayenne drive into the villa opposite. When he saw Cayenne enter the villa, Jim dialed a number. He put his mobile phone to his ear and waited for the connection.
The call went through. Jim’s magnetic voice sounded. “Mrs. Cassel, he went in. I couldn’t go in. I could only wait at the entrance.”
Keeping the call, Jim sent the address to Savanna.
Savanna quickly replied, “Keep a close eye on him.”
Jim had just sent the word ‘OK’ when he saw a luxury car coming from the right. The car turned a corner and immediately rushed to the villa. The white. railing lifted and the car went in.
Jim was sharp-eyed. He saw that the license plate number on the back of the car was 2277. He quickly searched for the owner of the car.
Sure enough, the owner was Rafael.
Jim immediately told the news to Savanna.
Brandon went in first, and Rafael followed him. They met secretly inside.
Jim got out of the car and looked at the entrance of the villa. The old guard was dozing. He walked over and knocked on the table. The old man opened his sleepy eyes and raised his eyebrows. He seemed to ask, “What’s up?”
“Hello, I’m going to do something. I’ll be out soon.”
The old man glanced at Jim and his car. He shook his head and muttered,
“No.”
Jim was not angry. He pointed to the front and said patiently, “I know the owner of the car just now. He doesn’t live here. If he can enter, why can’t I?”
The old man followed the direction of his finger and looked at the car that was looking for a parking spot. The old man said seriously, “He is a friend of Mr.
Goodwin. He often comes here. I don’t know you. I can’t let you in.”
Jim was secretly pleased to see that. He pretended to be angry. “Does Mr. Goodwin live there? Which Mr. Goodwin? Maybe he is my friend.”
The old man carefully looked at Jim. He curled his mouth contemptuously, “Are you qualified to be a friend of Mr. Goodwin? He just came back from abroad not long ago. You are lying. If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police.”
The old man didn’t believe Jim at all.
Jim smiled. “Sir, I have something to do inside. Let me in. I won’t drive in. I’ll be out soon.”
Jim’s tone was extremely low, with pleading.
“No way.” The old man was impartial.” He said, “The people living here are all rich. I cannot let you in. If something happens, I can’t explain it. Just go.” The old man coldly chased him away.
Seeing that, Jim turned and crossed the road to return to the car.
To avoid the old man’s suspicion, Jim drove away from the greenbelt. He drove to the villa and hid in the shadow.
Jim immediately used all his strength to investigate the information. He found the owner of this villa called Tyrell Goodwin.
Tyrell had just returned from abroad. He came from Ireland. He had been abandoned by his parents when he was young. He was raised by the orphanage director. Many years ago, he moved overseas because of a spécial matter. He had suffered from a psychological illness.
Jim’s gaze fell on the words ‘psychological illness’ for a long time.
Jim waited for about an hour before he saw Rafael’s car drive out of the villa.
Ten minutes later, the black Cayenne drove out. The car stopped and the white railing was raised. At that time, the window rolled down. The old man seemed to have nodded to the man. The man nodded slightly. The white railing was lifted and the black Cayenne drove out.
Jim stepped on the accelerator and chased all the way. When he saw the black
Cayenne drive back to the Rose Villas, Jim drove to Savanna’s residence.
Savanna listened to Jim’s report and thought hard about the name ‘Tyrell’.
Jim said, “Tyrell’s villa in Blue Hill was bought five years ago. It is said that at that time, he had a girlfriend. However, I could not find the photo of his girlfriend. I just found his only photo.
Jim handed Savanna the photo.
Savanna lowered her eyes and looked at the man’s face.
Tyrell seemed almost the same as Brandon. However, Savanna knew that this man was Tyrell. Looking closely, Tyrell’s neck was slightly shorter than Brandon’s. If Savanna was not familiar with Brandon, she may not recognize him.
Savanna quickly found Brandon’s photo on her phone. They all looked alike.
Jim sighed, “They are so similar. Mrs. Cassel, do you think they are twins?”
Savanna could not answer this question.
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