The man answered truthfully, "He sent it to our work group chat. He said that he'd pay 30 thousand and hoped that one of us would go..."
He stole a glance at Sydney and hurriedly lowered his head. He did not dare to say that particular word, so he chose another term and said, "Bully a woman and take videos and photos. After it's done, we just have to send the videos and photos to him. There were many people fighting over the job, but I was the one who finally got it."
He was ecstatic when he landed the job back then, but now, he regretted it just as much.
He wanted to slap himself twice. Why did he accept the task so eagerly?
"Photos and videos? Did you take any?" Sydney's expression changed dramatically as her fists clenched tightly.
The air pressure around Julien also plummeted as his killing intent toward the man increased.
The man immediately shivered and hurriedly explained, "No, no, I didn’t take any. On my way to the club that night, I met a female customer I played around with before. She brought people to beat me up and threw me to the suburbs, and even took away my phone and other belongings. I stayed in the suburbs all night until it was almost dawn. It was a good Samaritan who sent me to the city. When I rushed to the club, you were already..."
He trailed off, but everyone knew what he meant.
Sydney turned her head slightly and gave Julien a cold look.
Julien averted his gaze in guilt.
Sydney did not dwell on it and quickly turned her gaze to the man again. "How do I know if what you're saying is true?"
"You can check. The place I was taken away to by that female client was monitored, and I also remember the license plate of that good Samaritan, so I can give it to you. If you find that person, you can check their driving records and know if what I said is true," the man hurriedly replied, afraid that she would not believe him.
However, Sydney already believed him. Her expression was not as anxious as before.
Since the man did not take any photos or videos of her, she naturally did not have to worry that her photos would be distributed.
She had to thank that female client.
"Did you do anything to me after you entered my room?" Sydney bit her lip. This was why she was most worried about now.
"No, no!" The man shook his head like a rattle. "Absolutely not. I swear! I was frozen after spending the night out. I was cold and exhausted, so I fell asleep right after entering your room. How could I have done anything to you? You were gone when I woke up, and 1 didn't have my phone either, so I failed the task because I didn't manage to take any photos. I was afraid that the waiter would ask for the 30 thousand back, so I resigned and left Port City when I woke up."
He thought that he could rest easy after leaving Port City.
Unexpectedly, he was still caught.
However, the one who caught him was not the person who issued the task, but the person he was supposed to harm.
Looking at the shivering and frightened man, Sydney turned and said to Julien, "I have nothing more to ask. This man's role isn’t that large, but now I know what happened that night. He can't be used to send Lyra to prison. The key person here is the waiter."
Julien nodded. "My thoughts exactly. Zach."
Zach walked over. "Yes, President Flint?"
"Take this man to the bank and take out the 30 thousand. At the same time, pull out his chat records with the waiter back then as evidence against the waiter." Julien stared at the man.
This man could not send Lyra to jail, but he could accuse the waiter.
To protect himself, the waiter would naturally accuse Lyra. When that happened, Lyra would go to jail anyway. It was all the same.
"Understood, President Flint." Zach nodded.
Julien added, "After you're done with that, bring this man to the waiter too. There must still be some things he hasn't confessed, so pry it out with him together."
"Yes," Zach answered and waved his hand at the bodyguard, signaling him to take the man outside.
After Zach and the others left, Julien looked at Sydney and asked, "What are you planning to do with that man?"
Sydney pursed her lips and did not answer.
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