Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 670

After taking Heather’s phone with him, Zayne’s facial expression slightly changed. Leon, who was busy, raised his head to look at Zayne and saw her phone in his hands.

She had never allowed people to touch a personal belonging such as her phone, so he was curious as to how Zayne managed to have her phone.

When Zayne had noticed Leon’s gaze, he gave an honest smile, which made Leon confused. However, this was not Leon’s main concern. As the search was about to come to an end, he quickly returned his focus to the laptop again.

Zayne walked to his working desk and placed the phone on the table. He looked at the profile picture of the person on Messenger, which was a picture of a wooden sword. The person seemed to love wooden swords.

He quickly clicked into the man’s Facebook profile and immediately saw a link that would bring the viewer to motivational pages. Zayne’s expression slightly changed because after perusing the entire profile, he could not locate any pictures whatsoever.

His face darkened. If there were photos, it would be easier for him to track. However, since there were no photos at all, it would be more troublesome with just a Messenger account.

When he shot a glance at Leon, he noticed that Leon was close to tracking their target. Not wanting to be too slow, Zayne quickly started on his work as well.

Both of them were like opponents in an online game with their tapping keyboards being the only sounds in the room. Even though he was not excellent at tracking people down, he was not someone who would easily admit defeat either.

As long as he could track this person on Messenger, he would not lose the game. He thought about the various different techniques that his assistant had used to track people down.

When he first talked to Leon, Zayne had his reservations. He would show his capabilities this time around and learn more about the true identity of that old man.

Soon enough, Zayne used a trick to obtain the pictures of the person on Facebook. Even though it was only a few pictures, it was enough for him.

He looked at the old man who was stroking his beard in the picture. It was a decent-looking man, but even up until now, Zayne was confident that he was a scammer.

How do I prove that I’m moving forward with the investigation? Through the pictures, he quickly discovered the old man’s identity. It was not the complete information about his background as the one listed in the profile section was limited.

Upon seeing the limited information, Zayne felt troubled. because it was not an easy task for him to unearth more information that lay underneath. It was only now that the real task had started as he copied the information that he discovered.

On the surface, the man’s identity seemed to match with Heather’s description. It was just that Zayne was unclear whether the man had secretly done some illegal activities or not.

He believed that many ordinary people were hiding under the hood of the peaceful society. Since many of their crimes were not even recorded, he could only make some deductions based on the clues that he found.

The old man looked like he was a law-abiding citizen, but in reality, Zayne did not believe that he was merely an ordinary citizen. That old man must have done something that no one else knew about.

Call it a detective’s instinct or whatnot, but the old man’s picture and behavior had made Zayne suspicious. In reality, he had studied a bit of physiognomy that often brought upon some unexpected effects when he was trying to find the root of a case.

The old man’s face made him quite uncomfortable. With a face like his, it was impossible that he was just an ordinary citizen, which created more suspicion about his identity. Of course, Zayne cared more about the evidence. He would not simply give any conclusions based on the old man’s looks without further evidence.

While he was still troubled about the old man’s life, Leon had already tracked the person who proclaimed himself as a reporter, based on the methods that Zayne told him. Leon stared at the picture fixedly—the man looked exactly like how Leon had remembered him..

In the picture, the man had a pair of morose eyes that looked exactly the same as he was in real life. Leon had already noticed that the man’s eyes had a different expression from an ordinary person back then.

Then, he stood up from his chair. After spending such a long time tracking the person in complete focus, his entire body became sore. It was better for him to walk around every hour when he was working at the computer for that period of time.

Hence, Leon was quite impressed by programmers who had to face the computer for such a long time, but there were also many cases of them suddenly dropping dead.

“I’m done,” he spoke as he stretched his body while walking over to Zayne.

Once again, his gaze fell on Heather’s phone again. Up until now, she had never entered the room to take her phone back and it seemed that she trusted Zayne a lot.

After all, a phone would contain a lot of private information. On top of that, Zayne was a detective. It was reasonable that one would feel anxious if he had obtained their phones. Upon seeing that Zayne was still busy, Leon did not utter another word and instead sat next to him and quietly watched him.

Leon liked the pair of eyes that Zayne had. Like his compatriots, he also had dark black irises. While Leon had met many people with black irises, it was rare to come across someone with completely black irises like Zayne’s.

Zayne’s irises were as dark as night and it was a color that Leon loved the most. Even Heather did not have such eyes.

Leon had once observed her eyes, which were slightly brown. Of course, her eyes could not be compared to anyone else and he had also loved it. However, in comparison, he would have much preferred Zayne’s eyes.