The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 390

Lyra got a little annoyed, "Is this your business, or mine? If you don't be more aggressive, I'll let your family take you away tonight!"

"Don't do that. I was wrong."

Cody took a paper towel and wiped the water stains from his body. Then he straightened his messy hair, and reluctantly stood up.

Lyra continued with the rebuke, "Hurry up. Come and open the door."

"Okay, fine."

...

The three came to the monitoring room together.

According to Cody's recollection, they let the staff of the monitoring room to play out all the surveillance videos from the time Cody entered the room. It was played at ten times speed and they checked for the abnormalities together.

As long as it was not committed by Cody, he must have been transported out from the bar to take photos at hotel, so it was impossible not to leave a trace.

Cody drank too much wine. The surveillance videos were playing quickly. On a dozen screens, there were many people moving at the same time. He watched the videos and his brain was dizzy, and he felt drowsy.

But fearing of being beaten, he could only brace himself for consciousness and continue to watch.

Occasionally, Cody quietly inclined his head and carefully observed Malcolm who was next to him.

Cody found that his eyes were clear-sighted. In his dark pupils, there were reflecting a dozen surveillance videos. And there was no slightest bit of fatigue from his eyes.

Cody was somewhat unconvinced.

There were a dozen of surveillance video. All was play-backed ten times the speed simultaneously. If there really should be any subtle traces, he could really notice it alone?

However, as Cody's mind was racing, Malcolm called a halt.

He narrowed his eyes with a cold glare and directed the staff, "Backwards."

"Back again."

There were cameras that could capture the room 3805, as well as the next aisle around the corner. Half of an hour videos were lost both at 7:00 to 7:30 this morning.

The time shown in the screen jumped from 7:00 to 7:31 directly.

And another videos had normal time. In the interval of 7:00 to 7:30, there was no abnormal situation at the gate.

Lyra had guessed Malcolm's suspicion, "They might choose the staff passage, where there are no cameras."

Malcolm nodded and called Chad immediately, "Focus on screening surveillance videos from nearby hotels after 7:00 this morning."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the bar staff again, "The surveillance has been moved. Who else has visited this room today besides us?"

The monitoring room administrator Wade Lawson found it difficult, "Mr. Malcolm, monitoring room access record is confidential. As you come over today, we dare not tell anyone about this."

Malcolm was not ambiguous with him. He took out a precious inspection certificate of National Investigation Bureau from his arms, and his eyes looked cold and stern.

"National Investigation Bureau takes the evidence. If you can not say everything, I can only suspect whether you have received benefits and deliberately concealed the truth. I'll bring you back to the National Investigation Bureau."

"This... Mr. Malcolm ..." Wade Lawson was flustered.

"Have you ever spent a night at the National Investigation Bureau? If you're interested, I can get you a small single room with special care today."

He threatened Wade in a light-hearted tone. And Wade started to be fearful, and his calves were trembling.

"Mr. Malcolm, I was wrong! I did take some money!"

Wade's hands were shivering. He took out a bank card from his trouser pocket and put it on the table in a disciplined manner.

"This is the two hundred thousand hush money. I have not used a single cent. I guess I am not blessed to enjoy it. I am willing to hand it over to the state!"

Malcolm's hostility was undiminished and he looked at him coldly, "Who is it?"

"Yes ...the third son of Dickerson family, Enzo Dickerson. He was the only one who came in this morning. He said his valuables were left behind and he had to check the surveillance!"

Hearing this, Cody was the first to blow up.

"Fuck! Enzo Dickerson, that son of a bitch! I've treated him well. How dare him back stab me! To force me to death!"