Roy was lucky that Madame Fran had kept all of her husband's belongings, including the old mobile phone that had been scrapped in espresso.

Mr. Bailifurlong's new mobile phone model is still the latest, Roy recognizes this brand, this is the latest one from Flo's company, and the price seems to be expensive.

As Madame Fran rummaged through the mountains of relics to find the phone, Roy noticed something else.

"The envelope." Roy pointed to a torn envelope and asked, "That looks like it should have been sent by Flo Corporation, right?" ”

"Yes." Madame Fran handed Roy the phone and said, "This phone was mailed in that envelope." ”

Roy nodded, not saying anything more. After briefly checking his phone, he picked up the envelope again, carefully examined it back and forth, and then showed a rather rewarding expression.

"Any questions?" Madame Fran asked.

"Yes, maybe a little." Roy casually explained, "As far as I know, Flo's shipping companies are all located in the western Gotham region, and none of them have an address that matches the one on this envelope. Let's take a look at the location of this shipment in Riker Heights, and see what the Gotham map says about this place. ”

As he spoke, he had opened the map on his phone, entered the address, and soon got the specific location.

"Look at what we've all got, this address is not under the jurisdiction of Flo Corporation, but belongs to 'Andre Security Company', interesting"

As if talking to himself, Roy took a picture of the evidence, and then took his leave of the lady, telling her in passing that Mr. Fran had died in his homicide, and promising to do everything in his power to find the real culprit.

Leaving Mr. Fran's house, he stopped a taxi and headed straight for Andrew's security company.

On the way, he also found the phone number of Flo Company, which made the mobile phone, and confirmed the situation of the new mobile phone. When he gave the electronic serial number of his mobile phone, he received a reply that it had indeed been shipped to Mr. Bellifran's address. However, the order was cancelled due to special reasons, and the goods were not sent to Mr. Fran.

In other words, this phone is not the one that Mr. Bailey actually bought.

Andre, the head of the security company, personally met Roy in the reception room and politely asked, "My secretary said you are a detective consultant of the GCPD?" ”

"Yes." Roy nodded. "I'm here to investigate a murder."

"So how can I help you?"

Roy asked, "Do you know Mr. Bailey Brown?" ”

"I've never heard of it."

Roy shrugged: "Since you said you wanted to help me, it's better to cooperate." I know you know him and that your company is implementing electronic surveillance of his mobile phone. ”

Andrei raised his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"A few days ago, someone deliberately put Mr. Bellefron's mobile phone in the water on the street. Then Mr. Furlong ordered a new mobile phone, and then did some means to intercept the mobile phone that Mr. had ordered, dropped the bag, and replaced him with another mobile phone. Roy said, "Why would anyone do that?" I think as the person in charge of a security company, you must know that if you want to monitor the whereabouts of anyone at any time these days, you only need to locate your mobile phone. And when you know the digital serial number of someone's phone, it's even easier. ”

Andrei pouted: "If you suspect that someone dropped the poor dead gentleman's phone because of this, and monitored him at all times, I admit that your speculation is justified." But what does this have to do with us? ”

Roy sneered: "I don't think we need to continue the show." ”

As he spoke, he used his mobile phone to call up the photos of the physical evidence he had taken, and turned the screen to show Andre.

"Does this envelope sound familiar? Of course you'll be familiar with it. for this is what you sent out. Roy zoomed in on the envelope on the screen, pointed at it, and said, "This phone is supposed to be shipped from Flo's company, and the interesting thing is that this shipping address doesn't belong to their company, but to you, Andrea Security." Interesting, isn't it? If you still insist that your company has nothing to do with this dead man, then please give me an acceptable explanation for why you spent so much time dropping the phone that this gentleman ordered? ”

Andrei's face was cloudy for a moment, and after some psychological struggle, he spoke: "Well, we do know him. But we have nothing to do with his death. ”

"It's up to me." Roy said lightly, "You just need to tell me the truth." ”

"One of our clients suspected that this Mr. Bailey might be against him, so he asked us to monitor him. However, after a period of surveillance, we found that this accusation was baseless. So the monitoring was withdrawn. ”

"Name. Tell me who your customers are. ”

Andre shook his head: "I'm sorry, this involves the company's reputation, and we can't disclose it." If I'm not mistaken, you're just a 'detective consultant' and not a real detective, right? Then I can't reveal this just because of some of your murder suspicions, these are all confidential. If you want to know, let the GCPD send real detectives. ”

The more Andrei spoke, the more uncomfortable he felt. He felt the young detective's expression on the other side grow darker, and the cold gaze in his eyes seemed to turn into an ice pick into his heart.

Andrei felt his heart beat faster, and hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, but I can only help you get here." Now if I don't mind, I have other things to attend to."

It happened too quickly and beyond the chances of Mr. Andre to react. Roy flew over the table, his palm pinching the hem of his shirt like pincers, his expression like a volcano trying to suppress his energy.

"What do you want to do?" Andrei asked in a panic, beads of sweat running down his forehead, "I just need to scream, and the security guard will be at any time"

"As I said, I just want to talk, Mr. Andrey." Roy said in a tough tone, "If I don't go well, then a special friend of mine will probably have to come forward to talk to you personally." Of course, not now, because he only acts at night, and you can't stop him from coming to see you, no matter where you hide. And I have to be 'kind' to remind you that he may be a lot tougher than I am. Now, if you don't want to get in trouble, you might change your mind. ”

"You work for 'him'?" Andrei took two deep breaths nervously, and without waiting for an answer, he explained, "Okay, okay, you won." His name is 'Brooke?' Sephosis, I can give you the address, don't let people trouble me, okay? (To be continued.) )