David Milanci was stunned to hear the news.

"Impossible." He said categorically, pulling out his phone and dialing the familiar number. Unfortunately, it was clear from his expression that he had heard the same voice message.

"It's a coincidence, it must be!" He screamed.

"Yesterday she happened to come to your company, and your boss happened to ship priceless gems on this day. Then, it just so happened that someone had stolen it yesterday. Now, this woman who has no problem with your bag ticket has happened to have her phone shut down after the gem was stolen yesterday. After Roy finished saying such a bunch of coincidences in one breath, he concluded, "In this **** industry, the first thing to do is not to believe in any coincidences. So in my opinion, this series of things is an inevitability, pointing to a cruel truth. ”

Milan stood up abruptly and shook her head repeatedly: "No, it's just a coincidence. I'll prove it, I know the address of her house, it's not far from my house, it's in the Blake district. We can go and see it now. ”

He was obviously in a hurry, and after saying two words, he put down everything he was busy with and prepared to leave.

At this time, the door to the office was rudely opened. The owner, Pete Smith, strode in with a gloomy face as if he could drip water at any moment, and with an aggressive aura. He was followed by the secretary, who had apparently informed the boss of the latest situation during the conversation.

Pete Smith slowly walked up to Miranci: "I've heard, you'd better have a reasonable explanation. ”

Milanci faced his boss and did not flinch at all: "Linda is a good woman, I promise that this case will not have anything to do with her." ”

"!" Mr. Smith angrily gave up his image, "This is the only woman who was let in the whole building last night without registration, who else could she be?" ”

Before Milanci could say anything, Roy interrupted him with a message: "Correct, we've only found this one person so far." I have not said with certainty that no one else has escaped registration. ”

"I said, it's not her." Milanci said firmly.

Roy suddenly spoke up and asked, "Mr. Milanch, may I ask you what time you last confirmed that this Linda Fran was in your field of vision last night?" ”

Milanci was stunned for a moment, tried his best to recall, and then said: "Because I was very busy last night, I don't remember too clearly, but it must be after half past nine, and it should not be more than ten minutes away from ten o'clock." ”

Roy nodded: "Then it probably won't be her." At least even if she was suspected, she was an accomplice, and she shouldn't be the thief who stole the 'Eye of Hevestos'. ”

"Why?" Mr. Smith asked.

"It's a fairly simple question. Lo and behold, we already know that the fifteen-second time of the interruption in the surveillance footage was at 10:02. If she hadn't left Mr. Milanci's office until nearly ten o'clock, she would have to go up from the eighteenth floor to the twenty-fifth floor in just a few minutes and avoid all the patrols along the way, and then crack the supposedly top-notch vault security system for fifteen seconds of surveillance black screen time, steal the gem and sneak out without noticing. Roy finished speaking in one breath, glanced at the two of them, and asked, "Does that sound reasonable?" ”

Mr. Smith was speechless, realizing that the idea he had just taken for granted was indeed a bit flawed.

"So, Mr. Green, what do you think the truth should be? What is my Linda's role in this? Milan asked anxiously.

"If she's involved in the theft, then I'm inclined to think that her job is to go up to the twenty-second floor and turn off the surveillance. The monitoring center does not have the same complex security system as the vault, and the patrol intensity is not as strong as the upper layers. If she had been a good player, it would have been theoretically possible to sneak into the surveillance center in such a few minutes and turn off the surveillance video for fifteen seconds to create an opportunity for her accomplices. Roy said.

Milanci showed obvious frustration on his face: "So, you also think that she is still involved in the theft?" ”

"I didn't say that." Roy shrugged, "Even according to what I just assumed, how her accomplices would have cracked all the security systems and stole the gems in fifteen seconds is still unexplained, and this is still only a theory, and I'll need to go to the twenty-fifth floor to see more details later." Until then, I can only come up with theories, but I will never draw arbitrary conclusions. ”

After speaking, he changed his words: "That's all I have to know so far, thank you for cooperating with Mr. Milanch." Now please tell me the address of Ms. Linda Fran and the exact location of the bar where you met, and I will probably check it out after checking the scene, thanks. ”

Writing down the two addresses on his mobile memo, Roy left Mr. Milanci's office, and the secretary continued to lead him upstairs.

On the way up to the twenty-fifth floor, Roy dialed Barbara's phone.

"How's the case?" Barbara asked.

"A bit of a clue, and a bit of a quirk." After a brief evaluation, Roy said, "I need you to help me look up the details of a man named Linda Fran, the more detailed the better." ”

"Got it, this kind of problem is on my sister." Barbara said confidently.

Hanging up, Roy made his way to the twenty-fifth floor.

Mr. Smith's confidence in his vault is not without reason, and this place can indeed be said to be impregnable. There is a composite gold, ultra-thick steel plate safety door on the outside, and two locks need to be unlocked to open this door, a combination lock and a retina scanning lock. After cracking the two locks, behind the door is a small secret room, made of composite gold with a ceiling, floor, and four walls, and a network of invisible infrared detection lines, which trigger an alarm if one of the wires is touched.

The antique table in the center of the infrared detection network looks like the location of the legendary "Eye of Hevistas", but it is now empty.

Whoever the thief is, how does he or she manage to get rid of all these protections in fifteen seconds?

Roy's gaze fell on the rapidly rotating fan blades behind a small vent in the upper right corner of the room, like an electric fan. Even if there were no blades spinning rapidly, it would be impossible for a person to get through it, unless it was the size of a baby.

"Outside the vents, can that fan blade be closed?" Roy asked.

The secretary replied, "It seems to be possible, it is the same independent generator as the power system of some equipment. If I'm not mistaken, the generator for this fan blade should also be on the twenty-second floor. ”

"Close to the monitoring center?"

"It's close." The secretary said.

Roy's expression didn't change significantly, but there was a glint in his eyes, as if he had figured something out.

At that moment, his phone rang.

"Barbara?"

"The woman you asked me to check, Linda Fran," Barbara said, "doesn't have this person in the GCPD database." I zoomed in and found a few women with that name in other cities, but none of them had been to Gotham City in the past two days. ”

"So it's a fake identity, forget about her. Thankfully, I just figured out who our thief was. Roy said, carefully picking up a tuft of black hair from under the vent with tweezers, "I seem to have found some hairs, and if I'm not mistaken, they must have come from a black cat." ”