"Awesome, Brother Lin."
In the security surveillance room, Jia Zhenjing stared intently at the warehouse video and gave Lin Zifeng a thumbs up.
"So, Brother Lin, how did you know she stole the computers from the warehouse?"
In the security surveillance room, Lin Zifeng and Jia Zhenjing were both watching a scene from the warehouse video.
"I don't know," Lin Zifeng said with a smile, giving a simple answer.
"Don't know? How can you not know? Are you pulling my leg, Brother Jia?" Jia Zhenjing gave a sly smile, looking at Lin Zifeng, sensing something enigmatic about the young man.
"Hehe, I really didn't know. It was just a guess, I didn't expect it to actually be her."
"A guess? What evidence did you have to suspect her?"
