Chapter 1292 : Hitting a stone with an egg

Book:Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle Published:2024-5-29

The surveillance room was on the second floor, the door was hidden, and only a few people were sitting inside.
Charles White pursed his thin lips, reached out and pushed the door open, narrowed his eyes and swept around, just when he wanted to speak someone took the lead and stood out.
“You are here to check the surveillance, right?”
“You speak Chinese?” Paddy stood back, his tone light, “It was the hotel that specifically asked you to come over.”
“Yes, the hotel arranged for me to come here, knowing that there was an accident today, and said to say that they would cooperate with you fully.”
“What’s the use of talking about this now.”
Charles White snorted coldly and walked right around him to the computer screen.
“Drop out the surveillance from this morning, and when we get this person taken care of, have a good talk with your hotel about why you don’t have staff in the deep water area of the pool.”
“This … me, I’ll transfer the monitoring for you.”
The man was full of embarrassment and embarrassment, and hurriedly went to the computer and sat down, looking for the monitoring responsible for the poolside.
The projection screen shows several camera monitoring, just the dense of people on it, nothing can be seen.
Charles White frowned and stared hard at the projection screen.
According to Selina’s words, it should have been around nine in the morning when they went.
He ran one hand over his chin and spoke in a low voice.
“Fast forward to about nine o’clock, as long as you can look at your deep-water shore plane.”
“Okay, I’ll tune in right away.”
Sure enough, the monitoring on the projection screen saw two co-walking figures in a short while, only with a person obviously following behind them.
The two went inside together, but only Blanca Roach came out, but she didn’t know what the man at the pool was saying, and it was getting more and more intense.
It wasn’t until the man suddenly reached out and pushed Blanca Roach into the water that he left in a panic.
Paddy saw this scene, the heart tightened, cold voice spoke.
“Adjust the other cameras, can see this person’s face.”
“No need.” Charles White turned to look at him, half leaning on the edge of the table behind him, his tone casual, “I’ve just seen it, it’s someone from The Cook family, seems to have married into The Edward family a Louie Edward.”
“The Edward family group?”
Paddy stared intently at the monitor screen and opened his mouth to ask.
“How do you know it’s her?”
“I have witnesses.” Charles White knocked on the table a few times, “Came over merely to find evidence so I can count on doing my job.”
Paddy pursed his lips and didn’t continue.
The Edward family group was a small, insignificant company in S-town, almost on the edge of the upper class, not to mention The Cook family.
The two together in front of The Grant family is simply an egg against a stone, Matthew Grant just move a finger thing.
Where did she get the courage to harm The Grant family’s current Mrs. Grant in public?
“Are you leaving or not?” Charles White stood in the doorway, holding the flash drive he had just copied, “No I’m leaving, this gentleman is very busy with, no time to dawdle with you here.”
“Wait a minute, you haven’t told me which hospital Blanca is staying in.”
Paddy pushed all his thoughts to the bottom of his heart and caught up with him in three steps, frowning.
“Did I say I was going to tell you?”
“What do you mean?” Paddy narrowed his eyes and scowled, “Charles White how on earth are you going to tell me?”
“I advise President Paddy should be busy or busy to go, if I tell you, won’t it look like I am very unrighteous.”
Charles White glanced at him and gently went around the side, took out his cell phone and made a call.
“Matthew, check it out.”