My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 287 The Owner of the Camera 

Connor had already invited the second man to sit beside the chubby guy from earlier.

The sophisticated man tried to maintain his composure

“I’ve lost my camera.”

“Lost?” Radley narrowed his eyes.

Connor asked from the side, “When did you lose it?”

“I don’t know the exact time, but when I needed it last week, I found that my camera was missing” The man looked somewhat puzzled.

“Why are you asking about this?” he inquired.

Connor nodded and took a stack of photos from the nearby table, handing them to the man.

“Is this the camera you said was lost? If it was lost last week, then what were you holding three days ago?”

The photos showed the surveillance footage from Evergreen University.

The time in the top right corner indicated three days ago, showing the man coming out of the library with a camera in his hand.

“I… I don’t know. Maybe I remembered wrong!” The man panicked.

His gaze darted around nervously, clearly showing signs of guilt.

Connor’s voice turned cold as he stood up and looked down at the guy. “We’re asking you about this camera as part of an investigation, and we hope you’ll cooperate.”

what you want to investigate. The man suddenly

“Don’t worry. We are not investigating your sale of voyeuristic videos on

I don’t understand.” The man was scared, his legs

were valuable because of their authenticity, which was why they were

the subjects he filmed were his classmates, all students from Evergreen University! Once

definitely punish him, and his life

might spend the rest

Whether uploading videos or receiving payments, he had always used virtual IP addresses

maintaining secrecy in his actions, so how did this

“Mister, we don’t have much time. I hope you

better let me go now, or I’ll

like you really don’t intend to

sitting on the chairs nearby. “My classmates are here too. What do you want

sitting on the chair glared at the man with golden-rimmed glasses.

the heck! The man had already said we had nothing to do with it, yet this guy insisted on dragging

his sentence, Connor’s movements were lightning-fast, and in the

stand up, but Connor’s foot had already stepped on his hand before he could even

all the bones in your hand being shattered?” Connor coldly chuckled.

he was facing a terrifying messenger from the underworld, and the one sitting on the sofa

he was threatening, he asked questions. with a polite smile and even addressed him

petrified

why we’re secking you out. As long as you obediently tell us what happened that night, we’re not

know which night you’re talking

foot, kicking the man directly in the

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