Chapter 1214 A Flock of Lambs
Chapter 1214 A Flock of Lambs
“That’s a great question.” Wynter looked up. “If there really is a hidden passage, we need to think carefully about what the bar is aiming for. The female students who reported the incident may have clues regarding this.”
“The girls?” Some of the police officers were completely puzzled now.
They were failing to follow Wynter’s train of thought. Even if the bar did have a hidden passage, what did that have to do with the girls?
Wynter didn’t rush to explain. She knew that her speculations still needed evidence.
“How’s the investigation into those girls‘ interpersonal relationships and financial situations?” She tilted her head and got straight to the point.
Joanne responded diligently, “We’ve already gotten the information. Every one of them has debts currently. Quite a significant amount, too.”
Joanne found it quite surprising after she finished speaking. “What got you to
ask me to check their financial situations in the first place?”
She wondered if the Special Unit’s members had precognitive abilities.
“Did you forget that I looked through one of their phones?” Wynter smiled faintly.
Joanne furrowed her brows. “But her phone didn’t display any financial records.
Wynter shifted through extensive data, multitasking as she answered Joanne’s
query.
“Cosmetic procedures aren’t cheap. Yet, they’ve had more or less some work done on their faces. It’s a current trend, and of course, girls have the right to enhance their beauty.
“A single procedure costs around five to six thousand, excluding the maintenance fees. The results can be a hit or miss, with effectiveness lasting less than six months. In addition, the handbags they use and the clothes they wear are all branded.
ich high expenses are typically beyond what most households can afford. Akyeover, it’s obvious they aren’t locals om Hawford. Their accents don’t match*
Wynter’s gaze shifted toward Joanne. “They don’t seem like scions who have their own credit cards. They came this time to sponge off others‘ cards. They were drinking alcohol at bars without paying for it themselves.
“Usually, in such cases, they’re either invited by an influential figure or
someone needing a lively atmosphere. This aligns with what’s confirmed from then statements.
When their income doesn’t meet their current lifestyle, they either replace ways to get money from their parents or resort to online loans. There are numerous options available now.”
As Wynter’s voice trailed off, she set down the investigation materials she was holding
She narrowed her eyes and tapped on the desk. A string of data floated in and out of her mind. If one were to describe it her brain now resembled an
exceptionally clear mind map.
Filtering through information, she pieced together the coincidence among these girls from the most fragmented of data.
The girls couldn’t have known each other from the beginning.
Cosmetic clinics, bars, loans. Each person was short of money, and each enjoyed befriending innocent–looking students, especially freshmen.
Wynter opened her eyes abruptly as she thought about this. Her dark eyes glinted.
“Perhaps it really is like a movie. One thing leads to another. The old bringing in the new, and only then will the flock of lambs grow in number.”
Wynter then asked, “Where are their phones?”
Her rapid train of thought left those around her struggling to keep up. “They’ve all been turned in. They’re in the next room.”
Wynter stood up. “Draft an application report. I need to recover the chat logs from all their social media accounts.”
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“Recover all the chat logs?” Some of the investigators looked surprised and taken aback. “If there’s a valid suspicion, we can certainly investigate and draft an application report.
“But recovering the chat logs will require the technical team to come over. That might take some time…
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