Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Fake

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To find out if there were any cars passing by during that time, they just needed to compare the surveillance footage from the outward-facing main gate.

Marcel Jefferson said, “That’s impossible. We’ve already watched the surveillance footage from November 2nd and there wasn’t a single car.”

Purple Summers had already set the video to the same time.

“…There was no wind.” Purple Summers looked at the computer, her clear eyes flashing with excitement.

“No way.” Marcel Jefferson grabbed the computer and took a look.

Indeed, at the same time, the road was calm, even the dry and yellow grass on the roadside didn’t move, yet dust was raised along the edge of the road.

What did this mean?

“The video… is fake?” Marcel Jefferson didn’t expect this outcome and was a bit confused, “Which one is fake? The one facing outward from the main gate or the one facing in?”

“Maybe both are fake, and neither video is from November 2nd,” Purple Summers decisively said, “Let’s go back to the factory.”

“Ah… ah?” Marcel Jefferson panicked a bit, “What for?”

If the video was indeed fake, then the murderer was likely inside the factory!

Good grief… that’s a serial killer!

Marcel Jefferson was a bit scared.

“To copy the video.” Purple Summers said, “We’ll copy all the surveillance footage from the office.”

The two returned to the factory, surprising the security guard, “Why are you guys back so soon?”

Marcel Jefferson explained with a smile, “We copied the wrong file just now, so we had to come back. Sorry for the trouble.”

The security guard was getting impatient, took the key, opened the office door, and urged, “Hurry up, I’m already off work and I have a card game scheduled.”

“Okay, we won’t take too long.” Marcel Jefferson tried to smile politely. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Purple Summers said to the security guard, “It’s hard work watching over such a big factory, right uncle?”

The pretty girl had a soft, pleasing voice that was delightful to hear.

The security guard’s face softened and replied, “It’s alright, the job is laid back, just a bit boring. As you saw, I might not see a single person all day. Sometimes I wish I had someone to talk to.”

“That is really boring.” Purple Summers agreed and asked, “Is it only you as security guard or do you have a partner around?”

“There’s another guy, we both take turns.” The security guard said, pursing his lips, “He’s even more boring than being alone, a real wet blanket.”

Purple Summers made a mental note of that.

The videos they needed to copy were massive, and the security guard urged them again while they were waiting.

Marcel Jefferson immediately took out a few banknotes from his wallet and stuffed it into the security guard’s hand.

“I’m sorry for delaying your card game. We’re just doing work for our superiors, who wouldn’t let us get away without these.”

“Ah, I understand, we’re all just workers here…” The security guard took the money and didn’t bother them anymore, sauntering away.

Normally, factory surveillance videos are kept between one and two months and automatically deleted after the set period.

This factory had close to two months of videos accumulated. Luckily, the USB flash drive that Marcel Jefferson brought had enough storage space to store it all. However, such a large amount of data made Marcel feel overwhelmed. “When are we going to finish watching all of this…?”

Each video clip was two hours long, with 12 of them in a 24-hour day. In two months… There were more than 700 video clips!

“The fake November 2nd video must be reused from a previous one.” Purple Summers’ eyes squinted slightly like a clever little fox, “The video was recorded in the evening. We only need to check the videos from 4. pm to 6 pm each day. The weather, light, and wind direction won’t be the same every day— there will always be subtle differences that we can find.”