Chapter 299
Let Love Takes Away All This Pain
Chapter 299 always feels weird The phone rang four times and Ambroseâs voice came through âI was supposed to call Bella, but youâre the biggest cause of this, so Iâm calling you âAlvaâs place was stolen, all of AKâs most important designs are in her laptop, and sheâs missing her important ID I donât need to tell you who did it âI have a solution I will hold the launch of the new brand tomorrow morning, but this solution is dangerous and I have no other way âI canât blame you for whatâs happened, but I really wish âIt wonât leak Ambrose was interrupted by a magnetic voice Ambrose tightened his hand with the phone âWhat did you say?â
âI have the notebookâ
âYou In your hand Ambrose frowned unable to understand Uriahâs words âI found the person who stole her things I have the notebook The papers are goneâ
In short, Ambrose got it But, âDid you know about this?â
Alva couldnât have told Uriah about this, and if it wasnât possible, how did Uriah know about it and send someone to retrieve it?
He couldnât understand.
But he didnât have to figure it out until Uriahâs voice called, âIâm in Silktown.â
After talking, the phone hung up.
A busy beep came from the phone, and Ambroseâs brow tightened.
Alva is in Jamsang Town, Uriah is in Jamsang Townâ¦
Alva opened a new room, on the top floor, but even so she stayed up all night, asking the front desk for a pen and paper, and working through the night on the ruined plan from memory.
She has copies of everything important, including the designs.
But a copy of the design doesnât help.
Once the design draft falls into the hands of the people, it is no longer their own design.
Itâs someone elseâs design.
The sun rose from Fairy Mountain little by little, the sun shone in, fell in the room, and the light was dimmed by the sun.
Alvaâs pen is still writing on the white paper, without any fatigue.
Suddenly, her cell phone rang.
Alva immediately brought it over, saw the number on the screen, she immediately answered.
âHello.â
âIs it Miss Gellar?â
âItâs me. Have you found it yet?â
âYes, your notebook has been found, but your important papers are missingâ
âItâs okay, itâs okay. Am I coming right now?â
âYes, you came to look at your thingsâ
âOkay, Iâll be right over!â
Alva hung up the phone and collected the data on the desk.
This time, to avoid a similar situation, she took the information with her to the police station, and there was nothing important in the room.
Soon Alva went to the police station and the policeman gave her the notebook. âLook, itâs not damaged.â
âYes, thank you.â
She immediately turned on the computer, and the password Settings were still there, but there was no guarantee that it had been cracked.
She entered the password, and quickly looked at the design draft and data inside.
Nothing has changed. Itâs all there.
She was slightly relieved, but still asked, âThe people who stole my computer, can I meet them?â
âYes.â
Sheâs gonna ask if they touched anything on her computer.
Chap 294 always Fots werd The police took Alva to the examination room, and Alva saw the people in the examination room.
Two young society men, one dyed yellow hair, the other dyed red, a black face.
When they saw her, fear rose on their faces. ? Alva frowns. âWhat are they?â
The policeman said. âWe got a report from the public that they saw them stealing your things, and when we went, they were just like that.â
A public report?
Is she so lucky?
Alva walked over. âHave you seen whatâs on my computer?â
Both men shook their heads at once.
Alva didnât believe me. âYou cut up your clothes and pants, destroyed your important materials, and took away your notebooks. Thereâs no way you havenât read them.â
The young man with red hair said, âBeauty, we have never seen it!â
The young man with dyed yellow hair said, âYou have a password in this notebook, we are not hackers, where can you click in so easily.â
It means there was no time.
Alva put a little faith in the answer, but, âWho told you to do that? Or did you decide to do it yourself?â
Her suspicion is that someone put them up to it.
Because from the way the files were destroyed, it was obvious that someone knew she was a designer.
That person knows exactly how important data and design are to a designer And these two donât look like people who know that.
The two eyes immediately ducked.
The policeman said: âAsk you to speak well, if you dare to hide, the crime is even worse!â
Hearing the policemanâs words, the two quickly said: âWe want to do this!â
No one ordered it!
âYes. we just saw you coming from out of town, and your man left. and we wanted to steal your important things and sell them to make ourselves loose.â
Alva squinted. âSee I came from out of town, my husband left, you were targeting me from the beginning?â
âOh, well⦠You and your man look different, donât stare at you who?â
âYes, you are a stranger to our local, and a woman, how easy to start.â
Alva looked at the smiles of the two men, pressed her lips, and continued to ask. âThen you steal things and steal things, why did you cut my clothes and pants, and destroy my information?â
âshe asked, her eyes sharpening.
Two people suddenly dry laugh, âwell, we have a little unique hobby, like to cut things.â
âRight?
âYeah, yeah!
âWho doesnât have a little hobby?â
The two of them said the same joke. so Alva could not believe it.
But she could not believe it and could not help it, because their reasons made it impossible for her to object.
âI said hello.â
âAll right.â
The police close the door. Alva and the police get out.
Alva asked, âWhere did you catch them?â
âNear the bar.â
âThe wounds on their faces?â
âThere must have been a fight.â
Itâs not unusual to be near a bar. A fight is not unusual.
Itâs just, she feels a little weird anyway.
âWho is the informant, do you know?â
âYes, but for our protection, we donât mind if you know the identity of the informant.â
Alva nodded, âI have one more question.â
âYou ask.â
âWhen did you get the report?â
âAt one oâclock this morning.â
Alva was surprised. âOne o âclock in the morning?â
Isnât that shortly after her statement came back last night?
âYes, we interrogated all night to find out what was going on, and we called you in the morning.â
Alva understood.
It is true that police procedures take time.
So thereâs a real chance that whatever was on her computer was never seen.
After an hour at the station, Alva walked out of the station. She looked at the time, looked at the sky, thought for a moment, picked up her phone, and dialed a number.