Chapter 300

Chapter 300: He struck, and no one could resist Ambrose had just got home when his phone rang.

Threw the keys on the shoe closet, picked up the phone, looked at the screen, answered, “Alva.”

“Ambrose, the police helped me get my notebook back.”

Ambrose stopped changing his shoes.

Alva’s voice continued, “The police said they had received a report from the public, and that’s how they arrested the person. I asked the people who were arrested, they were youths, and they said they hadn’t seen my computer.”

“But I don’t trust them, and I feel like they’re being directed.”

She had no proof.

Now, she doesn’t know what to do.

Believe them or not.

So, she made this call to Ambrose.

When Ambrose heard Alva’s words, he looked ahead and smiled.

I can’t tell you what that means.

I didn’t think of it, I thought of it.

‘What did the police say?

“The police said they checked the time, where they went, what they said, and they didn’t think they touched the computer because they both had elementary school degrees.”

You can’t crack a computer code with an elementary school degree.

“That should be right. I cancel the press conference.”

He said it directly.

Alva frowned. “Ambrose.”

‘What’s the matter?

“I… I’m not sure.”

Ambrose listened to the unease in her voice, so different from the firmness of the morning, with bent lips.

“What’s the matter? Don’t trust the police?”

“No, I trust the police, but it just doesn’t feel right to me.”

She had her stuff stolen, there was a public report behind her, how fast?

Or is she really lucky?

She did not believe in such luck.

And what they say seems plausible but doesn’t stand up to scrutiny.

“Alva, believe me, this is the end of it.”

Ambrose said in a steady voice.

He believed in Uriah.

He did it. No one could stand up to him.

Alva listened to Ambrose’s steady, strong voice for a few seconds and then said. “Okay, I believe you, Ambrose ”

There was a force in his voice that mutlled her unease Alva gets in the car, goes back to the hotel, checks out.

She’s going back to A city There’s so much more for her to do Ambrose hung up the phone, put on his slippers, went inside and sat down on the couch.

Ham ran down, jumped onto the couch and crouched next to him.

Ambrose touched its head and leaned back on the sofa His eyes were open, looking ahead into the void Not long after he made that call to Uriah, he canceled tomorrow’s new brand launch But he didn’t call Alva Something told him he would wait for Alva to call him back Sure enough. Alva called him back and told the police that the computer had been recovered.

And we got a tip from the public.

People report that Hearing this, he wanted to laugh.

But he couldn’t laugh.

Someone who’s always been so direct is suddenly so slow He didn’t know if it was good or bad.

It just feels like something’s getting out of control.

Alva calls Primo on the way back to the hotel. She has no ID and can’t get a ride.

She wanted to ask him if there was any way he could get to A city without an ID.

Now she had to go back to A city and get the information for these important papers.

Or she’s gonna be badly affected.

“Yes.”

“What way?”

“Buses here require ID cards, but there is one type of bus that does not.”

“What car?”

“Combination car.”

”

“Yes, the combination bus is similar to A taxi. They specialize in silkworm town and A city. It’s a little more expensive than a bus, but it takes you directly to your door.

It was Alva’s first time in a car like this. She frowned slightly. “Is it safe?”

“This you can rest assured, this car in our area has a company, very Chap 300. He suck, one could resist 230 Vouchers regular, sometimes I am too lazy to drive also take their car.”

“Okay, just be safe.”

“When are you leaving? I’ll get you a car now.”

Alva looked at the time and said, “Let’s say ten.”

“Ok, I’ll call now.”

Alva looks out the window. It’s ten past nine, she checks out, she waits for the bus, it’s about the same.

Alva returns to the hotel, and Primo’s phone calls.

“Miss Gellar, the car. I got you. I gave them your number. They’ll be in touch with you soon.”

“Yes, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Call me if you need anything.”

“Good,” said Hermione.

Alva, pack your suitcases.

It’s full when you come, but empty when you leave.

That was a hell of a trip.

Alva smiled wryly and went downstairs to check out with her suitcase.

She had just checked out when her cell phone rang, Taking out her phone and seeing the name on the screen, she was shocked.