"How can I not know? It's such a big thing, but I still don't know who did it. Five A-level superpowers and a dozen B-level superpowers died inexplicably! It was found out that it was
Who did it?" Paul asked angrily.
"No results yet!" Wells said, shaking his head helplessly.
"Where's the surveillance in the nightclub? Didn't the perpetrator take a picture?" Paul frowned in surprise.
"My uncle has already gone to the scene and learned from some customers that the troublemakers were a white man and a yellow man. Moreover, they chose to be in a corner where the surveillance cameras could not capture them. The surveillance cameras at the door did not capture their appearance.
.It seems that they consciously avoided it," Wells continued to explain.
"Is the surveillance in the nightclub just a decoration?" Paul asked with a frown.
"Um... there are a few cameras, but they have been destroyed!" Wells explained awkwardly.
"A bunch of useless things. It's been almost an hour since the incident happened, and I can't even figure out who the other party is! Do I have to wait for him to get on top of me?" Paul slapped the table angrily and asked angrily.
road.
"I do have a suspicion!" Wells said in a change of tone.
"Huh? Then tell me, who do you suspect?" Paul was stunned when he heard this, and then asked suspiciously.
"Those customers, the thugs and waiters who survived the scene all said that it was a white man and an Oriental. It shouldn't be difficult to find out the identity of the Oriental. In the United States, it is capable of solving the problems of so many masters of the Orient.
There are actually not many people. The Zhuo family and the Long family are both one of them. The Long family can't possibly attack us, so the only ones left are the Zhuo family. I suspect it's Zhuo Yifan!" Wells vowed confidently.
Analysis: He really guessed it right.
"Zhuo Yifan? This guy again? Prince Long asked me to be patient for a while and not to provoke him. I didn't expect him to come to our door. But why did he attack our nightclub?" Paul heard this.
, his face became even more gloomy, but there was a hint of doubt in his tone.
"I think their purpose is not directly related to the nightclub. It's more like they are targeting our Rockefeller family!" Wells continued to guess.
"He's coming for us? Does he want to let us know his existence in this way? Is this trying to intimidate us?" Paul asked angrily.
"I'm afraid only he knows this best!" Wells frowned and shook his head.
"Then does Renault know your guess?" Paul continued to ask.
"I have already spoken to Uncle Renault on the phone and told him my thoughts. He supports my judgment!" Wells explained with a confident nod.
"Where is Zhuo Yifan now?" Paul asked, squinting his eyes.
"I don't know. It is said that he has been in the hotel and has never come out. But we can't enter the hotel floor to check carefully, so we can't make this accurate judgment. In my opinion, Zhuo Yifan is probably no longer there.
In the hotel!" Wells said confidently.
"Find him for me, no matter what method you use! Since he dares to touch my people, I will make him pay the price. When did the Rockefeller Foundation suffer from such cowardice?" Paul ordered through gritted teeth.
"But how should we explain to Prince Long? And with Zhuo Yifan's strength, if we had a head-on conflict with him, we would probably be the ones who would suffer! Unless the Long family is willing to help!" Wells reminded with some hesitation.