Chapter 670


    After taking Heather’s phone with him, Zayne’s facial expression slightly changed. Leon, who was busy,


    raised his head to look at Zayne and saw her phone in his hands.


    She had never allowed people to touch a personal belonging such as her phone, so he was curious as


    to how Zayne managed to have her phone.


    When Zayne had noticed Leon’s gaze, he gave an honest smile, which made Leon confused. However,


    this was not Leon’s main concern. As the search was about toe to an end, he quickly returned his


    focus to theptop again.


    Zayne walked to his working desk and ced the phone on the table. He looked at the profile picture of


    the person on Messenger, which was a picture of a wooden sword. The person seemed to love wooden


    swords.


    He quickly clicked into the man’s Facebook profile and immediately saw a link that would bring the


    viewer to motivational pages. Zayne’s expression slightly changed because after perusing the entire


    profile, he could not locate any pictures whatsoever.


    His face darkened. If there were photos, it would be easier for him to track. However, since there were


    no photos at all, it would be more troublesome with just a Messenger ount.


    When he shot a nce at Leon, he noticed that Leon was close to tracking their target. Not wanting to


    be too slow, Zayne quickly started on his work as well.


    Both of them were like opponents in an online game with their tapping keyboards being the only


    sounds in the room. Even though he was not excellent at tracking people down, he was not someone


    who would easily admit defeat either.


    As long as he could track this person on Messenger, he would not lose the game. He thought about the


    various different techniques that his assistant had used to track people down.


    When he first talked to Leon, Zayne had his reservations. He would show his capabilities this time


    around and learn more about the true identity of that old man.


    Soon enough, Zayne used a trick to obtain the pictures of the person on Facebook. Even though it was


    only a few pictures, it was enough for him.


    He looked at the old man who was stroking his beard in the picture. It was a decent-looking man, but


    even up until now, Zayne was confident that he was a scammer.


    How do I prove that I’m moving forward with the investigation? Through the pictures, he quickly


    discovered the old man’s identity. It was not theplete information about his background as the one


    listed in the profile section was limited.


    Upon seeing the limited information, Zayne felt troubled. because it was not an easy task for him to


    unearth more information thaty underneath. It was only now that the real task had started as he


    copied the information that he discovered.


    On the surface, the man’s identity seemed to match with Heather’s description. It was just that Zayne


    was unclear whether the man had secretly done some illegal activities or not.


    He believed that many ordinary people were hiding under the hood of the peaceful society. Since many


    of their crimes were not even recorded, he could only make some deductions based on the clues that


    he found.


    The old man looked like he was aw-abiding citizen, but in reality, Zayne did not believe that he was


    merely an ordinary citizen. That old man must have done something that no one else knew about.


    Call it a detective’s instinct or whatnot, but the old man’s picture and behavior had made Zayne


    suspicious. In reality, he had studied a bit of physiognomy that often brought upon some unexpected


    effects when he was trying to find the root of a case.


    The old man’s face made him quite ufortable. With a face like his, it was impossible that he was


    just an ordinary citizen, which created more suspicion about his identity. Of course, Zayne cared more


    about the evidence. He would not simply give any conclusions based on the old man’s looks without


    further evidence.


    While he was still troubled about the old man’s life, Leon had already tracked the person who


    proimed himself as a reporter, based on the methods that Zayne told him. Leon stared at the picture


    fixedly—the man looked exactly like how Leon had remembered him..


    In the picture, the man had a pair of morose eyes that looked exactly the same as he was in real life.


    Leon had already noticed that the man’s eyes had a different expression from an ordinary person back


    then.


    Then, he stood up from his chair. After spending such a long time tracking the person inplete


    focus, his entire body became sore. It was better for him to walk around every hour when he was


    working at theputer for that period of time.


    Hence, Leon was quite impressed by programmers who had to face theputer for such a long time,


    but there were also many cases of them suddenly dropping dead.


    “I’m done,” he spoke as he stretched his body while walking over to Zayne.


    Once again, his gaze fell on Heather’s phone again. Up until now, she had never entered the room to


    take her phone back and it seemed that she trusted Zayne a lot.


    After all, a phone would contain a lot of private information. On top of that, Zayne was a detective. It


    was reasonable that one would feel anxious if he had obtained their phones. Upon seeing that Zayne


    was still busy, Leon did not utter another word and instead sat next to him and quietly watched him.


    Leon liked the pair of eyes that Zayne had. Like hispatriots, he also had dark ck irises. While


    Leon had met many people with ck irises, it was rare toe across someone withpletely


    ck irises like Zayne’s.


    Zayne’s irises were as dark as night and it was a color that Leon loved the most. Even Heather did not


    have such eyes.


    Leon had once observed her eyes, which were slightly brown. Of course, her eyes could not be


    preferred Zayne’s eyes.


    By the time Zayne had noticed Leon, Leon was already looking at his eyes for a long time. After


    noticing the curious look in Leon’s eyes, Zayne squinted. “What’s wrong?”


    Unable to help himself, Leon blurted out his thoughts. “Why do you have such dark ck eyes?”


    Upon hearing that, Zayne smiled, not expecting him to ask such a question. After rubbing his nose, he


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    replied, “My eyes are different from the average adult. I have a pair of ck eyes that makes me look


    like a child and it’s probably the facial feature I’m most proud of.”


    Leon firmly nodded in agreement to Zayne’s words. “Yes, they are as dark as night. I love them.”


    When Zayne heard Leon’spliments, he was over the moon. With a nod of his head, he added,


    “Actually, many kids have such eyes. So, people would feel more simple and pure when they look at


    eyes like mine.” The topic had aroused his interest, so he exined more to Leon.


    This scene made Zayne recall the first time he met Heather and she had also mentioned his eyes back


    then. It was the same type of observations that both she and Leon had shared.


    “Yes, they are gorgeous, so much so that I can’t even describe what I feel.” Leon could not find any


    adjectives to describe Zayne’s eyes as words failed him.


    “Actually there are many people who have simr eyes like mine.” Zayne, however, did not feel that it


    was a special thing because in fact, he prefered blue eyes.


    Leon shook his head. “I don’t think so. The ck in your eyes is not something an ordinary person


    couldpare with.” He thought that it was the greatest part about seeing Zayne in real life.


    Zayne merely smiled without saying anything else. Since he had not finished his task, he threw himself


    back into the investigation. He was quite stubborn most of the time and his nature was both an


    advantage and a disadvantage to his job. It made him persevere to find out the truth, but it also led him


    to dead ends.


    While looking at the old man’s photograph, Leon assumed that Zayne was investigating this person.


    Even though Zayne did not know who this man was, he seemed to treat him with importance.


    “I’m heading outside first. I’m worried that Heather might be bored from waiting outside.” As he


    sensed the slight awkwardness in the room, Leon felt that it was better to apany Heather outside.


    When he walked out of the room, he saw Heather asleep on the couch and removed his sweater. As he


    gently walked toward her, he covered her body with his sweater..


    Even though he was being gentle and light, she still woke up as a result of his actions. With a pair of


    dazed eyes, she greeted, “Leon.” Her voice was quite thick as she had just woken up.


    “Heather, are you tired?” Leon could understand the fatigue she had been feeling for the past few days.


    “No.” She immediately rose from the couch and the sweater slid from her body.


    He reacted quickly and caught it, but he did not know why she was being stubborn. Nevertheless, this


    was her character—she was a stubborn person who would never admit defeat.


    “Heather, I already discovered the person.” Leon told her this piece of good news.


    “You’re pretty quick,” shemented as she looked at her watch. If I knew that Leon could reach this


    stage after being instructed by Zayne, I should have brought him over sooner.


    “I bet you can’t guess his true identity.” Leon was trying to make her curious about it. His tone seemed


    slightly prideful amidst his childishness, as if he was still a child, but he had always been like this.


    “Of course I can’t.” Heather was in no mood to y games with him and she only wanted him to quickly


    reveal the truth.


    “He’s an American and he always epts jobs that are associated with photography abroad. Logically


    speaking, he should be in the United States right now. I think the reason for him being here is because


    a local had hired him..” Leon deduced that the man was hired by someone to Bradfort City to follow her


    and take pictures of her.


    “Your deduction seems reasonable, but why did he show you that picture?” Heather thought that it was


    extremely weird. It was as if the enemy had deliberately tried to reveal himself.


    “I have no idea either. Perhaps Zayne can uncover the reason.” It was better for Zayne to continue the


    work from where Leon had left off since he was only responsible for tracking that person down.


    “In that case, we might need to wait. He is probably still investigating another person for me.” With that,


    Heather looked at the tightly shut door. There was no movement in the room—it seemed like Zayne


    had encountered some difficulties.


    “You asked him to investigate an old man?” Leon asked with curiosity. He could not imagine why a


    person like an old man would have a connection with Heather.


    “Yeah, he’s a weird old man.” She stopped after the brief exnation. She did not want to divulge too


    much information to Leon and she would not tell anyone the full picture either.


    Leon was intelligent enough to know about this. Upon seeing that she refused to exin further, he


    changed the subject. “Heather, it seems like you encountered many things over the past few days.”


    Heather raised her head to look into his eyes as the invisible barrier still stood between them. Many


    things simply could not return to the past and she could only swallow what she wanted to say.