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 to come to an end, he quickly returned his focus to the laptop again.
Zayne walked to his working desk and placed 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 account.
When he shot a glance 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 the complete 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 that lay 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 a law-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 uncomfortable. 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 proclaimed 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 in complete focus, his entire body became sore. It was better for him to walk around every hour when he was working at the computer for that period of time.
Hence, Leon was quite impressed by programmers who had to face the computer 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 his compatriots, he also had dark black irises. While Leon had met many people with black irises, it was rare to come across someone with completely black 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 compared to anyone else and he had also loved it. However, in comparison, he would have much 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 black eyes?”
Upon hearing that, Zayne smiled, not expecting him to ask such a question. After rubbing his nose, he replied, “My eyes are different from the average adult. I have a pair of black 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’s compliments, 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 explained 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 similar 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 black in your eyes is not something an ordinary person could compare 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 become bored from waiting outside.” As he sensed the slight awkwardness in the room, Leon felt that it was better to accompany 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,” she commented 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 play games with him and she only wanted him to quickly reveal the truth.
“He’s an American and he always accepts 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 explanation. 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 explain 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.
