Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon

Drunk And Daring I Kissed A Tycoon! 119

Chapter 119

That suspicion alone wasn't enough to arrest someone. Everything had to be backed by solid evidence.

The police continued searching every comes of the parking garage while the property management contacted the residents, asking them to come downstairs. Most of the residents in this community were wealthy, and the parking garage was filled with luxury cars. Damaging any of them would cost a fortune.

At the same time, the police checked with the residents to see if the suspicious black sports car belenged to them of one of their guests.

The police had analyzed the situation. Disabling a small section of the parking garage's surveillance cameras was subtle and hard to detect.

However, for an outsider's vehicle to enter the community force, they would have had to hack into the security system. The difficulty of doing so wasn't the biggest issue the real problem was the high risk of exposure.

If a breach attempt were detected, security would immediately tighten, and the perpetrator would only end up alerting everyone to their presence.

The only way someone could have entered so seamlessly was if the car either belonged to a resident or was driven by someone who had been granted access. However, after questioning everyone, no one claimed the car. None of the residents had visitors that day either.

The police instructed the property management to pull up footage from the main entrance surveillance cameras to see when and how the car got in.

The property management reviewed today's footage but only found the car exiting. There was no record of it entering.

Reberca, who had gone with them to check the footage, frowned. She thought, "How is that possible? There's no record of the car exiting."

the footage from the past few days,"

and unsure of the logic, but they followed

them. The car had

He carried a small box, passed through security with ease, and took the elevator

that he went to

residents, a woman named Clara Baldwin, gasped, "That's the paper

pressed her for details. "Who is he? Do you have his

"I don't know him personally. That night, I was at home, and my friend ordered takeout for

said this owner had strict rules about the temperature of his food and insisted on delivering it himself. So I let

felt a chill

That was reckless.

"What's your friend's name?

"Laurel Bowle."

as they suspected the soles were

immediately headed to

that car. It entered three nights ago and has bethiding in the packing garage ever since. The person behind this Laurel-Tina's

grew even

it had been the Munez family, it might

all this, that was a different story-things were bound to