“Okay.”Leng Juncheng nodded.
It was late at night, and it was quiet everywhere.
Another ten minutes passed.
The lock was unlocked.
Mo Xiuyuan flipped through the latest phone records.
He saw an unfamiliar phone number, and he knew who it was without even thinking.
“Can you try to match my voice to the voice of the owner of this phone?”Mo Xiuyuan reminded him.
“I’ll see if I can find the source of the voice,”Leng Juncheng said. “If we’ve talked before, it shouldn’t be difficult.”
Mo Xiuyuan waited.
Ye Heng was working hard to transport the body.
After a while.
“Okay, if you make a call now, the voice you say will automatically match the voice of the first time the phone was called. If you don’t listen carefully, people won’t be able to tell the difference.”
Mo Xiuyuan nodded, then dialed the suspicious phone number and pressed the record button.
