Of course, he had to admit, the girl imitated extremely well.
When encountering the staff, she didn't panic in the slightest, even nodded gracefully in greeting, with all the demeanor of a queen.
"Did you find anything?"
After watching the video, Lucas Walker immediately inquired.
"No fingerprints, no hair samples... the other party is very careful; we've investigated all the hotel records and haven't found any trace of such a girl yet..."
No name, no information, just relying on height, hair color, and eye color... trying to find someone in a city with nearly ten million people who doesn't want to be found is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Lucas Walker nodded, without much disappointment on his face; this result had been within his expectations.
"Did you send the information to Mr. Phoebe?"
"Yes."
"Give me the documents that need to be processed."
...
Handling the work at hand, Lucas Walker occasionally glanced at the infrared monitor sensor on the table.
