"Who opened the locks on the door where the diamonds are?!" Drake said, shouting and spitting saliva unintentionally as he called on all the soldiers who went inside the warehouse, including the ash-colored-eyed boy, and made them tell him what they did inside, including where they stopped.
One after another, all the soldiers came in, moving and pointing to the areas and showing him what they took or touched. But among all the six soldiers who opened the door of the warehouse, one person pretended not to hear Drake's voice and still stood at the entrance of the wall protecting the warehouse, pressing on a mini smart device.
"Who is that standing there?" Drake said, pointing to the guy standing afar.
"Sir, he was the last person to go in the warehouse."
"What's his name? And why is he holding a smart device? Didn't you all leave yours at the changing room in the barracks?"
