Reborn Troops

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian stood at the entrance of the cafe, staring at each other in a tense atmosphere. Zhou Wanwan held her phone tightly, while Qianqian looked a little flustered.

"Wanwan, what should we do now?" Qianqian's voice trembled slightly.

Zhou Wanwan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down:

"First, we need to confirm that the blueprints were indeed stolen. Do you remember the last time you saw the blueprints?"

Qianqian tried to recall: "It should be last night. We checked the studio for the last time and then locked the door."

"Where is the key?" Zhou Wanwan asked.

"I always keep the key with me and don't give it to anyone else." Qianqian said affirmatively.

Zhou Wanwan nodded, and then said: "Let's go back to the studio and take a look. Maybe it's just a false alarm."

The two hurried back to the studio, only to find that the door lock was intact.

Zhou Wanwan opened the door carefully. Everything in the studio was in order, with no signs of being disturbed.

"It doesn't look like a burglary." Zhou Wanwan said in a low voice.

Qianqian suddenly remembered something and her face changed: "Wait, I remember Zhenyuan came to the studio last night. She said she wanted to see our design."

Zhou Wanwan frowned: "Zhenyuan? Your cousin?"

Qianqian nodded with a complicated expression: "Yes, she is very interested in jewelry design and often comes to our place to play."

Zhou Wanwan was silent for a while, then said: "We can't easily doubt her.

But we can't rule out this possibility. Let's check the computer and backup files first."

The two quickly opened the computer, only to find that the folder containing the design drawings had been emptied.

Zhou Wanwan's expression became more serious: "It seems that the design drawings have indeed been stolen."

Qianqian bit her lip, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "Wanwan, let's go find Zhenyuan and ask clearly."

Zhou Wanwan nodded: "Okay, let's go together."

The two came to Zhenyuan's residence and knocked lightly on the door, which was quickly opened.

Zhenyuan looked at them in surprise: "Qianqian, Wanwan, why are you here?"

Qianqian asked directly: "Zhenyuan, you came to our studio last night, right?"

Zhenyuan nodded, a little confused: "Yes, I went, what's wrong?"

Zhou Wanwan took over the conversation: "Our design drawings were stolen, and we suspect someone copied our design."

Zhen Yuan's face turned pale in an instant: "What? How could this happen? I... I just went to take a look, I didn't touch anything."

Qianqian looked into Zhenyuan's eyes, trying to find the answer: "Zhenyuan, you really didn't copy our design?"

Zhenyuan was so anxious that tears were about to come out: "I really didn't! I swear!"

Zhou Wanwan looked at Zhenyuan's expression and felt a little shaken:

“Zhenyuan, we believe you, but we need to find the real culprit.

Can you help us recall if we saw any suspicious people or things last night? "

Zhenyuan tried to recall: "Last night, I did see a figure wandering around the studio, but I thought it was one of you, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian looked at each other and had a new clue in their minds.

Zhou Wanwan said: "It seems that we need to retrieve the surveillance video near the studio."

Qianqian nodded: "Yes, we will go to the property management right away."

The three of them hurried to the property office and asked to see the surveillance video from last night.

The property manager agreed to their request and retrieved the relevant video footage.

Zhou Wanwan, Qianqian and Zhenyuan sat in the monitoring room of the property office, staring at the screen intently.

Time passed minute by minute, and the scene shown in the video gradually approached the time when Zhenyuan left the studio last night.

"Come in quickly and see if there are any suspicious people." Zhou Wanwan said in a low voice.

The property manager operated the computer and fast-forwarded the video to the time period after Zhenyuan left.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared on the screen, lurking around the studio stealthily.

"Stop!" Qianqian shouted hurriedly, "Back up a little and slow down."

The property manager followed Qianqian's instructions, and the figure in the picture gradually became clear.

Although the face could not be seen clearly, the man's movements and posture clearly did not seem like he was just passing by normally.

"This person..." Zhen Yuan frowned, "I seem to have seen him somewhere."

Zhou Wanwan and Qianqian looked at Zhenyuan at the same time, waiting for her answer.

Zhenyuan tried hard to recall, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "I remember! This person looks a lot like Chen Meimei!"

"Chen Meimei?" Qian Qian asked doubtfully, "Your best friend?"

Zhenyuan nodded: "Yes, she came here a few days ago and said she wanted to see our studio. I thought she was a little strange at the time, but I didn't think much about it."

Zhou Wanwan pondered for a moment, then said: "We need to find Chen Meimei and ask her what she was doing here last night."

Qianqian nodded in agreement: "Yes, we will go find her right away."

The three of them hurriedly left the property office and drove to Chen Meimei's residence.

On the way, Zhenyuan seemed a little uneasy: "If it was really Meimei who did it, what should I do?"

Zhou Wanwan comforted her, "Zhenyuan, we are just going to ask for clarification of the situation. Don't jump to conclusions too early."

Qianqian also echoed: "Yes, we believe in you and Chen Meimei."