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The factory’s performance was not good, and even the security guard at the entrance appeared lazy.

When Purple Summers and Marcel Jefferson arrived, the security guard didn’t even ask them any questions, just dozing off in his booth.

Perhaps he saw Marcel wearing a suit and assumed he was a business partner of the boss. As long as they didn’t seem like crooks, the security guard didn’t care.

It was the first time both Marcel and Purple had visited the factory. Though they had seen the case files, being on-site was a different feeling.

Marcel looked around according to the information provided and pointed to a camera above the entrance. He said to Purple, “It should be this one. There are two cameras by the entrance, one facing inwards and one outwards. The outward-facing camera can capture the road outside.”

Purple tilted her head upward, carefully inspecting the camera and then gazing at the road in front of the factory gate lost in thought.

Marcel ran to the security booth on his own to ask the guard, “Where are the trash cans around here?”

The guard looked at him with a puzzled expression and pointed to the side.

Following the direction, Marcel saw the trash cans by the wall, nodded, and said thank you: “Oh… saw them, thanks.”

Purple was confused, “Why are you looking for the trash cans?”

Marcel was taken aback and asked her, “… Don’t we need to search the garbage?”

“Why would we need to search the garbage?” Purple was even more puzzled.

Seeing Purple’s reaction, Marcel wondered if he had misunderstood her. Did they really not need to search the garbage this time?

How embarrassing—he had even prepared gloves…

He mumbled, “I thought… it would be like last time…”

“Let’s go check the surveillance footage,” Purple said, not hearing what Marcel had said, focusing on the case at hand.

The two then approached the security guard once again, requesting to watch the surveillance footage from November 2nd.

Perhaps because the local police had been regularly visiting the factory to check surveillance footage, the guard showed no emotion and led them to the office to pull up the November 2nd footage.

“This is pause, this is fast-forward… there you go, the USB port is here. If you want to copy, you can also use Bluetooth, but don’t touch other files,” the guard explained before leaving lazily.

The surveillance video from the day of the crime had been previously collected as evidence and preserved in the case file by the police.

Now, Purple and Marcel watched the footage again at fast-forward speed at the factory.

No vehicles passed the factory entrance within the estimated time of the crime.

The two watched the screen in silence, the video revealing nothing.

After a while, a light bulb went off in Marcel’s head, saying, “Caspian Maple said Nana Rowe got into the car around 5:30 p.m. The police checked the footage from around that time. But could it possibly have been later?”

With this idea in mind, Marcel felt he had never been more intelligent!

“The criminal might have parked the car halfway! Because they knew there was a surveillance camera ahead, they deliberately delayed the time, like… waiting until 8 or 9 p.m., when it was dark, to drive by!”

Purple pondered, “There’s a possibility…”

Eagerly, Marcel dragged the video backward, hoping to find new clues.

But the results were disappointing.

No vehicles had passed—not just at 8 or 9 p.m.—they watched the footage in fast-forward until the next day without seeing any vehicles passing by.

Purple thought for a moment and said, “Let’s check the surveillance footage inside the gate.”

Marcel hesitated but then said, “But the inward-facing camera doesn’t have a view of the road.”

“Not necessarily needing to see the road. As long as there is something unusual, it could become a clue,” Purple replied.