After leaving a reply, she folded the A4 paper and stuffed it back.

"Is there any tape?"

After asking this question, Su Mu's intention was already obvious.

A clever waiter immediately ran to the room not far away and brought out a piece of tape.

Su Mu handed him the letter and pointed to the wall opposite.

"Post the letter, I want to see how powerful these people can be!"

If the eldest lady speaks, let alone posting a letter on the wall, no one will object even if she posts toilet paper.

Following her order, the waiter put the letter aside very neatly and wrapped it tightly with tape. It seemed that it greatly affected the beauty of the wall.

However, Su Mu was quite satisfied.

"Pick a few people, move two stools and sit here, and watch them for me in turns. I still don't believe it. So many pairs of eyes can't find even a single clue in the end?"

The waiters looked at each other.

This method sounds like it is specifically used to torment your own people. It is neither efficient nor likely to be a waste of work.

Why do people have to come here to get this reply?

If you were really that capable, you should know what you wrote by now.

However, Su Mu looked serious, and the waiters could only bow their heads in agreement.

After all, they have been upgraded from a mobile patrol to a permanent garrison. Being able to keep an eye on the safety of the eldest lady is much more important than finding this messenger.

"Miss!"

As soon as the letter was posted, the waiter who was assigned to check the surveillance trotted back.

He stood in front of Sumu, looking troubled.

"What? Deleted?"

Su Mu raised his eyebrows, not surprised.

Now that everyone has the ability to deliver letters to their doorsteps in a short period of time, eliminating traces is a piece of cake.

When she asked people to see it, she didn't have much hope.

But after he asked this question, the waiter's expression turned even weirder.

"It has not been deleted, but the people who appeared in it..."

He hesitated for a moment, and then added the second half of the sentence under Su Mu's confused gaze: "It's Assistant Wu."

Su Mu narrowed his eyes, "Did you read that correctly?"

The waiter wasn't sure either.

"I asked someone to send you the video file. It should be already..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Mu turned around and walked back to the room, picking up the cell phone placed on the coffee table.

It shows that three minutes ago, the person in charge of the surveillance department sent a ten-second video.

Su Mu clicked on it, read it once, and dragged the progress bar to the second when the sender showed his face.

In the picture, the person who seemed to have turned his head inadvertently exposed his entire face to surveillance by "quite a coincidence".

It was a face that Su Mu had seen many times and was already very familiar with.
Chapter completed!