Chapter 1201 - 1209: It’s a DSLR Camera

Rachel Miller opened the documents and pressed play, and the video started.

After watching it once, Jane Sampson’s frown deepened.

As the footage on the computer came to an auto stop, Bright Sampson turned his head to look at Jane Sampson and asked, "Sister, do you see anything? This guy came twice, each time with the same bag, and it seemed like he treasured it so much that he held it in his arms the whole way from the entrance to the room. It looks quite heavy."

Bright Sampson stood up and gestured with his pen, "With such a big bag, and even equipped with handles, under normal circumstances, we would choose to carry it directly in our hand, which wouldn’t block our view. Why did this guy opt to hold it? So, what’s the treasure inside?"

"A camera," Jane Sampson blurted out. "It’s a DSLR camera."

In the video, after the guy got into the elevator, he reached into the bag in his arms to arrange it, and for a brief second, the video caught the sight of something black in his palm, but quickly, without taking it out of the bag, he put it back.

But for Jane Sampson, who was once addicted to photography, had played with photography, and still had many DSLR cameras at home, it only took her one glance to recognize what was in the bag.

It was a DSLR camera.

Judging by the way the bag bulged, there should also be a disassembled tripod inside.

"Why would a gambler be carrying a DSLR camera in the hotel?" Sister Shaw asked suspiciously, "And this person is a dedicated gambler, so how could he have something as valuable as a DSLR camera? This guy even sold his old color TV to a trash collector to pay for cigarettes and alcohol."

If he couldn’t even keep an old color TV, even if he had the money to buy a DSLR camera before, how could he still have it?

"Little Jane, why are you suddenly keen on investigating the person in Guest Room 1933?" This was what Sister Shaw had always found strange.

"Because yesterday, someone asked my sister to meet in Guest Room 1933. At that time, I didn’t think too much of it and got over-excited. Thinking that nothing would happen with me around, I curiously dragged my sister along. But after we got into the elevator, my sister pulled me back out," Bright Sampson was not foolish enough to blurt out that Jane Sampson wasn’t his biological sister.

And now, after watching so many videos, Bright Sampson truly wished he could slap himself twice.

Why had he been so rash?

If it weren’t for his sister keeping calm and promptly taking him away yesterday, what kind of deep trouble could he have caused for his sister to fall into?

"Do you need any other help?" Rachel Miller saw that Jane Sampson had not spoken up and asked another question.

"First of all, thank you, President Miller, but I won’t need anything else. However, may I boldly ask for a copy of all the video files from the USB flash drive and the documents on this person?" Although Jane Sampson wanted to find the person and ask directly, she had only met Rachel Miller for the second time.

Miller had helped her so much so far, perhaps due to Oliver Brownstone.

Jane Sampson had already left Oliver Brownstone’s company, and she wasn’t such close friends with him, so naturally, she felt uncomfortable further troubling a friend of Oliver Brownstone, using up his goodwill and connections.

Some things just weren’t appropriate to ask others to investigate.