The middle-aged man took the tablet and looked at the screen. A video was playing on it, and judging from the angle, it had clearly been taken from the casino's surveillance footage.
In the video, a woman suddenly tugged at her collar and pointed at a fat man, shouting that he was harassing her.
A man then rushed over and kicked the fat man, causing considerable chaos.
The woman in the white dress said, "The time they caused the disturbance was neither early nor late. It happened to be the moment Mr. Fan went upstairs, so I have reason to suspect that these two were among the culprits."
The middle-aged man offered no comment and moved on to the second video. In it, several people could be seen coming down the stairs.
The most conspicuous was a man in a floral shirt and sunglasses who looked like a nouveau riche heir.
Beside him was a cutely dressed girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. She seemed to be the nouveau riche man's daughter.
Aside from those two,
there was also a black-haired man in front of them, carrying a golf bag.
At that moment, the middle-aged man noticed something.
There was an empty space between the black-haired man carrying the golf bag and the nouveau riche father and daughter behind him.
That empty space was just large enough for one person.
Furthermore,
the three of them maintained this distance all the way until they left the casino.
As they passed through the crowd, the black-haired man in front would always shove people aside and prevent anyone from entering the empty space behind him.
"Could it be..."
The middle-aged man paused the recording and turned the screen toward the two women. He pointed at the empty space between the