Brian Carter's gaze lingered on the pixiu for a few seconds before moving away, then he walked up to an employee and asked, "How long has this pixiu been placed here?"

"It seems to have been here for more than half a year."

Because Brian Carter had come in with several police officers, the employee assumed Brian Carter was also a police officer and answered truthfully.

"Looking at how bright this pixiu is, it seems you wipe it every day," Brian Carter continued to ask.

"Of course, our boss personally invited it here, and every day our manager wipes it himself." The employee nodded vigorously, though there was a hint of indifference on his face.

"I see."

Brian Carter didn't ask anything else and headed upstairs to the second floor. There was a security guard at the entrance, but he also assumed Brian Carter was a police officer and didn't stop him.

He made his way smoothly to the second floor, where Brian Carter's gaze immediately landed on the safe room in the center.

The door to the safe room was open at the moment, so Brian Carter could see inside at a glance. In the southeast corner of the room, the door of a safe was open, and it was completely empty inside.

It was obvious that this was the safe where the stolen gold jewelry had been kept.

At this moment, the safe room was empty. Brian Carter walked up to the safe, reached his right hand inside to the very bottom, while his eyes looked in another direction of the room.

"This position, this distance is just right. So that's how it is. Not a bad trick."

A smile appeared on Brian Carter's face, because he finally understood how the gold jewelry had disappeared. Now, all that was left was to find out who had actually stolen the gold jewelry.

But just then, a cold, questioning voice suddenly sounded from the doorway.

"Who are you?"

At the entrance of the safe room, Emily Parker stood there with a cold expression. When she saw Brian Carter inside, her face immediately darkened, and she cursed the police officers in her heart. This was a crime scene, and yet they let others in before collecting evidence—truly no sense of organization or discipline.

As a detective in the criminal police team, she normally wouldn't handle a theft case like this. But the owner of this store was her uncle, and earlier her uncle had called to say that over three million yuan worth of gold jewelry had been stolen by an employee, so she came over.

"I'm just here to take a look."

Although Emily Parker wasn't in uniform, Brian Carter could tell at a glance that she was a police officer—there was no mistaking that unique aura.

Brian Carter smiled and was about to leave, but Emily Parker had no intention of letting him go so easily. With a cold face, she said, "This is a theft scene. It's illegal for unauthorized personnel to enter. If you can't clearly explain your purpose here, I have the right to take you back to the station for investigation."

Hearing Emily Parker's words, Brian Carter spread his hands and looked at her cold, beautiful face. He believed this icy policewoman would do exactly as she said, so he could only speak up:

"I came in here to verify something, but now I've already got my answer."

"Verify something? What could you possibly verify here?" Emily Parker's pretty face showed confusion at Brian Carter's words. "Stop making things up. Tell me honestly why you came in here."

"My purpose is simple. I don't believe Eric Foster is the one who stole the gold jewelry. I came here to find the real thief, and now at least I know how the thief managed to steal the gold jewelry."

Emily Parker's beautiful brows furrowed. She had already seen the suspect Eric Foster in the lobby earlier. To be honest, she also found it hard to believe Eric Foster would do such a thing, but all the evidence pointed to Eric Foster. As a police officer, she had to trust evidence, not intuition.

"If you're willing to cooperate with me, officer, I believe we can quickly catch the real gold thief."

Emily Parker's gaze kept sizing up Brian Carter. As a police officer—and a beautiful one at that—she knew just how intimidating her stare could be. Many of her colleagues in the criminal police team didn't dare meet her eyes, but this man in front of her always had a calm expression.

"How do you want me to cooperate with you?" After a while, Emily Parker finally made up her mind. She wanted to see how this man would find the real gold thief.

"It's simple. When we go downstairs in a moment, just move that pixiu in the middle of the lobby," Brian Carter said.

"That's it?"

Emily Parker waited for a while and saw that Brian Carter had nothing more to say. Her pretty face immediately showed anger, feeling that Brian Carter was playing her for a fool.

Move a pixiu and you'll know who the gold thief is? What, is the pixiu going to start talking?

"That pixiu really can tell you who the gold thief is. Anyway, you have nothing to lose. If you can't find the thief, you can come after me later."

Emily Parker was stunned. This man actually knew what she was thinking, especially with those eyes of his, as if he could see right through people.