As he spoke, Chris stared at the three people on the ground, his eyes fixed on their builder uniforms. "How did you get the uniform?"
The man who had been kicked earlier answered stupidly, "After leaving the cafe, we followed the route given by the other party and got this uniform at the designated public restroom."
Chris turned and returned the phone to Clifford. He paced, then left a sentence. "Check their clothing line too and give me all the details tomorrow morning."
His bodyguard immediately responded behind him. This sort of thing would be easier to check.
Chris then took Clifford back to the car, the two sat in the back. Neither of them spoke for a while.
As the men were loaded into another car by the bodyguards, Clifford turned to look at Chris. "Young master, of the 21 people, I'm afraid only one is actually the real perpetrator."