Juliana Lewis looked at intercepting the mailbox, but finally ignored it.
She already knew Stewart Morris, and the more indifferent she was, the more anxious he became, and the more he would reveal things to himself.
Sure enough, after a while, Stewart Morris's phone came.
Once or twice, Juliana Lewis pressed the phone off.
The third time, Juliana Lewis answered the phone. His voice was crisp but polite: "Hello, I'm Juliana Lewis. Who are you?"
Stewart Morris frowned at the polite voice of landing wine. "I'm Stewart Morris."
Juliana Lewis gave a polite voice, which suddenly cooled down. "What can I do for Mr. Mu?"
Stewart Morris: "Juliana Lewis, I sent you a text message. Don't pretend to be with me."
Juliana Lewis was very MoMo and pretended not to understand: "Did Mr. Mu send me a text message? Sorry, I haven't seen it, because I set up to intercept strange information."
Juliana Lewis really set up the function of intercepting strange information.