Chapter 1215 Club Solstice's External Agent

Wynter glanced at them. "No need to trouble the technician team. Get them to handle the data archive. I'll handle the chat logs myself." Everyone in the room was rendered speechless. Were all new crime specialists so versatile nowadays? Joanne, who stood beside Wynter, didn't speak any further. Instead, she picked up the documents Wynter had placed on the table earlier. She saw that Wynter had written something on the paper. Joanne's eyes widened in surprise as she read the words on the paper. She knew that the Special Unit's members were extraordinary, but seeing it firsthand was different. Wynter had only flipped through the pile of documents casually, yet she remembered everything and identified obvious clues. Joanne had heard of geniuses who could quickly summarize and find patterns among a mass of data. Indeed, the Special Unit was not for ordinary people. She glanced at the documents again. The word "accomplice" was particularly noticeable. There was a note next to it, say