Roderick picked up his phone and immediately found his good friend Bryson's number, and dialed it.
"Hello, Roderick, it's so late. Is there anything you want to ask me?" Bryson's voice came over.
"Bryson, do me a favor and help me find out who the guest is who is staying at the International Faddish Center's room 1034 tonight."
"Why are you asking about this?"
"It is said that some of my son's mother's best friend dropped something. It is said that it was picked up by the guest in this room. I would like to know who picked it up."
"There's no need to check, I know who it is." Bryson said in a very confident voice.
"Oh! Who is it?"
"It's me!"
"What? Did you pick up the girl's things?"
"I've picked it up and I'm not going to return it."
"Oh!" What happened?" Roderick understood Bry
