After the battle with the Thunder, the Lakers players reached a new peak, and nothing is more exciting than winning such a game.

After the game was over, Tang Shuai originally wanted to talk to Walton. After all, Walton was able to boldly let him play at the last moment, which was a good opportunity to eliminate the gap between the two. However, when the game ended, Walton had already left the stadium early, and Xiao didn't know where he went.

The Lakers players celebrated in the locker room for a while before returning.

Shuai Tang and Stephenson came out of the locker room with their arms around each other, walked through the passage, and were about to walk out when suddenly a large group of fans guarding the hall rushed towards them.

All this happened too unexpectedly. Usually, fans will be stopped outside the arena by security guards after the game.

Tang Shuai turned around and looked at it. There were no security guards around. It was probably because they had been celebrating in the locker room for too long, and the security guards had already gotten off work.

"Tang!Tang!"

Fans rushed towards them like crazy, with men and women, mostly young people, probably students nearby.

Tang Shuai hurriedly reached out to signal the fans not to rush. If this came up in a swarm, good things would turn into bad things.

When fans saw Tang Shuai's actions, they stopped quickly and could see that the group of people were still very rational.

"Tang, you finally came out. We have been waiting here for more than half an hour!" a fan shouted.

"We are afraid that you will leave through another door. When the security guard leaves, they will come in immediately. Tang, sign me an autograph!" Some fans raised their jerseys in their hands and shouted loudly from the outside of the fans.

"Tang, let's take a photo with me!" The female fan in the front row couldn't wait to step forward.

Stephenson looked at Tang Shuai with a little enviousness and said jokingly: "This is the trouble caused by being too famous."

Tang Shuai smiled, then reached out and said, "Come one by one, don't be messed up, I will try my best to meet your requirements."

After saying that, he turned around and whispered to Stephenson: "Lance, go and check the goal, don't let more fans come in, otherwise we won't be able to leave."

Stephenson nodded understandingly and squeezed out of the fan group.

"We'll come here." Tang Shuai led the fans from the hall to the passage, and then began to "service".

What he learned from Griffin was particularly patient with fans.

This busy work lasted for more than half an hour. After satisfying the wishes of all the fans and finally taking a photo with everyone, he was truly liberated.

After seeing off the fans, Tang Shuai couldn't help but stretch his waist.

"Are you tired?" Stephenson looked at Tang Shuai and said with a smile, "You have to adapt slowly. There are many loyal fans of the Lakers. Maybe one day you will encounter something crazier."

Tang Shuai nodded with a wry smile. Although he was unwilling to admit it, the Lakers' foundation is indeed much deeper than the Clippers.

"Okay, let's go back early, otherwise it would be really late." Tang Shuai put away his smile, reached out to look at his watch and said.

Stephenson nodded, and the two went to the parking garage.

Tang Shuai got into the car, opened the car, and habitually prepared to take out his cell phone before driving, but he couldn't touch his cell phone once he touched his pocket.

He was stunned for a moment, then touched the other pocket, but there was no.

He looked left and right at both sides of the seat, then got up and looked at the ground, with no sign of his cell phone.

A look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he began to recall the last time he used his phone.

After the game, he took his cell phone to look at the time, then put it in his pocket to attend the press conference, and it seemed that he had never used it again.

He tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember where he put it for a moment.

"Ding"

At this moment, Stephenson drove to his car and honked the horn.

Tang Shuai lowered the car window and then heard Stephenson's questioning in confusion: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the car?"

Tang Shuai shook his head: "I don't know where to throw my phone."

"Mobile phone?" Stephenson saw Tang Shuai clicking the ball, and then said, "I'll give you a try."

After saying that, he picked up his cell phone and called out. After a while, he said, "It's done."

Tang Shuai breathed a sigh of relief. If he read it, it would mean that he was not stolen or something.

But soon, Stephenson couldn't help frowning, put down his phone, turned to look at Tang Shuai and said, "No one answered."

"No one answered?" Tang Shuai frowned. When Stephenson called, he went to listen to the sound, but there was no ringing around, or even no vibration.

"Will it be in the locker room?" Stephenson asked.

"I don't know either." Tang Shuai shook his head, turned off the car, and then said, "No, I have to go up and check it out. I have the number in my phone. If I lose it, I will have a lot of trouble."

"Well, wait for me a while, I'll go up with you." Seeing Tang Shuai's anxious look, Stephenson drove the car to a nearby parking space and stopped, and then got out of the car.

The two returned to the locker room and searched in the closet. They even looked through the player passage and the office at the press conference, but they didn't see half of the picture, and they called several times, but there was no sound.

"It's strange." There was no sign of finding it in the end, and Stephenson also looked puzzled.

Tang Shuai was also confused. He scratched his head and said, "I remember putting it in my pocket at that time and never took it out."

"Recalling again, what did you do after you took out your phone for the last time."

"I put my phone in my pocket and went to the press conference, and then I took a shower. Oh, by the way, I took it out when I changed my clothes, but I remember put it in my pocket again, and then I came out with you, and then we met those fans, and after that we ended up we went to the garage, here."

"Fan!" Stephenson interrupted Tang Shuai's words.

"Fan?" Tang Shuai was stunned, and then understood what Stephenson meant, "You mean, my phone was stolen by the fans?"

"It's not necessarily a steal, but the only place where you can lose your phone is there." Stephenson said as if he had already transformed into Sherlock Holmes and said.

Tang Shuaichen thought about it and it was indeed the case that the phone could not disappear out of thin air, it should have been lost at that time.

After thinking for a while, he immediately spoke, "I'll call James and ask him to find someone. There should be surveillance in the lobby at the door, and you should know after searching for it."

"Well, I'll give you my phone." Stephenson said and handed over his phone.

Although he doesn't remember most numbers, he still remembers people like Duffy who contacts often. After taking Stephenson's phone, he quickly called.

After a while, the phone was answered, and a very polite question mark came from there: "Hello?"

"James, it's me, Don, are you sleeping now? Not yet? You come here and you call the staff at the stadium? What's wrong? I lost my phone."

After a while of explanation, Tang Shuai and Stephenson went to the hall.

After searching around there but not finding the phone, they walked to the front desk and waited for Duffy to come.

After about ten minutes, a person dressed in a security guard rushed to the door. It seemed that Duffy should have called him first.

"Don, sorry, I'm late." The security guard hurried in and introduced himself, "I'm Jensen Water, just call me Water."

"Mr. Watt, please trouble you." Tang Shuai said politely.

"It should be, it should be." Watt was very happy after hearing this, and soon said that the computer at the front desk began to retrieve the surveillance video.

Shuai Tang and Stephenson followed him and stood behind him.

There were two cameras in the hall, one on the left and right, and Walter quickly recalled all the videos after the game.

The video progressed for a long time and quickly moved forward to the moment when Shuai Tang and Stephenson came in.

As time passed, their eyes were still looking at each other, but soon they discovered a problem.

The two cameras in the hall are round and can monitor most of the locations, but at the moment of the exit of the passage, the position where Tang Shuai took the fans to the camera was exactly the camera dead corner. The three of them looked back and forth several times, but they couldn't find any valuable clues.

"How is it?" Just as they were about to watch it for the third time, Duffy finally arrived.

Tang Shuai shook his head: "This is the destiny of me to throw away my phone. I happened to bring the fans to the surveillance corner."

"What a coincidence?" Duffy was speechless. When he walked behind them, he also watched the video.

"How about I'll give you a new phone and you can find the contact information again." Stephenson said after seeing the scene of the fans leaving but still not finding any valuable clues.

"It's not a problem with a mobile phone. Some of the contact information inside are from my former friend. If it is lost, it will be gone. There are many photos of me and Su," Tang Shuai said.

"That's going to be troublesome." Stephenson also looked helpless.

"Stop it." At this moment, Duffy suddenly stopped Watt.

After the screen was frozen, he then asked Walter to enlarge the screen.

Shuai Tang and Stephenson looked at Duffy curiously, not knowing what he was selling.

Duffy didn't keep it a secret, and then said, "Look at this place, these people are leaving apart. The resolution of the camera is enough to distinguish their face shape. Although it is a little troublesome, if you compare one by one, I still have a way to find their personal information."

"Yes! Compare the facial makeup!" Stephenson suddenly realized.

Tang Shuai was also happy. He knew that Duffy was a computer expert, and with his relationship network, it should not be difficult to find a few people.

If that's the case, it's really very possible to retrieve the phone.
Chapter completed!