Boom.

The door was closed and the taxi drove away.

There was a lot of noise all around.

Ronan looked up at the tall buildings in front of him. The traffic that honks is intertwined with the flow of people.

Or this location, Doyle Street, that financial company.

It's just that the mood is completely different from when I first came.

There were many people of the opposite sex along the street who slowed down and looked at Ronan.

Just like a man sees a beautiful woman, he wants to take two more eyes and feast his eyes.

I took out my phone and glanced at the time, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

Ronan straightened his tie and stepped into the office.

Press the elevator to come to the floor of the Human Resources Department.

As he reached the top of the stairs, he suddenly had a bold idea.

Catherine, on that floor above, why don't you go and see?

Before he could step on the steps, he was cut off by an invisible wall of air, completely breaking off this thought.

What kind of old ruler is this, is it so high that even the system is putting an end to contact?

After complaining, Ronan entered the human resources department.

Looking around, quite a few people are packing their things.

He went straight to the woman's desk where he called Lina last time, and said, "You're going to get off work?"

The woman was squatting to pack up the papers, when she heard the voice, she glanced up, her eyes were full of surprise and joy: "No...... No. Is there anything you can do? I can get off work when I'm done. ”

"Wait a minute. Ronan found a chair in front of her desk and sat down, "Wait until they get off work, there are a lot of people here." ”

His original intention was to wait for the people to leave and use charm to obtain information.

If you ask directly, you may be deliberately embarrassed and teased, wasting time.

For convenience, it's not bad for these minutes.

The woman seemed to have misunderstood something, and seemed very excited.

As soon as five o'clock arrived, the employees on the floor left work one after another.

A few women saw that there was a handsome guy staying here, and they wanted to stay a little longer, asking for a mobile phone number or something, but she bombed them out.

Soon, only she and Ronan were left on this floor.

"Come here. The woman led him to a corner, deliberately twisted her waist, and her eyes were full of waves: "There is no monitoring here, you can do anything." ”

Ronan was amused and shook his head, "Look into my eyes." ”

A touch of pink flashed through her eyes.

Seduction succeeds.

"Pull up my staff profile. ”

"Good...... Good. ”

The two returned to their desks, and as the woman crackled on the keyboard, an employee profile came up.

In the address column, fill in 11 Washington Street.

In the emergency contact column, a phone number was left and the name of the note was Parker.

Ronan took out his phone and dialed it.

"Hey, who's that?" said a man's voice on the other end of the line.

It doesn't sound very old.,It's likely to be a former friend or good friend of the ontology.。

"It's me. ”

"Bruce, where the hell are you dead, it's been off for days. The voice on the phone was a little displeased: "It's almost time to pay the rent, don't expect me to help you pay in advance." ”

Listening to his description, it looks like a roommate in the ontology room.

Ronan pondered his words, trying to confirm the authenticity of the address: "It's nothing, Parker, I'll be right back." By the way, somebody wants to send me something, what's our house number?"

"11 Washington Street. There was a sound of a shower on the other end of the phone, as if he was preparing to take a bath: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I can even forget the house number, are you playing with a rich woman?" ”

Hanging up, Ronan read the archive in the taxi more than ten minutes ago.

At this time, the taxi had just pulled into Doyle Street.

Ronan pushed the driver's seat: "Trouble to Washington Street, thank you." ”

"Okay. ”

Anyway, it was a metered drive, and the driver didn't say much, just turned the right steering wheel to change lanes and drove south.

More than twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived at its destination.

Washington Street is located in Lower Manhattan, directly across from Washington Park, and has extensive green coverage.

Quite a few passers-by, walking under the iconic arches.

After paying to get out of the car, Ronan quickly found number 11 according to the house number.

It is a high-end building with two floors.

"Ding-dong. ”

Ronan didn't have a key on him, so he rang the doorbell directly.

After five or six rings, there was a thumping sound from inside.

Immediately after, the door opened.

A young man in his twenties wiped his head with a bath towel, topless, and musculine, which should be Parker on the phone.

"Where have you been these days?" Parker muttered, "I don't take you like this when I play missing, if it drags on for another two days, maybe I'll go to the police station to report the disappearance." ”

Ronan smiled awkwardly and entered the room to close the door: "How much?"

"Huh?"

Ronan reminded, "How much is the rent?"

"Oh, two thousand. ”

Seeing Ronan take out two thousand dollars and hand it over, Parker's eyes narrowed, and he glanced back and forth at him: "Honestly, where did you get the money?"

"You don't have to worry about that. With that, Ronan walked upstairs.

"Yo, this guy seems to be more handsome. Parker looked at his back and smacked his mouth: "Tut-tut, with a woman's moisture, it's just different." ”

Ronan was so angry and funny about this roommate that he didn't bother to say anything.

When you go to the second floor, there is a room on the left and right.

The door on the right opens, and there is still rhythmic music playing inside, which is supposed to be Parker's room.

Ronan came to the door on the left, and with a twist, the door opened.

The room is about 20 square meters, and there are not many furnishings in the room.

On the right side of the door, against the wall, there is a desk, next to a large wardrobe.

To the left of the entrance door are several cabinets, a bed, and some miscellaneous items piled up in the corner.

In addition to scattered books, there are bottles and cans of things like cosmetics on the desk.

It seems that the body used to pay a lot of attention to maintenance.

Ronan checked the inside of the house, and there were no useful clues except for various materials and household items.

It's a shame.

After a while, Parker pushed the door open and walked in.

He is still ** upper body, holding a half-bitten hot dog in his hand.

Catching a glimpse of Ronan's mobile phone on the desk, Parker said sourly: "There is still money for a new one, it's a good mix." ”

After that, he picked up his mobile phone and tinkered with it, looked up and asked, "Why did you change your password?"

Ronan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Looking at Parker's performance, it is likely that he knows the password.

Ronan cleared his throat and said, "How do you know my password?"

"19760624, you changed it back and forth and used your birthday as a password, and I memorized it all, so it wasn't challenging at all. Parker put the phone back on the desk, swallowed the rest of the hot dog, and raised his eyebrows: "What, which woman set the password for you this time?"

"Get out and get out. Ronan stepped forward and shoved Parker out of the house.

"Hey, don't push, don't push. Parker reached out and grabbed the door frame, squeezed his eyebrows, and said with a cheap smile: "Last time, that senior girl, help me introduce me, the one with the extra legs." ”

"Let's talk about it. Ronan pushed Parker out and locked the door.

Coming to the bedside, he took out his body's mobile phone.

Try the password, it's on!

After Ronan unlocked it, the first thing he did was to flip through the photo album.

Unfortunately, there are no art photos of the kind taken by Mr. Chen.

In the call log, there is a series of missed calls.

In addition to Parker, there is also a number that is noted as the butler, which is the most called.

Yo, butler?

Ronan nodded proudly, it seems that the previous guess was indeed correct.

Those who can hire housekeepers must be rich people.

So, the ontology is really a rich second generation?

Ronan coughed dryly and pressed the call back button.

After a brief busy tone, the phone went through......