The group walked out of the conference room, and the two door gods were still standing diligently.

Chloe took the lead and walked to the front in a hurry.

"You can stay here."

Taylor explained to the two security guards and slowly walked up the stairs.

When she walked out of the conference room, she was back to her original appearance, full of self-confidence, and she couldn't tell what she had gone through.

This acting can be developed into a movie.

Ethan was thinking wildly as he looked downstairs, the music was still there, but now it was a complete party scene.

The music, the wine, the conviviality, and the atmosphere upstairs don't fit in.

Two security personnel stood at the top of the stairs.

The third floor is Taylor's living area, and the staff are not allowed to go up unless there are special circumstances, and now these two people have easily crossed this boundary.

Such a situation makes them a little dissatisfied.

But the employer had already spoken, and they all didn't move, just exchanged glances.

Ethan looked around as he walked up.

On this, there are also no cameras, surveillance video and the like, so you don't have to think about it.

But it's normal, the entertainment industry has gone through so many incidents.

It is impossible for these public figures to pretend to be a bunch of cameras to take pictures of their daily lives, and it is easy to go wrong.

"Are you looking for surveillance?"

Taylor noticed Ethan's actions and thought he was curious about the lives of celebrities, but he found that the other party's eyes fell on the bare corner, and he immediately reacted.

"That's right."

Ethan smiled and nodded, nice to her senses.

She is a big star and a big celebrity, but she doesn't look as domineering as she imagined, except that she doesn't say much, there is nothing wrong with her.

"As soon as we go out, we face a myriad of cameras."

Taylor put his hands in his pockets, shrugged his shoulders and said, "The only place at home where you can avoid the camera." ”

Chloe flicked her arms and came to a door:

"This is it."

Taylor stood still, not in the slightest intention of going in.

Ethan unscrewed the door open and walked in with Hank, and Chloe hurriedly followed.

Although it is said that the people were called by themselves, they still have to keep an eye on it, for fear that they will flip around in it.

The bedding on the bed is gone.

Probably because the door was closed all day, there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

No one else could smell it, and Ethan could smell the familiar smell with a slight sniff, after all, this thing had been exposed to too much.

The agents in the back are eyeing each other, and they are not easy to make big moves.

"Dah."

After searching around, Ethan waved his hand and snapped his fingers, attracting the attention of the other two people in the room.

On the windowsill, clean and tidy.

It doesn't look like anything out of the ordinary.

Ethan blew lightly into the gap, and a few black grains rolled out of it.

Press your fingers on it and pick it up.

Twist your thumb and forefinger together, rub them gently, and then open your fingers.

It has an extra layer of earthy color.

Hank grabbed Ethan's hand and put it to his nose and sniffed it, a smell of earth.

He nodded and looked at the window.

It's tightly closed, but the handle is open.

"Did you come in from here?" A trembling voice sounded behind him, looking very frightened.

There was no movement in the room, so Taylor, driven by curiosity, walked in.

"If I'm not mistaken."

Ethan nudged into the window, "This is it." ”

A cold wind carried snowflakes through the window into the room, and Taylor hurriedly hugged his arms.

Ethan and Hank poked their heads out and looked outside.

The exterior of the house has many reliefs and uneven stripes, which in Ethan's opinion resembles a staircase.

On the wide windowsill, a flat layer of snow looks nothing out of the ordinary.

"There are no footprints."

Hank shook his head and said regretfully.

"That's not right."

Ethan thought of something, and stuck his index finger into the snow, only to sink into it.

"It's snowing all the time today, right?"

He looked at Hank and put his finger away, "The snow can't be this thick, it's been cleared here." ”

I took out my mobile phone again, turned it to the flashlight function, and shone it outside.

The light was faint, but you could still clearly see that the snow was much thinner in some places, although it was flat in a few places.

Hank also noticed the clue and nodded slowly.

"Bang."

Closing the window, Ethan looked at Taylor:

"Okay, you can confirm it."

"Whoever did such a thing to you, that person climbed up from behind."

"Why?" Taylor took a few steps back, sat down in his chair, and said blankly, "What kind of person would do this to me?" ”

As soon as the other party came, they found clues.

I rummaged for a long time today, but I didn't notice the difference between the little mud in the crack and the depth of the snow.

Chloe was completely convinced, and looked at Ethan and Hank seriously:

"Please, please help us find that pervert."

"You first compile a list of people who know that Taylor lives in this room, and give me a list." Hank waved his hand and said, "There aren't many people who know this." ”

Now that I've come here, of course, I'm rushing to solve things.

If such a big star is killed in Chicago, it will be a CPD face.

"Not much."

Chloe nodded hurriedly: "There are only a dozen people, and it will be done soon." ”

As she spoke, she took out a tablet from her backpack and quickly dialed it.

Taylor, on the side, still sat dumbfounded.

The thought of someone standing by the bed staring at her last night in this room, and shoving a cat's head into her bed, made her scalp tingle.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Ethan knelt down on one knee and looked at the girl with short blond hair.

"I'm fine."

Taylor came back to his senses, his fingers darling across the corners of his eyes, squeezing out a smile.

The things she has experienced in her life tell her that if she can't show her vulnerable side to others, those wicked people will only gain an inch.

"Listen to me."

Ethan looked at her and said in a deep voice, "It doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter what that person does. ”

"It's clear that the guy is watching your every move."

"Or, it's easy to know what you're doing."

"If I say that person is insane, I think you should agree, right?"

"Hmm."

Not only Taylor, but Chloe next to her also nodded.

It's not a neuropathy, and I don't know what it looks like.

"You need to maintain a perfect image in a public place, I understand that." Ethan continued: "But in private, do whatever you want and don't suppress your emotions. ”

"Why?" Hank asked, puzzled.

"If I were that neurotic." Ethan stood up and closed his eyes:

"The reason I didn't kill you last night was because I enjoyed that fun and wanted to see your fearful side."

"That makes me feel like I'm affecting you."

"Your world, with my existence."

"If you don't have any reaction." Ethan snapped his eyes open and stared at Taylor, "I'm going to be upset, I'm going crazy." ”

"I'll definitely do something to come out again and let you know what it means to be afraid."

Thank you Yunshu ‖ Venus for your support, thank you

(End of chapter)