My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Even before I could say anything, I was rejected.

Ethan scratched his head, spread his hands and said: "Now that the person has been caught, there is no use for me to stay here."

"I have the final say on this."

Taylor said excitedly: "I think you are very useful."

When she spoke, she placed her hands beside her thighs, clenched her fists, and her voice was trembling.

"You'd better stay."

Seeing her like this, Hank patted Ethan on the shoulder.

"That's right."

Chloe also had a nervous look on her face at this time. When she received the call just now, she was almost scared out of her wits and drove all the way over.

Fortunately, Taylor was not injured in any way.

Now Ethan has once again proven that he does have the ability to protect Taylor.

Regardless of whether the pervert was caught or not, Chloe didn't want Ethan to leave. Now was the most critical time. She would do anything to help stabilize Taylor's mood.

"I have an acoustic guitar."

Taylor thought of something and said quickly: "Sir McCartney gave it to me, and it has his signature on it."

"Miss Swift!"

Ethan's eyes lit up and he said without hesitation: "I'm glad to continue serving you."

"asshole."

Chloe cursed secretly, but the other party no longer asked to leave, and she felt much more at ease.

She kind of got a feel for the character of the person in front of her. Besides, the contract she signed before had no binding clauses on Ethan.

If he really wanted to leave, I probably wouldn't be able to stop him.

As for Hank, he had already received orders from the bureau, and now everything must be done to ensure that the concert goes smoothly.

Taylor's repeated safety incidents have even alarmed the mayor of Chicago, not to mention the director.

If something bad happens, the director's position will be shaken.

Facts have proved that Ethan staying here can really help a lot.

Even if Taylor and Chloe didn't speak, he would persuade Ethan to stay, at least to ensure that similar situations would not happen again in Chicago in the next few days.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Hank stopped lingering.

He also wanted to go back as soon as possible to interrogate the guy just now and find out about the explosives.

Chloe also had countless things to deal with. She stayed for a while to calm down Taylor's emotions, and then hurriedly walked out of the room.

In order not to alarm others, Bellis and Taylor could only pack up the clothes that had just been knocked to the ground, while Ethan was wandering around freely inside.

Now Taylor no longer mentioned asking him to go out. While packing his clothes, he would look back from time to time.

For no other reason than to be afraid that he would leave suddenly.

No matter how superstar she is, she is still a girl in her twenties. It would be great if her emotions can be stabilized when encountering this kind of thing.

Regardless of the two people behind him, Ethan looked at the ground carefully.

A line of faint shoe prints ran along the window to where the clothes were hung. It was here that the stalker was probably frightened by Ethan's knock on the door.

The shoe prints turned around and headed towards the corner where he had escaped from just now.

When Ethan was about to walk towards the window, his head struck like lightning.

Something's wrong, something's not right.

He quickly squatted down and looked at the shoe prints on the ground. They were made up of some snow powder and dust and looked quite obvious.

I rubbed the carpet vigorously with my fingers. The stain did not disappear, but became more obvious.

Seeing this, his face darkened.

Get up and walk quickly to the window.

On the windowsill here, there is also a deep footprint. Looking outside, it is still several meters high from the ground.

There are many protruding places on the outer wall of the arena. The pervert just climbed up from here, and the snow was trampled into a mess.

"What are you looking at?"

After putting things away, Taylor walked over with arms crossed.

"Wait a moment."

Ethan smiled at her, took out his mobile phone and dialed:

"where are you?"

"Hospital, outside the operating room." Hank's voice came from the other side: "You were too harsh just now. That man broke at least two ribs."

Ethan said in a deep voice: "I have a bad premonition."

"you say."

"I suspect he is not the person we are looking for, or in other words, he is not the only person we are looking for."

"What's the meaning?"

"Out of curiosity, I checked the scene. The work was too rough and different from last night."

"You mean the person who sneaked into the room that night was not this guy?"

"I hope my guess is wrong."

"But that doesn't make sense. Forget it, I'll start the interrogation as soon as the guy finishes the operation."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Ethan looked across.

Taylor took two steps back and said with trembling lips: "What do you mean by these words?"

"This is just a guess on my part."

Seeing this, Ethan quickly comforted him: "Maybe I'm overthinking it, you don't have to worry."

"Your guess?"

Taylor clenched his fists: "Can I ask, when you come up with this kind of guess, what is the chance of it coming true?"

After thinking about it, Ethan stretched out a finger.

"10%"

Taylor immediately relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's acceptable."

Seeing her like this, Ethan was embarrassed to say 100%.

Taylor has been frightened enough. There is no need to scare her anymore. Let's wait until the results from Hank's side come out.

Closing the window firmly, Ethan wanted to walk out of the room.

But Taylor stopped him and urged him to stay inside.

He had no choice but to sit on the sofa and listen to the two people on the bed next to him tossing and turning.

The break ended quickly and the rehearsals continued in the afternoon.

Taylor's concentration was much worse at this time, and he looked at Ethan next to him from time to time, making the others look confused.

After making several mistakes in a row, she forced herself to calm down.

The rehearsal process was finally going smoothly.

After the crowd dispersed, Ethan's cell phone finally rang. After interrogation by Hank and the others, it was found that the man who was taken away not long ago was the stalker who sent the threatening letters.

However, he firmly denied the bomb incident and did not know anything about it.

His identity and background were also revealed. He was an enthusiastic fan with some spare money, and he used the money to buy Taylor's whereabouts from the paparazzi.

From Los Angeles, all the way to Chicago.

And without any background in explosives, it would be impossible to complete such a delicate task as the bomb cake.

"I can continue the interrogation."

Hank said on the other end of the phone: "But based on experience, I believe he is telling the truth."

"And it just confirms what you said."

"This is not good news." Ethan said silently, looking at Taylor who was resting not far away.

"That's right."

Hank's hoarse voice continued: "You have to be careful, we will seize the time to continue following up on the clues we have."

"knew!"

Ethan nodded and hung up the phone.