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The corridor was dim. With a small flashlight, they could faintly see the closed door of each room.

Chad led Lyra onward, with the housekeeper following behind.

They opened a door. And it was a study.

The light in the study was capable of being turned on.

Chad waved at the two soldiers who were still waiting outside the iron door. Then they immediately trotted over and pretended to rummage through the study for the stolen earrings.

Chad then led Lyra and proceeded to open the door to another room.

The housekeeper took a deep and nervous breath, and continued to follow them.

The door was opened and it was a vacant bedroom with carved wooden furniture. It was minimalist but exquisite decoration. And it was spotlessly clean.

The housekeeper explained, "This is the former room of Mr. Callahan. Since he died, Mrs. Callahan often says she can see him in this room. And she's always sleepless at nights. Then the room has been vacant. Mr. Shane has the servants come once a day to clean." Chad nodded his head. Two soldiers, who pretended to finish checking in the study, entered this bedroom and began to rummage carefully.

Exiting that bedroom, Chad looked at the room across.

Faintly, there were fine sounds of chains thumping coming from the room.

Chad turned back and looked at Lyra, who happened to be looking at him as well.

Both looked serious.

They had a bad feeling.

Chad was about to walk over and turn the doorknob when the housekeeper suddenly stopped in front of him and blocked the door.

"This room is Mrs. Callahan's current bedroom. She is already asleep. If you wake her up, she will be unhappy. You're absolutely not allowed to go in this room!" The stronger the reaction, the more it meant that in this room, there was something unspeakable secret.

Lyra: "When | was a child, | often came here in this house. Caitlin likes me, and this time I lost my beloved earrings, I'm sure she'll understand.” Chad immediately had to go around the housekeeper and force the door open.

"Mr. Shane will be furious if he finds out!" "Really! You can't enter!" He grabbed the door frame and pressed it against the door, breathing heavily with tension.

Perhaps the noise outside was so loud that the sound of chains dragging on the floor came from inside again.

The two sides were at a standstill for a few minutes.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chad could only apologize, "Mr. Tom, I'm sorry!" He pushed the housekeeper away with much strength. The housekeeper stumbled a few steps to the side and was held by a soldier who had finished checking the other room, in time so he didn't fall.

Chad took two steps forward. As he just held the doorknob, a man's angry yell came from the stairwell.

"Stop itl" This sound ...

Chad and Lyra looked to the iron door at the same time, and Shane ran wildly all the way up the stairs. He was panting and his face looked furious.

Behind him there were several bodyguards who were carrying lights and followed him into the corridor.

Lyra frowned and tightened her grip. Shane had rushed back, and she was afraid it would be difficult to find Melissa and confirm her condition.

Days of planning were about to go down the drain, making her look extra serious as she whispered to Chad, "Never mind. Open the door." Chad was about to twist the doorknob when they heard the crisp sound of a loaded bullet.

Shane stood two meters away, raised his gun, coldly aimed at Chad's head and threatened.

"Chad White, you led troops to break into Callahan Residence and flaunt your power in my house. Don't think | dare not kill you because of Malcolm!" "If you dare to open this door and disturb my mother, I'll kill you at once." After all, Shane was the superior, so Chad could only let go of his hand unhappily.

Lyra stepped forward, blocked the gun, shielded Chad behind her, looked at Shane and explained, "Mr. Shane, my crystal earrings were stolen at the tea party. | have checked all the celebrities who attended the tea party. Chad is just doing his work.

No need to use the gun, right?" Shane kept raising his hand with hostility.

"Mrs. White, my bodyguard has already explained this when | came in. Since you suspected Rebecca of stealing the earrings, you should have asked her for them instead of making a big search in my house." Lyra facial expression did not change, "But, Rebecca is not at home. | do not know where she goes. In case, she just stole my earrings. Maybe she is afraid of taking the blame, so deliberately goes back to hide the earrings, and go out to hide herself." Shane's eyes looked malicious, "This matter, | will investigate clearly. And I'll let her give you an explanation. If she really stole your earrings, | am willing to triple the compensation. And | will also punish her and personally bring her to you for an account.” Lyra frowned, "Shane Callahan ..." Without waiting for her to finish, Shane interrupted her, "It's late at night. Please Mrs. White take your people and all leave here." This unceremonious eviction order made no room for a refutation.

Chad looked uneasily at Lyra, and Lyra didn't say anything.

The atmosphere in the hallway was a bit stagnant.

Shane came back. As the Callahan family's head, and the deputy director of National Investigation Bureau, he had higher position than Chad and what he said was reasonable so there was no room for further search.

"Well, you don't welcome me as a guest, so I'l just leave." Lyra smiled slightly.

Shane lowered his gun and explained calmly, "There was no intention of not welcoming. Melissa is sick and her mother is not well. So my family does not keep guests at night." Hearing that him took the initiative to talk about Melissa, Lyra continued.

"I heard you say Melissa was sick last time. It's just a common cold. How come she hasn't recovered by now? Her work has been delayed for a long time. What exactly is her illness?" Shane said, "The season has recently changed and she has an influenza. It is a bit severe and contagious, so | put the house on lockdown and don't allow visitors to come in, just in case they get infected." He took two steps back, leaned toward the wall to clear the aisle, and politely reached out toward Lyra in a gesture of invitation.

Lyra didn't want to go, but had to take Chad away.

As they just took two steps forward, a room, where was located at their right and rear direction, and had been closed came with the sound of chains slamming, which was very rhythmic and clear.

Lyra stopped in her tracks and turned her head to ask Shane, "Mr. Shane, was there a noise just now?" Chad immediately echoed, "Lyra, | heard it too. It sounded like chains. How could there be such a sound on the top floor of Callahan Residence? It's not ... who is imprisoned inside, right?" "Chad White!" Shane looked angry, gritted his teeth once again and shouted at him, "This is my family's business. It's not your turn to say anything. That was not the sound of chains. It was the window of the room left open. The wind was blowing the curtains. " Lyra looked at the closed door at the right rear.

The difference between the sounds of curtains and chains was so obvious. Whom was he fooling? It was a hard trip, and if they couldn't be sure about Melissa's condition, Shane would only be more vigilant in the future, and she was afraid it would be even harder next time.

Lyra was not willing to declare the plan a failure and went home.

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