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Many times people think that "high-class escorts" are those girls who are pretty.

In fact, this understanding is very one-sided.

In fact, the so-called "social butterfly" is also a part of high-end escorts and is included in the larger scope of escorts.

Some high-rollers come to Slem alone to spend a holiday. These customers are rich and have social status. They do not want to change female companions frequently, but hope to have a short-term fixed female companion.

Then, the high-end escorts who respond to the status of these high-rollers appear.

These girls basically all have college degrees and experience working in large companies. They are between the ages of twenty-five and thirty-two.

In addition, he also has the ability to appreciate art and has high conversation performance.

Such girls belong to the "weekly package" category, ranging from 10,000 yuan a week to 100,000 yuan a week.

In this process, the girls do not feel like recruits, but like someone in the social relationship of a high-roller.

They can play any role.

Mother, wife, daughter, boss, subordinate, first love...

They will devote themselves to this role and accompany their customers to have a perfect vacation.

They may not necessarily be in bed all day. Most of the time they may be shopping, browsing museums, art galleries, or participating in gladiatorial games and gambling.

They are the soul companions of clients on their short journeys and are more gentle than their family members.

Although the price is high, this is definitely not a problem!

Fern looked at the art teacher, a little worried, "I'm afraid you will be frightened by the night shift scene."

The art teacher smiled and said, "Nothing in this world can scare me!"

Fern no longer hesitated and agreed to her.

The art teacher also breathed a sigh of relief.

The domestic urges were getting louder and more frequent, and her daytime work schedule was so limited that she couldn't even get close to Vern's office.

Because Fern slept during the day, his office would be locked, and only at night would Fern open it and work in it.

So if you want to get more information, you can only enter the office when Vern is there——

His office was equipped with some detection means, and entering rashly would alert the guards. But she didn't know how to turn off these measures, and she didn't dare to alert Fern, so she had to find another method.

The whole day was spent in a deep sleep, and when the sun began to set, Fern yawned and got up from the bed.

The art teacher brought him "breakfast", and he turned on the TV and ate while watching the news.

Watching the news was a new interest he had developed, mostly at Noel's request.

The news will show many special things, which are of great help to work, life, and study.

The news at this time was introducing the first World Economic Leaders Summit, and Fern also found a brief scene of Lynch in the camera, which lasted for seven or eight seconds.

The state of Lynch on TV is actually the state that Noel desires most, but it is difficult for him to achieve it.

After breakfast, Fern took a short rest, and then went to the work hall with the art teacher.

He first introduced the art teacher and then assigned her work.

There are many hairstylists, makeup artists, and a large number of clothes and accessories in the lobby on the first floor.

Some customers will have requirements, such as what kind of clothes they want the girl to wear, what kind of hair and makeup they want the girl to have, and they will add extra expenses for this.

The job Fern gave the art teacher was to coordinate the overall work.

It's said to be coordination, but it's actually a very leisurely position.

You can care about nothing, or you can care about everything.

Fern, on the other hand, went to the training room to work out.

Later, many people will definitely come to invite him to drink. Before that, he must exercise well.

In the lobby on the first floor, the art teacher watched hundreds of girls constantly changing clothes, putting on makeup, leaving or coming back. The entire company was like a high-speed machine!

There is absolutely no place to pause!

Everyone is working and is so busy that they have little personal time. Some girls even have customers queuing up!

She sighed a little, but also felt a little... regretful that she didn't know how to describe.

Maybe it was regret, she wasn't sure, because she didn't think the girls' jobs were honorable, but they were certainly profitable and legal.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Fern said hello and said that someone invited him to drink and he had to leave for a while.

The American teacher went to his office to rest for a while.

After she watched Fern get into the car and leave, she turned around and closed the door tightly, and then began to examine the room.

After this period of contact, if there is any other place where Fern may be hiding criminal evidence about the Brothers Grimm, or even a relationship with Lynch.

Then there is no doubt that it is in this office.

She had carefully checked every corner of the villa where they lived, including the cellar and boiler room, but found nothing.

Fern rarely brought home anything from work. She knew that Fern's safe was here.

She first came to a large oil painting hanging on the east wall of the room.

This painting is a work by a famous post-modern abstract art oil painter. Most people cannot see what he wants to express at all, but for those who are proficient in art interpretation.

The whole painting is like a poem!

An intoxicating poem!

They bought it together for 350,000 yuan. It is now worth about 400,000 yuan, and there is a lot of room for appreciation.

She gently opened the oil painting and glanced behind it. There was nothing hidden.

She pressed her hand on the wall and knocked, it was not hollow.

Where will it be?

She turned to look at the bookcase.

Fern doesn't like reading. In this regard, he is no different from ordinary people at the bottom. He gets sleepy when he reads.

He didn't even hide it in the study room of the villa, and there was no bookcase at all.

But here, he has a bookcase filled with books.

People in movies and novels like to say that secrets are hidden in bookcases. She put on her gloves and opened the bookcase.

The front of the bookcase is made of crystal doors, which will leave fingerprints if you don't have gloves.

She began to examine the books line by line, tugging, pumping, or taking them out to see if there was anything at the back of the bookcase.

But it's a pity that there are only books in the bookcase.

where?

She walked to the chair where Fern usually sat at work and opened a drawer on the right side.

There was a pistol inside, half holstered, and she hesitated before pulling it out of the holster.

This was a pistol with the gun number not erased. She recorded the gun number, maybe it would come in handy.

Then she put the pistol back and looked through other things...

Until Fern came back, the art teacher still couldn't find the safe she wanted to find!

She found one on the surface, behind Vern's chair, but it contained nothing of value.

Just some cash, a small bag of bullets, some chips, and some work documents.

These things look important, but are actually of no value at all.

What the art teacher is looking for is something valuable and has traces of the crimes of the Brothers Grimm!

Fern looked a little confused, those people were so enthusiastic, and he also liked his current life.

He returned to the chair and sat down, causing the chair to slide back some distance.

He slumped down on the chair, exhaled heavily, and entered a state of extreme relaxation.

A little drunk, a little dizzy, everything is just right!

He took out the pistol from his arms and opened the drawer to put it in.

He had two pistols, one as a spare and one as a carry-on.

The ones I carry with me are modified ones that are more powerful and have more bullets.

The moment he lowered his head, his movements stopped.

The gun in the drawer had been tampered with.

In an instant he was completely awake.

Fern has many problems. For example, some people say that he is a pervert, that he is cold-blooded, and that he has no humanity.

He can easily dismember a living person without feeling any fear. He does look like a freak.

And this freak also has an ability that people don't know well. He has an active mind, a slight mysophobia, and a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It seems that everything in the room is placed randomly, but this randomness is due to his slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He has his own set of standards, and as long as he does not meet these standards, he will feel uncomfortable.

He put the gun he carried with him into the drawer, and the gun in the drawer just blocked it!

The two guns were placed back to back in the drawer, and the muzzle and bottom of the magazine of the gun he carried were against the drawer surface.

Therefore, as long as another pistol has been touched, this gun will either not be able to be put down, or it will not fit almost tightly after being put down.

Someone has tampered with their drawers.

He rearranged it, put the two guns in place, and then put on the weapons he carried.

He opened other drawers, and there were more or less signs of tampering.

A figure has emerged in his mind. If anyone is interested in his drawer, it must be her!

It's a busy night's work, and the business volume at night is obviously higher than during the day. Everyone is working hard to make money.

When it got slightly brighter and the phone stopped ringing, Fern entered the work hall carrying a bag of banknotes and chips.

The process is the same as always, the girl whose name is called comes up with change, and everyone expresses their gratitude to each other.

When the last girl takes the money, the day's work is over.

On the way back, Fern suddenly asked, "You went to my office."

This is not a question, but an affirmation.

The art teacher who was rubbing her cervical spine was stunned for a moment. She instantly felt her scalp getting hot. She quickly reacted and nodded, "The smell in the hall is too bad. I went over to take a rest. What's wrong?"

Fern drove the car seriously. At five o'clock, there were no cars on the streets of Slem, so he didn't need to be so serious.

"You also went through my drawers.", he said.

"Is it because you want to see what's inside?"

This time it’s a question!