Chapter 62 Pattern
Then, the door opened, revealing the true face of the figure.

York and Kino saw a woman who was only wearing a long robe and pajamas, with dark circles under her eyes, messy hair, fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and she was breathing heavily.

At this moment, Kino was startled. He was not scared, but he felt that the scene was a bit shocking to him. It was the first time he saw such a natural woman.

Only York remained calm and walked over: "Is it Ms. Monica?"

The woman also stopped in front of the main entrance, took a breath, and glanced at York and Kino.

"It's me. Are you Officer York?"

Seeing the woman's attentive look without any alertness but instead a tired one, Yorks had already given up the suspicion of paranoia.

There was no other reason. If the symptoms were as Tifa described, the woman in front of them would look at them with at least a hint of vigilance, doubting their identity as police officers. To go too far, she would even be suspicious of the police cars parked on the street.

"It's me!" York nodded and introduced Kino who followed.

"He's my partner, Keno."

Monica seemed to be very relaxed and held out her hand: "Hello, Officer York, thank you for coming over."

York just nodded, stretched out his hand and shook Monica's hand lightly.

"Hello, Officer Kino." Monica continued to reach out to Kino.

"Thank you so much for coming over."

Gino looked at York's expression, then stretched out his hand and shook hands with Monica.

"Ms. Monica, can we go up?" York said.

"We want to hear the exact circumstances of this incident and when exactly you started to feel that someone was following you."

Monica nodded and opened the door wide to let him pass.

"Come in, I'll tell you everything."

York glanced at Kino, then led him inside. Monica glanced at the surroundings vigilantly, then closed the front door and followed.

"I live on the fifth floor." Led by Monica, York followed behind her, and Kino followed at the end as they walked inside and stepped onto the stairs to the fifth floor.

Apparently this apartment building doesn't have an elevator.

Perhaps because he had already decided on his path to promotion, Yorks instinctively began to observe the apartment building carefully as a detective would.

The staircase is inserted horizontally in the middle of the building. On both sides of each floor are the rooms rented by the tenants, extending upwards according to the house numbers.

But as he slowly walked up to the fifth floor, York felt strange that every time he went up a floor, there were strange patterns carved on the walls of the doorways on both sides. They were very small, and if he had not observed carefully, he might not have noticed them or taken them to heart.

These patterns are not anything special, but very common ones like squares, circles, triangles, etc.

Moreover, the pattern of each house is slightly different. Some have just a square, some have just a triangle and a square, and some have both a square and a circular triangle.

He originally thought it was just a decorative thing.

When I went to the fourth floor, I saw something different. For the first time, two straight vertical bars appeared on the circle.

"What's going on?" Yorks retracted his gaze and looked at the door of room number seven opposite. There was also a triangle carved on the wall along the door.

"I'm sorry, Officer York. When I came here to rent a room, there were only rooms available on the fifth floor." Monica's apologetic voice came with the rough breathing of climbing the stairs.

Her breathing was so heavy that she could hardly suppress it.

"It's okay." York smiled gently.

"Sometimes it's okay to live on the fifth floor. It gives you some exercise, don't you think, Gino?"

York looked back and saw that Gino seemed to be in the same situation, already panting. He laughed dryly. "Yes."

"You're right. I can feel that my body is much better than before." Monica laughed and finally walked up to the fifth floor with an uncontrollable gasp.

York's breathing was very steady. He followed Monica and first looked at the walls beside the main entrances of the houses on both sides. The different patterns on each house made him feel very uncomfortable.

As expected, just like the floors below, the walls along the doorways on both sides were also engraved with similar patterns.

Room 8 is a quadrilateral, a triangle and a circle, while room 9 is a triangle.

Remembering the figure he saw leaving the window downstairs before, Yorks frowned immediately, looked at Monica who was trying to catch her breath and took out the key, and spoke.

"Ms. Monica, are you living in room nine?"

Monica, who had just taken out the key and didn't walk towards the door, opened her eyes wide and said in surprise.

"Officer York, how did you know that? Did Dylan tell you?"

Even Kino looked over.

"He respected your privacy and didn't tell me more personal information about you."

York shook his head, already having an idea in his mind. He looked at the three patterns on the edge of the door of Room 8 and continued, "Are there three people living in Room 8?"

When these words came out, Monica, who was originally just surprised, was stunned and blurted out: "How did you know?"

Inexplicably, she felt a hint of fear. She felt her fur suddenly stand up and she couldn't help but shiver.

Kino's eyes changed when he looked at York.

"Don't worry." Yorks glanced at Kino, asked him to change direction, and then said to the nervous Monica.

"I'm not some prophetic devil, I'm just making a guess based on the current situation."

As he spoke, under the gaze of the two of them, Yorks walked to the door of Monica's house, narrowed his eyes slightly, and touched the triangular pattern on the wall beside her door.

"Ms. Monica, you didn't carve this yourself, did you?"

Monica looked over and saw the small triangle that would be missed if she wasn't paying attention. She frowned as if thinking, then shook her head: "No!"

But she said at a loss: "I don't know when this thing came into being."

Yorks carefully touched the pattern which looked newer than the ones in the other rooms and looked at it attentively.

"Every house has this kind of pattern, but the one on the door of Ms. Monica's house is newer than that of other houses. It is probably because it was carved later. Maybe someone carved it on purpose when you rented it not long ago.

If I'm not mistaken, this triangular pattern probably means that there is a single woman living here.

Ms. Monica, you are right to insist, and your feeling is right, it is not an illusion, there is indeed someone following you, and he even secretly carved his own information pattern in front of the door. "

York said something that made Monica hold her breath and her face turned pale and she began to fall into fear.

It’s scary to think that someone came from nowhere and followed her to her doorstep and carved this pattern on the door. It’s like someone is staring at you in the dark.

Kino subconsciously glanced at Room No. 8. After careful observation, he finally found the pattern engraved on the door. There were three patterns in total: a square, a circle, and a triangle. They were very small and could not be found without careful observation.

Combined with what York just said, I began to understand why York said that there were three people living in Room 8.

York looked up at the camera above the stairs, then looked at Monica, who was holding her hands with a hint of fear on her face.

"Ms. Monica, can you please call your landlord out?"

(End of this chapter)