A sentence like a thunderclap.
Sebastian instinctively recalled the appearance of the old lady from yesterday, stunned for a moment, "Lineage connection... Is this the old lady’s grandson?"
If it were the old lady’s grandson, why would the photo be hung here in this house while the old lady herself lived in another place...
"Not a grandson, probably just a grandnephew."
Scarlett Jennings wasn’t very skilled in face reading, and the things she could see were limited.
But even so, it was enough to make people gasp.
"How do you know?" Sebastian looked at Scarlett with a slightly complicated expression.
"Face reading."
Scarlett explained further when she saw Sebastian staring at her,
"There is a lineage line on a person’s face. Whether there is a lineage connection can be seen from the face. A skilled face reading master can even see a person’s past and future from their face."
Scarlett spoke convincingly, but the audience in the live broadcast was bewildered.
["The way she says it, I almost believed her."]
["Are there really such powerful face reading masters?"]
["Must be bluffing, likely the show team leaked the clues in advance, all scripted."]
["Where’s the lineage line? I can’t see it from the photo either..."]
["Could it be that Scarlett really understands? It sounds a bit professional."]
["As expected, those chosen by the Taoism Academy are indeed extraordinary."]
Most of the audience in the live broadcast expressed disbelief, but before they could argue further, urgent footsteps were heard in the frame.
Scarlett and Sebastian looked down at the sound and saw Evander Simpson with a composed face running up with two photographers.
One of the photographers seemed anxious, and before Scarlett could ask, Evander already spoke gravely,
"Dashiell has disappeared."
Scarlett was clearly taken aback.
While others might not know, she was well aware that Evander was always keeping an eye on Dashiell because he knew his background right from the start.
But now he’s gone, and it happened without a photographer nearby.
Either Dashiell ran off on his own, or...
Sebastian turned his gaze to the photographer who was supposed to be with Dashiell and asked,
"What happened?"
The photographer was sweating, "I—I don’t know either. Professor Xalvadora said he was going to the restroom, and we waited for him in the hallway outside...
He went in and didn’t come out for half an hour. We knocked on the door and got no response, fearing something had happened, we got the key and opened the door, only to find no one inside..."
On the other side, Ariel Zimmerman and Amber Livingston, who heard the commotion, also arrived and caught the photographer’s words.
"Could he have deliberately hidden himself?"
Although their show had no undercover script, who knows if the show team was just stirring things up deliberately?
Arranging for Dashiell to hide?
The photographer shook his head.
After discovering the disappearance, he immediately asked the director, and the director said there was no such script.
"The hallway we were standing in is the only exit, and while the restroom has a window, an adult man couldn’t get through."
It seemed more like he had vanished into thin air in the restroom.
Scarlett’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
A person couldn’t just disappear into thin air unless there was some non-human intervention.
It must have been something supernatural in this house that did it.
It was said that the more evil a person was, the more they were favored by evil ghosts.
Because they harbored wicked thoughts stained with blood in their hearts.
The original plan was to deal with it directly after it showed itself, but now it seemed it wasn’t in time.
"Let’s split up and search for him first."
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