Putting down the phone, Kent rubbed her tired temples. Too many things had happened today, so she had been in a state of tension.

　　After arriving at the rented villa, she went into the yard. She inserted the key into the lock and turned it around, and suddenly stopped.

　　Something was wrong.

　　She remembered that she didn't lock the door when she went out, but when she turned the key just now, she found that the door was locked. Did someone open the door?

　　Suspiciously, she stepped back. She turned around and came to the French window of the lawn. She turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone.

　　What...