What are your thoughts?
基本上就是elisa肢体语言的分析。下面是一个GLP里的人写的故事。我把故事里电梯的部分放大了。其中故事和elisa电梯行为相当吻合。也和肢体语言吻合。而且故事写得非常详细，不知道是天才作家还是凶手本人写的。希望凶手早日绳之以法。
When Ms. Lam initially enters the elevator she is not in fear. Her wide arm swing (left) and relaxed and fluid gate (her walk, see video) indicate she is relaxed and thus not feeling urgency. （红色的是对应故事）故事里，她离开了14层那个男人的房间。她忘记拿走眼镜！因为看不清楚，只记得4楼是中间那排，所以中间那排全部都按了。
After pushing multiple buttons (which she performs in two sessions), Elisa Lam moves to the back left corner of the elevator.Her arms (at her sides) and feet positions are neutral, relaxed and does not indicate no fear.
这时候的她没有感觉恐惧。
She then retreats to the left wall of the elevator and then moves to the left front corner. Her her hands adopt the "Fig Leaf" configuration and her feet are close together. This is consistent with anxiety, a lower confidence, beta emotional tone. This body language does not, by itself, indicate fear.这个FIGLEAF不代表恐惧。 她发现门没有关！觉得那个男的在作弄她，就躲去一边。
Here Ms. Lam jumps out of the elevator. It is quick two-step maneuver and has a playful quality to it. 她很顽皮的跳了一下。
For a second or two, Ms. Lams feet splay wide. While her hands are still in the fig leaf nonverbal (or close to it),this wide stance signifies greater confidence and is not consistent with fear. Thus the simultaneity of these two nonverbals signasl some level of emotional dissonance. 张开双腿是想壮胆。
This is the most important image of the series. For about 16 seconds Ms. Lam displays a "Elbows Out Laterally with Armpit Exposed & Behind the Head Hair Preening Display". This was, at least for some time, performed bilaterally (see below). The movement, as she reaches up to begin this extended preen - was fluid, slow and deliberate - which is very important. This display cluster context is a strong and highly reliable indicator of sexual interest. The person of her interest is either present outside the elevator - or she is actively thinking about this person.这个动作有性暗示。
Her we can see both hands & Arms retracting from herextended preening-sexual display as Ms. Lam turns to go back into the elevator.仍然有性暗示。
This elbow forward, bilateral Hair Adjust Behind the Ears, is a nonverbal sign of Ms. Lam "dialing up her alpha". This MAP (Manipulator, Adaptor, Pacifier) indicates she is trying to be more assertive or courageous. This is in distinction to the sexual display noted above. Notice her elbows are not pointed out laterally but held closer to her body. 她在壮胆。
Although the resolution is low, we can see that Ms. Lam is "smiling". Although it may not be a true, sincere smile - it is at least a fair social smile. 她在笑。
Her right hand gestures in an illustrator with a finger tip only touching of her right chest. This hand illustrator suggests a lower sincerity and or a higher level of anxiety in this moment.手指动胸，代表诚意减退，更加兴奋
Although our view and resolution is limited this does not have the nonverbal signature of fear. 如果故事没有错，应该是在跟那个男的说自己没有眼镜什么都看不到。动作的意思是自己什么都看不见，身体倾斜，手乱乱摸。
In this image, Ms. Lam's right foot goes up on her toes. She does this several times. This body language pattern indicates a significant level of excitement and optimism. It is also common with joy. 脚尖点地的动作代表，兴奋。
Conclusion:
Ms. Elisa Lam is playing a game of hide and seek (or something similar) in this video. And although at times she displays some anxiety, there is no indication of fear. There is definitely an element of play present here. It is of course also possible that narcotics are influencing her behavior. Of particular importance is she is putting herself on sexual display. While what is seen here may have no connection with her demise - if the events in this video occurred just before her disappearance, it strongly suggests that the person to whom she is attracted may have knowledge of, contributed to, or be responsible for her death. 网站的总结是，不排除有药物影响或者酒精影响，她对某人展示了性暗示，代表这个男的跟她很亲密，对整个案件很重要。
http://www.bodylanguagesuccess.com/2013/02/nonverbal-communication-analysis-2313.html
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This story somehow feels like it fits to the above suspects.
Elisa Lam - My Oriental Queen - Final discussion
She met this man waiting for the elevator shortly after her arrival. He noticed her right off the bat. He watches the tourists come and go. The tourists stay on the first four floors. He loved the fact she was alone, plus she was different. He broke the ice by asking her why she's alone in such a questionable area of LA. She explained how she found the place on the internet and liked the history. She's not new to staying at hostels. He was glad only one elevator was working that week.
The man has charm and is funny, although he is older she likes him and his personality. He is a man of the streets. He reveals during this first encounter that he lives on the top floor of the motel and is adept at its history. She enjoys this. They part ways and he takes note of the fact she is interested in art and history.
The second morning of her stay she is in the motel lobby about to leave to pursue her itinerary of places she wants to see in LA. He had to hang around outside of the hotel before she came down but his judgement was correct, he thought he had missed her. She exits the motel and there he is with a warm, trusting smile. He is excited she smiles back at him. He told her that he gets up early to grab the paper. He shows her the art section and some interesting studios and historic places nearby that she might want to see. He lets her go although he would like to talk more. He is smart and has been in this situation before. He previously unnerved a young lady years ago that he was watching by being overly friendly. Take it slow he tells himself.
He decides not to follow her that day, it doesn't matter to him, he knows she will be back. He quickly goes back to his room on the 14th floor and opens the blinds to the LA streets down below. It's a perfect view. Years ago he purchased a decent spotting scope with a tripod at a sporting goods store. He puts his eye to the view finder and quickly scans the sidewalk in the direction she left for. He spots her at a bus stop. He watches her, he is getting aroused. He spends the rest of the day, like he usually does, masturbating furiously while watching young women through his scope.
It's going to be getting dark soon as he scans the street below looking for the oriental queen. There she is, he adjusts his scope and tracks her movements. He quickly scrambles his clothes on and heads out the door. He runs down the stairs to the lobby. He quit using the elevators unless he has to because of those pesky surveillance cameras. He timed it perfectly, she is not there yet. He strikes up a conversation with the hotel clerk to look preoccupied when she enters. Out of the corner of his eye the oriental queen enters and heads for the elevators. He turns his head as she passes and says "well, how'd it go today?". She smiles and says "great" and thanks him for telling her about a particular landmark she really enjoyed.
They walk together towards the elevator and he explains about a cool little art cafe that is a local hangout nearby and invites her to lunch the next day. She hesitates but he has learned to use that trusting smile. He has practiced this smile so much. She accepts! He is so pleased. The elevator doors opens and she enters but he does not. He tells her he has to go visit his mom in a nursing home and she likes that. He knows to never be seen together on those elevator cams. He holds the elevator button down while he explains to her that the cafe doesn't open until 2pm and he'll meet her outside the motel at about 1:30. She feels good, excited, she longs for friends, especially a cool guy from LA. He brandishes that trusting smile one more time while the elevator doors close.
She thinks about him that night laying in bed. He is handsome. She has explored her sexuality in the past but recently her body has been extremely desperate for that touch. He also thinks about her, but the thoughts are dark. He is a dark man inside. He dreams of screams. She dreams of a beautiful lake, crystal clear waters.
He noticed she put extra effort into how she looked that day when they met outside the hotel. His conversation was perfect during the date. He practiced everything he would say. He made her laugh hysterically while they were eating that she almost choked. She really likes him and is already thinking how her parents would react. So soon, she thought, a boyfriend? No, just a one time thing. She wouldn't tell anyone. No tumblr updates, no blog posts, nothing. This has to be a secret. She still cant believe that she invited him up to her room as they were walking back to the hotel. He convinces her to use the stairs to go up to her room because he doesn't trust the elevators. She slides her key into her room door lock, it makes an ominous noise, he smiles and jokes about ghosts on the 4th floor. They enter and immediately begin to make out. They are locked together as one when they fall on the bed. She can hardly believe that he is inside her. He is powerful, she compares her long time ex-boyfriend to him. They go on a sexual quest for hours, she has never felt this way before. His thrusts are deep and hard. They managed to break the sink while trying out different positions and cause a leak, they laugh about this. They are laying in bed exhausted when he invites her up to his room to check out his art collection. She agrees. He gives her his room number and tells her to meet him up there.
It's dark out now. She looks at her watch, almost 11. She almost doesn't go but her body is still tingling. She wants to explore him. She gets in the elevator and presses number 14. His room is down the hall, she finds it and knocks. The door opens and she melts at that smile. He pours a glass of Hausgemacht for her. She has never drank the green liquid before. It's the real deal. They talk and drink and he shows her some art pieces but unfortunately she found them disturbing. She is taken aback by his choice in art and studies the room. She doesn't like it. He jokes and says let me see your glasses you must not be seeing right this art is great. She giggles and gives them to him. An uneasy feeling sweeps through her. He notices this and goes to the kitchen area of his tiny residence and picks up the phone. "Why don't you come up boss" he says and hangs the phone up. She wants to leave now.
He tries to convince her to stay but she is already out of the door walking to the elevators. She is still friendly to him as he calls out to her from his doorway. She presses the elevator button. My glasses! Damn, maybe I shouldn't leave she thinks, I am overreacting. The elevator opens, she can't see the buttons and the green liquid is settling in now. She presses the middle row of buttons, she remembers the 4th floor is in the middle. She doesn't know that she hits the door open button. It's an older Otis elevator. When the door open button is pressed it will stay open until the door close or the call button is activated. Is he following me? She decides to use friendship as a defense and stomps out in a child like manner, almost flirtatious. No one is there. She hears a metal door close somewhere in the stairwell next to the elevator. She needs her glasses. She exits and stands next to the call button. No one is coming, she enters the elevator again and presses any buttons that she can feel. Nothing. She stands outside again when she notices his figure down the hall. She tells him that she can't see, pleads with him. He says nothing. Behind her the stairwell door opens. The Boss. He has a weapon.
They are aware of the camera in the elevator.The boss tells her to step towards him. She obeys.
He is pure evil, he smiles as he presses the elevator button. The door closes.
He never looks his boss in the eyes. It’s the only thing in this city, in this world that frightens him besides his father, but he’s been gone for almost fifteen years. He is happy he found the oriental queen for his boss. He is happy to please him.
She can’t believe it. Her heart sinks below the horizon. She sees the flick of the chrome blur, “Move” he says. She does scream for a brief second before the armed man cups her mouth and presses the pistol into her spine. His hand smells raw, it reminds her of her childhood when her father would obsessively scrub his hands in the restaurant after butchering a quarter beef. He hasn’t worked in his restaurant kitchen for years. Her false lover quickly scurries ahead back to the room with them close behind.
The bedroom is covered in clear visqueen; he switched to the clear plastic because the black kind would make the room sweat if hung to long. There is a heavy wooden chair placed in the middle. This chair is outfitted with arm and leg straps. Her face is flushed and her heart is screaming. She fights them as they remove her clothes. She wishes she never bit her nails so much. They both struggle to place her in the chair. She tries to bite the boss. He laughs about this. The false lover secures a beginners ball gag around her head while his boss quickly undresses.
He was always fascinated about the scars on his boss’s body. The scars covered every square inch, but they formed a perfect line where his shirt collar and sleeves end. He was a man in the sense of a physical presence. He wants to touch his boss’s body. He has fantasized about sweeping his hand across the hard bubbled tissue. The false lover collects his oriental queen’s clothes while the boss retrieves his work kit which he stores there. She is struggling hard now in the chair. He looks at his boss who is standing behind the queen careful not to look at his face; he knows the eyes won’t be there. There would be only a void where the eyes should be. It’s time for him to leave now.
He closes the door to the bedroom and gets a plastic grocery sack for her clothes. Something falls out of her black shorts, it is a coin. A large silver coin with what seems to be another copper coin in the middle. It is engraved with her initials. This saddens him for some reason. He realizes it is a lucky coin. He hears the noises of an insane language through the bedroom wall. The boss has started. He puts the coin in his pocket and stuffs the grocery sack in his large hoodie pocket. He is not allowed to come back until the next night after sunset. He leaves the motel and enters the underworld of LA.
It’s dark again. He unlocks the door to the apartment. The familiar smell hits him right away. The smell is similar to when his grandmother would take him to church as a child on Christmas Eve and the priest would walk around the pews swinging some sort of device that would emit smoke. He hates that thought. He thinks about his oriental queen in his bedroom. He is excited to go in there and investigate her, but he knows the amount of work that’s involved. That can wait for now. He is hungry, ravenous; he microwaves a frozen meal and sits in silence.
He finally goes to the bedroom door and grabs the handle, it is warm. The door creaks open and he enters the moist atmosphere. He has to be naked when he cleans up the room. He is glad he did such a good job covering the entire room with visqueen; it is completely covered in his queen’s blood. She is slumped in the chair. She is now a husk entirely drained of life. He doesn’t know how his boss does it. The boss never cuts his prey to extract what he needs. He is not permitted to know any details about the source of this volcanic blood eruption. The blood is not his reason but only a result.
She is beautiful to him, a royal ghost. He begins removing the plastic from the ceiling first. He has a system now to remove the barrier that is very efficient. The only thing that remains when he is finished is the queen sitting at her throne and a square of plastic beneath her.
His boss's voice echoes in his brain "He who feeds on Her will live because of Me". He knows what he will do next.
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From what I have gathered around the net.
First, this cannot be a suicide case. Because if she managed to reach the roof, she might as well jump off the building. Why drown herself?
Second, it can never be accident. Normal people don't go to roof top and try to get anywhere near the water tank.
So, I guess 90% this is a homicide.
First, there is a ladder up the roof which is really near the water tank top. This ladder is straight. If like the story says, the victim was drained of blood, the body would be light. But, carrying it up the straight ladder is not easy. I think there is really two person involved in this case.
Second, the reason why the dogs couldn't find her in the first place is because her blood was drained. And this is also the reason why the people in the hotel did not discover anything wrong with the water. A decaying corpse has a very bad smell and doesn't take a dog to find.
Third, if she is drained, the body mass would be small. I dunno how big is the opening on the water tank but the Taiwanese show 关键时刻 says it is very small opening. So the only way is it could be done is as the above story suggests. ( It is sickening to even think of this!)
Please check the person who wrote the story at GLP. The reason I took time to type in English, is for authorities to see this.
May justice be done. For she seems like a really good being and a fellow Chinese.
March 6 2013 update.
To put it in place.
1. We know Alvin Taylor lives on 10th storey. And he has a adopted son, Aiden.
2. The story says the guy who had sex with Lam was living on the 14th
3. The story says he called Boss to *come up*.
4. The story says the guy had sex with Lam on her room on the 4th, says they break the sink and caused a leak.
5. The person living on the 3rd floor,when asked by actual police, says the night before, there was a huge thud on the 4th.
6. The story says Lam was drained of blood, making it easy to dispose.
7. The water is sweet and dark, probably because the murderer put some chemicals to avoid being tracked by the police dogs. Maybe Coffee? or the murderer is satanic and did some ritual.
8. Since there is no blood, the body would not smell as bad, so the people didn't notice much difference in the water.
9. The body would be lighter and easier to carry to the water tanks.
10. The story said the boss never cut his prey... so there is no obvious cuts on the body, making it difficult for the police to tell if it was suicide.
11. The drained body probably will absorb the water in the tank. Probably making it difficult for the police to tell the actual date of death.
12. The most likely place is on 14th since it was after the elevator thing, and it's near the roof, further from other places, and story says the guy on the 14th heard the Boss saying insane language (probably a satanist) on the other room. So it should be a room or storage room beside his room! (updated March 7 2013)
13. 10 and 11 will make it difficult for the police to understand how she died. Furthermore, 5, which is the loud thud, the police probably think the first scene would be on the 4th! No wonder the police is getting nowhere. So much for CSI and LAPD, I think they need Detective Conan!
I highlighted everything important. The clear visqueen mentioned in the story was through much contemplation. He says the black plastic would sweat!! OMG that's really carefully thought over. And there is plastic on the ceiling too! My advice would be to check for visqueen on every room on 14th and 10th. Check for it in the garbage and ceilings also... And the nails and teeth of Lam for skin, Also, copper coin with Lam initials. And the ball gag mentioned. probably has some saliva on it. although I think such careful murderers would have taken care of it ... Check for the wooden chair with straps, i bet some blood or chemicals would be left on the chair or the straps.The boss has lots of scars, dunno if he has eyes or not. Seems like he can move by himself. Dun understand that part well.
Number 4 and 5 is the reason I suspect this story. It has so much details that fit so nicely to all the clues, it seems impossible to make it out of thin air. Also, there is evidence in the story there is much contemplation before killing. I guess the reason why he wrote this is because he want an outlet to showoff what he has done. He chose a conspiracy forum to write so that no one will suspect. But his perfect grammar and sentences are not common in this conspiracy forum,making it odd and stand out of other threads.
All this attention on this gruesome story makes me sick. So it's time out for me. Hope someone else can investigate on it.
8th March
These are replies to other ppl by myself on FB. It's some analyzing.
i was thinking the writer wanted to say "the real actual story" on the title, but decided to use a more vague "final discussion" but there was no "discussion", final discussion means there is no room for other explanation except this one! n notice the perfect grammar, it's meticulous n careful just like the murderer in his story.
this lead me to another thing we shld cfm...he said the boss came up from the stairs. I re watch the film transformer video again and see there were two stairs both on each side, this makes me wonder how in the world did the writer knew abt the structure of hotel Cecil!
I don't live in america, I saw this case on a taiwanese show 关键时刻。they exaggerate it a lot but at least it's entertaining. but i decided to analyse this case myself. stumbled on this post on GLP because i go to GLP frequently.
yup, that's his only post on Godlike productions. I use Google to search his user id.
