The next day, early in the morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The alarm clock pointed to six o'clock and began to ring.

Kurosawa opened his eyes dimly, but he bumped into an enlarged version of Wu Wenjing, and almost slapped him, but fortunately, he immediately suppressed his conditioned reflex and did not make a big mistake.

It's just that when he rubbed his eyes and sat up, his expression was still very helpless: "I said, auntie, why are you scared early in the morning? I have very little guts, if I am scared out of your bile, you will compensate me?"

"If you are timid, there is no bold person in this world. Wu Wenjing rolled her eyes and straightened up, "Also, I wasn't going to scare you just now, but when I was just about to wake you up, you woke up." ”

"Yes...... Kurosawa Silver yawned lazily, pressed his hand on the alarm clock, and after eliminating the annoying noise, he walked slowly towards the bathroom, "Anyway, auntie, you look very energetic, I thought you were busy all night yesterday, and you already had dark circles under your eyes." ”

"I don't waste my precious sleep time on a toy. Ubun looked at Kurosawa Silver and followed unhurriedly, "I only spent four hours interrogating him, and then went to sleep. ”

Kurosawa Silver happened to walk to the door of the bathroom at this time, and when he heard Wu Wenjing's words, he paused, leaned on the door frame and glanced back at him: "This time ...... It's a bit short, are you sure he's got the news?"

"Please, who said that the longer the interrogation, the better the effect? Let me tell you...... Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain to you, hurry up and finish washing, I'll take you directly to see the situation of the spider. I'll have to go back later, because I can't stay out of the police's sight for too long, because that would make some people lose face. ”

"Good, good. Kurosawa agreed.

……

Bedchamber.

As soon as you step in, you can see the crimson floor and crimson ceiling.

The interior of the room has eight light red walls, each with a built-in closet, and the delicate torture instruments are neatly arranged in the closet.

A queen-size bed appears to be the only piece of furniture in the bedroom, and its fuchsia curtain hangs down to match the purple mattress.

On the side of the bed, there was a rusty cage, not small, large enough for one person.

But if a person is put inside, he can't lie down, can't stand, can't sit, can only maintain an unusually awkward posture, tired and sore.

And at this time, in the iron cage, there is indeed such a person who maintains a wonderful posture.

It's just that his whole body is quietly flowing with a special liquid, exuding a faint aroma of grass.

Under the cover of this aroma, the smell of blood on his body was so faint that it was almost impossible to smell.

However, the sense of smell cannot distinguish the blood, but the information received by the visual blood is very obvious.

Someone was already scarred, densely covered with specks of blood, joined together on the otherwise clean clothes, like an ink painting scroll painted with red paint.

When he saw this, Kurosawa Silver couldn't help but cover his face with the back of his hand, feeling a little sick to his stomach.

However, when he washed his face, he knew that the spider would not end well if he was tortured by Wu Wenjing, so he put on contact lenses beforehand, and his current state is quite passable.

After calming down, Kurosawa Silver continued to look at the other party, and this glance swept away, but he soon found that the other party closed his eyes in pain and had no life.

"Are you really playing him to death?" Kurosawa Yin's lips twitched, and he looked at Wu Wenjing's eyes with helplessness.

"You said you could. Wu Wenjing snorted lightly, and walked into the room with light steps, until her hand stroked the cage, she paused, and when she looked down at the cage, the corners of her lips instinctively hooked, and let out a faint chuckle, "And this toy can be played with for so long, it's really not bad." ”

"......" Kurosawa Silver couldn't help but shudder, "Don't be disgusting, hurry up and tell me the result." ”

"What is there to hear about it, it is better to listen to how I interrogate him. Wu Wenjing glared at Kurosawa Silver and returned her gaze to the cage.

Her eyes soon lit up with stars, and her whole temperament quickly changed, filled with a joy and joy that she could not usually see.

"From what you provided, spiders like to raise special small animals as a way to extract confessions. ”

"Then I brought his little friend over according to his preference. ”

"I spent two full hours organizing people with relevant channels, and there were many kinds of spiders, scorpions, snakes, ......."

"I poured the juice that attracted these little animals on him and put them all around him. ”

"I started to inject him with the right amount of antidote on time, admiring his miserable situation of being eaten and tormented by toxins.

For him at that time, death was a relief. ”

"But don't worry, I won't let him die until I ask for the results. I haven't had enough of it!"

"Now, Kurosawa, you know my favorite torture device is ......"

Wu Wenjing's expression was full of intoxication.

Kurosawa Silver looked at Wu Wenjing speechlessly, and said a bunch of extremely cruel words with a young girl in love.

Listeners can't help but get goosebumps when they hear this, not to mention how much life is worse than death for those who are tortured.

Wu Wenjing nagged on this topic for half an hour.

During this time, Kurosawa Silver left the room once, moved a stool and came back, but was not found.

In the following time, Kurosawa Silver bit the yokan, drank milk, and watched Wu Wenjing talk like a movie.

Half an hour later, Wu Wenjing came back to his senses, and Kurosawa had almost eaten a whole piece of yokan.

He stacked the paper wrapped in yokan into a ball, stuffed it into the milk bottle, and glanced at Wu Wenjing: "Finished?"

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I seem to be overjoyed, because I haven't played people to death for a long time......"

"It's good if you're happy. Kurosawa Silver put the milk bottle on the chair he was sitting on, stood up and walked towards U Wenjing, "The process is over, what is the result?"

He stretched out his hand to Wu Wenjing.

"You wait. Wu Wenjing turned around, walked to the wall directly opposite the cage, and reached out and poked at it.

The pale red wall began to flip up and down, and for three seconds it steadied, but there were no torture instruments on the wall, only two voice recorders in the closet, marked 1 and 2.

U Wenjing took down the recorder and threw it to Kurosawa Gin.

"The one marked 1 is for you, and the one marked 2 is for you to perfunctory your friend. You can view the content. ”

Kurosawa Silver took the two recorders, weighed them, and smiled at Wu Wenjing: "Thank you." I'll treat you to dinner another day. ”

"No need. Wu Wenjing snorted lightly, "If you have time, just take me to the game hall again, remember to charter the venue." ”

The corners of Kurosawa's silver lips hooked: "Of course...... But I might have to come later when I have time, don't you mind?"

"Don't mind. Wu Wenjing waved his hand, "You've been very busy this time, okay, don't talk nonsense with me here, keep busy." ”

Kurosawa bowed his head, which was a farewell, and after doing this action, he simply turned around and left.

However, Wu Wenjing suddenly thought of something, and quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, Kurosawa, I have something to ask you." ”

Kurosawa Silver looked at the rushing Wu Wenjing and blinked blankly.

"Pinch a few prints for me. Wu Wenjing pulled down her shirt and said with a serious face, "I told them to go on an appointment, and I have to bring some evidence when I come back." ”

“…… Won't you pinch yourself?"

"I can't pinch myself with any force, I can't pinch it out. And I don't know what that mark looks like. ”

"......" Did he know?