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The man simply ate lunch. Canned ham and canned peas with a few slices of white bread are quick and easy, but they don't taste good.

He held a bottle of ether in his left hand and a towel in his right hand.

The man poured the ether on his left hand into the entire towel.

He went to the basement and opened the door.

The door was slightly jammed.

The man frowned. His shoulders strained, and the door opened.

All sorts of miscellaneous items were piled up behind the door.

Toys for appearance, cute Barbie dolls, and even quilts on the bed were piled up and taken down.

Anna piled everything she could move behind the door, trying to block the man's access.

However, these things were weak and vulnerable, and the man still came in easily.

Anna let out a terrified scream.

"Help, help, help, help me!!"

The man got closer and closer.

Anna grabbed a puppy and threw it at the man.

"Leave-me-alone!!"

The man gently raised his hand to block Anna's attack. The stuffed toy smashed into the man's arm and fell limply to the ground.

Anna desperately hugged her head with both hands and buried it between her knees, as if this would make the man in front of her nothing.

Everything is real.

The man grabbed Anna's arm and lifted her up and placed her on the bed.

He restrained Anna's hands with one hand and put a ether-soaked towel over Anna's face with the other.

Anna had been twisting her body desperately, trying to break free from the man's grasp. But how can a 10-year-old girl compare to a muscular adult man? The difference between the two is like the difference between the size of the earth and the sun.

Anna's resistance gradually weakened, and eventually stopped completely.

The man carried Anna on his shoulders and walked towards the warehouse.

3:20.

The man entered the warehouse and placed Anna on a round plank.

He was ready to suffocate Anna to death with a pillow.

He never tortured little girls, and he didn't have a penchant for it. All he wanted to have was a simple, intact Christina who could always be by her side.

The man picked up a pillow from the workbench on his right.

He gripped the pillow tightly with both hands, ready to press it down on Anna's head.

"Click"

The man suddenly heard a slight sound of the door opening.

He immediately turned around and pulled a pistol from the holster at his waist.

An Asian teenager tiptoed open the door to the warehouse.

The Asian teenager looked at the man in embarrassment.

"Hey man, I seem to be on the wrong track. ”

The answer to the Asian teenager was the man's pull on the trigger.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The Asian teenager hurriedly shrunk outside the warehouse.

"Jack Johnny! I've called the police! The police will be here at any moment!"

Man, no, Jack Johnny nervously pointed his pistol at the slightly open door and said, "Who are you?"

"My name is Alan, I'm a private investigator, you're surrounded!"

A calm male voice came from outside.

Jack didn't know if the Asian boy/man outside was telling the truth, and the age of the Asian was really uncertain.

He asked in a loud voice, "What do you want?"

Madrigal hid outside the door and said, "The police already know that you are the 'Devil of Christmas Eve', and you have nowhere to escape! Now you hand over Anna to me, and I will explain to the police that you are very cooperative and can be sentenced lightly." ”

Jack smiled disdainfully and said, "No, they won't!"

The sirens of police cars could be heard faintly in the distance.

Jack's face grew to fill with madness.

He said loudly to the madrigal, "Alan, I'll give you three seconds now, if you don't come in, I'll shoot that little girl!!"

Pastoral's heart tightened.

He could hear the determination in Jack's voice.

"Three!"

Jack began a loud countdown.

It didn't take Jack to count the next two times, and Madrigal stood in the doorway.

"I'M OUT, DON'T-SHOOT!"

Madrigal said with his hands above his head and towards Jack.

His eyes were fixed on Jack's index finger. If Jack has a precursor to wanting to shoot, Madrigal can make sure he can dodge it without any problems.

The sirens are getting closer.

Jack asked Madrigal to walk over slowly, threw him a plastic handcuff, and asked Madrigal to put it on herself.

Madrigal did so.

"Papapapa"

Messy footsteps could be heard outside.