When Lu Zijin woke up, he only knew that he was in a small space.

When a person with a strong heart encounters such a situation, his first reaction is to think about why he is here and how to fill up, instead of shouting in a panic.

Lu Zijin is such a person with a strong heart, although she is only a girl less than 20 years old, but his inner strength is not comparable to ordinary people.

Why is it here? She remembered that she had found the trace of the thief who had stolen the Beijing Museum in Hercule's hotel, and had planned to sneak around at night to catch the thief, but she had fallen prey to someone else.

She moved her hands and feet, and felt that her hands and feet were not tied, but the area next to her hands and feet was not large, and it should have been lighted in a narrow space, because she could still breathe, so it could not be regarded as being locked in a confined space.

Suddenly, a ray of light suddenly shone in, and then something that was probably similar to a lid on the top of his head was pushed open, revealing a middle-aged Caucasian man with blond hair and blue eyes, and the clothes on his body were similar to priest's clothes, but Lu Zijin seemed to feel that something was wrong.

"Oh, my beautiful angel, you have woken up at last. Your face is like God's most perfect creation, thank God for sending you to me. An exaggerated smile appeared at the corner of the priest's mouth, and there was greed, fascination, and appreciation in his eyes.

"God? Is it God? Lu Zijin knew that the Caucasian man in front of him had nothing to do with his disappearance.

"Dear angel, certainly not God! Our God is omnipotent, and it is much better to believe in it than to believe in that useless old man. Speaking of God, a Caucasian man in priest's clothes, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Can you tell me why I'm here?"

"Dear Miss, I saved you, shouldn't you make a promise according to the rules of your Orientals?" This strange-looking priest opened his mouth to ask Lu Zijin to make a personal promise.

"Staying here in this state, I don't think you've saved me." Lu Zijin wanted to move his hands and feet and tried to stand up, but found that his hands and feet were weak.

"Oh, beautiful young lady, don't move, you don't have any strength in your body right now." The man stretched out his hand to touch Lu Zijin's face, but suddenly stopped, as if he was afraid of defiling her.

"Do I have a right to know what's going on?"

"First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Martin, a priest, but not the priest of the old man of God, but the priest of the Satanic Demon King," the man identified himself as Martin, "Don't you know that you have been honored to be the sacrifice of the Black Mass, and if I hadn't saved you, you might have been a corpse last night." ”

Lu Zijin, who came to country Y to carry out a mission, still has a certain understanding of the customs here, she has done a lot of preparations, and she also knows that there is the notorious Black Mass here, but shouldn't the person who is chosen as the sacrifice of the Black Mass Religion receive any hints first? For example, a card with a weird symbol or something, why did she get caught here without any hint at all? It's not scientific.

"Isn't the Black Mass religion supposed to give some corresponding hints in the selection of sacrifices? But I didn't get the slightest hint of it. "Lu Zijin is now in an absolute disadvantage, so at this time, the words that come out of the mouth of this man named Martin are all credible.

"You think we're going to be that stupid? You guests from the East like to go online and post your own things on the Internet, so more and more people know that our Black Mass Sect will be given some black cards or something, and then cause a precaution and run away, but we keep pace with the times, and whoever we choose will be directly arrested. Martin looked mocking.

"Now that I've been chosen as a sacrifice, why did you bring me here?" Lu Zijin didn't even have the strength to raise his fingers, even if he spoke in an extremely slow tone, "And why can't I even move?" ”

"My grandmother is a woman from the East, so I am different from most Westerners, I like women from the East very much, especially you are a young, beautiful woman, I originally wanted to make you a specimen and collect it forever, but then I was not willing to do it, as for why you can't even move now, it is because I injected you with a lot of anesthetic, which is also to prevent you from escaping." Martin didn't think that the woman lying in the coffin still had the possibility of escaping.

As for why it was placed in a coffin? Martin said that the beauty in the coffin, isn't this the standard configuration of fairy tales?

On the other hand, the thief's life was indeed not very good, after he was caught by a few Orientals, several forces appeared, without exception, the target was him.

This annoyed the thief, had he done so many bad things? Therefore, if he provokes the anger of people and gods, several forces will arrest him.

"Have you been messing with anyone again? Why are so many people trying to arrest you? If it weren't for the Boss's death order to take you back, I wouldn't be happy to arrest you. Chen Yifan took off the sunglasses on his face, this is already the first wave of people, are you annoyed? There's more to come.

The boss in his mouth is Xia Min, the boss didn't tell him the reason, but he thought that it must have something to do with Miss Lu Zijin's disappearance, he is the right-hand man of his own boss, and he still knows these news.

However, the thief who went to steal things in the Beijing Museum did not stay in his hands for long, because Mao Shuhang came in person.

Mao Shuhang and his subordinates surrounded Chen Yifan and his people.

"Young Master Mao, don't embarrass me. I brought this person back, which is also the meaning of the two young masters of our family, I know that you are also trying to find the young lady faster, but I really can't give this person to you, why don't you go back with me to see the young master and interrogate him together. ”

Mao Shuhang really shook his head, "I can't wait, you go back and tell the two young masters of your family, there is a reason for it, please forgive me for being rude." ”

Chen Yifan looked at the black muzzle pointed at him, and could only compromise helplessly.

So, Mao Shuhang took the thief to find a nearby hotel, and several of the accompanying bodyguards were carrying boxes in their hands, and when they opened the boxes, they realized that these boxes were originally filled with torture instruments.

Huaguo has thousands of years of cultural heritage, all kinds of knowledge have a strong historical heritage, torture tools are no exception, such as cannon branding, according to legend is inherited from the Shang Dynasty thousands of years ago, although Mao Shuhang's people can't brand me here, but the simplified version of the soldering iron can indeed be placed in the room.

As soon as he saw this formation, the thief's face turned white with fright, "Isn't it true that you Huaguo can't use lynching?" Whatever you ask, I'll tell you all, but please, please, don't let this thing fall on me, please. ”

Mao Shuhang's brows have been furrowed, in the past few days, his heart has been like pressing a big stone, Lu Zijin is gone, he is scared day and night, if the person who took Lu Zijin is in front of him, he must have unceremoniously stabbed him with his own hands.

Although the little girl said that she had been in the army for a few years, in the final analysis, she was still a little girl who was less than 20 years old, and she had not really suffered anything.

"I ask you, did a beautiful girl from the East appear around you the other day? Where did she go afterward? Does her disappearance have anything to do with you? How much do you know in between? Say it all, I won't do anything to you, but if you have to hide a little, I will let you know what it means to not be able to survive and not to die. Mao Shuhang's eyes were full of gloom, like an enraged beast.

"Let me think about it, I seem to have a little impression." The thief looked at the red-colored soldering iron, and was terrified, if this fell on his own skin, tsk, it would kill people, right?

The bodyguard behind Mao Shuhang seemed to raise the soldering iron in his hand threateningly, and the triangular metal had been branded red, flashing with a bewitching beauty.

The thief took two steps back and said tremblingly, "I'm a thief." A few days ago, someone hired me to go to the Beijing Museum in Huaguo to steal something, and the price was very eye-catching, so I went, but then the person who hired me told me that I was being targeted, a woman, a young woman from the East, and he told me to be careful and asked me to lead him to Herculite, and I did so, and I really don't know the rest. ”

Mao Shuhang grasped the point, "Herculitus, what is that place?" ”

"Herculite is a local hotel here, but it's not just a hotel, it has another hidden meaning, of course, it's just speculation on the part of our locals, and I don't know if it's true or not." The thief was eager to confess everything he knew.

"What is the hidden meaning?"

"Herculitus, in our local dialect, means kiss of death, we locals generally don't go to that hotel, because I heard that the forces behind him have an inexplicable relationship with Black Mass, you also know what Black Mass is." The thief thought for a moment and added, "In the past few days, only one woman from the East has appeared next to me, and he probably disappeared from this hotel, I don't know the rest, I know, I have already said it." ”