Chapter 41: Serial Deaths in Rosetown 27
Sanna and Asa Leng looked at the two who seemed to be in a similar situation to the "disaster", and looked at each other helplessly.
It seems that this approach has also failed.
Assaleng stepped forward with the hemostatic medicine he had prepared in the morning, intending to terminate the experiment.
This is someone pushing the door in, and the sound of high heels stepping on the wooden floor is extraordinarily crisp.
Sanna and Assaleng looked up together, a tall red-haired woman with deep facial features, judging from her facial features, she should be a Westerner, but she was wearing a moon-white cheongsam, with long fiery red hair coiled on the top of her head, fixed with a white hosta with white tassels, holding a slender pipe in her hand, and a trace of smoke wrapped around her red lips - this woman exudes a calm and elegant oriental charm from her bones.
This is the first time Sanna and Asa Leng have seen a Western woman who can wear a cheongsam so authentically.
"Ma'am, are outsiders not allowed here for the time being?"
Sanna stepped forward, raised a smile, and reminded.
The red-haired woman glanced at her with lowered eyes, spat out a puff of smoke rings, and kept walking inside, "New here, I'm not an outsider...... Are you testing people?"
The red-haired woman walked up to Dong Wusheng, who was already half-unconscious, reached out and pinched Dong Wusheng's chin, straightened her face, and looked at it carefully.
"I don't care what you areβ"
Assaleng stepped forward and directly knocked off the red-haired woman's hand, she should be about the same height as the red-haired woman, but the red-haired woman wore high heels, which made her appear to be a head shorter.
Asa Leng raised his head slightly, looked at the woman coldly, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Now that we are dealing with it here, we don't need a woman of unknown origin to intervene, let me out." β
The red-haired woman seemed to be amused by Assalom's arrogance, she curled the corner of her mouth, passed her pipe to her lips and took a puff, then suddenly approached Assaleng and sprayed all the smoke in her face.
Asa frowned coldly and retreated with a look of disgust, but the woman chuckled, "Young man, don't be so arrogant. β
As she spoke, the woman bent down and applied the hemostatic medicine to Dong Wusheng's wrist, and pushed the medicine away with her index finger coated with bright red cardamom, casting a gentle shadow on her eyelids with her long light-colored eyelashes.
Looking at the hemostatic medicine in her hand, Asa Leng accepted a look of contempt - she didn't know when the hemostatic medicine was taken away by the woman just now.
"I'll take this girl with me. β
The woman picked up Dong Wusheng, didn't even leave Sanna and Asa Leng a straight look, and walked to the door.
Assalom's figure flashed and appeared in the doorway, "Who allowed you to take her away?"
The woman smiled, and she didn't know what she had done, and the man behind her, who was still dying, suddenly burned with ice blue flames.
The man screamed, rolled off the chair, and rolled on the ground.
Sanna and Asa were distinctly distinct, and his screams were full of anger.
"Now I can go, right?"
The woman never looked back, and now she tilted her neck slightly, as if she was tired of standing and wanted to rest, and the tassels on her head hung down to her shoulders with her movements, embellishing the delicate and smooth skin like white porcelain.
Except for the thin white calf under the cheongsam, the woman didn't show a trace of skin, but whoever looked at her felt crispy and fragrant.
Asa leaned silently against the door.
The woman passed by her without looking back, and stepped out the door. Across a wall, the rhythmic clicking sound of high heels is like the Brahma bell of an ancient temple, far and sacred, but it is also struck on the tip of people's hearts.
"What are we going to do now, Assaleng?"
Sanna looked at the doorway, then at the man rolling on the ground, blinking at a loss.
"Fool, the calamity is lying at your feet, and you still ask me what to do?"
Asa walked over with a cold face, lifted the man's collar and jumped out of the window, pressing the man directly into the viewing fountain.
However, the fire showed no sign of extinguishing when it met the water, like an ice-blue shadow, entangled in the man's body.
This is a pain for the man, on the one hand, the pleasure of suffocating underwater, and on the other hand, the bliss of burning himself, this kind of experience is really not something that ordinary people can experience.
When Asa Leng found that it was useless and was about to fish the man up, the man suddenly kicked his feet, and there was no sound, and the fire on his body was extinguished.
He's dead?
Asa was stunned.
It's not like that, it's been less than a minute......
Assalon took out his stick and scooped the man up, and laid him flat on the ground.
If you look closely, the man's chest is still rising and falling, touching the side of his neck, and there is still a pulse, no matter how you look at it, there are still vital signs.
Playing dead?
Asa narrowed his eyes coldly.
That's a terrible acting.
Asa Leng stepped forward and picked up the man's collar, stepped on the man's chest, and raised her hand to slap her hard, her hand hurt, and the man finally opened his eyes, but there was nothing in his eyes, not to mention his look, not even focused.
The appearance of a living dead alive.
What's going on? Is it still pretending, or is it ......?
Assaleng straightened, paced a few steps beside the man, and turned the man over on his tiptoes.
There was not a single trace of the flame on the man's body, and even his clothes were intact, and he could not imagine that he had just been burned to death.
"Asalom!"
Sanna ran over and stood still, holding her knees panting.
"Look at your useless look!"
Asa Leng couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"You don't wait for me, and you still talk about me!"
Sanna swung her fist at her, and Assaleng twitched the corners of her mouth.
Asa Leng lifted the man on tiptoe, "Come and see, what's going on with this man, he suddenly seems to have lost his soul, and he is obviously still alive." β
Sanna walked over to the man and squatted down, took out a pair of gloves from her pocket, put them on, and then carefully observed the man's mouth and nose, and sighed softly.
"How?"
Seeing Sanna fall into deep thought, Asa Leng couldn't help but ask after waiting for a while.
"He's in such a weird state......"
Sanna licked her lips unconsciously, and her gaze kept falling on the man, "It's like the soul has been drained away, have you ever seen someone whose soul has been drained?"
Asa shook his head coldly, "Who has ever seen that kind of thing?"
"I've seen it," Sanna continued, "and it's a previous case that hasn't been over until now...... I'm not the person in charge of that case, and I don't know some of the details, and in general, I don't know when it started, and some people are working on the calamity, and I don't know what the purpose of their research is, and what research experiments are carried out...... I don't know if it was caused by the failure of the experiment, or if they did it intentionally in order to control the calamity, that time we found the calamity as a sample of the experiment from a person's house, just like this man, obviously his vital signs are good, but he doesn't have any consciousness, and now it's been two or three years, and the calamity still hasn't reacted, and we all feel like there is no soul. β
And this kind of thing?
Asa Leng raised an eyebrow in slight surprise.
Sanna blinked quickly, "Eh, I have one thing in mind......"
"Say it quickly. β
Asa Leng said impatiently.
"Do you think that woman just now is actually very much in line with the image of Agatha, the god of fire in the oracle?"
Agatha, the god of fire?
Memories of them came to Assalen's mind.
A red-haired, red-eyed, flame-like woman, a god with the power to burn sinful souls.
It's quite similar.
Assaleng was amused by his thoughts, "So, the two of us are lucky enough to meet the gods today?"
Sanna had a big smile on her face, "Let's go buy a lottery ticket, Assalon!
"Buy you big-headed ghost!"
Asalom raised his hand and knocked on Sanna's head.