Darkness, still darkness, endless darkness completely surrounded me, and I couldn't breathe at all.

In my mind, Tang Yirou's screams echoed one after another, and I couldn't disperse for a long time.

Even though I knew that she deliberately faked her death to deceive me in the underground factory, in my heart, I still wanted to believe that she was kind. Therefore, when I heard Tang Yirou's voice asking for help, I was still instinctively worried, and then lost my mind.

It's just that things don't seem to be that simple.

In the darkness, I could almost see Tang Yirou dragging his sawn body in half, constantly crawling towards me. Her expression was unusually hideous, like the eyes of a devil, and just one glance could pull people into the abyss.

In an instant, the strong smell of blood rushed to his face.

Tang Yirou stretched out her hand and kept approaching me, while muttering: "Actually, we are all the same, and none of us can escape。。。。。 ”

"Whew!"

There was a shudder, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.

At this moment, my brain was so dizzy that my whole body became extremely cold, as if there was no part of my body that belonged to me.

The side effects of inhaling too much chloroform are enormous. As I gradually regained consciousness, my brain felt like it was about to explode, and it hurt terribly. My stomach has been convulsing one after another since just now, and the continuous spasms have made me cry wildly, as if I can pour out all the acid water in my stomach at any time.

However, after the pain, I was able to see my surroundings more clearly.

My hands were tied to a stone pillar with ropes, and I couldn't break free with my strength alone. At the same time, I realized that someone had stripped me of all my clothes, and I was leaning naked against the edge of the stone pillar, freezing to the point of almost losing consciousness.

Stripped of my clothes came in second, and worst of all, I had a saber and a police pistol in my trouser pocket. Without those two things, I would have lost the capital to fight the murderer.

The smell of blood in the dream continued to penetrate the tip of my nose, and as I regained consciousness, I realized that I was in a dilapidated main church, and there was a huge cross in front of it, clearly visible.

To my right, there is a window, through which I can vaguely see the old port in the distance.

From this point of view, it can be inferred that this is the fourth floor of the church. It seems that after that 'bastard' stunned me with chloroform, he took me directly to the fourth floor, if it wasn't for Tang Yirou's scream, which distracted me, perhaps, I wouldn't have ended up in such an embarrassing end.

The whole cathedral was dark, and all I could see was the one in front of me. The floors on both sides were covered with blood and animal hair, and fat rats were constantly passing under my feet, hungry for food, among which there were several animal skins, which were clearly visible. It is estimated that the fishy smell in the dream before came from here.

I don't know exactly how long I've been in a coma, but no matter how long I've been in a coma, things seem to be getting a little bit wrong. It is only 45 minutes at most to get to the church from the city office. If Tang Yan contacted the city bureau at the moment when the group of mysterious people entered the church, it stands to reason that Cheng Zhimin and they should have rushed to the church.

But why, until now, the surrounding area of this church is still very quiet, and there has not even been a burst of alarm bells? Could it be that the situation has changed, or is it that even Tang Yan has an accident?

Calm down, calm down, at this time, instead of pinning your hopes on Cheng Zhimin and the criminal investigation team, it is better to work hard and try to see if you can save yourself.

My hands and feet were tightly tied to the stone pillar behind me with rough hemp rope, and I struggled a few times, but I couldn't move at all. If I'm not mistaken, the kind of thick hemp rope that binds me should be used by the countrymen to tie pigs, and the tenacity and strength are so high that it is impossible to break free with brute force.

At this moment, if you want to escape from here, there are only two ways left. Either I can find a piece of gravel, or something like that, that will slowly break the rope. Or, I can 'break' my wrist and 'pull' my left and right hands out of the rope.

It's just that the first method seems a little unrealistic, and as for the second, I can't muster the courage to do so.

"Ahh Help me! ”

Just as I was trying to find a way out, Tang Yirou's cry for help exploded again from inside this small church.

The same words, the exact same tone, and the duration of time, are all the same. No matter how slow I was, I understood it. This voice was clearly recorded by someone in advance with a recording device, and then released publicly, but I didn't expect to be 'tricked' by such a trick.

"Ahh Help me! "Ahh Help me! "Ahh Help me! ”

Along with the recording, there was the sound of high heels stepping on the ground. Gradually, the torches entrenched on both sides of the main church began to be lit one after another, and the rats under my feet, as if sensing the danger, began to flee in all directions.

At that moment, a large white hand stretched out from the darkness, grabbed one of the mice, and then clenched it in his hand. In an instant, the rat began to struggle violently as if it felt death. However, no matter how much it struggled, it was to no avail.

"You... Finally woke up. I... I've wanted to see you for a long time! ”

A cold voice slowly sounded from the darkness in front of him, like the voice of a man deliberately pinching his own throat.

At the same time, along with the voice, a red 'color' figure appeared in front of me.

He is about 1.82 tall, with delicate facial features, and a miserable white face. Although the visitor had long hair, and was dressed in red, he wore black silk stockings on his legs. But the muscles and flesh on both sides of the guy's big arms and small 'legs' are clearly visible.

The red 'colored' shirt on the upper body of the man, both in style and appearance, was exactly the same as the one Ye Xianguo was wearing. Therefore, this red coat should also be transformed from the experimental coat of the "Indoctrination Field" plan.

If I hadn't miscalculated, the "female" person in front of me would have been inkstone.

After all this time, I finally saw the inkstone, but the current situation was something I could never have expected before.

So far, all the details of the inkstone are exactly the same as those described by the mountain 'chicken', and they are exactly the same as what I have speculated. In this person's eyes, there is really an indescribable feeling.

It's like a hidden swamp that attracts curious animals, but once the ignorant are trapped in it, it's impossible to get out again.

"Are you, inkstone?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the "'woman'" covered her mouth with her hand, and then smiled and said, "Well, I had such a name, but it was a long time ago. ”

That kind of deliberately pretending to be flattering made me feel sincerely disgusted, especially after knowing the crimes he committed, I hated this guy in front of me from the bottom of my heart.

"You killed it, whether it was Shanying, Team Leader Wu, or the four dead people before." Looking at the inkstone in front of me, I said coldly.

Anyway, things have developed to this point, and I don't care about it anymore, so I ask a little more about 'sex', and maybe I can die and understand.

"Yes, I did it all!" Yan Hei promised to be refreshing, without any hesitation and procrastination.

"Why?"

Yan Hei glared at me, then slowly walked towards me, and said word by word: "Many things, there are not so many whys." If you insist on asking, then I can only say, because those guys, all deserve to die! ”

All damn it? Could it be that just because of these four words, he could have deprived those seven people of their 'sex' lives in such a cruel way?

This person lacks basic empathy, and his 'spirit' state is not normal. To deal with him, it is estimated that conventional means will not work at all.

My heart sank, and I continued to ask, "What happened to the old police officer you kidnapped from the police station?" Is he still alive now? ”