But Al thought about it, maybe she somehow ran here to hide, and then was frightened by her own breaking in, and forced to kill herself?

Okay, so rule out the [kill her and throw her out as bait] option for now, though you'll have to use another disgusting alternative.

His plan was to throw a bait out and tie it up with a sheet and quilt, of course, it would be better to use the corpse directly, it was dark outside, only the hazy moonlight provided a faint light, Al didn't believe that the attackers could tell at a glance whether it was a person or a corpse flying out, and if he made it more realistic, he might not be able to see it after a few more glances.

So when the bait, which they can't distinguish at a glance, is thrown into a certain blind corner, which is also not clear at a glance, will the attacker chase after it? It is very likely that one more person will have twice the probability of someone coming to check, and the best outcome is that all the attackers will rush over, but the more attackers, the less likely this is to come.

As soon as those people were in sight, he jumped from the second floor and gave each of them a [one hundred].

If memory serves, there is exactly one such place opposite the windows of these two rooms. - The stables.

His hands did not stop when he considered this, and through the thin linen, Al found that it was a suspender coat instead of a tight tight corset, and it was also said that the kind of strangulation was very uncomfortable to wear, and was usually used by aristocratic women who rarely worked.

At the same time, he also found that the small grapes have changed from soft to hard, and the real grapes will become softer and softer, which is really unbearable to let go. I don't know if it's because of the exhaustion of strength, the strength of the other party's struggle weakened again, so Al's elbow also relaxed a little again, but the other party didn't react accordingly because of this, maybe he really didn't have the strength.

The next question, how can she stay here in a good manner? The mercenaries have searched the cellar, the whole house is in a mess, even the cellar has been searched, it is impossible not to go up to the second floor, the tragic situation of the next room also proves this, how can they let a living woman go.

It doesn't make sense, this kind of hiding method can also deceive me......

Grass, this one doesn't matter!

By the way, is this man also part of those people's plans?

Al immediately put this nonsense behind him.

The door panel temporarily isolated the hot and pungent smoke, and the slightly normal air gradually returned Al's sense of smell to normal, and while thinking and rubbing, he actually smelled a stench in the air, as the sense of smell became more and more normal, the smell became heavier and heavier, he sniffed left and right, and finally focused his attention on the other party again.

This discovery immediately diminished his interest.

As a person who has experience as a serf, what kind of chores he has not done, if I am not mistaken, it is the smell of various animal dung mixed together, Al leaned into the other party's face and sniffed, he estimated that it should be a little more horse manure, and the rest is cow dung, and a little bit of human dung mixed in.

For a little girl, it is more credible than body odor or something unclean on her body.

When he leaned over, in addition to smelling the stench emanating from the other party's body, he also heard sobs that were becoming more and more obvious.

The frost-white spots of light that were screened into a quadrilateral shape by the window happened to be imprinted on the side of the other party's face, and Al broke her face, exposing the little face covered in blue-black dirt to the moonlight, Al wondered if it was, if so, it was all on the face, and it must be on the body, otherwise how could the smell be so strong?

The big bright eyes were so fixed open, and large tears were overflowing from their sockets, and they reflected the moonlight like crystalline pearls rolling down, and fell into the long hair that should have been golden but was now colorful.

Al scolded in a low voice, "What are you crying about, how many adults dare to smash other people's heads with flower pots, and if you smash it, you may die, you don't distinguish between good and bad, and now you deserve to do this......"

Although his tone was fierce, after he scolded for a while, his heart had completely softened.

After thinking about it, he continued to say fiercely, "You still dare to hit me with something?!"

But the other party ignored him, still sobbing to himself, although he deliberately suppressed the volume of his voice, he cried so much that his whole little face was distorted, obviously wronged and sad to the extreme.

Al shook his head, and said in his heart that you want my life, I just can't do too much to you, and now I'm ready to let you go, what else do you want, do you want to explore the mysteries of humanity?!

With a twist of his waist, he angrily pushed the other party, so frightened that the other party's crying stopped abruptly, he nodded with satisfaction, and still said viciously, "Do you still dare?! ”

"No...... "No...... the little girl [no] a few times, but she never finished the whole sentence, and she cried even harder, and it seemed that she couldn't stop for a while.

Seeing her crying sadly, Al completely let go of her elbow, which was completely deterrent, gave up the idea of continuing [the investigation], and got up from the other party, he looked at the other party a few times in the moonlight, and found that except for the slightly bulging chest, her arms and legs were small and small, and the skeleton had not yet grown, and she should not be able to eat enough.

Al recalled the tone of the elder teaching the child in his impression, and threatened, "Don't cry, if you cry again, I'll throw you out of the window!"

However, his confident performance did not produce the expected effect, but had the opposite effect, the little girl even cried so much that she could not breathe, and a pair of dirty little hands kept wiping her tears, and she had thrown her love of beauty out of the clouds, and the filth on her cheeks was wiped everywhere by her.

Sighing, Al impatiently grabbed the other party's shoulders and crotch, trying to turn her over, and take out the storm that was crushing underneath, it hadn't been away from him for so long since getting the storm.

But when his hand touched the other party again, the crying also stopped abruptly again, Al suddenly realized, and laughed secretly in his heart, it turned out that this guy was afraid of the truth and was not afraid of falsehood, no matter how he said it, it was useless, but as long as he used a little means......