On the dock, the onlookers only watched from a distance and did not dare to approach, one of the men in black raised his hand, the raging fire surrounded the ice cubes in the center, the wind helped the fire, and in the "whirring" burning sound, the ice cubes were melting rapidly, and finally only the petite body was left on the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Still a little girl!

The leader of the men in black nodded, and the rest of the people immediately stepped forward and put forbidden magic rings on her, and also tied chains to her limbs, and then the six men in black took her on the horse, drove towards the city, and disappeared into the dock with the sound of the horse's hooves.

Then the onlookers dared to start talking.

"I'm not mistaken, it's a little girl!"

"It's really a little girl, how can it be a murderer!"

"There must be a mistake!"

"Shh

It was a small room of less than 20 square meters, and close to the ceiling, there was a tiny air window that even cats and dogs could not enter or exit.

A special iron bench with several chains at the back, a door frame resembling a subway frame in the center, which seems to be adjustable in height, and an iron stool with special circlips on the armrests and legs to hold people in place. The walls are covered with chains, whips, hooks, brushes, knives, hoops, and other tools of unknown name.

The room was filled with the stench of decay and mildew, mottled dark mildew on the stone walls, a few black-brown blood clots clotted on them, and the floor was so dirty that it was impossible to see its original color.

The little girl was taken to a stool and secured, with a chain chaining her head and waist.

After dissolving from the ice, the little girl had been shivering, but when she came to this cold room, she gradually eased up.

She was still very young, and Clover estimated that she should be around eleven or twelve years old. The long gray-yellow hair was damp and scattered, almost obscuring the childish little face. She wore only a thin red underwear and shorts.

She lifted her face and was actually smiling.

Clover was sure she was smiling happily, the kind of joy that came from the bottom of her heart, her face round and her lovely baby fat, but her eyes were filled with age-inappropriate madness.

The leader of the men in black casually took off a whip from the wall, licked his lips, his eyes shone with excitement, and with a wave of his hand, he slapped it on the little girl's body, and with a "snap", a bright red whip mark immediately appeared on her shoulder.

"Ho ho ho ho~"

The little girl's body shook, but she laughed even more wildly.

The second whip was on her chest, and the third shredded her clothes, the broken placket drooping down, revealing the little girl's pink buds that had not yet begun to develop.

So the leader became more and more excited.

The little girl's body began to twitch, and although there was still a smile on her face, she could only make an intermittent "gurgling" sound from between her throats, until she rolled her eyes and foamed at the mouth with convulsions, and the leader stopped the whip.

He panted slightly and looked closer, licked his lips, and waved to Clover, "Wake her up!"

Clover quickly lifted a bucket of water and poured it on the little girl's head, washing off all the tattered clothes on her upper body, and her white upper body was covered with whips and blood.

The little girl let out a slight moan.

The leader lifted her chin with the whip: "Okay, now you can say, why did you kill Baron Dikar's family?"

The water from the ends of her hair flowed into the little girl's eyes, and she blinked faintly and smiled.

"I didn't kill his family!"

"Dare to quibble! Twenty-three lives are there, and you dare to say that you didn't kill them?"

"Oh," said the little girl, still smiling, as if obediently answering the elder's question, "I killed them." But he still has a family member, I didn't kill him!"

The leader was stunned, glanced at several subordinates around him inquiringly, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he shouted: "Nonsense, you dare to lie at this time," the whip in his hand flicked on the wound next to the little girl's bud, and when he saw the little girl's body twisted due to pain, he licked his lips excitedly, "There are no less eleven people in the Dikal family, if it weren't for your young age, hehe, do you think we only have this means?"

"I'm not lying, my mother said, it's not a good boy to deceive," a strange smile appeared on the little girl's face, "because I'm also the daughter of Lord Baron Dicard!"

All the men in black were stunned.

They had all seen the scene of the murder, Baron Dikal was dead in his own bed, naked/naked, apparently having his throat cut by a woman at the height of his excitement.

Not only Dikal's family of eleven, but also twelve servants and maids were also killed in their sleep.

Later, it was learned that a little maid who was recruited into the Baron's Mansion last month was missing, and it was clear from the handprints and footprints left at the scene that the little girl was likely to be the murderer.

Baron Dikal has little interest in mature women, but has a perverted penchant for underage girls, as evidenced by the many young maids in his mansion.

Dicar's collection of little girls has three channels:

One is to go to the slave market and buy it.

The second is to go to remote towns and buy from poor families.

The third is to search the slums of the city, and Master Dicar will disguise himself as rich people and deliberately walk through the slums, so as to attract these young thieves, and then catch them, and then take them back to the mansion as a matter of course.

It can be said that Baron Dikal is a nobleman who knows the law very well.

But he didn't expect that many years ago, a maid who was kicked out of the house because of her age became pregnant.

"I thought my mother was lying to me," the little girl's voice grim, "I had just wanted to meet this father, but I had been wandering in front of the Baron's Court for days, but I had not been able to see him... But finally one day, I was knocked down by one of the guards in the house, and said that I stole his money..."

"Hehehe~" She let out a creepy laugh, "... Then I met him, my father, what a loving man, he whispered in my ear that he would hurt me, and when I cried, he would lick away my tears with his tongue, and he would put me to sleep with his arms every day, and he taught me many postures..."

She let out another nervous laugh.

The people in black around him felt chills all over their bodies.

The six people walked out of the torture room, and inside, the little girl was still "giggling" and coughing from time to time.

"The murderer has been caught," the chief whispered, "the Baron Dikal's family has all been killed—no heirs to any inheritance, remember?"

Everyone nodded.

"This... Let Clovo do it. ”

Everyone's eyes turned to Colover, glowing green in the dim light of the hallway.

Clover looked up, a little puzzled, "What do you want me to do?"

The leader frowned, and another man in black pulled him aside and whispered in his ear: "You go in and end this matter, just do it, don't make the trauma and be seen, understand?"

Clover shuddered.

Got it!(To be continued.) )