The night breeze was slow, and Chris's long hair was slightly undulating, and his figure slowly lowered downward. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, his feet hit the ground.

This is a fairly simple yard is small, but also complete, a spire double-storey house stands quietly in the courtyard, there is a small yard outside the door, such a design, more than ten years ago, this is also a solid well-off home. A phoenix tree is planted in the corner of the courtyard, although it is the season of lush foliage at this time, but its leaves and branches are very scattered, it seems quite a little malnourished, the ground of the courtyard in addition to the middle aisle, on both sides there are also a few barely visible furrows, on which are planted some vegetables and flowers, but it seems that the owner has not taken care of it seriously for a long time, I don't know whether it is a flower stalk or weeds scattered in a mess, messy.

Chris came to the door, pushed open the small iron door that had just passed his waist, and entered the courtyard.

Because it was night, no footprints could be seen in the stone-paved middle aisle.

He slowly walked to the door, reached out and pressed it against the door, and gave it a gentle push.

The door creaked and slowly opened.

In the darkness, a choking breath came to my face.

Wet, bloody, oppressive, with a hint of dust and decay.

Chris stood silently in the doorway.

This is a living room, the furnishings inside are very typical Luo Lan style layout, two small coffee tables or small side tables instead of large coffee tables, which not only reduces the floor space of the coffee table, but also moves more flexibly, and can flexibly adjust the layout according to the number of people in the living room.

Most of the various furniture in the room are not the same color, and even the style and material are also different, which is very different from the complete set of layouts that Chinese families always liked in the previous life.

In the corner where the large and small sofas meet, place a round side table, the same height as the armrests of the sofa. On the side table, there are mainly miscellaneous items, books, small potted plants for decoration, and a white candlestick. The magic crystal lamp has entered people's homes more than 200 years ago, even if all the furnishings of this house are still more than ten years ago, but the candlesticks at that time are quite rare.

Of course, if the room is cleaner and neater, it is indeed a place that makes people look comfortable.

The floor was paved with stones, and there was a blanket under a few small circles, which may have been pale gray at first, but now it had turned black, and there were a few small holes that had been broken, and I don't know if it had been bitten by some animal or if it had been worn naturally over time, and the raw edges were black, and it seemed that a puff of dust might rise up when you stepped on it.

Chris's eyes glanced around the living room and looked to the second room on the right.

Because it was the only room where the door was opened.

Chris walked in.

Then there was a pause.

The furnishings in the room were simple.

A desk is placed under the window, two soft-looking sofas are not neatly leaning against the corner, on the left is a dresser, on which the jewelry box, comb, and hairpin are placed on the table, which is slightly messy, and in the center is a large bed, and a few clothes are scattered on the carpet on the floor in front of the bed, but among them, there is a suit of armor.

At the four corners of the bed frame hung an orange curtain, but one corner had been torn off and hung on the bed, with one foot exposed, and there was no blood-colored pale foot.

The bed was translucent, and two people could be vaguely seen inside, but there was no life or movement, and together with the exposed foot, it was easy to conclude that they were both dead.

Kris didn't immediately lift the bed, he looked at the foot that was exposed outside the bed, and then carefully unwrapped the armor with his foot, and with a slight touch, the armor turned over.

The front chest of the armor is protruding forward in a triangular shape, this design can avoid the opponent's direct stabbing in the front, in the Luo Lan Empire, this kind of armor is rare, but all the soldiers in Kib Town wear this kind of armor, so it is almost impossible to recognize it to know that the dead guy is Darnell's subordinate. Sure enough, a small emblem on his chest identified him - a flaming tulip.

In the army, the people who can wear this kind of armor are definitely veterans who have followed Darnell for many years.

And except for this armor, most of the rest are men's clothes and trousers, and there is only one woman's clothes.

Pajamas.

White pajamas.

Chris raised an eyebrow.

Because, this pajama was a little familiar, so he could almost immediately be sure that it was the woman who had come out of Irene's building half an hour earlier lying on the bed.

Chris sneered softly, lit the light, and everything in the room was clearly visible.

On the orange bed, there were still specks of blood splattered on it.

He reached out and lifted the bed.

Everything in front of him was as he imagined.

The two naked/naked bodies were stacked on top of each other in a male and female position, and the man's back was covered with only one hilt, which was already stained red with blood.

From the length of the hilt, it can be inferred that it has nailed both men to the bed.

It pierced through the back of the man's heart, and it was very accurate, and it penetrated his heart in an instant, and the man's hands were still pressed against the back of the woman below him, so he died before he could make any struggles.

And the woman's hands under him are on the man's shoulders, her feet are straight, and several folds of the bed sheet can be clearly seen at the heels, and the intervals in each place are very large, which shows that the man's impact in love is really not small. However, there is a bit of a strange thing about the woman's feet, in which the woman's legs are placed in three positions: first, to open them to the sides, second, to twist her legs around the man's legs, and third, to clamp her legs between the man's waist.

In any of these three positions, after being nailed to the bed with a long sword, the woman will naturally lower her legs and will not appear to be straight.

However, when he saw the woman's expression, Chris understood the reason.

When the long sword was nailed into their bodies, the man died immediately, but the long sword penetrated the woman's right chest, therefore, the woman did not die immediately, and struggled slightly, but due to the muscle spasms caused by the severe pain, coupled with the man's weight and the long sword that penetrated the two people's bodies, the woman could not break free, only reluctantly stretched out her hand, put it on the man's shoulder and wanted to push it away, but she failed to do so, perhaps, during the period she was still holding her breath, but a mouth spurted blood, and the little blood stained on the bed was only afraid that this is how it came。 (To be continued.) )