The combination lock on the door of the luxury apartment opened with a bang. Chen Fan, who was smelling of alcohol, hugged the black-haired beauty and stumbled in from the door while holding on to the wall. As soon as he closed the door, the two of them tripped and fell before they took a few steps. Entering the soft and spacious sofa.
Looking at each other, Chen Fan burst into laughter first, while the black-haired beauty also covered her mouth and chuckled, pushing Chen Fan away from her with a hint of coquettishness: "Hey! The whole body smells like wine. ! You go take a hot bath first, my sister will be with you in a while!"
As soon as he heard this, Chen Fan suddenly became excited. He rolled up from the sofa in an instant, turned his back to the black-haired beauty without warning, and walked happily towards the bathroom.
Staring at the back of Chen Fan who had taken the bait, a gleam suddenly flashed in the dark eyes of the black-haired beauty who looked drunk just now. She reached out and took out a syringe containing brown medicine from her leather bag, and came quietly. Behind Chen Fan, with lightning speed, he pierced the slender needle into the back of his neck.
However, just when the needle was about to hit the back of Chen Fan's neck, who didn't know anything, and the black-haired beauty herself showed a successful smile, Chen Fan suddenly tilted his head slightly like a prophet, letting the sharp needle pass by his neck, causing As a series of drops of blood came out, he instantly twisted the black-haired beauty's sneak attack wrist with his right hand, causing her to let go with pain. Then she caught the falling needle with her left hand, turned around, and hit the black-haired beauty's thigh with a needle.
Suddenly, he pressed the push handle. As soon as the brown liquid in the needle was injected into the lower half, Chen Fan was kicked away by the black-haired beauty who reacted. He took the initiative to step back a few steps, tilted his head and looked at the black-haired beauty with interest. .
The black-haired beauty, who had reaped the consequences, gritted her teeth and pulled out the needle from her thigh. She staggered back a few steps and sat back on the sofa. She raised her head and looked at Chen Fan in confusion: "What are you...how?" …”
Seeing the black-haired beauty asking this, Chen Fan was even more puzzled: "I'm even more surprised, Black Rose. How dare you, a murderer who is wanted for committing such a heinous crime as attacking and skinning multiple people, dare to appear in public? The Cowherd shop still hooks up with me? And looking at you, you should know that I am a new member of the administration, right? This is too courageous. "
Even though she was about to fall into coma, Black Rose couldn't accept being called out by Chen Fan. She struggled to speak: "No... it's possible... my... face is..."
He probably understood that Black Rose wanted to explain how he recognized her even though her face had been changed. Chen Fan spread his hands innocently: "What's the point of changing your face? The distance between the eyebrows has not changed. Who can't recognize her?" It's you?"
Fuck it, the distance between the eyebrows has not changed.
What lunatic would first look at the distance between her eyebrows when seeing a beautiful woman...
With such regret, Black Rose couldn't withstand the effects of the powerful anesthetic, and fell down on the sofa and passed out completely.
Seeing Black Rose fainted and motionless, Chen Fan carefully transformed a golden branch from the palm of his hand, poked Black Rose's body pain points a few times from a distance to confirm that she was not cheating, and then breathed a sigh of relief. : "Hey, luckily I drank with my father a few times before, otherwise I might have been really drunk... Thanks to my alertness, I gave myself a lot of drugs after the singer incident to create resistance, otherwise I would have just been I'm afraid I won't have a chance to fight back after that, because Black Rose's anesthetic power is ridiculously strong."
After confirming that Black Rose was indeed unconscious, Chen Fan waved his hand to eliminate the golden branches, and then shook his wrist again to create a bundle of sparkling golden ropes: "Well, although it is just a superficial thing, the purpose of interrogating this matter is to It’s fun to enjoy the process, isn’t it?”
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After waking up from the darkness, Black Rose subconsciously wanted to touch her head and stand up. As soon as she moved her hands, she felt like they were bound by something. They were firmly trapped on a cylindrical object and could only swing slightly.
Suddenly awakened by fright, Black Rose opened her eyes and suddenly found that she was lying naked on the cold rectangular coffee table, her hands were tied with golden ropes, and her wrists were tied to the legs of the coffee table, unable to move. The feet were also manipulated in the same way. The ankles were tied to the remaining two table legs and could only swing slightly from side to side.
Instinctively, he wanted to close his legs, but Black Rose's body could only twist once, and then he was completely at his wits' end.
Realizing that he had completely overturned, Black Rose immediately looked around, and immediately saw the prey that had been tricked into the temporary home, and was about to be skinned according to his own interests after interrogation, sitting on the sofa next to him, looking straight at him. He glanced at the pile of paper and a piece of cloth in front of him and wondered what he was thinking.
As if he noticed that Black Rose had woken up, Chen Fan immediately raised his head and stretched out his hand to say hello with a smile: "Hey, Ms. Black Rose, are you awake? Just in time, I was wondering which one is better, cloth or paper, so... Please help me answer it."
With that said, Chen Fan squatted down next to Black Rose's head with an object in each hand: "Do you prefer fabric or paper?"
"spit!"
Angrily, Black Rose spat a mouthful of water on Chen Fan's face. Black Rose struggled hard twice, but had to give up the fight because of the rope restraint: "Crazy, what on earth do you want to do? You are obviously a newcomer to the bureau, but you humiliate me like this, you Aren't you afraid that I will report all these things after I am escorted to the management office?"
With some distress, he wiped away the spit that Black Rose spat on his face with a cloth. Chen Fan still looked innocent: "Ms. Black Rose, you have wronged me. I just want to do a small experiment and confirm it after it is completed." It’s just my level of weirdness.”
Hearing Chen Fan's words and looking at his innocent eyes, Black Rose suddenly felt a chill creep up her spine and onto her head.
Before Black Rose could figure out why he suddenly felt scared, Chen Fan put down the tissue paper, stretched out his free hand to pick up the kettle on the carpet, lowered his head and said to Black Rose sincerely and apologetically: "Oh, look, I'm so careless. People who are knocked out by anesthesia will feel thirsty when they wake up, but I force you to talk to me. It's really not good, not good. Come on, Ms. Black Rose, drink some hydrolysis first. Quench your thirst?"
After that, Chen Fan first put a small iron rod into Black Rose's hand, and after she subconsciously grabbed it, he began to gently and carefully cover Black Rose's face with the cloth in his hand.
Then, before Black Rose could react, Chen Fan tilted the kettle and let a large amount of water spill onto the cloth covering Black Rose's face under the pull of gravity. After soaking the cloth in an instant, it flowed into Black Rose's mouth. As well as in her nostrils, she struggled desperately to spit out the water, but not only did she drink more water, but she could not continue breathing because of the soaked cloth.
Tortured by the two near-death senses of suffocation and choking, Black Rose twisted her body like crazy to break free from the restraints of the rope, but in the end, her wrists and ankles were rubbed with bright red blood marks. At the same time, she struggled The strength is also getting smaller and smaller.
Just when Black Rose was about to lose consciousness, Chen Fan suddenly uncovered the soaked cloth on her face, allowing Black Rose to breathe heavily and regain her consciousness without fainting.
Holding the soaked cloth in one hand and playing with the metal rod that Black Rose had dropped when she almost fainted, Chen Fan began to mutter to himself: "I am interested in women, not homosexual; I am interested in women. People who are tortured to the point of death can become excited, but not addicted to it. They have sadistic tendencies, but not serious; they are not masochists. Well, overall they are still healthy. Thank you very much, Ms. Black Rose, you don’t usually have the opportunity to test your distortion... Well, let’s continue, let’s not say anything else before we complete the experiment.”
Black Rose, who had come back to her senses, couldn't help but look up at this damn man angrily when she heard Chen Fan's words. However, the Chen Fan reflected in her eyes showed neither the slightest hint of joking nor the slightest trace of laughter on his face or eyes. Any enjoyment exists.
Although it was not as calm as a pool of stagnant water, the emotions shown by Chen Fan to Black Rose were only full of curiosity and exploration.
At this moment, when he truly realized that Chen Fan was really conducting the experiment as he said, and not to force himself to reveal information or simply enjoy the process of torturing himself, Black Rose became panicked: "Wait, wait a minute! You Aren’t you curious why I’m targeting you? I’m definitely not doing this out of whim, right? Let me go, as long as you let me go woo woo——”
Without any intention of letting Black Rose speak, Chen Fan directly blocked her mouth with a gag, then squatted down and patted Black Rose's cheek gently: "This is not good, I told you to finish the experiment first." Besides, don’t you make me lose face by doing this?”
After saying that, Chen Fan put his hands under the coffee table in Black Rose's frightened eyes. After a little struggle, he lifted the coffee table and dragged it to the wall. After raising it with force, he knocked on the wall beside him: "I was surprised at you at first. People who like skinning, why don’t they have hidden rooms like basements in their homes? I searched for a long time and couldn’t find it because the walls are all soundproofed. I can just do it in the living room. Well, it’s really convenient for me. I won’t say anything else.”
After placing the black rose, Chen Fan put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, slightly bent them to form a relative position with the thumb, and then the sharp metal dart appeared in the reserved space: "Okay, let's move on to the next step. Let’s do an experiment. The content of this experiment is to test the interest in bloody scenes. It may be a little painful, but please don’t move around to avoid getting stuck in the eyes or something like that?”
With one word, he dispelled Black Rose's idea of evading. Chen Fan then flicked his wrist hard, and the sharp dart pierced Black Rose's chest without any bias. The severe pain made her twist her body desperately, and even started to hit the wall with the back of her head. for relief.
Just after two hits, a dart pierced Black Rose's right eye, causing her to let out a dull and miserable groan.
"I told you not to move around. If you twist around again, be careful to lose an eye, right?"
Calmly warning the black rose, Chen Fan threw the dart in his hand again. After hitting the black rose, he paused for a moment and waited for the blood to flow down before continuing.
About ten minutes later, Chen Fan stood in front of Black Rose, who was covered in blood and had fainted for a while before being woken up by him. He looked around carefully from top to bottom, and then shook his head thoughtfully. : "I don't have much interest in bloody scenes. Well, my tendency can be determined at this point. Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Black Rose."
Smiling, Chen Fan took out the gag that was almost chewed by Black Rose. He took out the white medicine spray from his pocket and applied it on her wound to stop the bleeding. Where are they stored? The venerable Lady Black Rose?"
Desperately, he raised his one eye and looked at Chen Fan. Even though he knew that he would be useless after handing over the information, Black Rose seemed to be relieved as if a heavy burden had been lifted: "...right behind the portrait of Rose, there is a hidden insurance Inside the cabinet, the password is 1343."
After reciting the number silently, Chen Fan happily untied Black Rose and helped her to the portrait of Rose. He opened it and saw that there was a secret safe, so he started to enter the password according to Black Rose: "Here, 1-3-4——”
His fingers were about to press the last number. Chen Fan suddenly used his strength. Regardless of Black Rose's desperate struggle, he put her head in front of the safe and still happily pressed the last number with his fingers: "3 !”
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
With a shrill scream and a soft click in the safe, Black Rose rolled her eyes and fainted, leaving a warm water stain on the carpet.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I knew it wasn't that simple. Fortunately, I used the magic spell to destroy the internal mechanism in advance, otherwise you would have to reap the consequences, Ms. Black Rose."
Chen Fan let go of Black Rose in disgust, and let her body fall on the water stains he had created. He opened the iron door of the safe several times, first took out a pistol with a barrel that was damaged after being electrified, and threw it away. He came out, then reached in and took out a thick stack of paper information: "Well... let me take a look. The information in the store is mine, Wu Xiu's... Good guy, the rest are actually Uncle Wei's. ? It’s different as you get older... Oh? Is that so?
Huh-huh, that’s interesting. "
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13: In Western countries, many people don’t like the number 13, thinking it represents misfortune and bad luck. In 1911, a new word "Triskaidekaphobia" appeared in English, which originated from Greek and meant "irrational fear of the number 13."
In the tarot deck, the 13th card is "Death". In previous Mayan prophecies, December 21, 2012 was considered the end of the world, and that day was the last day of the 13th Baktu (a time cycle of approximately 394 years). In the "Last Supper", Judas, who betrayed Jesus, was the 12th disciple of Jesus and the 13th person at the table. In addition, in Western countries, if the 13th falls on a Friday, it is considered the most unlucky day of the month and is called "Black Friday".
4: The pronunciation problem is not liked in China. In fact, North Korea hates this number even more than we do. It is said that many hotel room numbers do not have a fourth room.
3: In 1899, Britain and the Netherlands went to war over the colony of South Africa. There were no modern weapons at that time, so snipers with rifles were very powerful. At night, many soldiers were shot dead by the enemy because they smoked and exposed their targets, and most of the dead were those who lit up their third cigarette. Therefore, they consider it unlucky to light a third cigarette to a friend or themselves. Although this statement has no scientific basis, it has become a taboo custom among Westerners. Therefore, when you light a cigarette for someone in some Western countries, after lighting the second cigarette, you must put out the fire before lighting it for the third person. )
