Conan's winery play house

Chapter 554 The Betrayer's Nightmare
Darkness, only endless darkness all around.

Like despair that can swallow everything.

The lake-like pupils between blue and green trembled, seeming to have lingering waves.

Those were tears of terror.

She couldn't speak because of the shackles in her mouth.

In the darkness, a man's voice sounded.

Lazy, lethargic, like an ordinary person who has to go to class or go to work before he wakes up.

"Are you afraid of dogs, Shirley." There was nothing wrong with his question.

"Oh, forget you can't talk..." he asked himself and answered.

With a snap, a beam of light lit up the dark room.

The only ray of light shone on the bound girl, like a much-anticipated star in the center of the stage.

But this is not a stage, and Shirley is not a star.

The clothes on her body were intact, but there was a thick layer of liquid that exuded a sweet smell.

Black, red, and white ants crawled unscrupulously on her body.

Facing the sudden light, she just closed her eyes unbearably, but she was still stung by the light beam because she couldn't dodge in time, and she couldn't help crying.

Seeing death as at home, he did not want to open his eyes again.

As if in this way, there is no need to continue to face what will happen next.

"The slap marks on Aveklear's face are not pleasing to the eye." The man said to himself, not minding the girl's non-cooperation.

"That face and those eyes are very nice, aren't they?"

"Then ask again, are you afraid of dogs?" The man turned off the spotlight, his voice casual.

There is not much connection between his words, as if he just said whatever he thought of, full of divergence.

As his voice fell, another voice seemed to appear around him.

The heavy, hungry panting sound like a beast.

Shirley didn't open her eyes, but she could feel the itching and tingling from her body.

It made her body tremble involuntarily.

And the eyes staring at him in the dark seemed like the last straw in such a situation.

When the hot and humid tongue licked the soles of the feet, she had been enduring the torture, and the girl who looked at death as if she were at home couldn't help but whimpered as she struggled.

The whole body is trying to resist, but it's just useless.

"Traitors will be followed by hounds until they die." The man's voice was understated, and he opened a can of coffee while speaking.

The swallowing sound is also very loud.

"Those guys in the operation team rarely bury the dead bodies of their targets in the wild, do you know why?"

"Because they will be dug up by hungry stray cats and dogs."

"A dead body is a delicious meal for many animals."

"Including crows." The man seemed to be deliberately scaring the other party, but also seemed to say it casually.

But the sound of flapping wings really sounded all around.

And...the cry of crows.

Unknown and dire.

The girl trembled and opened her eyes, and her eyes, which had long been used to the darkness, saw a figure standing not far away, keeping out of the way.

A black hooded sweater, a black mask, and a dark figure.

It looks lazy, but it reveals inexplicable power when it raises its eyes.

A dozing lion is still a lion.

"Enjoy the treatment of a traitor, Shirley."

Keep all this firmly in mind.

A nightmare for betrayers and enemies.

From now on, whenever I encounter anything related to black, I will think of this nightmare.

Trapped by nightmares, unable to escape for the rest of his life.

……

The blood in the living room was cleaned up by Robert, and Dafu also walked out of the elevator.

The bloodstains in the underground laboratory were also cleaned up.

When Bourbon returned, there was no problem in the room.

I could only see two figures, one big and one small, Ireland and Avek Lear sitting on the sofa, chatting stickily.

The doll bear is like a real doll bear, serving as a qualified pillow for Aveklear.

"What are you guys talking about?" The white-haired, dark-skinned man naturally sat down on the sofa and asked with his legs resting on the tea table.

When he came in, he listened to it, and it seemed that it had something to do with the activities that Aveklear and the group of elementary school students participated in?

"I'm talking about the Sherlock Holmes fan tour with Uncle Ireland..." Aitto also answered Bourbon's question very naturally and docilely.

And follow the other party's question to explain in depth.

"The organizer of that event should be the downline of a certain member of the organization..."

"But he was killed, and the screening mission failed this time..." Having said that, his appearance became a little dejected.

"That family member will be angry." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy leaned against the doll bear, sat on the sofa with his legs curled up, his arms wrapped around his knees, and his chin rested on his knees, saying thoughtfully.

"Why do you worry about whether a stranger will be angry? And this matter has nothing to do with you, right?" Bourbon had a slightly weird expression after listening to the whole process.

"There is someone else who killed the other party's offline, isn't it? You just..."

"I just didn't do anything." The white-haired man laughed viciously.

Aveklear just didn't do anything.

Although sometimes, the indifferent bystander is more hateful.

But what does this have to do with them?

"No matter how you search, you will not be found. As long as you are not known, it has nothing to do with you." Bourbon smiled contemptuously and said.

It is enough to be a detached bystander.

The white-haired boy stared at Bourbon for a long time, and finally nodded with a sudden realization.

It is the same reason as long as it is not discovered, it has not been done.

Ireland looked at Bourbon, hesitated to speak, wanted to say something, and finally managed to bear it.

Bourbon was right.

It is impossible for the children of the organization to grow up to be truly kind and just friends.

Ireland has never thought of cultivating Evic Lear into a true, kind and beautiful temperament.

But he didn't intend to interfere too much with the other party's thoughts.

When the children of the organization are 12 years old, they are already very independent.

Even when I was younger, I already had my own style of doing things.

Excessive intervention will only affect the growth of the other party.

Ireland didn't want Aveklear to be another version of himself, even if he initially felt that Aveklear was somewhat similar to his younger self.

No one can be another, and Aveklear doesn't need to be another.

So...whether it's another bourbon or a gin, it doesn't work.

Better yet... don't make any changes.

Ireland don't want Avek Leer to change.

Bourbon noticed Ireland's expression and just snorted coldly.

"It seems that you haven't completely become a silly father." He mocked.

If Ireland intends to protect Avik Lear tightly and raise him up as an ordinary child...

Then he could report the future of the Irish church bad organization and get the other party out of this room.

Unfortunately, Ireland is not that stupid.

Although he likes to treat Aveklear like an ordinary child, he doesn't intend to make Aveklear an ordinary child.

"What happened to Tequila? The trap outside seems to have been triggered." Bourbon looked through the glass French windows not far away and looked at the lawn in the courtyard.

The lawn has also been cleaned and there is no blood in sight.

But Bourbon, who planted the trap himself, could tell something was wrong.

Triggered traps need to be rearranged or they cannot be used again.

He saw that more than one trap had been triggered.

[The update is unstable because the college entrance examination is required. Don't ask why the update is getting more and more willful. I posted a single chapter before. It's not that I don't want to, but I can't do it. I deal with four teachers every day, frantically brushing the questions, trying to give myself Improve your grades by [-] points, laugh to death, people can continue to write novels while alive, I can only take the college entrance examination once if there is no accident, unless I repeat it, I will only repeat it if I am stupid. 】

[And a new cover, hehe. 】

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