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Chapter 185 The Escaped Canary in a Cage
Winsche opened his mouth, he didn't need the clown's paint, his mouth was split into a terrible arc: "I invite the protagonist of this party, Miss Witch, to appear!"

The witch in skins smiled coquettishly and put her hands on Wensitch's white gloves. The two of them seemed to be colleagues who had worked together for many years. They walked the stage in a very tacit understanding and jumped onto the wooden table in the middle of the tavern.

Law enforcer Old Lean snorted disdainfully, these funny villains.

"The stench is congenial."

"Everyone." The witch raised her lace gloves to block her tongue from licking her lips: "My master, the famous Miss Canary, wants to play a grand game with everyone and the city lord of Cyril."

"Wow." Winsche clapped his hands: "I guessed it right. But it's really crazy for your master to play games with Lord Seril."

"That's the omnipotent master." The witch glared at Wen Siqie, who exaggeratedly covered her chest.

The witch carefully arranged her clothes, and sang the lyrics that the master told her with longing eyes. Her ethereal singing echoed in the huge tavern.

The charming girl looked intoxicated, her hands in lace gloves were superimposed on her chest, she was a devout believer of Miss Canary.

"La la la la la la."

"Today's bird is out of the cage."

"Tomorrow's little bird will be locked up again."

"The acquired bird's wings are broken."

"Poor little bird, it was eaten on the fourth day."

"Guests of the tavern."

The witch's body began to burn, and the dancer's skin was eaten bit by bit. The silvery white flames burned her into a scorched monster. Then, the white bones that separated from the flesh to reveal the true face spit out the rules of the game from the meatless throat.

"La la la la la la."

"You can go out today."

"You must come back tomorrow."

"You will lose some parts the day after tomorrow."

"Poor guests, on the fourth day, you will be eaten by us."

"Attention: The clues to life are on the law enforcement officers outside the tavern."

"Oh, sweetheart." The cruel Winsche picked up one of his white gloves: "I can't be a guest too."

The witch pouted: "Of course."

The black head on her tattered long skirt opened her mouth towards the star thief.

The sun rises, illuminating the labyrinthine city of crime. The guests of Seril City hold weapons and start frantically looking for the law enforcers in the establishment, and the law enforcers who are hiding also get the rules of the bone fox game.

Miss Canary, who was in charge of the game, was sitting on a high cliff, shaking her pale legs, casually glanced at Seril who was confused by her game, hugged her little bone fox, and kissed Touch every bone of the little bone fox delicately, just like the fox mother of the little bone fox.

"My fox."

Behind Miss Canary is Seril Manor, which is always in darkness. The majestic castle stands amidst the bursting lightning, the deadly white light flashes, the wriggling thorns are silently scorched, and the statue holding the hammer clamoring to bite the burnt thorns.

"My fox, we are going back, back to that cage."

The bone fox who was held in his arms rubbed against Canary's pale cheeks, and let out an inelegant scream from his throat.

(End of this chapter)