Your Highness, zombies are coming

The on-site evidence collection was interrupted by the heavy rain, and the traces of the murderer were washed away by the water. The poor girl was put into the morgue. The tooth marks on her body were indeed human. This inspection report made everyone a little sick , she was alive and swallowed by another person, maybe this case was so bizarre, they even got an email from the FBI, well, that's quite a bit for a remote police station Rare, written clearly in the letter, waiting for members of the special investigation team to check.

Roman was right this time, Issa thought, there was indeed some perverted cannibal organization, that man was still wearing leather shoes, maybe even a collar tie, and swallowed a girl in her early 20s.He thought of the photos of the victim before he was alive, with brown curly hair, no haze in his smile, showing the recklessness of that age.

They have notified the girl's mother, and it took the latter several minutes to respond, and she could hear the other party's choked crying through the phone. The lady repeated it many times, and her daughter's boyfriend, an age The same college student, but there is no such person at the scene, and there is no information about him in the nearby hotels.

The police suspected that he was also killed, but there was no second body at the scene. The rain kept falling and there was almost no sign of stopping, so it was impossible to search.

"You've been in this position for half an hour, are you admiring the rain?" Roman leaned over and sat cross-legged on the sofa while turning on the computer.

"This year's rainy season came too early, and it almost ruined the investigation of this case." The man said, he pulled out a magazine from under the cushion, it was crumpled, it looked old, Issa Subconsciously glanced at the date, it was September this year, but now it was only May.

"Something like that, they're always pushing time forward?" Issa asked, shaking the thing, which featured a hot girl on the cover in a bunny suit and fishnet stockings, like a high-end girl waiting for sale. commodity.

"They have to consider the psychology of the readers. If you see old magazines in books, newspapers, and magazines, you will definitely not want to pay for them." Roman said, he turned his head and found that the people next to him were already flipping through them with relish.

"You have time to read nude magazines, and you haven't touched my book!" protested the writer.

"I bought it and put it on the bedside table."

"I only read the introduction and the last page." Roman emphasized.

"The introduction with the author's introduction, and your photo at the end, that's far more important than anything else," says Issa.

"It makes sense..." This kind of superficial reassurance obviously pleased the young man, he paused for a while, and typed the keyboard quickly on the computer, and after only a few minutes, he screamed again: "God, it's gone again. It crashed, this is the fifth time today."

Issa turned his head to the side, it was a slender electronic device, the screen was glowing with blue light, and there were only a lot of gibberish codes that no one could understand, and they even had punctuation. "It's only been a month, what the hell have you done with it?"

"Can I drive a computer crazy? It must be a defective product and must be returned." Roman put the thing on the table. Once he is free, the two things he can do are surfing the Internet and harassing Issa. Since The former couldn't be achieved, so he lay down, resting his head on the opponent's lap as a matter of course.

"I don't like their makeup. It's too thick and it can fall off at any time." Roman glanced at the album, his right hand got into his clothes restlessly, and stroked the line of the man's abdomen. "I like you better." Before Issa pushed him off the sofa, he moved his hand to another place, arousing the other's desire with a few strokes.Then he untied the belt that was in the way, and smiled triumphantly: "How can this kind of picture album compare to me."

Issa was silent, this kind of thing is not worth showing off at all, only some bastard can come to the conclusion brazenly, although he was still lying on the sofa, kissing each other cooperatively, both of their clothes fell to the ground, the man's back Leaning on the cold leather sofa, the person in front of him was hot all over, and every touch could produce more intense sparks.

"I just found out that you always like to choose a position other than the bed." Issa said, trying to distract part of his attention, because of some kind of stimulation, he was holding the other's arm tightly, and Roman knelt on his knees Between the legs, one hand raised his right leg, nibbling the skin on the inner side, and the other hand twitched a few times deeper.

"Are you curious?" Roman asked, he'd left enough lube in there, the place was hot as hell, contracting from the cock against the entrance, he leaned forward and slowly inserted.

"Hmm..." Issa closed his eyes, the hidden irritation and pain made him want to close his legs, but the young man forcefully separated them, and pressed his right leg against the back of the sofa.The other party's genitals were completely buried in the body, almost to the deepest point, and there was a suffocating sense of oppression. The young man's body was very close, and it could not be any closer.

The young man licked his earlobe, those kisses were hot and sticky, as if to distract him.He pulled out the intertwined part and inserted it again, he gasped and said, "When you're not on the bed, you're always very nervous, somewhere..."

"Shut up!" Issa glared at him and threatened viciously: "I can knock you unconscious and throw you naked in the middle of the road, and tomorrow a magazine will publish the photo..." He couldn't say anything After that, he was interrupted by more violent twitches, and those just-right frictions made him moan, his voice was low, suppressed and erotic.

Looking back, that afternoon was pretty bad. Issa even heard the doorbell ring. Maybe it was just a salesman delivering advertisements. He stayed on the porch and pressed it several times. The two of them were not far from the gate, like beasts. The same entanglement, Roman even accelerated the rhythm, provoking him maliciously. In return, Issa bit the shoulder of the other party, leaving a deep tooth mark there.

Until both of them were exhausted and huddled on the sofa, Roman said in a low voice, "It's weird, I always feel like you're going to lose your temper or something."

"I'm overwhelmed," Issa said.

The young man leaned over, and the tips of their noses touched, "If you ignore me, that would be the most terrifying."

Of course you don't look like a target to ignore, Issa thought, his back so sore that there was nothing better to do than lie where he was, though he'd love to take that big, clingy pet Push it to the ground, but the opponent obviously won't cooperate.

"Didn't you hug enough when you were young, boy." Issa said, he felt that he was going to be crushed to death, belonging to another person's body temperature, smell, he always felt that these contacts were too direct.

"You guessed it right. I don't have a mother. My father is a guy who only makes money. The twin sister was born after I ran away from home." Roman said, and he said in an envious tone: "You have a Brother, did you grow up together?"

Issa hesitated for a while, then he shook his head: "There is only one child in my family."

"That's because I misremembered." Roman said indifferently, he left the sofa and put a coat on the man: "Take a good rest, tomorrow is the weekend."

Mr. Police Officer did not get the holiday as he wished, the missing person was found, the victim's boyfriend, a truck driver found him at the corner of the alley, behind an old house that had not been lived in for a long time, the young man was still alive, but Stupidly huddled in the corner, drenched all over, his body temperature exceeded the standard, and he was sent to the hospital.

Issa rushed to the ward, and the gentleman was half lying on the bed. The nurse said that his high fever had subsided, but there were still some strange sequelae, such as non-stop raving, and he always wanted to hide in a corner or something.Issa has seen such symptoms before. When a person is greatly stimulated, he will instinctively look for some safe place. He moved a chair and sat by the bed.

"Benjamin?" He called the young man's name, and the young man just stared at the ground, his eyes were bloodshot and full of fear, as if a terrifying monster appeared there instead of a lackluster tile.