canary in cage

Cecil froze suddenly, and his whole body froze in place. The bones all over his body seemed to be stuck in the gaps, as if they had no lubricating oil, and they were extremely dry.

"Master?" Isri's voice was calm, but his tone was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, terribly cold.

Cehir turned around, tried to stabilize his voice as much as possible, suppressed the fear in his eyes, and raised his head to meet Isri's gaze: "Go out and breathe."

Isri raised his eyebrows slightly, did not speak, turned and walked into the corridor behind him, only then did Cecil heave a sigh of relief, and quickly put the money into his pocket.

After a while, Isri came down from the stairs, his clothes had already been put on early, and there was no sign of injury at all.

The slightly pale lips and the fine sweat on his forehead made Isri look sickly and beautiful.

Isri walked to Cehir's side, bowed forward, and handed the thick shawl on his arm to Cehir's eyes.

"Master, remember to bring it, it's cold outside."

Cecil took a breath of cool air, took off the shawl, and opened his mouth vaguely: "Why are you awake, don't you have a rest?"

Isri took a step back and bowed again: "The young master woke up when he put the quilt on me again, thank you young master for your concern."

Cecil glanced at Isri, and said in a tough tone, "I don't care, you are going to die, and no one is taking care of the room."

The smile on Isri's face remained undiminished, and his eyes became a little obsessed: "I see, young master."

madman!

Just as Cecil was about to turn around and go out, suddenly, there was a stomach growl in the silent air.

Cecil froze in place, the rosiness on the side of his face burned to the tips of his ears in an instant.

Isri's expression was calm, and his tone was soft: "I'm sorry, young master, today was my mistake, I'm going to prepare lunch now"

After Isri left, Cehir dared to raise his head, the tips of his ears were so red that blood could be squeezed out.

Cecil untied the belt fastened around his neck, glanced back at the gate, and walked into the restaurant.

Today's lunch was very simple, not as complicated as before, and Isri apologized several times for this.

While preparing lunch, Isri was in the back kitchen and was about to be driven crazy by his injuries, with anger and madness pouring out of his eyes.

But when he saw Cecil, the anger and madness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and only a calm water remained in their place.

On the other side, after the police officer brought the prisoner there again, he came to the door of the empty room again.

It's pitch black, and you can only see it clearly when you walk in and open your eyes wide. At first, there is no smell, but if you go a little further, the pungent bloody smell rushes into the nostrils instantly, shattering the scalp.

Some couldn't help but turned around and ran out immediately, some couldn't hold back and walked forward, and then a girl who had been cut in half lay down on the wet chopping board.

The blood on the chopping board, bright red, black, speckled, hanging on the outside of the intestines, is still dripping down drop by drop, seeping into the wooden board.

Seeing this scene, a large group of people finally couldn't hold back, ran out, lay down by the wall and vomited.

There were only two extremely bold ones left. After exhaling, they looked forward again.

In an instant, the two of them were completely frozen in place, and what they saw was a small tin bowl, which contained a steaming, boiled little hand floating in the soup.

Their voices were terrible, and their bodies were shaking violently. When they were about to exit, they glanced at the pile of bones next to them from the corner of their eyes. Suddenly, a person next to him passed out after seeing his eyes.

After the remaining man dragged his companion out, he seemed to be able to hear the cries for help and screams in the room, drilling into his ears inch by inch.

"help me, help me"

"I'm in so much pain, please save me and take me out."

"Brother, help me, look at me!"

"Why didn't you save me? Why!"

"You are all of the same type!"

The police officer's eyes were wide open, and the tears in his eyes were blown by the wind without knowing how to blink, his fingers turned white from the cold, and his unconscious companion was also thrown to the ground by his hand.

His whole body was trembling, he couldn't stand firmly between his legs, and his mind was constantly being squeezed into screams and cries for help, which nearly burst his brain.

"No...don't! Don't come here!" He tremblingly took out the pistol from the side of his leg with trembling lips.

"..."

His white eyes looked ahead, there was no fear on his face at all, the corners of his lips were drawn into a strange arc, and he lowered the gun to his temple.

"Don't be afraid, brother will save you"

"Bang!", his head exploded instantly like a firework, blood and flesh flew everywhere...

The people around were frightened by the scene in front of them. After they were all stunned for a minute, they took out a white cloth and covered him up, sealing off the open space.

The faces of the police officers were tense, the thoughts in their heads were tangled together, and their feet were stiff and they stumbled when they walked.

After leaving the open space, the smell of blood was still lingering in the dark room, the girl's body was still lying on the chopping board, and the heat in the bowl slowly disappeared.

There's no one left... Only the innocent souls are left. In the silent and empty room, there is a hoarse voice tearing at the throat.

"Baby, baby is looking for mother."

"Baby, I found the doll..."

"Mom is right behind you..."

-

The next day Cecil went to the palace to report early in the morning, and the Queen ran directly to Cecil excitedly.

Cecil's alarm bell rang loudly, but when he didn't smell the perfume, he was slightly relieved.

Cecil took a step back and saluted gracefully: "Your Majesty, the matter has been settled, please honor your promise."

The queen was all smiles, and she returned to her throne with a lighter voice: "Of course."

The queen glanced at the person standing next to her, and the person knelt down.

"Go and issue a notice. From today, the Kritis family has been appointed as the No. [-] noble in West Asia!"

"Yes!" After receiving the Queen's order, the soldiers next to him started to get busy.

The corners of Cecil's lips raised slightly, but there was not much excitement in his eyes, or happiness.

He did this purely to ensure his own way out.

The news spread quickly, and in just one morning, all the residents on the street knew the news.

In an instant, Sehir's name was spread all over the streets and alleys, even children knew it.

After coming out of the palace, all the residents on the street gathered around the side of the road, looking at Sehir's carriage with respect and admiration in their eyes.

Abruptly, the carriage stopped suddenly, and Cecil was shaken for a while, frowning slightly, he glanced at Isri who was driving the carriage.

"What are you doing!" Cecil asked.

Isri turned around and met Cecil's eyes: "There is someone blocking the way ahead"

As soon as the words fell, the person blocking the way shouted loudly.

"Honorable Sir Christis, we have something important to talk to you about."