[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

The laughter and laughter gradually faded away, replaced by the rustling of pages and the sound of steady walking.The aroma of dinner slowly disappears, and the faint smell of paper and ink lingers in the nostrils.

Anya frowned in discomfort. The dizziness from the alcohol made her body stiff and difficult to move, and she couldn't even feel the existence of her hands and feet.The chest is tight, the heart is oppressed to the point of suffocation, and the pain is difficult even to struggle.

The vague consciousness rises and falls, stuck in an uncomfortable position, this strange and inexplicably familiar feeling... so strange.

"Professor Alex."

With a light pat on the shoulder, the negative emotions faded instantly like a tide, and the body suddenly relaxed.As if breaking through from death hell and returning to the real world, all senses began to slowly return to normal.

Moriarty looked at the girl who was lying on the table, sleeping with her pretty half-face sideways, with a light blush.The white and slender fingers trembled slightly, as if there was a rhythm dancing on the piano.The eyes slowly opened, pure and agile, and the pure water was drawn in, like emeralds slowly cut out from the original stone, beautiful and delicate, revealing the most exciting light.

"Well."

Anya snorted softly, rubbed her numb arm, and sat up straight.

Floor-to-ceiling windows, classic checkered curtains, gorgeous and elegant, typical British style; many small bookshelves are arranged in a patchwork order, and each seat has several rows of books raised high, with complex titles but all of them are advanced knowledge; People go, all holding books, the older ones wear glasses, with gentle and polite smiles-this is an office in a British university!

Her eyes glanced around blankly, and finally landed on the man standing by the table holding a book, smiling modestly and decently, with natural vanilla-based cologne on his body, which was clear and light, without traces but traces of it. the whole space.

"Uh, hello, s—sorry."

Anya naturally raised a beautiful and gentle smile, just about to stand up, when she bent her legs, she suddenly felt numb, which made her sit back immediately.The physical stimulation made her eyes turn red and a layer of tears floated, but she still pursed her lips and smiled at the man embarrassedly, with her hands resting on her calves in embarrassment.

Moriarty smiled gently, and bent down slightly caringly. The reduced height difference and distance difference reduced the unfamiliarity between the two people a lot.

"Professor Alex, don't worry. I believe that no matter who you are, after two days of continuous work, you will feel tired. It is very admirable that you can persist until now."

Courteous movements, sincere eyes, beautiful words.

Anya's eyes were bent, her smile was soft and harmless, but the cheat was quietly opened.Listening to the heart, even if it can't completely solve the situation where the eyes are dark, but at least you can know the name of the man in front of you.

["Anja Alex, a well-known American novelist, psychological counselor, and a specially invited psychology lecturer, the content of the class is substantial but not exaggerated, the views are novel and unique, beautiful and smart."]

Anya almost wanted to hold her forehead and sigh.Although it is good to understand her current setting background, can't you add a little more content?Moreover, looking at a woman you think is beautiful and smart, there is no fluctuation in your heart!This man is definitely not an ordinary person!

However, since he knew so much about her, he still only called her "Professor Alex", which meant that this man should have only heard her by name before, and didn't really know her.

Anya showed a bright smile, a little shy and embarrassed: "Thank you, uh, I'm sorry, but I have to ask, who are you?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry to embarrass a beautiful woman. I'm James Moriarty, Professor of Mathematics, Professor Alex, nice to meet you."

Moriarty stretched out his hand with a smile, and held those beautiful hands. The soft touch made him feel slightly moved.Especially the friendly and joyful smile on the girl's face, and the eyes full of light, are very charming.

Such an attractive woman brings people a stable and beautiful enjoyment. No wonder it can make the heart of the American heart beat, and she is even willing to restrain the roaring beast in her heart.

The dark green and vibrant computer wallpaper... Tsk, it's almost tamed.

The same elegant and considerate gentleman has an active and restless heart beating under his appearance, a wise stalker in the dark, manipulating everything and playing with others in applause.It was rare for him to find such a person who was very similar to him, so he was really unwilling to let that person return to the light safely!

Such a person, whether he becomes his friend or his enemy, should not be so oblivious to everyone!

Moriarty let go of his hand with a smile, and gently placed the book in his hand on the table in a personable manner, with a magnetic voice: "This is the book that Professor Glenn asked me to give you, I hope it can help you a little bit." help."

"Professor Glenn is so sweet, thank you too, Professor Moriarty."

Anya hugged the thick book in surprise, her excited smile became brighter, and her voice was full of vigor and vitality, like enthusiastic pop music, moving briskly in her heart.

Moriarty smiled and said a few more words before taking the book and preparing to go to class.Before leaving, his eyes turned around on Anya's mobile phone, and his smile became more gentle.

Anya watched Moriarty's back disappear, and then slumped in the chair weakly, patted her face, and her eyes became a little more refreshed.

Her brain was still twitching and swollen, an obvious aftereffect of drunkenness, but according to Moriarty, she had been in England for nearly a month.Not only is there no prompt for movement at all, and the background can only be guessed by people, it also increases the alcohol concentration in the body, and the blood volume value is close to empty.

The traversal setting of the scumbag game, bad review!

After a while, Anya felt better.She fumbled to turn on the phone, and a group of people on the screensaver had bright smiles and bright white teeth, which almost made her dizzy.

It's a photo of her, bau, and Hannibal together.Reid's smile was as shy as ever, Morgan Garcia and the others were full of enthusiasm, and Hodge was relaxed after letting go of the burden.And Hannibal, Hannibal's smile is very gentle, but his eyes are extremely gentle, and his hands are wrapped around her hair and put in front of him.

A very beautiful picture.

Anya couldn't help showing a gentle expression, they are all very cherished friends, although Hannibal's blackening is terrible, even though Red Hodge and the others are killed wherever they go...

"Well, hurry up and get down to business!"

After letting go of her thoughts for a while, Anya suddenly came back to her senses.She hammered the table, and quickly searched for notebooks, class schedules and other things in the phone and on the table.

Alex is really serious about his work. He arranges the courses very well, prepares lesson plans in detail, and even writes out the classroom analysis.

Anya was really relieved. This kind of record was much more intuitive than what she had inquired from her colleagues and students, and it was easier for her to accept the identity of a teacher.

After studying these things carefully and looking at the time, Anya's heart suddenly stopped.It was time for class. It was the first time in her life that she was going to class, and she was so nervous and exciting just thinking about it!

Swallowing, licking her somewhat dry lips, Anya hugged the book tightly in her arms, and the pages were wrinkled.She stomped down step by step, her mind was in a mess with tension, and she walked up to the podium in the classroom in a daze.

In fact, the process of class was much easier and more enjoyable than she imagined.The content of the teaching plan is detailed, and the lectures are clearly written.The attitude of the students is also enthusiastic and positive, and there is no embarrassment at all. Even if there are some difficult questions, she can answer them under the plug-in of listening to the heart.

Thanks to Alex for taking note of the excellent student names in the lesson plan!Thanks for her clever roll call!Thank you for such a powerful plug-in for the first time in the game!

"So, today's class is over. Thank you for your cooperation. Remember to check the information carefully when you go back. Ask me if you don't understand, and I will help you at any time."

The young and energetic girl half-blinked her eyes, her smile was cute, and her beautiful eyes were full of gentle broken light.

Anthea stopped pressing the phone and looked up for a while.She remembered what the students said just now, "The professor is so amazing, her classes are as wonderful as the book" and "The professor is so gentle and cute". Sherlock Holmes' valued girl.

"Professor, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Anya stood on the podium with a crooked smile, watched all the students leave, then slowly packed up her things and prepared to go back.

Therefore, when the black-haired woman in black business attire and with a formulaic smile was not indifferent, she walked up to her and blocked the way, she showed a loving smile reflexively.

"Miss Alex."

"Yes, uh, you were the... student who was sitting in the last row just now?"

Anthea was a little surprised. There were at least 100 students just now, and she actually carefully wrote down the appearance and approximate location of each student. She was indeed a very gentle person.

For clean and gentle people, no matter who they are, they will subconsciously soften their attitude, even Anthea who has always pretended to be business-like.

"It's a great honor to hear such a wonderful class, but I'm not a student. I'm here because I hope Miss Alex will come with me. Someone wants to meet you."

"Ah, then I'll go to the office first..."

"Water and food have been prepared for you in the car, please just go with me."

The position of the woman in front of her was very ingenious, completely blocking all possible escape directions for Anya.Anya, who knew that the other party was not a villain and had no ability to resist, smiled helplessly and nodded obediently.

"Ok."

Anthea glanced sideways at the girl who was following her. The girl looked at her phone curiously, raised her head in confusion after noticing her gaze, and subconsciously showed a clean and bright smile.The sunset glow is reflected in the eyes, the waves are shimmering, which is extremely beautiful.

Anthea paused.Know how to assess the situation, calm and smart, and maintain a kind heart, and face the world with the most optimistic and friendly attitude.Who wouldn't be tempted by such a beautiful girl.

She returned a friendly smile, slowed down her pace, and thoughtfully opened the car door for Anya.

"Thank you."

Anya's smile was even sweeter, her voice was soft and mellow, she sat relaxed in the car, admiring the rapidly receding scenery outside the window with great interest.Bustling streets, green trees, a country where gentlemanly demeanor and aristocratic temperament are intertwined, it is beautiful and charming.

"so beautiful."

Anya murmured involuntarily, lying on the side of the car window, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth softened the entire outline, and her temperament became warm and stable.

Anthea's typing speed slowed down, and she turned her head to look over. In the alternation of light and dark, only the girl's eyes were as bright as before.Heart skipped a beat.

She admired it quietly for a while, then slowly gathered her thoughts, and reported everything to her boss completely, but her eyes softened unconsciously.

After the car drove into the dark alley, Anya straightened her sitting posture and looked at Anthea again.She rubbed her fingers in embarrassment, and said softly: "Well, I just remembered, until now, I haven't asked your name. What is your name?"

With a tentative tone, like a bird flying in the sky, when it saw the bread in the hands of a pedestrian, it landed cautiously and with great anticipation.

This pair of clean black eyes... really look alike.

"Just call me Anthea."

Anya's smile became brighter all of a sudden, she smiled and passed her hand over, the tender white hand looked very beautiful in the dark environment: "Nice to meet you, Anthea."

It's really easy to satisfy.Anthea stuffed the phone into her pocket, shook her hand, and said with a smile, "It's already here. Anya."

"Ah."

Anya responded cheerfully, squinted her eyes in satisfaction, and the movements of getting out of the car were a little uncontrollably active.

It wasn't until she walked into a room with only a table and two chairs, and saw a man with a black umbrella and a gentle smirk on the opposite side, that she restrained herself, and walked up to the man nervously, pursing her lips. He smiled slightly and asked, "Hello."

Mycrof glanced at the girl in front of him without any trace, how should I put it... A real person is more powerful than a photo.

With her hands clasped tightly, facing the tension of strangers and unknown fates, she has no fear at all, with moist trust in her eyes, and a gentle and friendly smile, which naturally makes people let go of their guards and include her in the field of recognition.

What an enviable ability.

"Good day, good to meet you, Miss Anya. My humble Mycroft Holmes, a minor official in the government. Oh, please take a seat. Please forgive me for the haste of the invitation and the lack of preparation for a better place. gone."

"No, it's very good here." Anya retorted subconsciously, and after reacting, she added with some embarrassment: "Uh, I mean, I can see a very beautiful sky outside the window, which is very refreshing." Her voice It gradually becomes smaller, and finally the slightly rising coda evokes some sincere love.

"I'm sorry to be a bit redundant. Well, hello. Nice to meet you, Mr. Holmes."

Anya was stunned after she finished speaking. This familiar surname, Sherlock Holmes?

"Yes, I am Sherlock's brother."

The same arrogance that despises everything.Well, in a sense, Holmes is really an unforgettable surname.Genetic inheritance is really scary.

"Then, isn't Mr. Mycroft playing a little game of love between brothers with Sherlock, and in the end he asked me to help him cheat." Anya puffed her cheeks, and her tone was a little bit of delicate complaint, touching and touching.

Anthea outside the door couldn't help showing a big smile. The little concern and doting on her younger brother secretly concealed by her boss was hit by the girl's words, which was a major blow to the arrogant people.

She thought that there would be no second person who could make the boss feel this novelty.It seems that the importance of girls has to be raised again.

Mycroft was silent for a while, then showed a gentle smile, turning the black umbrella in a small arc with his hand.

"Sherlock has never been a worry-free child. He likes the excitement brought by novel cases, but it is impossible for him to find interesting cases every day. As an older brother, I am really worried that the child will because of Boring to do something bad that can't be undone."

[Because of the other party's special identity, the body protection system is activated, and the devil's prediction and blessing are invalid, making it impossible to listen to the heart. 】

The only sons of slag games are righteous heroes, so Mycroft Holmes should belong to this identity.

Anya laughed happily, her eyes smudged with tenderness.Her hand made a dancing gesture in the air, and her laughter was sweet.

"Mr. Mycroft, don't worry, Sherlock will never become that kind of person. Not only because he has a good friend with strong moral beliefs, but also because he has been taken care of by his dear brother, so he enjoys the joy of all this." Sherlock will never do anything bad, as you fear."

McCoff was a little surprised, the girl said some straightforward words, revealing a familiar intimacy.What a deep trust it takes to make her feel so unreservedly close to Sherlock's family.

Different from the beauty and purity in the photos, this girl's character is kind, lively and positive.

"It seems that you trust Sherlock very much. But as far as I know, the few conversations you had with Sherlock were not very pleasant. You lived opposite him, and the number of times you said hello was only a handful. Sherlock is very smart, but He's a really bad guy, isn't he."

Anya lowered her head, pursed her lips and smiled in embarrassment, and fiddled with the pages of the book with her fingers, making a rustling sound.

"Sherlock has helped me many times, and I trust him very much. But because I am new here and I have to prepare courses, so... Sherlock is very considerate and did not look for me during this difficult time. It seems that I am self-willed Woolen cloth."

Anya said it very sincerely. If Sherlock wasn't the younger brother he watched and grew up with, he would definitely think that Sherlock is a very considerate and elegant gentleman.

He is more gentle and tolerant than Watson, and has more feminine kindness and softness.

However, he blocked his words tightly.Mycroft lifted the black umbrella and shook it a few times, the smile on his face became even more false.He tilted his head and looked at Anya.

"Miss Anya really regards Sherlock as a friend. But I think you have to know, my brother, he is a high IQ anti-social personality, he rebelliously refuses the care of his family, and wanders outside alone. We I was really afraid that one day he would die outside."

Mycroft showed a little sadness appropriately, and in the eyes similar to Sherlock's, there was a faint distressed light, worrying about his brother's perfect brother image.

He never thought of using money or power to impress Anya, after all, these two things are not rare and precious to well-known novelists.What's more, with Anya's gentle and firm character, she would not accept this level of bribery.But Anya's weakness is also very obvious, that kind-hearted softness is enough to soften the result of cleverness.

Sure enough, Anya was a little embarrassed, but she still spoke softly.

"What would Mr. Mycroft want me to do?"

"It's just a little thing, I just hope Miss Anya can tell me some of Sherlock's actions."

Anya frowned, lowered her head, and showed a gentle but meaningless smile: "I can understand Mr. McCoff's love, but I'm sorry, I may not be able to help. Mr. McCoff is not an ordinary person, presumably I have learned about Sherlock's life actions through various methods, and there is no shortage of me. I can't be distracted when I get along with Sherlock, thinking about how to tell you his actions."

"Miss Anya..."

"I know, maybe Sherlock doesn't care whether I agree or not. He is indeed very special in this regard. But I can't convince myself. Sorry, it's late, I think I have to leave."

Anya stood up, hugged the book in her arms with a smile, thought for a while, and reached out to hold Mycroft's hand.She didn't care about Mycroft's subconscious break-away and kickback, her eyes were gentle, and before she even opened her mouth, she was covered with smiles layer by layer.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Mycroft, you are a very good brother."

The warmth of being held in the left hand and the coolness of holding the umbrella handle in the right are intertwined.Mycroft watched Anya's slender figure walking firmly towards the door.He showed his first real smile of the night, stood up, hung the black umbrella on his arm, walked quickly in front of Anya, and opened the door for her.

"Please ask my people to take you back. There is a small gift I prepared in the car. It is my humble apology for inviting you here. Goodbye, Miss Anya."

Anya froze for a moment, accepted the kindness from McCoff, and generously returned a beautiful smile: "Goodbye, Mr. McCoff."

Anthea followed Anya, faithfully carrying out what Mycroft said.

She can't wait to see the expression of her boss after she notices her small change. The boss is not the kind of gentleman who will take the initiative to open the door for someone who refuses his request, even if the other person is a woman.

Unless this woman has a special status or meaning in his heart.

It seems that the importance of Anya has to be further improved.

"So, this is a small gift from Mr. Mycroft?!"

A complete collection of books by famous psychologists, with autographs and precious items that are priceless.Anya covered her mouth and rubbed the English names on the pages of the book in disbelief, her eyes filled with surprise and unacceptable distress.

"Oh, by the way, and this one, donuts, I hope you like it."

Anthea raised her head, looked at the girl whose eyes were wet with excitement, suppressed the urge to touch her head, and only raised a standard smile.

For a cute girl like Anya, even if she hadn't met, she could win the favor of the ruthless big devil just by relying on her deeds and photos.Well, it is indeed because of Mr. Holmes.

"I'll accept the donuts. I can't have these books."

Anya gritted her teeth, reluctantly put the books on Anthea's lap, turned her head away, and refused to read them.Under the influence of Hannibal, she really couldn't refuse these collections of books!

Anthea took back her phone, sent Anya, who was still in a daze, to the door, and put the book back in her arms.Smiling, he stretched out his arms and hugged this charming girl, put down a contented mind, and said calmly: "These things are gifts from the boss, and I have no right to dispose of them. It's getting late, you should Home. Goodbye, Anya."

"Ah, goodbye, Anthea."

The black car quickly blended into the night.

Anya stood foolishly at the door for a long time, and after being subconsciously shivered by the cold wind, she walked into the house with somewhat erratic and soft steps.

In a hidden corner, the light of the camera flickered, and the back view of the girl holding the book and opening the door was clearly recorded.

After putting down the book, Anya really relaxed, curling up softly on the sofa.The messy brain gradually calmed down, and the unconsciously tense nerves relaxed a lot.

She felt that she was simply a fighter among the players - she had been calm for a whole day, and she had dealt with two big shots back, and she performed so perfectly.

Anya hugged the book and enjoyed herself for a while, the phone in her pocket vibrated suddenly, her name swayed, a gentle smile appeared in her eyes, and after pressing the answer button, the smile naturally brightened.

"Hannibal."

In the gap in the ceiling, a tiny surveillance camera meticulously recorded her soft and intimate smile and cute and delicate movements, and simultaneously presented them to the computer on the other side.

The frequency of the black umbrella's rotation paused for a moment, and then returned to the previous speed in an instant.

Anya, who didn't know that her life had been monitored in all directions by the two British bigwigs, felt satisfied that life in London was so safe and comfortable, like a vacation.

... Hehe, obviously, not!

What is the emergency number in the UK? 999?

Anya stood at the entrance of the flower shop, looking at the blood flowing on the ground, completely soaking the pure white lily.She was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, took out her mobile phone, dialed the alarm number, explained the situation carefully, and tried to open the door.

Pushing the locked glass door from the inside, a thick bloody smell would waft out.In the pitch-black store, there were shadows and blurs, as if a group of figures were twisted and hung on the potted plants, and blood dripped down the fallen arms.

Anya covered her mouth and took a step back in discomfort.Just when she wanted to go a little further, there were still faint breathing and cries for help.

The people inside may still have hope of surviving, as long as emergency assistance is given.

"Are you ok?"

Anya yelled, then pushed the door hard, and the glass door made a crisp sound.The few passers-by on the street were attracted by her.

Anya quickly explained the matter, and with the help of passers-by, after finding a small window that was small enough to pass through, she immediately walked over quickly, using her mobile phone as a flashlight, curled up and climbed in.

The light of the flashlight swept across the potted plants, and the shocking bloody scene made Anya's face pale instantly, and the passers-by who could see clearly outside the door gasped in horror.

That appearance, no matter what, should be a corpse...

Anya looked away a little uncomfortable, moved her steps, and walked to the door. Just about to tear off the lock, she heard loud shouts from people outside the door in shock and panic, and the sound of light footsteps behind her.

Before Anya had time to react, her neck was tightly strangled, and her wet and blood-stained arm vigorously dragged her into a corner.Breathing was restrained, and pain was felt in the neck bone.She bent her elbow and stabbed fiercely in the belly of the person behind her.

The fighting skills allowed her to get rid of this man's control in an instant, and when she punched his face hard with her fist, she kicked him unceremoniously.

The strong smell of blood on the other party's body, and the obviously frenzied abnormal breathing all showed that he was the murderer of this tragic case.

That being the case, Anya showed no mercy, and all her moves were directed at extremely painful places.

"Well, well, it hurts so much, save me, sister help me."

The man who had been beaten miserably curled up on the ground, crying childishly.He sneaked a glance at Anya, who was stunned, and then quickly crawled to the side of the corpse, tightly clutching the broken sleeves, as if he had found the backbone. With confidence, his voice was fully amplified, and he sneezed. Howling with tears.

"you……"

Anya moved forward a little, and the man immediately hid behind the potted plant in fear, and suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from his pocket, which was stained with deep bloodstains.

"Don't come here. If you come here again, I'll kill you."

The shape of the wound on the corpse was exactly the same size as the dagger.

Anya vaguely had a bad guess. She looked at the man's childish and pure eyes and the blood all over her face, and she lowered her head with a pale face.

Unexpectedly, the man hiding there suddenly made a fuss, jumped up, brandished the dagger, and rushed towards Anya yelling.

Anya, who had nowhere to hide, could only stare at the reddened eyes, her pupils trembling slightly as she watched the dagger approaching.

"what!"

Anya was pushed aside vigorously, watching the white light of the dagger disappear, and the sound of the penetrating penetrating deeply.

Bright light shone in from outside the door, and countless policemen pushed the door in, firmly controlling the man.Anya was wrapped in a warm blanket, her eyes were motionless, she looked at the curly-haired detective with a cut arm, excitedly rushed to the side of the corpse, and observed carefully.

"Sherlock?"

In the hospital's office, Hannibal looked coldly at the computer that suddenly went dark, slowly evoked a gentle smile that was so frightening, and spoke calmly.

"Moriarty, Professor?"

The sound of the blowing wind in the main unit suddenly disappeared, and the silence climbed wantonly, spreading out a terrifying silence.

Sitting in front of the computer, Hannibal kept smiling.He even bent down slightly, narrowing the distance from the computer camera, with his hands intertwined and his eyes kind and courteous.It was as if he was facing a patient who was troubled by his ignorance, but he didn't care about it with pity.

There was a toothache breaking sound from the speaker, and then the voice gradually became clear and softened, becoming a familiar female voice, softening the mechanical coldness, and the delicate tone was vivid, but the words were full of proud confrontation.

"Yes. Finally seeing you, Dr. Hannibal."

One is the Napoleon of the criminal world in London, England, who dominates half of the crimes in London and is happy to control; the other is the perspective of God overlooking everyone, the guardian of the United States in the dark night, good at brainwashing.

Two criminals who are very similar but very different.The domains are different, so that they can coexist safely until now.

"It's really unimaginable that the two of us have only had such a bad meeting so far."

In the stereo, the aria-like tone, the complex fusion of regret and excitement when old friends shook hands to reminisce about the old days, echoed in the empty office with only one person, which seemed extraordinarily weird.

"I'm very happy to talk to you directly. After all, your actions are really helpless."

Hannibal's smile was calm and gentle, completely unaffected by Moriarty.No matter who he is, it is impossible to tear off the perfect appearance he has constructed for himself.

"Those are just greetings. In order to commemorate our acquaintance, I specially present a meeting gift. I hope you like it."

The pitch-black screen slowly lit up, the girl was standing on the podium and was seriously attending class, and the bracelet he gave her reflected a faint light on her wrist.

The photos change one by one.

On the boulevard, a girl in a skirt talks with students with curved eyebrows; in the office, the girl bends down, searching carefully on the bookshelf, her white fingers pointing on the dark bookcase, which is very moving; in the kitchen, the girl Hands behind his back, he tied an apron for himself, and the ingredients placed in front of him were extraordinarily fresh and tender.

Hannibal's expression remained unchanged, but his hands quickly typed on the keyboard, and countless streams of data rushed back with a destructive momentum.Not only did they unilaterally keep these photos, but they also completely destroyed all the data in the other party's computer.

He stopped for a moment, and Moriarty began to counterattack violently.

The screen was completely occupied——in the dark night, the pale girl was wearing a fresh skirt, her stomach was stained with a large amount of blood, and her eyes were empty and helpless.

boom--