Car No. 5 just passed by. After the crow stabbed the wolf with a knife, he really dug out a key from his chest and heart. The crow twisted his head to look at the black cat, and held up the key in his hand to show it to the black cat. The black cat looks.
The crow's hands were bloody, and there were blood splashes on his chest and face. His dark eyes seemed to be glowing with blood, and the corners of his mouth were even curled up to reveal his white teeth. This made him look terrible. It's like a vicious ghost who just crawled out of some hell.
The black cat has always been silent like this, and this time he was a little terrified. He squinted his eyes and thought about the countermeasures, because at this moment, right in front of him, the crow just killed another accomplice. It wasn't the so-called 'murderer', the threat he revealed at the moment also rose to the point where the black cat had to kill him.
So, should we do it
The black cat watched the crow stand up unsteadily. He realized that the crow was in a very strange state at the moment. It looked a little crazy, like a beast that had completely lost its mind. It was completely different from him before. Or he was just like that.
The crow held the knife in one hand and the key in the other, and walked towards the black cat step by step. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the somewhat silent carriage at the moment, like the melody of stepping on the tip of the black cat's heart. The black cat clenched its fists slightly. , the body leaned forward, the center of gravity sank, it was a look of vigilance and ready for battle at any time.
But unexpectedly, the crow didn't do anything to the black cat. He swayed softly in front of the black cat, and the next action was completely beyond the black cat's expectation. The man fell into the black cat's arms, rubbing the scarlet blood all over the black cat's clothes.
The black cat subconsciously reached out to hug him, and immediately smelled a tangy, sweet smell of blood. Looking down, he saw the crow smiling at him gently. This smile made the black cat fascinated for a while. .
"Look, there are only two of us here." The crow reached out and hugged the black cat's waist, and his fingers stroked the back of the black cat. This is actually very dangerous, the human spine is the fatal weakness.
But the black cat couldn't care less, because the crow suddenly approached, his face was very close, and his breath was sprinkled on his face. The black cat stared at the crow's eyes that were close at hand. The black color seems to reveal a galaxy, luring the black cat to approach it involuntarily.
The black cat felt trembling from the first sight of the crow.
It was an indescribable feeling, even though it was only for a moment, even though it was well suppressed by the black cat, he even tried rationally to keep a distance from this person, but found that it was futile, as long as he got a little closer When the crow was so small, the black cat felt as if something in its body was screaming, the inner devil was screaming, and kept roaring—go up and swallow him!
It was terrible.
The black cat hugged the person in his arms tightly. He couldn't help tightening his arms, trying to resist the feeling of wanting to tear this person apart, but his fingers couldn't control it. They moved right on the other person's back, touched his waist.
The black cat felt a little itchy on his neck, and the crow rubbed his face against his neck, rubbing his lips there, giving the black cat the illusion that he would come up to take a bite anytime, anywhere.
But this illusion also made the black cat a little excited.
He almost inserted his fingers into the crow's clothes... oh, in fact, he had already inserted it, and his cold fingertips could feel the wonderful touch, which almost made people shudder. The black cat lowered its head, impatiently , I want to taste the smell of this little devil in my arms.
But the little devil stretched out a finger to block the black cat's lips.
"This is not a good place, sir." The crow narrowed his eyes, he was tightly attached to the black cat, without any gaps, every part of his body seemed to be closely connected, and it was wasteful.
Although there was still a dead body lying at their feet.
"I know what kind of eyes you've been staring at me." Crow's face was pale, but there was a kind of sick blush, obviously a slightly delicate face, but the blood stained on his face made him look evil and attractive .
The crow reached out and hooked the black cat's neck, and said softly: "Since the first car we met, you have been following me, looking at me with bad eyes, what are you looking at me?"
The crow held the black cat's cheeks: "Are you looking at my eyes? Or... my face? My neck or my shoulders? Or my waist?... Of course, if you go down..."
Even their lower bodies fit tightly together, so they could easily feel each other's changes. This change was so obvious that the crow couldn't help rubbing against him through his pants, which made both of them tremble. The crow licked his dry lips erotically, and then moved his lips closer to the black cat. They looked very close, like a couple about to kiss.
But the kiss was unsuccessful.
The black cat's eyes sharpened suddenly, and he started to act unprepared. He grabbed the crow's hair with one hand and pulled his head back. He grabbed the crow's other arm with the other hand, and he moved the arm away. , because the crow had a dagger in his hand at some point, and the crow kept holding the dagger and put it behind the black cat's neck.
The black cat had no doubt that as long as he really kissed just now, the crow would cut off his head.
"There are so many weapons hidden on your body, my little baby." The black cat couldn't help but grinned.
"Oh! Damn it! I thought it would work." The crow looked a bit remorseful, even though he didn't look remorseful at all, even though his arm was caught and controlled by others.
But the crow was still persistently seducing the black cat. He glanced at the black cat's lower body with great regret, and said, "You are obviously hard, why don't you keep doing it, so that I can achieve my goal happily."
"Then I have to make you cut off the head logically?" The black cat pinched the crow's arm hard, and the crow's arm softened, and the knife in his hand couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground.
Once the threat was removed, the black cat immediately brought the crow into its arms. And grabbed him, and pressed hard on the sofa next to him.
The prey has lost its sharp claws, and the rest can only be slaughtered.
The word "Let others be slaughtered" is very good, and the black cat likes it very much. He grabbed the crow's clothes and pulled it hard, and the fragile buttons shattered, revealing the crow's beautiful chest, smooth skin, and flat belly. Abdominal muscles, it can be clearly seen that this nasty little devil usually works out well.
"Do you want to fuck me? Sir..." The crow didn't know if it was on purpose or not, he spread his legs and curled up, making his posture look a bit lewd.
Mr. Black Cat's breathing became obviously rapid. He bit the other party's collarbone a few times, leaving a few red marks, but Mr. Black Cat didn't continue, because his reason told him that this was not a Good choice.
The person in his arms was obviously the murderer written on the note, he started brutally and killed others for no reason, even though the black cat felt that he liked him a little bit, a strange kind of liking. But it's just that I like it. If I like someone, I have to pamper him and let him kill my own life. This behavior makes the black cat look a little stupid.
Black cat is not such a stupid person, he knows what he needs to do - like, kill the killer, find the key, and get out
The black cat looked at the crow with dark eyes. God knows what kind of psychology is at work? The black cat didn't want to hurt the person in its arms at all, not at all.
Since you don't want to hurt, you can only choose other ways.
The No. 5 car was finally opened by the black cat. He searched all the dangerous goods and weapons on the crow, tied his hands with the rope made of cloth, and then took the knife to dig out the poor Mr. Wolf. The key that came out opened the door of carriage No. 5.
In front of them is car No. 4, a safe, even-numbered car.
Car No. 4 is also very simple. When you enter the door, you can see a pool of blood on the floor of the aisle, as well as scattered pieces of meat. There is a dead snake there. It is a real and rare double-headed snake, but it seems to have been killed by something. It looks like something has been eaten, but the body is only half, and the other half is only half of the tip of the tail.
The key to carriage 4 is also evident, right next to the snake.
"Did he die like this in the end?" The crow stared at the snake's corpse with great interest, with a strange smile on his face, the kind of smile that seemed to be crying.
"You almost fooled me." The black cat pulled the rope that bound the crow's hands, then looked down at the message on the connecting door of No. good boy."
"Maybe I am." The crow was still staring at the snake's body, but the smile on his face disappeared.
On the connecting door of No. 4 carriage, the message reads:
[Do you think you caught the murderer?]
[Yes, you believe it]
[But I still think it's not good]
[Who can escape the curse of death?]
The black cat stared at the messages blankly for a long time, then he turned his head and asked the crow: "You said before that you saw the dead body of a black cat. How did it die in the No. 12 carriage?"
"Soaked in the water, it looks like it was scratched to death by some terrible monster." The crow blinked cunningly, and smiled: "I think you must be like it in the end.
"Then maybe..." The black cat also laughed: "What if I kill you right here?"
"You won't kill me," said the crow with certainty, as if he believed it.
"Why do you think not?" The black cat was also puzzled by his certainty.
"How do I know this kind of thing?" Crow looked helpless, "It's like I never thought that I would actually kill someone, the same... ridiculous."