The range of vision narrowed, and Ronan could detect Britney's eyes narrowing: "Are you threatening me?"
Woody raised his thick eyebrows, walked aside, opened the wine cabinet, and turned around: "How dare I threaten the future star of the music industry? I'm just creating some insignificant news."
"Listen, no matter what dirty news you make, I will refute it."
"Ha." Woody held two empty liqueurs in his left hand and a bottle of red wine in his right hand, placing them on the dining table: "People never care about the truth, they only pay attention to the visible 'truth'. Do you think there is only news?" Oh, please, that’s just an appetizer.”
Britney stood there without saying a word.
Woody poured himself some wine and raised his glass: "Want some?"
Britney didn't respond.
"Ha." The brick-red liquid slid into his throat. Woody drank it all in one gulp and let out a happy cry.
The alcohol content of this wine was probably a bit high, and an abnormal blush quickly appeared on Woody's face.
That broad, weathered face showed a sinister and sinister look.
"My God, how many gifts did He give you to create such a beautiful woman?"
Woody came closer, his veal-dry lips were blocked by Britney's hand.
His vision was blocked, and he could vaguely hear the rustle of his coat being rubbed by hands.
"open!"
Suddenly, a soft knock on the door came.
The two looked at each other, and Britney took the lead in opening the door.
Outside the door, stood a man in black robes with a strange mask.
Although she couldn't see her appearance clearly, she could tell from her proud appearance that she was a woman.
"Is this Mr. Woody Gertz?" The man in black robe's voice was very feminine.
Perhaps it was alcohol or a subconscious reaction. Woody, who was blushing, didn't even think about how a man in black robes came to the door. He tilted his head and responded: "It's me."
"That's good."
She raised her hand to hold the mask and gently slid it down, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes.
The pupils suddenly glowed with blue light. Britney stared at that sight, and her vision suddenly disappeared.
…
Ronan's heart skipped a beat.
He had seen a similar light from his former boss, Catherine Oliver, but it was fiery red.
One is fire and the other is ice.
Is there any connection between the two women
Ice...fire...could it be the Nine Heavens
Before Ronan could think about it, his surroundings gradually became clearer. It was a completely unfamiliar place.
Britney's vision was fixed, looking straight ahead. After a few minutes, there was not even a trace of shaking or trembling.
This is not normal.
Ronan speculated that Britney should have fallen into mind control at this time and has not yet broken free.
No wonder the charm has no effect on her. This long-term mental control will increase her mental value and related resistance.
Since his vision had not changed, Ronan began to carefully analyze and explore all the clues he could grasp.
Preliminary judgment is that this is a cave.
The word cave may not be appropriate. After all, there are no caves several meters high.
To put it figuratively speaking, this is a small cave.
Through the top, you can roughly see the trees outside the cave, indicating that there is a forest nearby.
About ten meters directly in front of the field of vision, there is a stone platform with candles on the ground.
There is a little candlelight, but the range of illumination is not high.
Between the stone platform and Britney's view, six barrels were stacked.
The surface of the barrel is a bit old, and there is no liquid spilled. I don’t know what is inside.
Except for the area illuminated by candlelight, the light in other places is relatively dim.
It was likely to be cloudy that day, and the moonlight did not appear clear.
Occasionally, the whistling sound of wind could be heard in the ears, further indicating that the depth of this pit was not very high.
On the left and right sides are broken stone pillars with very uneven sections.
I really wonder what buildings were built here before
Gazebo
It doesn't look like it. There are only stone pillars and no pavilion roof.
After repeated observations, Ronan also noticed that there seemed to be a person lying on the stone platform behind the barrel.
Since the angle cannot be changed, only two feet can be barely seen.
One is wearing old-fashioned leather shoes, and the other is wearing socks, and the shoes are gone.
If nothing else, the person on the stone platform should be singer Woody Gertz.
Looking over and over again, Ronan could not find any more useful clues.
After waiting for about five minutes, the real owner arrived.
There was a sound coming from the five o'clock direction, and three men in black robes entered from Britney's right field of vision and walked towards the stone platform.
"Is Mosui coming yet?" The voice sounded like a man, also wearing a mask.
"You can't come, don't wait any longer." The voice belonged to the woman who broke into Woody's house before.
Ronan frowned.
Thinking back carefully, I seem to have heard this woman's voice somewhere.
Who is the one…
There was also a masked man in black robes who said nothing during the whole process and did not distinguish between male and female.
The masked man fiddled with it and woke up Woody Gertz on the stone platform.
His first reaction after waking up was to shout: "I am not Woody Gertz, you... you have arrested the wrong person!"
"Caught by mistake?" The man placed the torch on the damaged stone pillar next to him, reached into his arms and pulled out something that looked like a music CD. He knocked on the CD and sneered: "The cover is your photo, isn't it fake? Haha, you still want to fool people, old guy."
"No, no..." The strong desire to survive made Woody Gertz desperately defend, shaking his head like a rattle: "I am a stand-in. Really, a stand-in for a movie. You have arrested the wrong person."
"If you make the wrong arrest, you will die now!" The woman holding a torch stood beside the stone platform, her voice cold: "Have you thought about it?"
"Think about it, think about it, I'm...I'm Woody Gertz. How much do you want?"
The masked man picked up the torch and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Du, you can mentally control him so that this old guy doesn't have to resist. Finish the matter as soon as possible and go back quickly."
"Are you really sick? You can control midnight snacks. I have already controlled them. Why do you still need to teach me?"
"It's really impossible to communicate with a big-breasted and brainless person like you."
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, the silent man in black robe stretched out his hand to stop them.
The man in black robe took off Woody's socks, allowing him to immediately understand what the other party was going to do.
From Britney's perspective, the man in black seemed to be pinching Woody's nose, and when he was about to suffocate, he opened his mouth to breathe and stuffed the sock in.
This time, Woody was completely honest.
No matter how much he can say it, his socks are still blocking him.
"It's time to get down to business."
The man called Midnight Snack took out a keyboard-length hammer from his black robe and held it up.
Even though his sight was obscured by the barrel, Ronan could guess where he hit it. (see title)
"Uh! Uh!"
Woody howled in pain, and passed out from the pain under the continuous hammer blows from the midnight snack.
I took out something at midnight and sprinkled it around the stone platform. Since I was facing away from the camera, I couldn't see it clearly.
After doing this, the three men in black robes stood in a triangular position around the stone platform.
They clasped their hands together and began chanting in an unknown language.
The system didn't translate it, so I couldn't hear clearly what it was.
But the tone was very similar to Catherine's chanting in the boudoir...