Sitting in the dark space, Ronan rubbed his chin habitually.
The image after opening the refrigerator lingers in my mind.
Looking at the shape and size of the object, it looks very much like a human hand bone.
For a moment, Ronan suspected that the bones were left behind by Catherine's murder.
But he soon dismissed this reasoning.
The color of the bones is very dry, not like the dense white bones of living people, and they look a bit old.
Ronan would never believe that the hand bones were jewelry. No one would freeze something like that in the refrigerator.
It's not a jewelry, is it really a human hand bone
It's too old and you want to get a new one
Ronan felt his scalp numb.
Not only do you want your own body, but you also want your own hands
It's scary to think about it.
I really can't figure it out, so I can only read the file.
Opening her eyes, she returned to Catherine's boudoir.
A scent came from behind.
Ronan!
you can not do that!
There are probably hand bones in the refrigerator!
Seeing Catherine kissing her, Ronan turned around and stretched forward to push.
The soft feel made him unable to use his strength.
The palms of his hands pushed forward rhythmically, making Catherine think that he was resisting in return, but instead she became even more excited.
"Don't lick... lick... the ears..."
Ronan's own strength is too poor, and he is no match for strength, and he is quickly ridden by Catherine.
The mouth says no, but the body is very honest.
Ronan passively accepted the chemical reaction with no expression on his face.
He wanted to see what would happen if the refrigerator was not opened
Are there any other clues
After everything was done, Catherine held up Ronan's forehead and kissed her, then turned and walked out of the room: "My dear, I'm going to take a bath. You just wait for me in the room."
Falling on the soft bed, Ronan stared at the fiery red ceiling, feeling a little anxious inside.
He stretched out his right hand and saw a small snake tattoo on his right wrist, which was left by the original body.
The door to the boudoir was open, and the splashing sound from the bathroom next door could be clearly heard.
At this time, Ronan was in the sage time and would never think about messy content like bathroom.avi.
He was thinking, what does this strategy really mean
After a while, Catherine wiped her hair with a towel and returned to the room.
She looked at Ronan lying on the bed, her eyes full of smiles: "You are very obedient."
Ronan was thinking and ignored her.
Catherine rummaged for something from under the bed, making a clanging sound.
After a while, she held a black blindfold and handed it to him: "Here, put it on."
Ronan, who was thinking, turned his head and looked at Catherine strangely: "You really want to come?"
"Be good." Catherine took the initiative to come over like she was coaxing a child: "I'll help you take it."
Ronan sighed and didn't resist.
He wanted to see what new tricks Catherine was going to play
After putting on the blindfold, Ronan couldn't see anything.
A cold feeling came from his wrist, and he felt like he was chained to the bed.
Click.
The ankles were not spared either. He was now in a 'big' shape and was completely tied to the bed.
"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby?"
Ronan's heart was pounding, and there was a small emotion of anticipation.
The next second, something with a weird taste was stuffed into his mouth.
Why isn't it a candle or a whip
Do you know how to do it
After humming twice, Catherine leaned close to his ear.
At such a close distance, Ronan could clearly feel the hot breath against his ears.
Before he could experience the heavenly enjoyment, Catherine's words directly dragged him into hell.
"I'm sorry, honey. I moved quickly and tried not to hurt you."
Ronan realized something was wrong and made a grunting sound, trying to get Catherine to take the thing out of his mouth.
But in an instant, he felt a heartbreaking pain at the end of his arm.
Σ//(°Д°;)っ
ah!
I can eat and hold a knife with my right hand!
Before Ronan could shout out, an even more severe sting came from his heart.
The protagonist is dead
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I'll throw you away Rem!
Death in the previous moment was painful for at most one second, but Ronan still had a glimmer of luck with Catherine.
Now he cut off his hand and then stabbed his heart. Such a bad behavior made him completely stop thinking!
This crazy woman!
Ronan felt terrified at the thought of his hand bones being frozen in the refrigerator.
Staring at the light curtain in front of me, I couldn't go back to the boudoir.
Ronan raised his hand and clicked on the first save.
But in the blink of an eye, he was back in the bathroom of the financial company.
At this time, he had just come out of Catherine's office.
After flushing his face with cold water, Ronan returned to his work station.
Strategy, strategy, is it to find out her hidden secrets
What a big head.
In a blink of an eye, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.
Catherine walked to the work station and knocked on the table: "Wait for me outside."
"Okay." Ronan nodded, with no joy on his face.
Take the elevator and leave the Financial Building.
Before she could honk the horn, Ronan skillfully opened the car door and got in.
Like last time, Catherine turned on the car music and played a few ambiguous love songs, but Ronan couldn't listen to them at all.
The car stopped and the two got out of the car.
Seeing Catherine taking out the keys to open the door, Ronan stopped her: "My mobile phone is out of battery, can you lend it to me to make a call?"
Catherine smiled slightly, did not refuse, and handed over the phone after unlocking it.
Taking her cell phone, Ronan deliberately kept a certain distance from her door and dialed the police number.
On the phone, the female operator's voice was very gentle: "Okay, sir, your question has been recorded, and our police force will arrive in ten minutes."
Ronan hung up the phone and glanced in the direction of Catherine's door.
If it takes ten minutes to enter the house, the variables are too great.
It's better to pretend to be on the phone outside and delay the time.
If you are in doubt, save it first.
He summoned the light curtain and archived it.
During this period, Catherine came out once.
Ronan pretended to be on the phone, covered the phone, and told her to come in when she was done.
Twelve minutes later, a police car arrived, and two police officers, one fat and one thin, stepped out of the car.
Ronan stepped forward to greet her, deliberately not mentioning Catherine's special abilities to avoid being thought of as a fool: "Mr. Police Officer, I saw human hand bones in the refrigerator on the second floor of her house."
The fat and thin policeman looked at each other and touched the gun on his waist.
This is probably a murder case. If it is handled well, there is hope for a salary increase!
Without further ado, the two followed Ronan up the steps.
At this moment, the thin police officer stopped and said, "Bob, let's go in directly. It's not in compliance with the rules."
"Didn't someone report the crime?" The fat police officer glared at the thin police officer, leaned over and whispered, "Do you still want a raise?"
Ronan ignored the mutterings of the two police officers and pushed the door open.
There was no figure of Catherine on the first floor, so she was probably in the boudoir on the second floor.
Encouraged by the fat police officer, the two took out their guns and followed Ronan to the second floor.
Catherine was sitting on the fiery red bed in the boudoir. When she saw Ronan leading the police upstairs, she was very angry: "What do you mean?"
Ronan ignored her and walked towards the living room: "The refrigerator is inside."
In the face of irrefutable evidence, there was no room for her to quibble!
The police officer has a gun. No matter how strong she is, she will die if she takes a bullet.
"This is it." Seeing Catherine's livid face being stared at closely by the fat police officer, Ronan sighed inwardly.
If I had known that it could be solved by asking the police for help, there would be no need to put in so much effort.
The thin policeman pulled the refrigerator door, but it didn't open.
Ronan took the hand and the two of them worked together to open the refrigerator door.
Ronan's mouth twitched as he stared into the refrigerator.
Why is the refrigerator empty
How can it be!