In the last century, St.
Michael's Castle was used for a time to detain prisoners of high status.The basement of the castle was built for this purpose, with huge stone walls, dark and damp environment, walking down the steps, only to feel the gloomy meaning soaked into the bones, which made people shiver.Even though the maid has been here many times, he still can't adapt to the environment.A centuries-old castle cell, no one can say how many people died inside.Every stone wall may have a ghost crying out, and the maid can't help but feel furious at the thought of this situation.Quickening his pace, he made his way to a cell in the middle.The little girl of which Lord St.
Michael spoke was imprisoned in that cell.Before I got closer, I could hear the girl's cry, which was very penetrating.The servant frowned, kicked on the iron door of the cell, and scolded: "What are you crying and crying, be careful that Lao Tzu will kill you" The little girl inside seemed to be frightened, and her crying stopped for a short time.But then he began to cry again, and cried and shouted, "I want Daddy, I want Daddy," and the servant opened the iron door and went into the cell.The cells were bare, damp bluestone slabs, and only a small bed was in the corner.There was a dinner plate on the floor, and the food in it was already moldy, so it was obvious that the little girl had not eaten for several days.On the small bed, a little girl who looked to be only six or seven years old was curled up in the corner with her knees huddled, her body trembling, and her little face full of fear.Especially after she saw the servant come in, the fear became even more obvious, and she kept curling back.It's just that she is already in the corner, but how can she still have a place to retreat for her, "Your father won't come, it's useless to come, but St.
Michael's Castle, even MI6 agents have to weigh if they want to come in, not to mention that your father is just a yellow-skinned immigrant," the maid said with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.He stepped forward, glanced at the plate, and kicked it away.The food was scattered all over the floor, and many of them even flew into the little girl's face and hung on the little girl's hair."
Since you don't eat it, don't eat it in the future, and you won't even listen to the words of St.
Michael's master, and sooner or later you will become a dead body and feed it to the dog," said the servant, smirking.Suddenly, he took a step forward and pinched the little girl's face.He took a closer look, and suddenly found that the little girl looked a little dirty, although her face was stained with tears and dust.But in fact, the face plate is very beautiful, with the typical melon seed face of an oriental beauty, the eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, and the eyes are as shining as two black gems.But it's a beautiful embryo."
Good, uncle will help you clean up."
A wave rose in the maid's heart, and the big rough hand was about to touch the little girl's face.The horror in the little girl's eyes became more and more intense, and her whole body began to tremble, so frightened that she even stopped crying, and only watched the servant approach with a deathly expression.The servant laughed, and began to move forward as his hand approached, trying to hold the little girl under him.As long as he doesn't talk nonsense, no one will know what he did to the little girl.Besides, the master also said that as long as she doesn't die, she can use any method to shut her up.Isn't it just right for me to do this, and the servant's dirty thoughts kept flickering in his mind, seeing that the little girl was about to be poisoned.At this time, the little girl's eyes suddenly rolled when her expression was stiff, and her pupils disappeared instantly, leaving only the whites of her eyes.This abnormality made the maid stunned, and the movement naturally stopped.He thought the little girl was scared to death, and in that case he would be doomed.The master will not forgive him.The maid hurriedly pasted it to check the little girl's breathing.It's just that before he touched the little girl, he suddenly heard the little girl let out a scream that was not human.The sound was high-pitched and harsh, like the ultrasound emitted by bats, and the shock spread into the servant's ears at once.The servant immediately felt a pain in his head, as if countless ants had been drilled into his brain, gnawing at his brain.The intense pain made him want to wail, but he couldn't.The pain reached its peak in an instant, and the servant only had time to let out a muffled grunt before he lay down unconscious.The little girl's eyes rolled slightly, staring at the maid on the ground, and said in a quiet voice: "It's not enough." ”Then I saw her stand up from the corner of the wall strangely, jumping off the bed with her bare little feet, and the soles of her feet stepped on the cold and damp bluestone ground, without the slightest expression.Step by step, the little girl walked towards the food that was spilled all over the floor.These meals, which have begun to become moldy, will not be eaten even if they are given to the homeless.But the little girl seemed to have not seen that the food had spoiled at all, and her tender white little hand stretched out, grabbed the food in her hand, calmly stuffed it into her mouth and began to chew.The food was scattered all over the place, and it was a little difficult for the little girl to pick them all up.But she still meticulously picked up all the food and ate it, not even a single grain left.After eating, the girl seemed to be unsatisfied, she turned her head to look around dissatisfied, the cell was empty, where was there anything to eat, and finally, the little girl finally found something that could be eaten.Servant.She lowered her head, and a pair of terrible eyes were fixed on the servant's body.He didn't see the next move, and seemed to be thinking about whether he should eat the food in front of him."
Devouring one's own kind seems to be taboo, and it seems that it cannot be done.But it's really not enough," the girl muttered to herself, not knowing what she meant.For more than ten minutes, the girl hesitated between eating or not eating, and in the end, she was persuaded by the so-called "taboo" and gave up the idea of eating the maid.The small body bent down, dragged the servant's body up with great difficulty, and threw him out of the cell.Then, with a bang, he voluntarily locked the door of the cell and sat back in the corner.It was clearly a great time to escape, but she gave up like this."
The man who can save me is coming."
As if to give an explanation, the little girl said such a sentence inexplicably, and closed her eyes.The next second, the little girl opened her eyes again, and she was back to her original state, still the same beautiful and lovely little girl, still cowering and curled up in the corner.When she saw the servant outside the cell, she was visibly stunned.Apparently unaware of what was happening in front of him.""
The maid woke up and let out an angry scolding.He only felt a terrible pain in his head, but he couldn't remember why he was lying on the ground, only that his master asked him to stop the girl from crying."
Cry again and gouge out your eyes," the maid threatened the girl in the cell.After saying that, he felt inexplicable.Why did he say that he gouged out her eyes, but he didn't know, in the bottom of his heart, he had a deep fear of the little girl's eyes that had no pupils and only whites.Pedal and pedal, the servant walked away quickly, as if fleeing.The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, her curled body slightly relaxed.Looking at the sunlight shining through a crack in the top of the cell, I was filled with longing.In the courtyard, St.
Michael, who had been reported by the servant, nodded with satisfaction, the servant did a good job this time.It is true that the little girl's cry can no longer be heard, and it must be quiet.But the thought of the little girl's refusal to cooperate made St.
Michael feel angry.The secret he wants to know is hidden in the little girl, and the little girl has not been able to get the secret without his cooperation."
Damn, I really can't dissect her" St.
Michael's heart came to an extreme thought, but he was immediately denied by himself.Because he knows very well that the effect of dissection is minimal, even if the technology advances tenfold, I am afraid that it will not be known.Modern technology doesn't even understand the working principles of many functions of the human body, let alone understand the higher level.The annoyed St.
Michael drank the black tea in the cup in one go, and didn't care about any aristocratic etiquette."
Well, Wang Yong is here," suddenly the phone vibrate, and St.
Michael said after checking it.But it was the butler who reported to St.
Michael as soon as he got off the plane."
You hide for a while, don't worry, I won't forget you when I get what I want."
St.
Michael said to Morgan.Morgan nodded, he had long been eager to leave.He immediately stood up and walked to his room.At this time at the London airport, the housekeeper led Wang Yong and the three out of the VIP passage, and a car with a strong last century style was parked next to several people.Wang Yong glanced at the car, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping slightly.Rolls-Royce Silver Glamour.This is a 4050H series produced by Rolls-Royce between 1906 and 1926, and in the 20 years of 19061926, a total of 7,874 units were produced in the Silver Charm.And after the discontinuation of the product, it was replaced by the first generation Phantom.It is precisely because of the silver charm that Rolls-Royce is called the best car in the world, which is not Rolls-Royce's own slogan, but the statement of Autocar magazine in 1907.This kind of car is more than 100 years old, and it is difficult to find one.After all, only about 7,000 vehicles were produced at that time, but all of them were antique-level ornamental objects.But now it is used as a tool for travel, which shows the heritage of Lord Michael.Background is not something that can be possessed with money.Having the money to buy a variety of luxury cars that are more expensive than this classic car is definitely not going to buy the low-key luxury that this car represents."
Please, three."
The housekeeper politely made an invitation gesture and asked Wang Yong and the three to get into the car.Wang Yong whistled and got into the car.After getting in the car, I looked like a dirt bun and touched it left and right, and I couldn't wait to disassemble the car to study it.The corners of the housekeeper's mouth twitched again and again, and he would have scolded him if he were someone else.But Wang Yong can't do it, he doesn't dare to scold and can't scold.The housekeeper could only hold back the resentment in his heart, pretending not to see or hear what Wang Yong was doing, and motioned to the driver to hurry up.Finally, the car started.Wang Yong was honest for the time being, but his hands were idle, but his mouth was not idle.Start talking to the driver and ask him about the car's performance data.When Wang Yong heard that the car still maintained the original design of the last century, he couldn't help but show a faint smile and stopped asking.