Sitting in the dark space, Ronan habitually touched his chin.

The picture after opening the refrigerator lingers in my mind.

Judging from the shape and size of the object, it looks very much like a person's hand bone.

For a moment, Ronan suspected that this bone was left by Catherine who killed someone.

But soon, he denied the reasoning.

The color of the bones is so dry that it is not as thick as the white bones of living people, and they look a little old.

If the hand bones are jewelry, Ronan absolutely does not believe that. No one will freeze that kind of thing in the refrigerator.

It's not an ornament, is it really a human hand bone?

Because it's too old, I want to change it to a new one?

Ronan felt a numbness in his scalp.

Not only do you want your own body, but also your own hands?

It's terrible to think about it carefully.

I really can't figure it out, I can only read the file.

Opening his eyes, he returned to Catherine's boudoir.

A scent surged from behind.

Ronan!

You can't do this!

There is a hand bone in the refrigerator!

Seeing Catherine kissing her, Ronan turned around and stretched forward and pushed her.

The soft feel makes him unable to use force.

The palm of his hand was pushed forward rhythmically, making Catherine think that he was trying to refuse but still waiting, but she became even more excited.

"Don't lick... lick... ears..."

Ronan's own strength is too bad, and he is no match for his strength, so he is soon ridden by Katherine.

He said no, but his body was very honest.

Ronan passively accepted the chemical reaction, with no expression on his face.

He wanted to see what the subsequent plot would be if he didn't open the refrigerator?

Will there be any other clues?

After the matter was over, Catherine picked up Ronan's forehead and kissed her, turned around and walked out of the room: "Dear, I'll take a shower, you can wait for me in the room."

Leaning on the soft bed, Ronan stared at Er's fiery red ceiling, feeling a little anxious.

He stretched out his right hand and saw a tattoo of a small snake on his wrist, which was left behind by the original body.

The door of the boudoir was open, and the sound of the next bathroom was clearly heard.

At this time, Ronan was in the sage time and would never think about the messy content of the bathroom. AVI.

He was thinking, what does this strategy really mean?

After a while, Katherine wiped her hair with a bath towel and returned to the room.

She looked at Ronan lying on the bed, smiling: "I'm very obedient."

Ronan was thinking, ignoring her.

Catherine was searching for something from under the bed, making a clanging sound.

After a while, she handed it to him with a black eye mask: "Come on, bring it with you."

Ronan, who was thinking, turned his head and looked at Catherine strangely: "I'm really coming?"

"Be good." Catherine came over as if she was coaxing the child: "I'll take it with you."

Ronan sighed, without resisting.

He wants to see what new tricks Catherine wants to play?

After putting on the blindfold, Ronan could not see anything.

A cold feeling came from his wrist and he felt like he was locked on the bed.

Click.

He was not spared from his ankle. He now had 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 he felt a little expectant.

The next second, something weird was stuffed into his mouth.

Why not a candle or a whip?

Will you?

After a few umbling sounds, Catherine leaned into his ears.

At such a close distance, Ronan could clearly feel the heat in his ears.

Before he could enjoy heavenly enjoyment, Catherine's words directly pulled him into hell.

"I'm sorry, my dear. I'm going to do it very quickly and try not to hurt you."

Ronan realized something was wrong and made a noise, wanting Catherine to take away what was in his mouth.

But in an instant, he felt a heart-wrenching pain from the end of his arm.

Σ//(°Д°;)っ

ah!

I can eat and have a knife right hand!

Before Ronan could shout, a more violent stinging pain came from the part of his heart.

【The protagonist is dead】

【Please select a reader】

...

I'll throw you Rem!

If Ronan had a slight expectation for Catherine before, he now had no idea.

This crazy woman really wants her own hands!

When Ronan felt frightened when he 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 this room in the boudoir.

Ronan raised his hand and clicked on the original save.

But in the blink of an eye, he returned to the bathroom of the financial company.

At this time, he had just come out of Catherine's office.

After rinsing his face with cold water, Ronan returned to the station.

Strategies, strategies, are you trying to find out the secrets she has hidden?

It's really a big deal.

In a blink of an eye, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

Catherine walked to the station and knocked on the table: "Go outside and wait for me."

"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 sat on it.

Like last time, Katherine turned on the car music and played a few ambiguous love songs, but Ronan couldn't listen at all.

The car stopped and the two got out.

Seeing Catherine pulling out the key to open the door, Ronan stopped her: "My cell phone is out of power. Can you lend me a call?"

Catherine smiled slightly, did not refuse, and handed over the phone after unlocking it.

Taking the phone, Ronan deliberately kept a certain distance from her door and called the alarm.

In the microphone, the female operator's voice was very gentle: "Okay, sir, your question has been recorded, and the police force we sent will arrive in ten minutes."

Ronan hung up the phone and glanced at the direction of Catherine's door.

If you go into the house and drag it for ten minutes, the variable will be too big.
To be continued...