[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and most of the things that you don't want to be known by others happen in such nights.The dark clouds piled up thicker and thicker in the sky, as if they could be pressed down at any time, turning the city into ruins.

Rumble!

The lightning that seemed to tear the sky apart was followed by deafening thunder.It has no shape, only the extremely oppressive sound, rolling from far and near.

Yu is a big name, and the two younger brothers in front of him created enough momentum before it came long overdue.Big and small raindrops fell from the dark clouds, some hitting the roof and some hitting the ground.

On the corner of a building in Santa Maria, narrow rectangular windows provide fresh air to the basement.Through the window, the picture of the interior below is unobstructed.

Wearing a black suspender dress, in the cool temperature of autumn, the little girl's dress is a bit too thin.Fortunately, this was indoors, otherwise such a delicate girl would have suffered from frostbite.At this moment, the frail girl was carried into the house by a boy in a white coat dressed as a doctor. He closed and locked the door expressionlessly, not giving the girl a chance to escape.

"Calm down!" The little fox didn't know what Hannibal was going to do, but it was definitely not a good thing.And the function of this room is also making her hair stand on end, the anatomy room, it is too scary for a middle school boy to carry her to the anatomy room!

Hannibal snorted softly, "I'll calm down."

The little fox breathed a sigh of relief.

"After disposing of you." Hannibal continued.

"...I really didn't want to run away! You believe me!" The little fox began to struggle again.

Don't want to run away?When he is a fool?Hannibal sneered.The little fox's sophistry made his suppressed anger faint and tend to burn away his reason. The trust he reluctantly gave was so let down, how could this not make him angry!

Hannibal strode to the anatomy table with the man on his back, moved his shoulders forward, and threw the man onto the table mercilessly.

Bang!

There was a sound when the body collided with the cold and hard metal countertop, the little fox let out a cry of pain, and curled up together.

Hannibal took out four nylon cable ties from the tool box next to the table. This kind of restraint belt has only one-way serrations. After the lock is tightened, it is impossible to push it back. It is very strong.Of course, because the cable ties are thinner, if the tied person struggles, he will be strangled very painfully.

"You'd better not move around." Hannibal reminded her kindly while tying the little fox's limbs to the four corners of the planing table.

"It hurts, it hurts!" The ankle was hurt by the thin belt, and the little fox couldn't help crying out: "Please, be gentle."

Hannibal paused for a moment while pulling the string, and looked up at the little fox's tearful eyes, which were crystal clear, with pink eyes at the end of the raised eyes, pitiful and cute.He narrowed his yellow eyes slightly, feeling a strange excitement raging in his body. He slowly clenched the tie in his hand, and slowly tightened it while looking at the other's pitiful expression.

"It hurts!" The little fox couldn't help sobbing and struggled: "If you have something to say, please stop! If you strangle again, the QAQ will be broken!"

The white nylon band tightly bound the slender ankle, and the crazy look seemed to be strangled into the girl's flesh.Hannibal looked at the little fox's red ankles, and heard her cry in a crying voice, and the sadistic pleasure made him tremble all over.

"Perhaps, this is my purpose." He raised the corners of his lips, and the dimples that were obvious even without smiling became deeper.The handsome boy looked at the miserable girl with a dangerous and evil smile on his face.

purpose? !

The little fox stared wide-eyed, watching the smiling boy open a plastic box with a slightly dull gaze, and then he took out one by one the shiny scalpels and placed them on the sterile cloth.

No...it won't be what she thinks!The little fox was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

She thinks she might be off the pill

well?Why are these words so familiar?

Hannibal looked at the little fox's frightened pale face, feeling all sorts of joy in his heart.He really likes to see her terrified and helpless expression of despair, maybe he is really a pervert.But if being a pervert can enjoy this beautiful scenery, he is willing to be a pervert for the rest of his life.

"Don't be like this, don't be impulsive!" The little fox, who was afraid that the second-year boy would dissect her irrationally, began to tremble all over: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! Please let me go!"

"Know it's wrong?" Hannibal suppressed his excitement, holding a scalpel with his slender fingers and deliberately playing with it in front of the little fox.

"En QAQ!" The little fox nodded repeatedly, crying.

Hannibal hooked his lips and sneered, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you admit that you ran away?"

"..." The little fox choked on Hannibal's words, contradicted himself, and shot himself in the foot with a rock.

"Young man, listen to my explanation!" The little fox looked at Hannibal with the utmost sincerity he could: "I was forced to leave that day!"

"Forced?" Hannibal seemed to have heard some joke, a smile unfolded on his handsome face.He took a few steps forward, and walked to the side of her body beside the little fox's feet: "Do you want to say that someone opened the trunk while the car was driving, and forcibly grabbed you out and took you away?" Checked and found that the person had disappeared. On the way from the manor to Paris, there was no car stopped at all.How could someone be able to make a miraculous operation of snatching people while the car is driving!Moreover, even if someone really wanted to take her away, in that case, it would be much easier to snatch her with the box than to open the box and get her out.

Except that the person who took her away was not human, the others really matched...

"Yes and no." The little fox pursed his lips and asked, "Will you believe me if I tell you?"

To be honest, the little fox feels that there is no other way to get rid of the current desperate situation other than confessing that he will time travel this time.Although she didn't run away just now, and temporarily suppressed the anger of the second-year middle school boy, but the suppression was just holding back. If the fire can't be extinguished, it will burn to her sooner or later.

"Tell me." Hannibal put his arms around his chest, with a mocking expression of watching you make it up.

"Actually, I have traveled through time and space." The little fox said solemnly.

"Chick!" Traveling through time and space?This is not as good as the reason he guessed just now.Unexpectedly, the little fox would make up such a reason that no fool would believe. Hannibal couldn't help turning his head and laughing: "Can you make up a decent reason?"

"You really don't believe me." The little fox sighed helplessly: "I know this is a bit unbelievable, but it's normal if you don't believe it."

Hannibal squinted at the little fox's serious and helpless expression, as if he really wasn't talking nonsense.But how could such a magical thing like traveling through time and space be real?Even if he can talk about God and the gods clearly and logically, he is a real materialist in his heart.

"You should have noticed it when we met for the first time. I was wearing a bathrobe. It looked like I suddenly appeared in the wild from home." The little fox lay flat on the planing table, and the originally cold metal plate under him Started to be warmed by her own body temperature, she relaxed slightly and leaned closer to the table: "Actually, I was going to take a bath at home that day, but I fell into the bathtub and drowned. When I opened my eyes again, I appeared in the wild lake. inside."

The little fox was right, Hannibal did have that analysis when he saw her outfit.Who would go out into the wild in a bathrobe?And without shoes.If that's what she said, it would make sense to have fallen into the bathtub in the bathroom before that.

"After that, I went back and forth a few times. Either I fell asleep and crossed inexplicably, or I knocked my head and passed out." The little fox continued.

"What about this time?" Hannibal asked aloud, not sure if he believed it or not.

"...Uh." Hannibal made him faint this time: "This time I also traveled through time in sleep." Probably because of the beast's intuition, the little fox chose to hide the fact.

"Really?" Hannibal twitched his lips.

"Well, yes." The little fox nodded firmly, and then quickly changed the topic: "If you don't believe me, you can lock me in an absolutely closed place. If I still disappear, it means that what I said is true of."

This is a good way, and the operation is simple.but...

"Why should I go to so much trouble to prove it for you?" Hannibal smiled lightly and leaned down, slowly approaching the little fox's face: "Do you think you are important?"

"that..."

"I'll kill you directly, so I don't have to worry about you leaving, and I don't have to worry about you telling others my secret?" He straightened up, and the scalpel in his hand slid gently against the little fox's neck.

"Traveling through time and space, another world, aren't you curious!" The little fox's whole body tensed up nervously, and she stiffened her neck, afraid that she would cause irreparable wounds if she moved around.

It would be a lie to say that he is not curious, if he really travels through time and space, there is another world, of course he wants to see it with his own eyes.However, let alone whether it is true or not, even if it is true, can he realize it [-]%?It must be impossible.Since that kind of illusory thing is uncertain, he couldn't help but grasp the real happiness in front of him.

Hannibal scratched the little fox's neck with the back of his knife, and immediately gave a trembling reaction to the convenience.He hooked his lips and smiled, his voice trembling with excitement: "I'm more curious about the structure of your body."

Little Fox: Mom, help!

"My structure is no different from those you dissected! Really!" the little fox said anxiously.

"How do you know if you don't cut it open and see." As he said, the knife in Hannibal's hand slowly slid against her skin to her shoulder, and when he picked it, the shoulder strap of the skirt was broken.

The little fox watched Hannibal undressing himself, as if he really wanted to dissect himself, and felt sad in his heart.Why is she so miserable in this world, she is going to be dissected to death!

Hannibal smiled and watched the little fox's ever-changing expression, from panic with a glimmer of hope, to hope slowly disappearing in those beautiful black pupils, just like the fireworks that always bloom in the sky, fleeting, Unusually beautiful.

The boy cut the girl's skirt into pieces bit by bit and pulled it away from her body. The beautiful scenery in front of him gave the boy a strange feeling.He pursed his lips, retracted his lingering gaze on her, and lifted half of her body to pull out the cloth that was pressed underneath.

Suddenly, the boy narrowed his eyes.Without the cover of the fabric and hair, the pink traces hidden on the back are completely exposed to the light...