Cynthia’s Cat

The medicament Booz gave Amanda had no side effects and would only make her sleep all day and night. Even if Amanda wants Booth to die, Booth still does not have the heart to kill her, because it is too easy to let a person die, and he hasn't played enough yet.

Booth glanced at Amanda on the ground, looked at his own bedroom with a harsh look, and the game became more exciting.

The man heard the argument outside, but it was not very real. After a while, he fell silent. He didn’t know what was going on and realized the danger, so he could only knock on the door and ask Amanda to open the bedroom door, but he knocked. After a long time, there was no one outside.

What happened outside, why didn't Amanda open the door for him, was she trying to imprison him and blackmail him? The man knocked on the door desperately, inhaling a large amount of diethyl ether because of excitement.

The man has been kept in the bedroom for almost an hour. Because of the high content of diethyl ether in the bedroom, the man’s body suddenly showed symptoms of shortness of breath, fatigue, and dizziness. This is obviously due to inhalation of a large amount of diethyl ether. The symptoms appeared, and the dose he gave Amanda was not enough to appear such symptoms.

Booth was sitting on the sofa with a face mask. Knowing that his room smelled of diethyl ether, when he exited the room, Booth painted diethyl ether on the doorknob of the bedroom. Because someone was messing up in his room, Booth speculated that someone would enter his bedroom, and as long as he opened the door to enter his room, diethyl ether would be glued to his hand.

There shouldn't be much time now. The man in the bedroom has no power to counter him and can start his game time.

Booth put on the white gloves next to him and went to the bedroom to open the door. He saw the man lying weakly on the ground with a brighter smile at the corner of his mouth. He liked the prey today.

When the man heard the sound of the bedroom door opening, he was very happy. He thought that someone had come to rescue him, but he did not expect to welcome a demon. He saw the usually timid and cowardly boy with a strange headgear on his head, his eyes staring at him with fiery light, as if he was looking at a very satisfying toy.

The man wanted to call for help, but he could only make a faint cry for help, "Yes...Is there anyone, help!!! Help!!!"

Booth looked at the humble man on the ground condescendingly, and said in a cold voice: "No! Yes! Yes! People! Come! Help! You! That!"

This young man is terrible. Why did he think that this young man is harmless at first? The man stays quietly by the side every time he sees the young man. Now it seems that he is like a demon.

The man moved his body with difficulty. He wanted to leave this terrible place. Booth just watched the man crawling out of the bedroom indifferently, and did not stop him.

When the man thought that the teenager would not do anything to him, his neck suddenly pierced, and he could feel the cold liquid entering his body, and gradually the man fell into darkness completely.

Booth stared coldly at the "corpse" on the ground, "It's really useless. It's a waste of my time. Is this only a person's desire to survive?"

The fluid that Booth gave a man would only make him unconscious. Booth doesn’t like dissecting dead prey. He likes dissecting live prey. The screams of prey when they die can make Booth’s whole body very excited. He enjoys this feeling very much.