Feast of villains

Chapter 174 174. In order to prevent the tragic events that happened in the past from happening again...

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 174 174. In order to prevent the tragic events that happened in the past from happening again...

"Dong dong~"

"Come in."

Theresia opened the door.

A faint soft light illuminated the room. Aunt Marlene was sitting on the edge of the bed, her two lotus-like arms raised high behind her head, and her hair was flexibly tied up. There were smooth folds on the left and right armpits.

A cozy moisture.

She was still wearing a bath towel, and her graceful figure couldn't be blocked.

"Aunt Marlene." Theresa called softly.

"Um?"

Sister Marlene turned around.

In a hurry, my hair was not tied up properly, and a strand of hair fell out and fell on my fair forehead.

"Master Fisher, please let me forward a document to you, which is a sample of plague serum..." Theresia said, handing over the tablet in her hand. Suddenly, her hand paused, "Huh"

He made a sound and stared at Aunt Marlene's face suspiciously.

Sister Marlene's heart skipped a beat and she secretly screamed.

My face must be very rosy now...

After so many years of single life, she had no idea how much desire had accumulated in her mature body. Although she had interacted with Nance some time ago, that kind of irritation could not calm her restlessness, but instead aroused her even more.

Got her attentiveness.

Last night I finally took the last step and had a taste of it.

No matter how dignified and calm Marlene acted, she still couldn't hide the rosy color of full joy.

If you are an experienced woman, you can easily detect her abnormalities.

Fortunately, Theresia has no experience.

Her eyes stayed on Aunt Marlene's face for a long time. She looked left and right. She simply felt that Aunt Marlene looked extremely beautiful today. She couldn't help but say in an exclamation tone: "Aunt Marlene, you are much younger and more beautiful today."

,What new cosmetics did you use?”

"How could such a thing happen..." Sister Marlene felt a little guilty and subconsciously turned cold.

But even though her face was still cold, her skin was constantly exuding a charming and satisfying charm, which made people's hearts flutter.

"Just tell me." Theresa walked over, "Or did you use a treatment that can moisturize your skin? If so, please don't forget about me... Oops!"

Her foot slipped and she almost fell to the ground.

"What is this?" The little niece held the table and looked at the water stains on the ground in confusion.

Sister Marlene was suddenly frightened.

Last night she seemed to be being held by Nance and sitting on this dressing table. She didn't even remember her behavior at that time. Anyway, she was so shocked that she was in a daze.

Could it be that those on the ground were left by me...

When she thought of this possibility, Sister Marlene felt unspeakable shame in her heart.

What should I do, what should I do? Come up with an excuse quickly. You must not let your little niece know how embarrassing you were last night...

"Aunt Marlene?" Theresa looked at her doubtfully, glanced at the bedside table, found a wine glass, and subconsciously asked: "Did you spill the wine on the floor?"

"right!"

Sister Marlene replied.

"I'm going to help you clean up." Theresa turned around to find a mop.

"No, no, I'll do it myself." Sister Marlene stopped her.

Theresa is a little strange.

Could it be that Aunt Marlene dislikes her clumsiness...

"I drank some wine last night and my head is still a little dizzy." Sister Marlene quickly explained, "Clean the room by yourself and treat it as sobering up."

"oh."

Theresia immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She saw that the sheets and bed covers had been removed from the bed, and she subconsciously asked, "Are the sheets and bed covers dirty too?"

"Yes, yes!"

Sister Marlene didn't know what else to do except nod.

"Where is it?" Theresa asked politely, "I'll take it and throw it away, and then I'll give you a new one."

"...I'll do it myself."

"Eh?"

"Oh, sober up, sober up."

"All right."

Theresia felt a little regretful.

I wanted to take this opportunity to collect the sheets and bed covers that Aunt Marlene slept on, but what a pity...

"This is Master Fisher's information." She walked over with the tablet and was almost to the bedside. Suddenly she shrank slightly and smelled it: "Is there any strange smell?"

"..."

Sister Marlene complained endlessly in her heart.

For the first time in her life, she hoped that her niece would be stupid.

"Except for the smell of alcohol, there is no other smell..." Sister Marlene sat on the edge of the bed and said calmly: "Is there something wrong with your nose?"

"Yeah?"

The little niece's expression became more and more confused.

Sister Marlene took the tablet from her hand and ordered: "Get out."

"Okay." Theresa didn't dare to object. After arriving at the door, she stopped, turned around and asked, "Aunt Marlene, what do you want for breakfast? I'll bring it to you later."

Sister Marlene originally wanted to just say "I won't eat", but then she thought about it. The more abnormal the behavior, the more flaws she would have. So she showed a friendly smile to her and said in a soft voice: "I haven't eaten you for a long time."

I made it myself, so you can cook and make me whatever you want."

"good!"

Theresia went out with a smile on her face.

"Huh~"

Sister Marlene breathed a sigh of relief.

My heart was beating loudly and my body felt full, but I felt a little guilty inside because I had deceived my little niece.

The silver-white high-heeled shoes lay quietly on the floor, and the light they reflected was as tender and tender as the sun. Sister Marlene stared at it blankly for a while, then came back to her senses and turned her eyes.

There was a mess everywhere in the bedroom.

She silently entered the bathroom and came out with a basin and towel.

The bad nun in a bathrobe knelt on the ground, with the tip of her nose slightly forward... After smelling the subtle smell, she slowly had an impression of the scene last night. At that time, she was sitting on the dressing table, looking southward.

Si apologized and begged for mercy.

Nance didn't understand her soft words for mercy.

Instead, it was because she was too easy to bully, so she accelerated on the spot...

Sister Marlene recalled that scene little by little: Nance's eyes were full of beast-like energy, pressing her body against the cabinet where she usually dressed. The enthusiasm in his eyes was as wild as that of a young man with boundless energy.

Like a young bull.

At that time, she was still wearing a dress and shoes, and her pair of crystal high heels were placed on his shoulders, bumping like a boat moored in the wind...

Until dawn today, that feeling and smell are still lingering around me.

Tsk!

What a shame!

Sister Marlene secretly cursed Nance, blushed, and wiped the entire floor with a towel. Then she opened the window for ventilation, went to the closet, and opened it.

Looking at the dazzling array of sexy underwear inside.

She hesitated for a while, then chose a black lace bra and thong, put on a pair of brand new flesh-colored stockings on her plump thighs, and then put on a red skirt.

The woman in the mirror has a hot and graceful figure and a charming expression...

Sister Marlene admired it alone for a while, then took out the lipstick and lightly applied it on her lips.

He pursed his lips.

The already attractive lips became more and more rosy and tempting.

"Marlene is great!" Sister Marlene smiled with satisfaction, then took out a large plastic bag from the drawer, packed up the gown and stockings that were hidden under the bed with the torn sheets and quilt covers, and put on red pointed high heels.

Got out of the house.

"Hello, boss."

"Good morning, boss."

"You look really good today."

In the Global Building, a passing employee greeted her.

Sister Marlene nodded frequently along the way, maintaining her usual noble style, and walked past them. Everyone was talking about her, but she didn't take it to heart. Sister Marlene, who calmed down her mood, was still the charming and charming girl who liked to play with people's hearts.

But the ruthless bad nun.

The road was empty, with not many pedestrians or vehicles.

The weather was sunny for a while, and then became gloomy again, with fine snowflakes falling.

Sister Marlene was carrying the bag, feeling terrified all the way, for fear that the bag in her hand would be snatched away. She had to find a deserted corner and burn these things... Of course she couldn't throw them away, in case someone

What should I do if I pick it up?

The torn dress and stockings are okay...

She didn't want anyone to pick up the sheets stained with dried water and blood.

Continuing along the desolate street and passing through the slightly cleaner business district, Sister Marlene came to a dead end where garbage was piled. She lit a fire with her own hands and watched all these things burn to ashes. Only then did she feel relieved.

Return to the Global Building.

The trip back and forth took more than half an hour.

Sister Marlene is a frail wet nurse. She was tortured all night long last night. When she returned to the room, her legs were so tired that her legs were sore. Counting the time, the niece should have made breakfast soon.

, she quickly took her tablet to the desk in another room and sat down.

Turning on the lamp on the table, Sister Marlene leaned back against the back of the chair and lightly wiped the sweat on her cheeks. The lamp on the table emitted a warm yellow light, and she squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was sunbathing in autumn.

Sun cat.

Not long after, Theresia came in with breakfast.

In front of the desk, the light casts a bright boundary between the table and the chair. Her dearest Aunt Marlene is sitting in the boundary of the light, squinting her eyes beautifully and cutely, really like a cat that charms all living beings.

ah……

The little niece, who had been following her for a long time, couldn't help but be stunned, and then she covered her lips and laughed...

"You're here." Sister Marlene said calmly.

"Well, breakfast is ready." Theresa looked at her rosy cheeks and said, "You just went out, right?"

"Well, some trash was thrown away." Sister Marlene nodded casually.

"Just tell me about this and let me do it." Theresa put the breakfast on the coffee table next to her.

"It's good to move on your own once in a while."

Sister Marlene kicked off her high heels and stepped on the floor with her flesh-colored silk feet as she came over to have breakfast.

At this time, her expression had completely returned to its original state. Even if the most attentive detective came, there would be no trace of continuous watering on her face.

When will I be as perfect as Aunt Marlene... Theresia looked at her with little hearts in her eyes.

Aunt Marlene is wearing a red dress. She has a capable temperament and is very sexy at the same time. The well-tailored fabric just fits the ice and snow skin. The curve of her chest is high and her waist is not too tight. Her proud figure is highlighted vividly.

It's not perfect.

She truly deserves to be the queen of New Yokohama society...

Theresia watched with delight.

It's a pity that the little niece doesn't have clairvoyance eyes. She didn't know that Aunt Marlene's voluptuous body hidden under the clothes was covered with bite marks, otherwise her expression would have been very wonderful...

After breakfast, Sister Marlene directly asked her to call a car and set off to Stanley Prison.

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The closed interrogation room was surrounded by cold white tiles.

The exhaust fan hums.

The interrogator who was sitting on the chair turned slightly sideways and looked at the young painter opposite him gently: "Are you ready to give your life?"

"Yes!"

"Are you planning to kill someone?"

"Yes!"

"Are you planning to engage in sabotage and cause the death of hundreds of innocent people?"

"Yes."

"Are you ready to betray the empire?"

"Yes!"

No matter what the interrogator said, the young painter answered "yes" without hesitation.

He was helpless and picked up the silver cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette, and began to pace back and forth slowly. Clegg glanced at the box of cigarettes. The tobacco was packaged solidly, and the paper was smooth and very high-end.

"You have to know that in this era, a coup is almost impossible. You will only ruin the entire future of you and your accomplices." The interrogator continued to walk on the cold ground. Although he was tall and tall, his movements were

It gives people a sense of elegance. With one hand in the pocket and a cigarette in the other, it gives people a powerful impression, even silently saying to the painter, "As long as you confess honestly, I will understand you."

"The gentleness.

"Let me think about it, you are probably a huge underground gang, meeting secretly in the basement, painting slogans on the walls, and greeting each other with secret codes or special movements. Right? How sad this is, think about it, it's obviously possible

If you live in the sun, why should you live in the dark?”

He continued talking, and Craig continued to listen.

"Even if you don't give me the list, I will still have a way to get it. And you will not get any legal aid, and you will even bear the greatest responsibility. Believe me, those outside will not trust you. They have long since

I think you have already confessed, and I look forward to your death every day... everyone will confess.

Yes, you are no exception, it’s just a matter of time. When I ask you to confess, I don’t mean betrayal. You are talking about safeguarding the rule of law and justice of the empire. On the contrary, those accomplices who wish you were shot as soon as possible are the real betrayers.

You. They no longer love you and no longer trust you. Can you understand this?"

As he spoke, the interrogator looked at his watch.

Craig swallowed.

He hadn't drank a drop of water from yesterday to now, and his throat was so dry that it was about to burn.

"Oh, by the way, do you want a drink of water?" the interrogator said, still with a hint of sarcasm, and looked back: "As long as you honestly give me the list, you will no longer be a prisoner in the future, but can become a peace officer.

I am a law enforcement officer like me. What are you still insisting on? For ideals? For mankind? For the future? I think, no matter how much you work for, it may not be as good as a sip of water."

"For the sake of the past..."

Craig whispered.

"oh?"

"For the sake of the tragic events that happened in the past, they will never happen again..."

(End of chapter)