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The flickering light made people dizzy, and it took Yu Su more than ten seconds to see the general appearance of the figure inside.
At first she thought the person hanging on it was a man, but after taking a closer look, she discovered that it was actually a woman with short hair.
Her hands were tied behind her back, and a rope hung her in the air. Right below her was the stove with a large iron pot.
The body of the short-haired woman swayed slightly in mid-air, but there was no other movement.
Seeing this, Yu Su felt a little relieved, and then took the opportunity of the light to look at the kitchen carefully.
Everything else is fine, but the strangest thing is the stove.
Usually the stove is against the wall, but the stove here is in the center of the room. And because it is a hotel that serves food, it needs to cook meals for many people at one time, so the stove is very large and long, and it is obviously inconvenient to place it in the center of the room.
As she was thinking, the lights in the kitchen suddenly returned to normal, but the short-haired woman hanging in the air did not disappear.
Yu Su clearly saw the other person's face facing the door at a glance.
That faceshe didn't know how to describe it. It seemed like all the negative emotions in the world were reflected on this face.
Just taking one look at it made Yu Su feel very uncomfortable, as if she saw the miserable state of hell in this face, and every pore in her body was filled with an indescribable coldness.
Even when she saw Xue Mei’s tragic death before, she had never felt this way before.
Why does this short-haired woman show such an expression?
Yu Su didn’t dare to look at her face anymore, and moved his eyes down her body.
From the neck to the legs, everything is complete, not even a single wound appears. Just two wooden sticks were wrapped around her legs so that she could not bend her legs and could only hang straight down.
And when Yu Su's eyes followed her legs and landed on her feet, he finally understood why she showed such a painful and desperate expression.
"Her feet were cooked." Wang San's tone was so calm that it was shocking.
Yu Su turned to look at him and asked in disbelief: "Did you get cooked while you were still alive?"
The short-haired woman's expression was so painful, and there was a large iron pot under the position where she was hanging, so Yu Su had to have such an idea.
She seemed to see a woman who was hanging above an iron pot when she was alive, and her feet fell into the pot filled with water. As the water gradually boiled, she became more and more desperate, more and more painful, and more and more miserable. Life is worse than death.
She would feel the temperature changes coming from her feet bit by bit while she was awake, and eventually her feet would be soaked by the boiling water. Then she would scream helplessly in pain and let her feet be burned by the pot. The water slowly cooks.
How much torture must this be? It is comparable to those tortures in ancient times.
Wang San curled his lips and smiled with interest: "Although this mission is not difficult, the story here is quite interesting."
Yu Su thought to himself, you are more interesting than this story, how can you still laugh under such circumstances?
She coughed lightly and asked, "Then do we want to go in and take a look now?"
Wang San raised his eyebrows: "Do you dare to go in?"
Yu Su smiled like a traitor next to a little devil: "Such an important clue, of course - you, the boss, took the lead!"
Wang San showed an expected expression, turned around and walked back, saying: "Go back to the room and sleep."
"You really don't want to go in?" Yu Su didn't react.
Wang San didn’t answer. He walked all the way to the lobby, paused and pointed to the landlady’s room: “Knock on the door.”
You want her to be cannon fodder again?
Yu Suxuan was about to cry: "Aren't you my fiancé? Why are you willing to let such a lovely fiancée like you take risks? 嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤"
"Ha," Wang San chuckled, and his handsome face suddenly moved towards her, smiling very hatefully: "Since we are fiancées, will we sleep in bed together later?"
"I'll go, I'll go." Yu Su walked towards the door of the landlady's bedroom resignedly.
What a stinky man who doesn’t know how to show mercy to women!
Yu Su walked to the door of the room, turned around and glanced at Wang San to make sure he was behind him, then gritted his teeth and reached out to knock on the door in front of him.
The small knock on the door seemed particularly loud in the quiet night.
&nbsbsp; "You want to go out? Let's go together!" Li Yi said particularly enthusiastically.
Wang San looked at her and said expressionlessly: "My fiancée and I are going out to play, what are you doing with us? It's broad daylight, we don't need light bulbs."
Li Yi was stunned, glared at Yu Su, turned around and said to Zhuang Han: "Let's go!"
Yu Su was a little confused. The person who rejected her was clearly Wang San, so why was he staring at her?
She curled her lips, walked into the bathroom to wash up, and then asked Wang San: "Do you want to tell them the clues from last night?"
Wang San chuckled and said slowly: "If you want to reap the benefits, how can there be such a good thing? Now let me tell you another experience - there is no use having too many people, you have to have a brain."
So, there is no need to tell them. And these eight words seem to make sense.
Yu Su nodded repeatedly and boasted: "The boss is right, what the boss said are all maxims!"
Wang San said coldly: "If you were born in ancient times, you would definitely be a great eunuch."
Yu Su secretly thought: Bah, you are the great eunuch!
Breakfast was still porridge and side dishes, but Yu Su had no appetite at all and didn't eat a bite.
As soon as she saw the food on the table, she remembered the scene she saw in the kitchen last night. Although the pot she was cooking in was not the big iron pot, she still felt uncomfortable all over. She always felt that the food she ate was different from the cooked food. The pot of human feet has something to do with it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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