Momoji

"You won't think that bringing me to the scene of the crime can change my mind immediately. Join you." I wonder if it was a psychological effect, Dorothy always felt that there was a sweet fishy smell in the living room now. This smell made her feel disgusted.

"Of course not." This time the man in a white coat was the person in charge of the operation. The reason why Baudelaire stayed here was just to win the trust of his new partner. "We hope that you can have an intuitive feeling." If you can't experience your own experience, how can you resonate with them?

"What do you feel?" Yu Guangli, Howard Toms, whose arm was sawed off, was gone. Dorothy only saw a pile of red things on the carpet. She withdrew her gaze and pretended not to see anything.

The heart was beating wildly, and Dorothy felt two villains in her brain. One was trying hard to make her run, and the other was telling her that she had to remain calm at this time to ensure safety.

"Feel justice." The smile on the man in the white coat was gentle and polite from beginning to end. "One is a top student who was born with a good future, and the other is a problematic girl who dropped out of high school and worked as a waiter in a bar. In addition to the disappointing court, do you know how much criticism, accusations, abuse and insults that girl received before her death?"

Dorothy didn't respond. This society is already more harsh on women, and she is not surprised.

"Maybe there was no physical torture, but she suffered only a lot of cruel whipping mentally. So we chose Mr. House for Howard Thoms." Howard Thoms was dismembered by House, and finally his internal organs and bones were sealed into the barrel.

"Toms suffered as painfully as his victims, and finally died." The man in the white coat seemed very proud.

"Then you call this justice."

This is probably the worst time that justice has been hacked?

A group of psychologically distorted thugs do things that are no different from those of the murderer in the name of justice. Then they say with confidence that they are just avenging their victims.

A group of people found an excellent fig leaf to cover their foreheads, and used it to vent their dark thoughts in their hearts, and then called them, "They are just."

It's really disgusting.

"Aren't you saying that you are helping the victim's girl revenge?" Dorothy leaned back on the sand. She could feel that the effect of the medicine had subsided. Her strength was back. "What's the name of that girl? Well? What's the name of the girl who was raped by Toms and committed suicide in the end?"

Dorothy raised her chin slightly and stared at the old professor and the man in white coat opposite her questioningly.

As she expected, both men were stunned and could not answer at all.

"Your justice is really casual." Dorothy sneered.

The living room was quiet again. Except for House's sound of handling the body, the remaining three people who were still alive did not make any sound.

After waiting for a while, the man in the white coat suddenly took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at it, then put it back, and then he exchanged glances with Baudelaire.

"Then let's get here today." I know that it's impossible to convince the girl today, and the white coat is not entangled - young people are always a little arrogant. "By the way, Dorothy, you will receive it in a while." I blinked at the girl sitting in the sand kindly, waved my hand to signal that it was time for her to withdraw.

Dorothy sat in the sand and was ready to get up and start at any time. The old professor must have been able to beat him. She may also have the power to fight in a white coat. What she needs to be wary of most now is the possible enemies that have not yet appeared.

At this time, I saw a white coat pointing at the eyes without any focus. After killing, House, who was busy dismembering the body, snapped his fingers. In an instant, the other party's limb movements changed.

If House before was like a murderous puppet, then now, the murderous puppet is alive.

"Hey, little girl." There was still blood on her face, and the clothes on her chest were covered with blood. House seemed to be unable to see Baudelaire and her white coat, and only stared at Dorothy. "Oh, your bone ratio is perfect." As he said that, House picked up a bone knife and approached Dorothy.

House must have great strength to be able to dismember the corpse by himself. Dorothy didn't care about the white coat and the old professor, and immediately jumped up from the sand.

He quickly turned around and crossed the sand, then rushed to the fireplace. Dorothy picked up a golf club from the fireplace. At this time, House was approaching. He turned around and waved the club and hit it. The knife in House's hand was knocked off, but Dorothy was grabbed by the other party.

Without entanglement, she immediately raised her legs and kicked the other person hard, and then got a long decorative object from the wall. The hand was heavy and cold. Before she could see what it was, Dorothy immediately raised it and slammed it hard on House's cheek.

The man was beaten so hard that his body was tilted and he took two steps back.

Seizing this gap, Dorothy immediately stepped forward and hit the opponent's back again. House was beaten forward and Dorothy immediately smashed the opponent's back neck.

"Yeah!" The man groaned and finally stopped moving.

Dorothy leaned against the wall and gasped, holding his weapon tightly in his hand - it was a heavy piece of solid steel pipe? Or a huge steel nail?

She didn't recognize what it was.

Slowly calm down her breathing. The intense exercise just now was too forced for her, a person who had just recovered from the effects of the medicine. Fortunately, nothing happened.

But Professor Baudelaire and the man in white coat are now gone.

He knocked his head with one hand, and Dorothy again confirmed that House had completely fainted and began to search in this not-so-large living room. It was pitch black outside, and the windows and doors were locked tightly, so she couldn't even smash the glass. She was worried that the man on the ground would wake up, so she could only tie the person tightly with the rope and tape she found on the fireplace.

"I don't have the strength..." Dorothy was so nauseous that she wanted to vomit, and the pile of bones and minced meat on the carpet made her even more creepy.

[Doros, please take a break.] The system feels sorry for its host. [He won't wake up so quickly.] Killing and dismembering people is a very laborious task, and House shouldn't have much energy left.

Dorothy squatted down at the corner of the wall away from the corpse, leaning her back against the wall. The cold wall at this moment made her feel indescribable.

"My bag." A metallic color flashed through her eyes. Dorothy found that her chain bag was thrown on the ground behind a shorter table. He quickly took his bag over, and everything was there, but the phone showed no signal.

It's 3 a.m., which means that it's only 6 hours since she was kidnapped.

Sitting on the ground for a few minutes, Dorothy stood up again and began to look for an exit. She pulled out the lighter and cigarette from the chain bag, and she lit one for herself without hesitation.

[Huh? Dorothy, do you still have the time to smoke?] The system was so cute and cute.

"What do you think?" Dorothy rubbed his forehead with a cigarette in one hand, "The smell of blood is about to spit out."

A loud bang, followed by the sound of the door and glass breaking - "fbi!"

Finally, the police who always appear in Hollywood blockbusters come.

"Hmm?" Dorothy turned her head and looked at the source of the sound, and then she raised her eyebrows-

Iron Man?

*

The reason why Tony appears here is purely an accident.

At that time, he was leaving a boring banquet and accidentally saw a group of FBIs and SWAT teams gathered together, as if they were discussing why things were heated. On a whim, he landed directly, and was invited by the captain of the fan SWAT team to participate in the hostage rescue plan.

It is said that a serial killer is now committing an offense in the villa in front of him.

Although the equipment of the SWAT team is excellent, it is not enough to see compared to his war suit.

After easily opening the password lock of the top security system, Tony signaled the FBI agents to follow him. Through the large garden, they stood at the back door of the villa. Infrared rays showed that there were two people in the living room on the west side of the first floor at this time, standing and lying down.

Just turned his head, Tony signaled him to open the specially reinforced door. Mark 42 raised his hand and then easily pulled off the villa door.

“fbi!”

"Raise your hands!"

The SWAT team flocked into the villa with FBI, and then...

*

The small living room, which is less than 20 square meters, is filled with a strong smell of blood. The wool carpet on the ground has long been stained with blood. A pile of human corpses that cannot be distinguished are piled on the ground.

Edward House, who was named by FBI, was tied tightly with rope and tape and threw it on the ground. The only person standing in the room was a girl in a red dress.

A golden long scroll was draped behind her, as if a beautiful girl who had just left the venue at a banquet was wearing a pair of black high heels, leaning back against a low bookcase placed against the wall. Several red marks of impact on the other party's slender and fair legs were particularly dazzling.

"Well..." The cigarette between the fingers was held to the lips, and Miss Jin took a breath slowly and exhale. Then, the other party turned his head.

A pair of slightly red eyes and a pair of green eyes that seem to be able to talk.

"Can you help me?"

The voice was trembling slightly, and Miss Jin smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I don't seem to have the strength."

The bar was just in the direction of the man holding the gun at 10 o'clock. When the black muzzle was pointed at, Dorothy and another girl in red dress at the bar were pulled by Bruce Wayne and blocked behind him.

[(#‵′) Damn! This bastard dares to steal the show!] It was clearly arranged for his host to be handsome in the face of all the young ladies, but now he was robbed of the initiative by an outsider. The system's anger is simply indescribable. [Doros, you love to kick him out! o(▼Dish▼メ;)o] Batman is here to smash his host's field today, right?!

"Can you not be ungrateful?!" Taking advantage of the moment when the man with a gun looked towards the dance floor, Dorothy pushed the girl in the red dress hard to the inside of the bar. The bar is located in the center of Manhattan Island, and the police on patrol will definitely arrive soon. In addition, Batman is present at the scene, Dorothy doesn't think the other party can cause large-scale damage.

But she has the task of survival.

She cannot refuse any task that is set up by the system using the four words [Survival Task] as the beginning.

While staring at the gun-carrying man standing there, Bruce blocked Dorothy standing by with his body. There were not many customers sitting by the bar, and now he has almost all hid behind the bar.
Chapter completed!