dear archimedes

Chapter 91
The attendant bowed his waist, and respectfully opened the door on the side of the hall. There were only a few steps and a candlestick on the long white curved corridor, but there was nothing else.

Burt took the guests to visit, polite and polite: "You are the first person to visit my collection, and the last one."

Responding informally: "My pleasure."

"SA, you really like it." Burt's lips curled up, "Su Qi should have told you what is kept here."

Yan Su didn't make an excuse, and asked lightly: "As far as I know, this is not actually your collection, it should be said to be a copy of your collection."

Bert looked sideways, his pupils were dark and dark: "She even told you this?"

He still didn't answer directly: "I don't think you may be willing to share the things you collect with others, let alone distribute them to other men in the club."

Burt smiled slowly, arrogantly and leisurely: "You understand my thoughts very well, just like you can see the sexual fantasies in that video at a glance. Smart minds and evil thoughts always flock together and collide with wonderful sparks .SA, I am honored to see this side of you, but also...sad. Sad that you are about to pass away untimely.

To be honest, Arthur thought about letting you join the SPA and giving you a high status.But," his eyes darkened, "you touched his most precious thing, which is unforgivable. "

Yan Su automatically ignored the words behind him, and said unhurriedly: "I can understand your thoughts, but it doesn't mean that I have an emotional resonance with you, it's just about intelligence. In addition, SPA is not suitable for me, thank you Mr. A for your kindness .”

A sarcasm flashed across Burt's unruly brows and eyes: "I think you will soon discover the darkest and dirtiest side of your body."

Yan Su was noncommittal, and looked directly into his eyes lightly.

"Of course, first invite guests to visit my collection." Burt smiled and made a gesture of invitation, a gentleman and polite.

They had reached the end of the curved corridor, the solemn attendant opened a heavy wooden door, and warm neon lights streamed in.

The scene in front of me was like a carnival in a fairy tale and a circus in reality.On both sides of the circular corridor are countless rooms or cells.The only difference is that the iron fences are all painted in color.Each room is decorated with a scene, imprisoning a woman.

On the left of Yan Su, behind the yellow-green fence is an Irish-style room with a white windmill. A brown-haired, green-eyed girl in a plaid skirt is sitting on the bed in a daze, oblivious to anyone passing by.A hot Latina girl behind a dark purple fence; a Japanese girl in a kimono in a pink room...

Bringing together wonderful...and stunning beauties from all over the world.

The interior styles are different, but the equipment is similar, such as beds, dressing tables, and bathtub toilets without curtains.

A fair-skinned and beautiful Southeast Asian woman stood in the bathtub and took a shower. She was not shy or shy when people came, and she was used to life in the window.

Here, the shame has long been worn away.

Unlike prisons, the cages here are spotlessly clean, there is a faint fragrance in the air, and there is even a girl's name tag in front of the "boudoir".

Some are indifferent, some smile; some are between tame and struggling, just looking straight.

Yan Su couldn't describe what kind of eyes it was, it didn't look like waiting for a benefactor, nor did it look like looking forward to escape, unblinking, sad and empty.As if praying, but without saying a word.

The corridor seems to be very long, and he has walked for a long time but has no end. He is always greeted by another exquisitely decorated cage, which houses a living Barbie doll with no expression for people to play with.

Bert: "Is there a type you like?"

"No."

"I believe in your taste." One sentence easily despised all the hard-working women here, and he changed the subject, "I've got the best one, so naturally I don't like anything else."

Yan Su pursed his lips and did not answer.

Burt: "You love her very much?"

"Yes."

"Die for her, are you willing?"

"It seems that there is no choice."

There was a sudden scream in front of her, and someone slapped the iron cage desperately: "Let me out, you bastards!" The women in the cage opposite her looked indifferently for a second, and went to do their own things, and they had already gotten used to it.

Yan Su's heart sank slightly.Jasmine.

Walk over and see the name plate that says Jasmine Van der Bilt.

Burt: "Your sister is very disobedient!"

Su Yan looked at her silently, she was in better condition than he had imagined, she changed into an expensive evening dress, and she was locked behind the dark yellow fence with no injuries or pain.

Seeing Yan Su, Jasmine was stunned, almost stunned, she threw herself behind the railing with tears in her eyes, and cried desolately: "SA, save me. I don't want to stay here, not even for a moment."

Burt taunted: "You think he can save you?" After finishing speaking, he continued on without stopping.

Yan Su's footsteps paused, and Jasmine burst into tears. She was put on makeup, and her mascara was wet from tears and turned black.The voice is very soft, without hysteria: "SA, do you know what they will do to me? If so, I would rather die than die. If you can't rescue me, you will kill me."

Yan Su looked away without any emotion, and walked forward in silence.

The radian corner is even more urgent, and after only a few steps, we have reached the end——

The white room is decorated like a princess room in a castle, with a European-style tented bed, an oval wooden dresser, a candy box and a bunny.The girl in the white skirt was sitting by the mirror combing her hair, her face was fair and beautiful.

Yan Su looked at her beautiful face in the mirror and inadvertently squinted his eyes.

By now, he had to re-evaluate Burt's pervert level.

She was quiet, her dark eyes raised to meet his gaze, she suddenly threw away the comb, got up and ran over, clutching the fence with her small hands, looking at him mournfully.

Yan Su remained indifferent, unmoved.

Bert: "What about this one? Is it your type?"

"No." Yan Su's voice was cold, and he said lightly, "She cannot be copied, Burt. Even if you have hundreds of women with the same face and figure as her through plastic surgery, I can still tell at a glance, mine, Where."

Sheila Amber and Jasmine who were not far behind were both stunned, and the woman in the cage who was carved out of the same mold as Zhen Ai was also stunned. After a while, she restrained her affectation just now.

Yan Su walked over and turned over the reversed name tag: Cherry Lansport Cherry Lanspad, the names were fake: "You didn't even give this lady a real name."

The name was made by Burt, but how many batches has the person with this name changed?It's like doing an experiment, creating a Xie Li, and after a few days he is not satisfied, he destroys the old one and replaces it with a new one.

None of them would satisfy him, because the countless Xie Li were not the Xie Er he wanted.

"There is only one Cheryl Lancelot in this world." Burt stretched out his hand behind the iron railing, and the girl with Zhen'ai's face immediately knelt down obediently, held his hand, and kissed it like a servant.

That face... Looking at the unspeakable weirdness, Yan Su looked away.

Burt gently stroked her lips and face, muttering to himself, "Cheryl~Bella~Lancelot, her name, every part is beautiful."

He squinted at the woman kneeling at his feet, a flash of disgust suddenly flashed across his face, he withdrew his hand suddenly, took out the disinfectant tissue he carried with him and wiped it vigorously, with a gloomy face: "The 15th one is still not good enough."

The ball of paper hit her, and Xie Li shrank into a ball in fright.

Sheila and Amber didn't dare to underestimate Xie Li, after all, this woman could still touch Bert up close.

Bert gave her an unhappy look, and asked Yan Su: "Today is Sunday, and the club guests are waiting. SA, which woman do you want to go out with, Jasmine or Cherry?"

The women were all shocked, and Xie Li is going to open up to the outside world?She was always just watching the show with Bert!
Xie Li collapsed on the ground in astonishment, dazed for a moment, then suddenly turned her head to look at Yan Su, she didn't speak, just kept crying.At this moment, she still remembered that she was not allowed to talk to other men.

Yan Su looked at "Zhen Ai", his expression unchanged.

Jasmine was dumbfounded, staring straight at her eyes: choose Xie Li, SA is her brother, he can't choose her, he has to choose another woman.

Ke Yansu said: "I will not choose to send any of them to be abused."

Jasmine almost collapsed when she heard the words, she frantically patted the iron railing, and cried loudly: "SA, how could you not choose her? Why didn't you save me? Just because she looks the same as that woman, you want to save her? SA , you are crazy! How could you not choose her?"

The corridor was instantly filled with the woman's mournful cries.

Yansu remained silent.

Jasmin didn't understand, it had nothing to do with Zhen Ai.No matter what Xie Li looks like, he will not make this choice.

Burt tapped the white fence lightly with his finger: "I thought this gentleman would save you. Cherry, I'm sorry, although I hate that noisy Jasmine, I promised Miss C not to abuse her. I want to please Miss C, So Holy Gold's last feast, with you as the heroine."

Jasmin was stunned, did Zhen Ai intercede for her?She suddenly felt like she had been pardoned, and she no longer dared to "noisy" speak out.

Cherie relied on Bert to treat her well and thought he was joking, but now that she heard this, her whole body collapsed.She looked up at him with her beautiful little face and wept mournfully: "No, sir, no."

Her voice was not similar to Zhen Ai's.

Burt raised his eyebrows lightly: "It's so strange, it's clearly the same face, but it doesn't feel bad at all."

The entourage opened the iron bars to drag Xie Li, and the girl cried helplessly: "Mister, please, I will be obedient in the future, I will be obedient, you don't want to be like this. Please, don't!"

"Please? It really doesn't look like it at all." Bert's eyes were dark, and the smile on his lips slowly widened, "Cherry No.15, when you watched the show with me before, didn't you smile and say it was funny?" Is it? I'll let you have enough fun today."

Girl No. 15 stared wide-eyed in astonishment, as if she was out of shape after plastic surgery, her face was so distorted that she suddenly didn't look like Zhen Ai, she screamed and struggled, but she couldn't escape the fate of being dragged to the execution platform.

"You don't need to treat her like this." Yan Su's face was already indescribably cold.

"It's specially prepared for you. When the guests come, of course they want to watch a big show." Burt smiled slyly, and led him out of the long corridor, up the stone steps, and stopped in front of the white railing.

It is a circular hall with a high dome overhead.

Yan Su and the others stood in the circular corridor in mid-air, looking down.

It was pitch black below, Xie Li was wearing a white dress, and her hands and feet were fixed on the black table.The lights were too harsh to see her face, and she turned into Snow White.But the princess didn't fall asleep, she kept crying and struggling.

Such cries only made the black-robed and masked people around her more excited.

That face... Yan Su clenched his fists calmly.

But Burt rubbed his ears, disgusted: "It's so ugly!" He sighed helplessly: "I don't want to touch them, I just want to find a nice voice, but why is it so difficult?"

This time there is no tutor teaching.Everyone who is covered tightly has already learned to be a master, and they gather in front of the table, their skirts are broken into snowflakes, and the girls' bodies are as white as jade.

Everyone's hands were shining with silver light, someone let go of Xie Li's restraint, the girl jumped up and fled under the table, but was grabbed back by countless hands.

Some attendants couldn't bear the stimulation of the picture and the profuse sound, and they blushed and became hot.Burt glanced back and smiled meaningfully: "Which one do you like? Go." A group of people seemed to have received a gift, and they covered their pants and ran to the curved corridor.

Bert glanced at Yan Su's trousers almost imperceptibly, they were straight and docile, and there was nothing unusual about them.

Yan Su bit his jaw, his eyes were extremely gloomy, but he didn't look back, and kept looking.

Bert chuckled: "I know you'll like it."

Yan Su ignored him, his handsome face was cold and serious, and he stared at every unusual thing on the group of people.

There was a blue-yellow leaf on the heel of a man's leather shoe - ginkgo?In his mind, he drew a circle on the map. Where would the ginkgo in this area turn yellow in September due to various factors such as climate and soil?

Someone accidentally exposed the collar of the robe. What is the powder on it—wormwood pollen?Fields, hillsides, roadsides, river banks?
Someone exposed their hair under the violent action, and the feathers sandwiched between the broken hair and the mask are—red-winged blackbirds?Swamp, shallow water?

Strange smell when getting out of the car - phosphine?

He raised his head calmly, looking at the dome above, the night was as bright as light from heaven.

He knows where he is.

Yan Su looked back: "In your original plan, she was going to die, why make her suffer?"

The guests stopped watching the show, and Bert also accompanied him: "Oh? What was my original plan?"

"You want to plant evidence in my house. Unfortunately, my house is under surveillance by the FBI and can't do anything. Now the CIA is watching this club very closely. You want to kill me and all the women in Holy Gold. Not only the silverland and sexual fantasy cases, And put me in the wrong place for being the mastermind behind the sex club, completely discrediting me."

Yan Su predicted his tragic ending, calmly, "You need something more solid to convict me. You said, 'SA are you listening? SA, are you enjoying?' You want me to be like those victims Confessions like those who

Burt tapped his finger on the railing, and the smile in his eyes gradually enlarged: "SA, I like an opponent like you."

"I don't like an opponent like you." Yan Su's face was fair and handsome, and he didn't look at him.

Burt stepped away from the round rail and led him to the next stop.Yan Su quickly saw the white room and the black cross in the video.

Burt made a gesture of invitation, and Yan Su looked calm: "I have nothing to repent."

"I don't think so." Bert smiled politely, then gradually restrained himself, and endured the question all night. At the end, he had to ask, "Where is she?"

"safe place."

"There is no safe place for her in this world." Burt snorted, sarcastically and contemptuously, "That Owen is your friend? Too naive, thinking he can protect her, think he can hide her? Now you also Same. SAYAN, no matter how many times she changes her identity and hides, I can always find her!"

"I can't find it." He was arrogant and cold, beyond doubt.

"Why? Because even you couldn't find her?"

"Bert, I have found her and sent her to a safe place." He said bluntly, "The reason why you can find her every time is because the FBI has your informant. I have found her, You pretended to go to Maple Street just now to catch your mole.

Fortunately your men ambushed me, Bert, and fortunately, my plans and suspicions, therefore succeeded. "

"Didn't you ask me just now, did you love her enough to be willing to die for her?" A faint smile flashed in his light brown eyes, "Take my life for her freedom, and I will never turn back."

Bert stared at him, his dark eyes getting darker and darker, then suddenly flashed a violet light, just like LJ's eyes when he was angry.

Yan Su suddenly understood that it was too late to dodge.

He punched him hard in the chest, and Yan Su slammed into the wall, his body split apart like an explosion, and the wall behind him was shaking violently.

What kind of power is this!
Blood overflowed from the corners of Yan Su's suddenly pale lips, and the aftershock after his chest was torn was even more devastating. His head exploded in pain, and he couldn't hear anything for a moment.

Bert's eyes were like violets, and he sneered: "Does it hurt? This is for you!"

"The explosion on Maple Street, Arthur was ill for two months because of you and her." Burt looked at Amber, whose legs were trembling with fright, "Don't you want to join the SPA? Now, put I just smashed his ribs, dig them out!"

"SAYAN, repent!"

"I don't have anything to confess." Yan Su lowered his head, his throat was smoking, and his forehead and back were covered with sweat.

Sometimes they were tied to a cross, and sometimes they were untied.

I vaguely remember, it seems like a day and a night?He felt nauseous and groggy, his whole body seemed to be running a low-grade fever, and his throat was dry and smoky.

(End of this chapter)