Buck and Jerbo looked a little ugly. Savina rested for a long time after dinner. At that time, her spirit was still very quiet and peaceful, which was the normal state of her always impatient character in the past few days.
But now the situation has changed tremendously. In their minds, the time that Savina went down to the basement was definitely not very long. Buck himself had not even finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, let alone the glass.
I only had a few sips of the wine I drank.
There were obviously many differences in Savina who came out. She was mentally like an erupting volcano, spewing out countless energy. Her emotions were on the verge of losing control, and the excitement and heat radiating from her body quickly filled the entire spacious room.
In the hall, it became impossible for Buck and Jerbo not to want to feel it.
Sitting back on the chair aside to rest, Savina recalled in her mind the feeling that had just touched her body, and rubbed her palms to find the heat that had not yet dissipated. The burning eyes of Buck and the two looked at each other completely.
There was an air-like object, which she ignored.
"Because the airport is blocked by the Oria defense team, in order to avoid unnecessary risks, the Holy Emperor's Office has dispatched small airships from the surrounding areas to pick us up. The arrival time is tomorrow afternoon. By then we will
Passengers disguised as returning from a trip took the airship with their luggage and left." Jerbo said at this time, but he was obviously talking to Savina in front of him, "They reminded us again that we must
Make sure that a few people are alive and have basic thinking and speaking skills." There was still a warning voice with a hint of worry behind it.
But Savina's current state did not allow her to listen to these words. She opened her eyes and did not answer, nor did she nod or look at Jerbo and the others to show that she understood. She gave the empty words
The glass with less than half of the ice cubes remaining was filled with a glass of wine again. After drinking it in one gulp, the whole body was filled with a pleasant tone that was completely incompatible with the serious atmosphere in the hall.
"Mr. Buck," Savina put the glass back, then thought of something, looked at Buck and asked, "Where did you put the things you found from those two people in the car? I need to use some of them now.
."
"In the first room upstairs." Buck said, "Severa, what do you want to do? Their things are also needed by the person in charge, and there may be information hidden in them. I don't want them to be
It was damaged and the people above were held accountable."
"Don't worry, I'm just taking something unrelated to this." Savina stood up with a smile and walked towards the stairs to the second floor. "For example, tranquilizers or something. I think the existence or non-existence of this thing is very important to us.
There will be no substantial impact on the mission.”
"It would be very fatal if you don't bring this thing with you when you go on a mission." Buck sneered.
Savina, who was walking on the stairs, didn't take it seriously and replied: "I didn't say it was for myself. As the most basic task preparation, I won't make any mistakes on it."
"It's just that the people below may need it, so I'm just preparing in advance. Like you, I'm worried about their life status." However, there was no matching tone in the words. Instead, it was full of mockery. This was just
Just say it casually when you start to get excited.
After hearing these words, Buck's face became serious. He smoked the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand, and then stubbed out the cigarette butt in the glass ashtray.
"I'll go down and take a look." Buck stood up and said to Jerbo, his anger and helplessness coexisting with nowhere to vent.
With hurried steps, Buck walked into the basement. There was a sense of oppression in the air that was not present in the room above. As a functional basement for storing things, the temperature also followed the standards of every basement, and the air conditioner was turned on very high.
, the temperature is a level lower than Buck imagined.
During the day, he was worried that Savina would not be able to control herself and go out of her way. He also came here a few times, but the temperature was not like this at that time.
The sound of "ta-da" footsteps also seemed to have a different feeling at this time. The basement was already quiet, and the low temperature seemed to have an impact on the environment in the basement. There was a feeling of being frozen in the space.
, the transmission of the sound of footsteps can hit people's hearts, as if the vibration of the sound can be truly transmitted to Buck's body.
The sound became very crisp, as if we were not walking on a concrete floor, but on a piece of hard ice. The source of the coldness was those feet.
He is not in the mood to care about this. Even if the temperature drops, for Buck, this is not a problem worth paying attention to right now.
He sped up and walked towards the room where the two surgeons were kept. The light in the passage was pale, and there was no warmth inside either.
At the same time, in the room, Keshan's eyes were wandering around blindly, and the broken skin on her wrists had scabbed over. From time to time, she would glance at Cassia aside to see if there were any other changes in him.
It has always been the same body posture. Cassia still buried her head tightly and said nothing. The only breath that could confirm her survival also suddenly decreased at this moment.
Keshan's face showed worry, because the speed of this change was very fast, taking less than two or three seconds. Within the time frame of a normal human breath, Cassia's originally loud breathing sound had been completely hidden.
, as if it had never appeared. Only the white misty water vapor condensed in front of him seemed to have no intention of blending into the surrounding air.
But this has made Cassia's state with her head buried like a dead person in custody. She is not breathing, and Keshan, who is a short distance away, can't feel the rhythm of breathing at all. The ups and downs on her chest are the same,
The unique aura on her body also disappeared without Keshan noticing it. When her brain reacted like an afterthought, she could no longer capture that unique feeling.
What is being detained next to her now seems to be a corpse named Cassia.
"Cassia! Cassia!" Fear arose in Keshan's heart. She tried to call out to Cassia, who was motionless on the side, but the result was obvious and she received no response.
Her head became chaotic, and Keshan felt the helplessness growing in her heart. The words she continued to shout became less and less powerful.
Sensing something, Keshan shifted his gaze to the iron door of the house. At this moment, his voice finally became hoarse and could not escape his throat. The sound of tiny footsteps came from outside the door again.