The Devil’s Cage Chapter 12: Box

police chief John obviously ran in directly from outside the school.

The forehead was not only covered with sweat beads, but the whole person was breathless.

Looking at the nun standing in front of the tombstone, John walked straight over.

"Sorry, Sister Mony, interrupted your prayer to Kieran..."

"Suddenly, please follow me."

police chief said with respect.

When speaking, John habitually straightened the waist plate, so that the original tall and sturdy figure appeared more straight, but it did not mean the oppression of the momentum, but more respect.

"John, what's wrong?"

Nun looked puzzled at police chief.

"Um..."

"Still please follow me!"

"I really don't know how to describe it!"

police chief has a bitter smile on his rough face.

"Okay!"

The nun nodded and, with the help of police chief, walked to the carriage parked in front of the sentry box outside the campus.

"Sister Mony, do you need me together?"

Before the nun kicked the car, the that person **** team leader came over and asked.

"It’s okay, Reed, there is John."

Nun pointed at police chief.

Different from the vigilance when dealing with Kieran, facing the tall and strong police chief, Reed, the captain of the **** team, maintained considerable respect.

"Everything pleases you, police chief Your Excellency!"

Reed said this.

"Uh."

police chief nodded like a guarantee.

......

The situation in front of me was seen by Kieran in the eye.

The Kieran standing in the shadow frowned slightly.

For Reed, the captain of the **** team, Kieran doesn’t know much about it, but you can be sure that the other party loves Sister Mony very much and loves their work very much.

However, even if you love it again, it will not reach the point of protecting Sister Mony while traveling.

After all, Sister Mony, as the principal of St. Paolo School, is also respected throughout the city. Under normal circumstances, no one will disrespect the elderly nun.

Even if some guys are in the shadows, they will hate to avoid causing trouble to themselves.

Know that students studying at St. Paolo School are either rich or expensive.

As the principals of these students, although Sister Mony will not use anything, but the influence brought by it is enough for those guys to understand how to treat this old nun.

"The impact of Count Wayne?"

"Guntherson smoothes everything on the bright side, but is it still undercurrent in private?"

Kieran guessed.

This is what he can think of now Unique/only.

And this kind of speculation made him quickly think of some targeted plans.

Looking at the slowly started wagon under the driving of a police officer, Kieran quickly followed.

At this time, the rain is getting bigger and bigger.

Dense raindrops allow the ground to quickly accumulate water, and at the same time, it also blocks people's sight. Even the most skilled driver will not dare to drive at full speed in such weather.

So, the carriage that the nun and police chief ride is not fast.

Kieran followed very easily.

In fact, not to mention such a speed, at Kieran at the moment it reaches SS-Rank's Agility, the carriage is ten times faster, and Kieran can easily keep up.

But this is also for Kieran.

Not so easy for some people.

Several gasps hidden in the sound of rain, clearly passed into the ears of Kieran.

His eyes quickly locked on the two unscrupulous guys.

The rifle, dagger and staring at the carriage in his hand are telling Kieran what these two guys want to do.

Without hesitation, Kieran approached the two silently, first raised his left hand to cover the mouth of one of them, and then grabbed the dagger in the other hand with his right hand, facing the neck of the other guy who didn’t respond at all. A wave, and then, with a dagger, he cut the neck of the guy who was covering his mouth and nose, almost suffocating.

The rabbit flies, and the whole process does not even take a second.

In the face of two ordinary people who are slightly stronger, if Kieran is not afraid of killing the grass and ruining his plan, he has a simpler and faster way to let the two bad-hearted guys disappear from this world.

Drag two bodies into the alley.

Pick up the opponent's dagger and fire a gun, Kieran followed the carriage again.

No accidents this time, the carriage quickly came to the police station with a third floor height and a small door.

police chief John held the umbrella in one hand and helped the old nun down.

The two walked directly into the police station, thinking about going underground first floor.

It’s still the mortuary that occupies about a quarter of the underground first floor, and a huge box is placed there.

The box is rectangular, full of wood, 1.5 meters in length, 1 meter in width, and about 70 centimeters in height. The four corners are covered with new copper, and the metal light is emitted under candles and oil lamps.

A delicate lock with a key inserted hangs on the buckle of the box.

Boxes and locks are not the kind that ordinary people can use at a glance.

Especially that key.

According to the judgment of gloss, Kieran has great assurance that it is not copper, but gold!

The key made of gold is a luxury no matter when.

However, soon, Kieran's attention was completely placed on the box.

Or more precisely, in the box.

The slight **** smell is mixed with the rich fragrance, and it keeps pouring into the nose of Kieran.

Although it has been treated with spices, the **** taste cannot be concealed.

Kieran could not help squinting.

He knows clearly that there is only one possibility to cause this situation: a bleeding state caused by a large number of wounds!

Only in this way can such a thick spice not cover up the **** smell.

Add the size of this box...

There is some speculation about Kieran heart.

And that person walked to the police chief beside the box to remind the nun.

"Sister Mony, I hope you can be prepared."

police chief said this.

"Relax!"

"My age is enough for me to see and know more."

The old nun kept her peace.

However, as the box opened~IndoMTL.com~ there was a cry of exclamation.

Not afraid.

Instead, it is unbelievable.

The box is filled with scarlet blood, and the white petals have lost their original color after a long soak, including the soaked corpse.

Not a complete corpse, but a kind of neatly arranged after being cut open.

In order to make the cut corpses look neat, a fixed shelf is made in the box, and the head, limbs, and torso are placed in different categories, just like the dinner plates used in the canteen.

"Tody?!"

The old nun bent down and crawled over the side of the box, hoping to see the head of the body soaked in scarlet blood.

And at this moment--

The head's eyes opened sharply.

Crimson, dazzling.