[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

At five o'clock in the morning, Ryan went out for a morning run, but he saw a person in the lobby who shouldn't be here now.

Margot was sitting on the sofa, facing her own portrait, holding a cup in her hand that seemed to contain coffee.She noticed Ryan, and she saw Ryan walking towards her from the corner of the eye. Margot put the cup on the table, rubbed her forehead tiredly, and said in a weak voice, "You didn't come home last night, which made me very sad." Worry."

Ryan did see the dark under eyes of Margo's plain face, and he sat next to Margot with some guilt, and promised: "I won't do it again."

"You met Richard when you came back last night?" As if mentioning it by accident, Margot turned to look at Ryan with an indescribably complicated expression.

"Yes." Ryan replied obediently, he showed a flattering smile, "He looks a little weak."

"Oh." Margo didn't care, "He's like this."

After finishing speaking, Margot picked up the cup again. Ryan looked at Margot's quiet side face, smiled inwardly, stood up and walked behind Margot to press her temples.

"I think you should go to sleep for a while now, after all, it's not yet dawn. I'm sorry for making you worry." Ryan was full of apologies, and his voice was very gentle.

"It's okay." Margo said empathetically, she waved Ryan to go for a morning run, then stood up and walked into the kitchen.Margot put the cup into the sink and turned on the faucet. She stood by the sink, her eyes staring at the cup that was gradually submerged by the water, her face was expressionless, and her eyes were full of accumulated complexities.

The mornings in London are different from those in Baltimore. The mornings here are much colder. Ryan is only wearing a sports sweater, and he is shivering in the cold wind.He rubbed his hand on his arm, then jogged.

There is a path around the lake, which is very flat, and Ryan slowly ran to the distance along the path.The cold wind entered his lungs, and Ryan breathed heavily. With the faint light from afar, he stared at the calm lake. It was strange that there was not much fog on the lake at this time.

Looking at the time on the watch, he had already run for about 10 minutes, and then Ryan stopped. He faced the lake and calmed down his breathing.The surrounding area is very quiet, next to it is a small forest, and in the distance is another villa.Of course, Margot's house can still be seen from this spot.

The moon is still hanging on the black curtain, and the sky is dotted with few stars, slightly blue.

At such a quiet moment, Ryan heard a voice that did not belong here.He squinted his eyes and looked at the forest, but the voice in his ears became clearer and clearer. If it was just a slight "meowing" before, now it was a scream that could not be ignored.

Ryan's body was still steaming, because he didn't have any self-defense tools on his body, and he didn't even carry a mobile phone. He walked slowly towards the source of the sound with some caution.

The shoes stepped on the soft soil, and Ryan could ask for this unique breath after the rain.It's just that there is a lack of leisure, which makes it more depressing.

It was very dark inside, and Ryan squinted his eyes and touched a tree with his palm, trying his best to look inside, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

The voice became clearer and clearer. It was the voice of a woman. Her voice was dry and hoarse, as if she hadn't drank water for a long time, and her voice conveyed despair and helplessness.

Ryan frowned, he didn't want anyone to treat a lovely woman like this.Perhaps because of losing his mother since he was a child, Ryan has an innate affection for women. In his opinion, women should be cared for.Of course, this may be a bit absolute, but Ryan is very passionate about women.

Ryan suppressed an inexplicable anger, and he walked slowly inside in the dark.

"Hello?" Ryan asked, amplifying his voice.

Sure enough, there was a positive response from inside, but she couldn't say anything.

Through the moonlight, Ryan saw the cabin gradually emerging in front of him. Such a house made him think that he saw Hobbs' slaughterhouse, that Will's nightmare.

Ryan walked to the door, the door was closed tightly, Ryan stepped back a few steps, and then hit the door, the wooden door was opened, and a smell of blood came over his face.

He fumbled for the switch on the wall, and the light was turned on. The dim light allowed Ryan to see the scene inside: a young woman was bound on a wooden chair, her hands were tied to the armrests by a belt, But her arm was attached to a needle, and she was being bled.

The woman's eyes were covered by a black cloth, her face was pale and her lips were chapped and chapped.

Ryan quickly walked to the woman's side, then squatted down and glanced at the huge blood bag connected by the needle, and turned his head in disgust.He gently removed the black strips from the woman's eyes.

The woman's nose became sour all of a sudden, her eyes were bloodshot red, and she didn't even look at Ryan.He just looked at the darkness outside the door with empty eyes, and muttered something in his mouth.

After Ryan pulled out the needle, he approached the woman to hear what she was saying.

"Help...help me..."

Ryan frowned and untied the woman.The woman's arms were covered with cyan marks, as if she had been abused.

"Are you okay? Ma'am, please look at me." Ryan patted the woman's face lightly, waiting for the woman to slowly recover, but the woman did not look at herself for a long time.At this time, Ryan had time to observe the surrounding things. The house was very clean, without any extra things, as if everything had been prepared a long time ago.

"My...i..." The woman finally came back to her senses, she was a little incoherent, and she held Ryan's arm with both hands, as if she was grasping the last straw.

"You were rescued." After speaking, Ryan touched the woman's dirty face, as if to encourage her, then picked up the woman and walked outside. He had to take the woman away from this place that carried her too much despair. The place.

Ryan just ran for 10 minutes, and now he is returning with adult women in his arms.Although the woman seemed to have lost a lot of weight, it was still too much for a man whose physique was not very strong.

It took Ryan nearly twice as long to come here to carry the woman back.

When he went back, it happened to be when Margot was having breakfast, and Richard was not with her, and he hadn't seen Richard in the yard when Ryan came in just now.

Ryan put the woman on the sofa, waiting for Margot to question.

"Who is she?" Margot looked critically at the woman's slightly dirty attire, "It looks like a tramp." It is obvious that she is hostile to this woman, or she is hostile to this woman Unsolicited hostility.

"Auntie..." Ryan interrupted Margo's harsh evaluation for the first time, his voice was very low, and then walked to Margo's side and whispered in her ear, "She seems to have been abused, when I When she was found, she was being bled."

"Really?" Margot raised her eyebrows, her eyes couldn't hide her surprise, but there was no sympathy or pity, only indifference, "Do you need to call the police?"

"Of course." Ryan said righteously, "The place where I found her is very hidden, and it doesn't seem to be the first time. I think there are more victims."

"It's up to you." Margo seemed to have lost interest in such topics, and she glanced at the shivering woman sitting on the sofa, "Get her out of here quickly."

Ryan knew that Margot just didn't want the woman to dirty her sofa, so he agreed with some helplessness.Seeing Margo leave the hall, Ryan took his mobile phone and called the police.

The woman stared at Margo's portrait, she couldn't stand any fright at all now, but Margot's portrait seemed to scare her.

"Are you okay?" Ryan sat next to the woman and asked softly.

The woman slowly turned her head to look at Ryan, she showed a weak smile, and made an unpleasant voice from her hoarse throat: "Thank you."

Ryan handed the water glass to the woman, watched her drink all the water greedily, and then asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"

"I don't know... I just remember that night when I came home from overtime work, when I was going downstairs to take the elevator, a person walked up behind me... I thought it was a neighbor, and I was about to turn around and say hello, but... I didn't expect... ..." The woman's expression became terrified, "I passed out. When I woke up, I couldn't see anything. It was very quiet around me, but there was something wrong with my arm. Then I smelled blood...I was bled..."

"It's okay." Ryan hugged the woman into his arms and comforted her.

People from Scotland Yard came here soon, and the leader was a man with gray hair. According to his introduction, the inspector seemed to be called Lestrade.

Because of some case-handling requirements, Ryan brought the police officers to the wooden house again, and the woman had already been taken away by other police officers. After all, given her current psychological condition, psychological counseling was necessary.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and Ryan could clearly see the appearance of the wooden house. It was a very ordinary wooden house that even blended in with the surrounding environment. Who would have thought that such a tragic thing would happen in such a wooden house?

A group of Scotland Yard agents headed by Lestrade are on the alert, and Ryan knows the seriousness of this matter.

The bag in which the woman's blood was stored was still in place, and the needle was still on the ground casually, and it seemed that blood was still oozing from it.

Lestrade took Ryan out of the cabin and asked his police officers to go in to collect evidence.

"You..." Lestrade was about to ask something, but was interrupted by Ryan.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, he could clearly see the enthusiasm, and he said, "I don't think you can get anything in that room except the DNA of that woman of mine."

Lestrade frowned. Instead of listening to Ryan, he continued to ask, "How did you find out about this place?"

"I was running in the morning, and then I heard a cry for help." Ryan said, looking at the calm lake, and the lake was foggy again, "This is really a disgusting scene, isn't it?"

Lestrade said, "That's true, but you didn't hear anything wrong when you ran in the morning?"

"Inspector." Ryan's voice was a little helpless, "I'm an American, and today is my second day in England."

Scotland Yard began to crack this "no evidence" case, and Ryan also knew that the woman's case was not an exception. Before her, many bodies had been found, all of which died of blood loss, and finally became Mummy, and these victims are all young men and women in their early 20s.

Their bodies were thrown into the lake and flowed downstream with the current.In the absence of evidence, the case had remained an unsolved mystery since the discovery of the first body two years earlier, and Scotland Yard had forgotten about it over time.But I didn't expect the evidence to come so suddenly.

After Ryan rescued the woman, he spent two days in peace and stability. Every afternoon, he would go to the park in central London to sit and enjoy the tranquility.

But today, such tranquility was broken.

A man, an uninvited man, sat down next to him, with an obvious smirk on his face, and asked, "Can you tell me how to get to Baker Street, please? I'm lost."

The man has curly black hair, which reminds Ryan of Will, but the man's gray-blue eyes make him look less harmless than Will.

If you want to describe it, Will is a harmless teddy, and this man in front of him is a cat who will scratch your paw at any time.

The author has something to say:

em... a bit of metaphysics?