Sister Marlene admired it alone for a while, then took out the lipstick and lightly applied it on her lips.

He pursed his lips.

The already attractive lips became more and more rosy and tempting.

"Marlene is great!" Sister Marlene smiled with satisfaction, then took out a large plastic bag from the drawer, packed up the gown and stockings that were hidden under the bed with the torn sheets and quilt covers, and put on red pointed high heels.

Got out of the house.

"Hello, boss."

"Good morning, boss."

"You look really good today."

In the Global Building, a passing employee greeted her.

Sister Marlene nodded frequently along the way, maintaining her usual noble style, and walked past them. Everyone was talking about her, but she didn't take it to heart. Sister Marlene, who calmed down her mood, was still the charming and charming girl who liked to play with people's hearts.

But the ruthless bad nun.

The road was empty, with not many pedestrians or vehicles.

The weather was sunny for a while, and then became gloomy again, with fine snowflakes falling.

Sister Marlene was carrying the bag, feeling terrified all the way, for fear that the bag in her hand would be snatched away. She had to find a deserted corner and burn these things... Of course she couldn't throw them away, in case someone

What should I do if I pick it up?

The torn dress and stockings are okay...

She didn't want anyone to pick up the sheets stained with dried water and blood.

Continuing along the desolate street and passing through the slightly cleaner business district, Sister Marlene came to a dead end where garbage was piled. She lit a fire with her own hands and watched all these things burn to ashes. Only then did she feel relieved.

Return to the Global Building.

The trip back and forth took more than half an hour.

Sister Marlene is a frail wet nurse. She was tortured all night long last night. When she returned to the room, her legs were so tired that her legs were sore. Counting the time, the niece should have made breakfast soon.

, she quickly took her tablet to the desk in another room and sat down.

Turning on the lamp on the table, Sister Marlene leaned back against the back of the chair and lightly wiped the sweat on her cheeks. The lamp on the table emitted a warm yellow light, and she squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was sunbathing in autumn.

Sun cat.

Not long after, Theresia came in with breakfast.

In front of the desk, the light casts a bright boundary between the table and the chair. Her dearest Aunt Marlene is sitting in the boundary of the light, squinting her eyes beautifully and cutely, really like a cat that charms all living beings.

ah……

The little niece, who had been following her for a long time, couldn't help but be stunned, and then she covered her lips and laughed...

"You're here." Sister Marlene said calmly.

"Well, breakfast is ready." Theresa looked at her rosy cheeks and said, "You just went out, right?"

"Well, some trash was thrown away." Sister Marlene nodded casually.

"Just tell me about this and let me do it." Theresa put the breakfast on the coffee table next to her.

"It's good to move on your own once in a while."

Sister Marlene kicked off her high heels and stepped on the floor with her flesh-colored silk feet as she came over to have breakfast.

At this time, her expression had completely returned to its original state. Even if the most attentive detective came, there would be no trace of continuous watering on her face.

When will I be as perfect as Aunt Marlene... Theresia looked at her with little hearts in her eyes.

Aunt Marlene is wearing a red dress. She has a capable temperament and is very sexy at the same time. The well-tailored fabric just fits the ice and snow skin. The curve of her chest is high and her waist is not too tight. Her proud figure is highlighted vividly.

It's not perfect.

She truly deserves to be the queen of New Yokohama society...

Theresia watched with delight.

It's a pity that the little niece doesn't have clairvoyance eyes. She didn't know that Aunt Marlene's voluptuous body hidden under the clothes was covered with bite marks, otherwise her expression would have been very wonderful...

After breakfast, Sister Marlene directly asked her to call a car and set off to Stanley Prison.

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The closed interrogation room was surrounded by cold white tiles.

The exhaust fan hums.

The interrogator who was sitting on the chair turned slightly sideways and looked at the young painter opposite him gently: "Are you ready to give your life?"

"Yes!"

"Are you planning to kill someone?"

"Yes!"

"Are you planning to engage in sabotage and cause the death of hundreds of innocent people?"

"Yes."

"Are you ready to betray the empire?"

"Yes!"

No matter what the interrogator said, the young painter answered "yes" without hesitation.

He was helpless and picked up the silver cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette, and began to pace back and forth slowly. Clegg glanced at the box of cigarettes. The tobacco was packaged solidly, and the paper was smooth and very high-end.

"You have to know that in this era, a coup is almost impossible. You will only ruin the entire future of you and your accomplices." The interrogator continued to walk on the cold ground. Although he was tall and tall, his movements were

It gives people a sense of elegance. With one hand in the pocket and a cigarette in the other, it gives people a powerful impression, even silently saying to the painter, "As long as you confess honestly, I will understand you."

"The gentleness.

"Let me think about it, you are probably a huge underground gang, meeting secretly in the basement, painting slogans on the walls, and greeting each other with secret codes or special movements. Right? How sad this is, think about it, it's obviously possible

If you live in the sun, why should you live in the dark?”

He continued talking, and Craig continued to listen.

"Even if you don't give me the list, I will still have a way to get it. And you will not get any legal aid, and you will even bear the greatest responsibility. Believe me, those outside will not trust you. They have long since

I think you have already confessed, and I look forward to your death every day... everyone will confess.

Yes, you are no exception, it’s just a matter of time. When I ask you to confess, I don’t mean betrayal. You are talking about safeguarding the rule of law and justice of the empire. On the contrary, those accomplices who wish you were shot as soon as possible are the real betrayers.

You. They no longer love you and no longer trust you. Can you understand this?"

As he spoke, the interrogator looked at his watch.

Craig swallowed.

He hadn't drank a drop of water from yesterday to now, and his throat was so dry that it was about to burn.

"Oh, by the way, do you want a drink of water?" the interrogator said, still with a hint of sarcasm, and looked back: "As long as you honestly give me the list, you will no longer be a prisoner in the future, but can become a peace officer.

I am a law enforcement officer like me. What are you still insisting on? For ideals? For mankind? For the future? I think, no matter how much you work for, it may not be as good as a sip of water."

"For the sake of the past..."

Craig whispered.

"oh?"

"For the sake of the tragic events that happened in the past, they will never happen again..."
Chapter completed!