Chapter 14 The Blood-Red Room (14)

Mota languished: "What's the use? We can't escape -"

Huo Ran wanted to pat her shoulder, but his hands were still locked: "There will definitely be a chance."

……

……

The next day came quickly.

The meal was delivered by the nurse who had drawn blood yesterday, and she threw the food on the straw like a dog.

Motta: "What's your attitude? How can you eat this when it's dirty?"

"If you don't eat, you'll be hungry," the nurse said wearing a mask. "Eat quickly, blood will be drawn soon."

"Why are you still smoking..." Ella picked up a piece of bread and started crying again, "I'm afraid of pain."

He Qingqing picked some bread, wiped it, and handed it to Huo Ran: "Eat it, otherwise you won't have enough energy."

Huo Ran took it and didn't see anything unusual, but she wasn't hungry yet, so she put it aside.

After all the blood was drawn, Mrs. Schreck came.

“Adopting people is about face-to-face interaction with you,” she said. “It’s a great time to bond.”

The first one to go was Ella.

Ella went away crying and came back happily with food.

"Moland was a very gentlemanly prince and he gave me food."

The next few I went to received different things.

There is food, cards, desserts, etc.

Next is Huo Ran.

Huo Ran stepped out of the narrow door and came to the next door.

Next door is a cozy room, where Laureed is sitting on the sofa with his back to Huo Ran.

Huo Ran went in, and Laureed smiled and said, "Please sit down, Zhang Jianguo."

Huo Ran sat opposite him, with a table in between.

"How did you sleep last night?"

Huo Ran said expressionlessly: "Not good."

Laureed looked at her sympathetically: "I didn't sleep well. How can I do this? How about a glass of hot milk? It will promote sleep."

"I think I need a bed more," Huo Ran observed quietly, and found that the hand he was using to pour milk had some deformities in the joints. Huo Ran raised his hand to signal, "I can't drink the milk. Can you please feed me some?"

Laureed glanced at her unexpectedly and did not refuse. He was considerate and gentle: "Of course, these shackles are heavy, right? It's a pity that I can't take them off for you."

Laureed stood up and sat next to her with the milk.

"Come on, drink." Laureed held up the milk and put it to her lips.

Huo Ran smiled: "You are really a very gentleman prince."

"Excuse me," Laureed smiled softly, "If you need anything else, just tell me... What are you doing?"

Huo Ran held up the bone-cutting knife and pushed him to the sofa, with the same gentle tone: "Tell me, who has the key to the shackles? What are you trying to do by drawing blood?"

Laureed still maintained a decent smile: "Please don't be like this, okay?"

"Didn't you say that I can tell you if I need anything?" Huo Ran held a bone-cutting knife in one hand and pressed him hard, and touched something on his body with the other hand. "What I need most now is the key to the shackles. Or do you think I don't need it?" Dare to kill you?"

Laureed subconsciously covered his chest, narrowed his eyes suddenly, and pulled out a photo from the clothes on his chest.

The photos were of princes and princesses, but there were many more men and women whom I had never seen before.

The young man in the middle wears the king's crown, and the young woman beside him wears the queen's crown.

Huo Ran was thoughtful.

Looking at the photos, these people actually look alike.

Laureed took a deep breath and was about to yell out. Huo Ran turned the bone-cutting knife upside down and slammed the handle into his mouth. Laureed trembled with fear.

This woman is a lunatic!

Huo Ran: "I'll ask you an answer. If you tell me the answer, I won't kill you. Nod if you understand."

Laureed covered the knocked out teeth in his mouth and nodded tremblingly.

This woman is very strong. Didn’t Mrs. Schreck say she didn’t feed them enough?
He has no power to resist at all!

"Who has the key to the shackles?"

Laureed whimpered and almost swallowed his teeth: "...Probably at the witch hunter guarding the door."

"A few witch hunters at the door?"

"A dozen...probably."

Huo Ran slammed the hilt of the knife into his mouth again: "I don't want to hear a rough idea, I want an accurate answer!"

"Yes! Sixteen witch hunters, as many as you!"

"What are you drawing blood for?"

Laureed stopped talking.

Huo Ran narrowed his eyes and threatened him: "Are you mute? You don't want the remaining teeth?"

Laureed closed his eyes and accepted his fate.

"Heal us."

"Use our blood to treat you? What disease?"

"... Hemophilia," Laureed said, "We all have hemophilia. We just want to live and lend you a little blood... We don't want to hurt you."

At this time, the witch hunters at the door realized that the time was too long and came in.

"Are you okay?" one of the witch hunters asked, his voice muffled, somewhere between male and female.

Another witch hunter rushed forward and pulled Huo Ran down. Huo Ran put away the bone-cutting knife before they entered.

"What did you do?" he asked.

Huo Ran smiled: "The prince is so handsome. I just want to get closer and take a look at him...it seems to scare him."

At this time, Laureed was supported by someone, and he regained his elegant appearance. He picked up a handkerchief from the table and wiped his mouth: "I'm fine, nothing happened. She..." Laureed paused, and did not want to say it for the sake of self-esteem. He was being held down and beaten by a woman, "...she was too enthusiastic."

"Send her back... By the way, she said she doesn't want to eat these days. She wants to lose weight." Laureed said thoughtfully and gently.

The two witch hunters pressed Huo Ran out.

When he reached the door, Huo Ran stopped and fell down, grabbing the witch hunter's clothes.

"Sorry, it's too slippery."

The witch hunter didn't say a word. After returning her to the prison, he took the next person out.

"Boss, are you okay?" Miao Xin came over.

"Very good." Huo Ran thought for a while and called He Qingqing, Tang Qian, Miao Xin, Di Zhou and Mo Ta over.

After all, most people now believe that those people are good people, and there is no guarantee that they will not tell them.

"I know one thing, they draw our blood to treat their hemophilia," Huo Ran said. "These people are the product of inbreeding."

Motta was stunned: "Inbreeding?"

"Yes, hemophiliacs need to transfuse our blood into their bodies to stabilize their condition," Huo Ran said, "but I discovered a more terrifying thing. They are not just for the treatment of hemophilia. .”

He Qingqing: "What else is it for?"

"I saw a group photo of the royal family, including kings, queens, princes and princesses, counts and countesses. But the scary thing is," Horan paused, "the king and queen are over sixty years old, but they still look like they are in their early twenties." They look like young men and women, with no trace of time at all.”

"I suspect that they are extracting something called adrenochrome, which is a product extracted from people in a state of panic. It can make people younger and extend their lifespan."

"The entire royal family is being injected, they have become sick, and the church has become a lackey to help them carry out this, an accomplice in harming people."

(End of this chapter)

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