Steel steam and flame

By the time Buck and Jerbo turned their heads to speak, they could no longer see Savina's shadow.

Looking at each other, one could see the helpless expression on each other's faces. The two of them also ended their discussion and followed Savina's disappearing figure towards the kitchen behind the main hall.

There is a lot of food in a complete range, and all kinds of drinks and alcohol are of high quality, not cheap products on the market. The quantity is also completely arranged according to the surgeon's food intake, satisfying the stomach bags of the three of them, as well as the appetites of the several mission targets, and there is still some leftover.

When she entered the kitchen, Savina had already opened a bottle of white wine and drank it herself. The aroma of wine was very strong, and now it filled the entire spacious kitchen. The noses of the two people who came in unconsciously moved.

"Sailboat white wine tastes very good. The Great Cathedral of Oria is not a place that would be stingy with these things." Savina said as she watched the two of them follow in.

She searched everywhere in the kitchen and took out all the kitchen utensils and placed them on the oak square table nearby. After seeing these, Buck and Jerbo's faces became a little cold, and they wanted to say something again, but in the end, neither of them said the words that were about to be squeezed out of their throats. Instead, they remained silent as agreed, and took care of themselves. I went back to the hall with my favorite food.

After staying in the kitchen for a long time, by the time Savina's figure appeared in the main hall again, Buck had already used gauze and wooden boards to fix the broken bones on Taranto's body. The saint was also locked into a relatively closed room by Jerbo. The window was sealed by him, and with the strength of that little girl alone, there was no possibility of breaking free and escaping.

At this time, the two of them were sitting in the main hall to rest, occasionally drinking a few sips of wine and chatting, but most of the time they were silently sorting out various things in their heads.

"Sevena, you are a medical major yourself. I don't know which direction you specialize in, but I think you must know some basic physiological knowledge of the human body much better than we do." Buck's words had another meaning. Thinking about what happened just that night, although it didn't leave anything in her heart, Savina's mental state at that time was indeed a little too excited.

If Savina could still control her sanity at that time, Buck and Jerbo would not have reminded her several times along the way. At this time, looking at the various simple modified knives she brought out in her hand further confirmed the thoughts and worries in their hearts.

"If you are worried like this, it would be better for you to follow me into the basement and watch me." Savina said, showing a hint of impatience and disdain. At least now she is still normal. "Don't worry, I just took out some things. I haven't encountered such a regular surgeon before, or because of the lack of time on the mission, many ideas can't be implemented. Now this opportunity is just right. The time is also generous, come and take it. It'll take our guys two days to get here, and I'm not stupid enough to let my fun slip away in a few hours."

After hearing this, Buck drank himself a few more sips of white wine, and he and Jerbo said no more.

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The sun has already risen outside the house, and the summer temperature has risen instantly. The air circulation system in the room began to increase its power under the adjustment of the thermometer sensor. In the basement, where things are stored, the temperature requirements are even lower.

In a closed space, the sound of the air conditioner is naturally amplified, and the quiet environment around it also intensifies its activity.

The consciousness is like a high-voltage mercury lamp that has just been connected to the current. It is slowly accumulating heat and power and is lighting up little by little. My head didn't hurt much, but it just felt heavy, as if there was something heavy pressing on it. The source of pain is in the neck, close to the back of the head. A slight movement of the neck can amplify the pain many times.

She originally thought she would be lying on the ground, but when Cassia opened her eyes and the various sensations in her body gradually recovered, she found that the situation was still very different from what she expected.

Not only his entire back, but also his entire body was pressed against the cold wall. Through a thin layer of clothing, he could clearly feel the hardness of the wall behind him. It was a structure formed by steel plates embedded in the concrete wall. . It can be regarded as standing, with hands and feet spread out. The wrists and ankles are all fixed to the wall behind him with soft steel cable ropes, and the same rope is also wrapped around the waist. The only place where it can operate freely in a small area is the neck.

After trying some movement, the soft steel cable was tied very tightly, leaving no room for looseness. Although the effect of the biological agent is still there, even if his physical condition is completely restored, the soft steel cable rope that fixes him cannot be broken free by his current strength.

Keshan was not far next to him, her head drooped, still in a coma. His face didn't look pale, and his condition wasn't very good, but it wasn't very bad either.

Cassia tried calling her a few times, but there was no response. Only the hoarse voice echoed in the closed space in front of her, and everything seemed very empty. Finally giving up the meaningless and ineffective shouting, he focused his attention on the room in front of him again and began to remember the surrounding environment in his head, trying to find a feasible way to help himself escape from the bondage.

The room is so large that it can be regarded as an empty small warehouse. There are no substantive configurations. The only thing in the room that can be regarded as a long, bright stainless steel table is a shiny stainless steel table. Below it are the restraint devices on the other two walls that are also used to fix the prisoner's body, the same as the ones on him. One end of the strong soft steel cable rope was roughly poured into the steel plate with molten metal, and the locking area on the other end was also in the wall. It should be a locked form of hydraulic system engagement. Unless the steel cables on the wrists and ankles are broken, there seems to be no second option to break free.

With the current physical condition and environment, there should be no possibility of escaping. Cassia was simulating various situations in her head, but nothing could happen unless she took off the soft steel cables on her hands and feet. While I was thinking about this, there was a "tick-tock" sound of footsteps coming from outside the room, just like the regular sound of gears biting every time the second hand on the big clock tower took a step.

It's a bit like high heels, but there is a big difference between the two. Just as Cassia was wondering what kind of shoes these were, the tightly closed steel door opened, and a pair of beautiful legs appeared in the pale light of the room.