Chapter 9 Meet Cassandra Mo Again In The Dark Alley

"Mommy, let's go! I've never been to such a party. It must be interesting. "

The party was invited according to her status, and it was impossible for Jessica to get the invitation according to her current status. However, Jessica's family was quite famous abroad, so those famous people had sent invitations to her a lot in the past few years.

Facing her daughter's expecting eyes, Jessica was reluctant to refuse, so she had to nod.

Hearing this, Irene hugged Jessica happily.

There were only a few people in the shop. Jessica just wiped the dust from time to time, and Irene went to the Internet to look for information about gambling stones.

The day passed quickly. It was soon dark and the street lights were on.

For lunch, Jessica wanted to go home and make soup for Irene, but she was refused. Irene ordered takeout. They just made do with it.

It was not until she went back to her apartment that Irene realized she had forgotten to buy her underwear. Although Mommy had some new clothes here, they didn't fit her.

"Mommy, there is a lingerie shop across the street. I'll go there and come back later."

Hearing this, Jessica quickly put down the pancake turner and ran out.

"Irene, I'll turn off the heat and go with you."

As if she was afraid that her child would be lost, Jessica's eyes were full of worry.

"No, Mommy. It's downstairs. You can also see me when you stand on the balcony of the kitchen. Well, I have to go. They'll be off duty soon."

Irene picked up the key from the shoe cabinet and went downstairs by elevator. There was a small alley beside the apartment, where there was a trash can and the street lamps were all bright. But today, it seemed that the small trash can was dark because the street lamp was off.

Irene felt a little scared and subconsciously recalled the news she saw when she was browsing the website in the shop.

Like teenage girls ran into robbers in the alley, robbed and raped, and was killed miserably at last.

However, a weird gasp suddenly came from the alley.

Irene felt a chill on her back. Her legs were as heavy as lead. She wanted to run, but she couldn't.

Oh my God! How pathetic! It was not easy for her to be reborn. Was it over like this?

At the thought of this, Irene was not reconciled!

Her eyes wandered and she saw an abandoned baseball bat at her feet. Although it was a little dirty, it could at least protect herself!

She forced herself to calm down and kept comforting herself. She quietly picked up the baseball bat and stared at the darkness in the alley without blinking.

Splash

The sound of stepping on the plastic bag came from the darkness. Irene felt everything went black and a black figure rushed to her.

"Ah!"

Irene tried her best to scream, but she failed. She felt cold on her lips and her chest was pressed by something, heavy and stuffy.

After being surprised for a while, Irene found that there was a man on her body. And this man was not someone else, but the owner of the bracelet, the mysterious man who appeared in the hospital.

Looking at the enlarged face in front of her, Irene even wanted to kill herself.

What's wrong with me? How could she experience such a bloody scene? It was okay to be pounced on by a man, but the two people just fell to the ground with their mouths stuck together. What was going on?

Soon, Irene sensed that something was wrong. The man who was pressing on her seemed to have been there for a while, but he didn't respond at all.

Repressing the anger in her heart, Irene tried her best to push away the man on her body.

At this time, Cassandra was lying on the side like a puppet without any thread.

Irene gasped and looked at the unresponsive Cassandra.

Irene's face turned pale with fear the moment she saw his face.

His evil and enchanting face was unusually pale, and his lips were bloodless and dry. Although he fell to the ground when he was pushed away by Irene, there was no sign of him waking up. Then she looked at the black windbreaker on his body. It seemed that his chest was dry after being soaked. It reflected an unusual light under the dim street lamp.

"Hey! Hello! Wake up! Wake up! "

Daisy fell to the ground, her legs still weak. She clenched her teeth and kicked the arm of the man, but the man still didn't respond.

From this, Irene could tell that the man in front of her was not a lecher, who was lurking here to do something obscene. It seemed that he was in a coma.

Irene had died once, so she cherished her life very much. Although she didn't want to get involved in unnecessary trouble, Irene felt guilty to turn a blind eye to a man who was struggling on the edge of death.

She fumbled for the phone in her pocket, trying to call for ambulance. When she saw a few obvious holes in the arm of Cassandra, she put down the phone.

There were three small holes on the sleeves of the black windbreaker, but the dark red, blood-soaked shirt was exposed.

After all, Irene's inner soul was an adult woman. She wouldn't naively think that the man in front of her just scratched her clothes by accident. The holes were left by the crossbow.

It was obvious that the arrival of the ambulance meant the arrival of the police, so Irene decisively put her mobile phone back to her pocket. Pressing her heart which was still beating wildly in panic, Irene kept telling herself to calm down.

She stood up and looked around.

Mommy's apartment was a middle-class consumption area. On the opposite side of the apartment were some economical and affordable small stores, and there were also some small hotels near the alley where garbage was piled up for living.

And such a small hotel was mostly cheap, and the requirements were very low. Even if someone didn't have ID cards, he could check in. The only difference was that such a hotel usually had poor security facilities, poor environment, and poor health conditions.

If it was in the past, Irene would never consider it when she saw such an intimate hotel. But now the situation was very urgent, and Irene didn't have much time to think about it. What she could do was to bite the bullet and help Cassandra up with difficulty.

It seemed that the man in front of her was very thin. However, when he held his arm, she realized that she should not judge him by his appearance.

However, as soon as she got up, Irene felt that she couldn't do it and her steps were in a mess. If it weren't for the fact that Irene supported the wall, she would have been thrown to the ground again.