Chapter137

When Yuri woke up, she felt as if her head was about to burst and she felt uncomfortable.

She wanted to get up, only to find that her hands and feet were tied. There was straw under her. The walls around her were still the mud bricks used to build houses in the last century. The sky was already bright. The sun shone through the grid window. The wooden door was closed, and there were signs of prying in the middle of the door.

On her left was a pile of firewood covered with cobwebs.

On the right is a "bed" made of straw. The reason why it is called a bed is that the straw surface has been flattened, a blackened quilt is stacked in one corner, and there are two dirty stainless steel plates beside the quilt.

Someone has lived here for some time.

Yuri judged that she was in the firewood shed in the countryside and struggled to sit up. Her head seemed to be filled with paste. Her body temperature was high. She was a little hot. She should have a fever.

She remembered what happened last night