"Chief, where are we going?"
"To make snake soup for him."
"Yes!" A colleague from the Internal Affairs Bureau seemed to have thought of something amusing, and his tone turned excited.
Stuart, with his hands bound in the trunk, could hear their conversation and despaired, thinking his end was near!
Who knows how long the bumpy ride lasted.
The car stopped...
The trunk was opened, and they dragged Stuart to the ground. As they removed his hood, the glaring sunlight caused his pupils to shrink suddenly, making his vision blurry.
When his sight gradually returned, he saw he was actually in a pit!
The pit was about one and a half meters deep, just reaching his neck, and only a few dozen centimeters wide. Before Stuart could react, an unknown liquid was poured over him.
A stench so foul!
It almost made Stuart gag.
