[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Hannah found a chair and sat down, hugged Finn on her lap, picked up the picture book and began to read aloud.The small space in the police station was filled with her gentle and steady voice.

"There was a gentle and kind couple who raised many animals."

"There are birds, dogs, goldfish, rabbits and monkeys. And a jet-black cat."

"Cat, cat, beautiful and clever. Wife and husband are happy."

"Wives love husbands and husbands love wives. They love birds, dogs, goldfish, rabbits and monkeys. And sooty cats."

"But the husband has changed. He has taken up the habit of drinking."

"Drink, drink. The husband has become a different man. He has come to hate birds, dogs, goldfish, rabbits and monkeys. And black cats."

"The cat loves the husband. The cat is afraid of the husband. The cat freaks out and nibbles on the back of the husband's hand."

"Ah, the husband is angry. He grabbed the cat and plucked out the cat's eyes..."

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Mao suddenly raised his head.Hannah also stopped reading aloud, looking a little overwhelmed.

"Hannah, this picture book doesn't seem to be suitable for children..." Zhou Mao said cautiously.

Hannah apparently agreed.She put the album on the table, picked up Finn, and said, "Let's go to the warehouse to see if there are any other books."

"Most of the books in the police station's warehouse are confiscated illegal books." Zhou Mao expressed doubts, "Are there any books suitable for children?"

Hannah smiled and said, "Not necessarily. A few months ago, Detective William caught a thief. He stole a box full of hardcover novels. No one has claimed it yet, and it has been in the warehouse. The warehouse There are still some good books in there."

After that, she led Finn to the basement.

Zhou Mao took out his pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it. It was almost ten o'clock. He hadn't finished his report yet, but his eyes started to fight.

Zhou Mao randomly gathered the papers on the table together, stamped them neatly on the table, and put them in the file folder.After seeing Hannah coming out of the basement, he greeted her and left the police station.

As soon as the door was opened, a gust of damp and cold air came over the face.Zhou Mao shivered.He stuffed the briefcase into his arms and walked quickly.

I hope the broken water pipes in the house can have hot water.Zhou Mao thought.Go home, take a good shower and relax, then get back to writing this hapless report.

There are not many pedestrians on the road.In this world, although there is electricity, street lamps are still dominated by gas lamps, and the brightness is naturally not as good as that of electrified incandescent lamps.

Zhou Mao walked quickly under the dim light.One or two fat-headed mice came out of the sewer, bumped into Zhou Mao's ankle and fled in a hurry.Zhou Mao frowned with some disgust.

"Rats are so courageous, is the sanitation in this city okay?" He whispered.

On the street, apart from Zhou Mao who was in a hurry, there were also some formally dressed men and women.They were in groups of twos and threes, not knowing whether they were going to the ball or leaving it.

Zhou Mao watched the passers-by while walking towards home.When he turned into the alley where his residence was located, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice speaking.

Zhou Mao looked intently, Paul's pale golden hair was also very conspicuous in the dark night.Wearing a black cloak, he whispered with a smile on his lips, watching the person in front of him tenderly and eagerly.

With him was a beautiful girl in a bright off-the-shoulder long dress. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was listening to Paul's words with a shy smile.

Zhou Mao felt that his appearance was a bit unlucky. If he walked forward, he might spoil Paul's good deed. When he was hesitating whether to make a detour, the narrator spoke.

"Be quiet and follow them," said the narrator.

Zhou Mao: "The original plot of the novel?"

Narrator: "Yes."

Zhou Mao felt exhausted.The delusion of going home early for a hot shower is shattered just steps from the door.Shaking his head, he stood behind a family's chimney pipe, trying to hide himself.

Fortunately, the two people not far away seemed to be concentrating on flirting, and did not notice Zhou Mao's existence at all.After a while, the two started to move, and Zhou Mao followed secretly.

Paul and the girl walked through the alleys of the city. They talked in pleasant tones, and the girl let out a crisp laugh from time to time.Not far behind the cheerful two, Zhou Mao was exhausted.

"I feel like I'm going to die of exhaustion." Zhou Mao said out of breath. "Run in the suburbs during the day and in the city at night. With this amount of exercise, in a few days, you will see a Tom with elephant legs."

Just as Zhou Mao was complaining, the couple stopped in front of a small building.Zhou Mao quickly stuck to the base of the wall, secretly watching the two of them.

The girl happily said something to Paul, and Paul listened with a smile.The two talked for a while, and Paul opened his arms.

"Good night, my beautiful girl," Paul said, "may I give you one more hug before we end this wonderful evening?"

The girl lowered her head in embarrassment, then slowly walked into Paul's arms.Paul wrapped his hands around the girl's waist, and stroked the girl's fluffy and soft hair with the tip of the pen. Then, his face slowly slid down, and his lips almost touched the girl's neck.

Paul smiled slightly, he opened his mouth, and his two white and sharp fangs gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Mao couldn't help shaking his heart, and involuntarily took two steps back.But his sense of responsibility as a policeman made him stand up.

"Stop!" Zhou Mao jumped out from the corner and shouted at Paul, "What are you doing? Let her go!"

Paul looked up quickly from the girl's shoulders.He stared at Zhou Mao, with displeasure and some doubts in his pale blue eyes.

"Who are you?" He asked Zhou Mao, "Why stop me?"

It seems that in the interrogation room in the morning, Zhou Mao did not impress Paul.Zhou Mao took out the gun from his briefcase and shook it in Paul's direction.

"I'm a police||policeman." Zhou Mao said, "I can't just watch you attack women in front of me."

"Assault on women?" Paul sneered and looked at Zhou Mao playfully: "We just bid farewell to end today's beautiful date."

"Farewell?" Zhou Mao frowned, "Are you going to bite her to say goodbye?" He stretched out his hand and gestured: "Who can bear being pierced by such long fangs?"

Paul squinted his eyes and whistled lightly: "I don't understand what you're talking about." He looked at Zhou Mao and smiled: "Mr. Police Officer, you have a very rich imagination, but it's useless to scare girls with it. It's your fault."

Zhou Mao gritted his teeth, his calf was terribly sore, it was the result of a day of running around.He decided not to talk nonsense with this hapless vampire, and went home to take a shower and rest as soon as possible, so he said directly: "Since you have said goodbye to her, I will send this girl home. If you want to bite her, just pretend it didn't happen." Well, do you have any comments?"

The girl looked at Zhou Mao and then at Paul, obviously hesitant.At this time, the door next to it opened, and a group of girls who had just attended the dance came out chatteringly.As if on the verge of amnesty, the girl quickly ran among the group of girls and disappeared.

Zhou Mao breathed a sigh of relief, the girl followed the crowd, at least it was safe.At least it was safer than being with a vampire suspected of murder.He stuffed the drug into his briefcase and started down the alley home.

However, things were not always satisfactory for Zhou Mao, his right wrist was tightly grasped by a cold hand.Zhou Mao turned his head, facing Paul's half-smile face.

"Because of you, the dinner in front of me just disappeared." Paul approached Zhou Mao slowly, put his lips against his ear and said softly, "You just want to leave like this?"

Zhou Mao retracted his arm, but couldn't get rid of Paul's control.He used the other hand to break Paul's hand, not only could it not be broken, but Paul also stretched out the other hand to hold Zhou Mao's wrists in his hands.

"What else can I do if I don't leave?" Seeing that he couldn't break free, Zhou Mao could only say bitterly, "It's impossible for me to go to the hospital to steal blood bags for you."

Paul snorted from his nasal cavity. He tore off the collar of Zhou Mao's windbreaker, stuck out his tongue and licked Zhou Mao's neck: "What else can I do?" He said, "Of course you will compensate me with yourself."

The touch of Paul's tongue made Zhou Mao's body numb, and he said tremblingly, "You...don't you vampires only suck the blood of young girls?"

Paul seemed to chuckle slightly. "Girl's blood is naturally the best," he stroked Zhou Mao's skin with his lips: "But didn't you let him go just now?"

He raised his head and blew lightly into Zhou Mao's ear: "It's almost midnight, and the food on the street is getting less and less. I'm very hungry, so I can't be picky anymore."

Zhou Mao couldn't help shaking. He wanted to say something more, but he felt a clear pain coming from the back of his neck, and he couldn't help taking a breath.

Paul pierced Zhou Mao's skin with his sharp teeth, and bright red and warm blood flowed out from the wound.Paul lowered his head, covered the wound with his lips, and licked it gently.

Probably because of the gentle and provocative way his tongue touched the skin, Zhou Mao's body underwent some inexplicable changes.He felt a little scared, and twisted his body to push Paul away, but he couldn't exert his strength.

Facing Zhou Mao's weak struggle, Paul remained unmoved.He held Zhou Mao's wrist tighter and continued to suck his blood.

For some reason, Zhou Mao felt his blood getting hotter and hotter, and the lower part of his abdomen also quietly swelled up.His consciousness gradually blurred, and he straightened his waist unconsciously, trying to relieve the pain, but it didn't work in the slightest.He wanted to comfort||comfort himself, but his hands were still tightly bound.

It's just sucking blood, what's wrong with me?Zhou Mao thought in a daze.The discomfort in his body made him shenyin softly.Paul finally realized that something was wrong with his food.He raised his head and let go of his grip on Zhou Mao, and Zhou Mao fell limply into his arms.

Paul looked at the person in his arms, frowned slightly, and then revealed an imperceptible smile.He took off his cloak, wrapped Zhou Mao up, and carried him out of the alley.

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Described a little bit... I hope it can be done once!please!