Brother he died again [Quick Transmigration]

<Baptistery of San Giovanni>

The door of the baptistery is closed all year round, and people habitually enter and exit through the side door on one side.After all, the heavily carved and gilded bronze gate can only be seen by passers-by from the street only when it is closed.

"Heaven's Gate, well-deserved reputation. How is it, any news?" The man was wearing a black raincoat, and lifted the brim of his hat that was pressed down very low, revealing a sharp eye.

"The investigator surnamed Song sent the letter to the Earl of Rensa's mansion, saying that the Earl of Rensa would remember to fulfill the agreement." Another said, holding an umbrella.

"Is it the one sent by the old fellows of Fanzhuo?"

"Yes."

"The agreement between humans and vampires...it sounds like there is a story."

"The investigators are all independent and directly under the elders' home. We have no way to contact them directly." The man rubbed his chin with his fingers with some difficulty.

"Song Nian? With his character, you won't gain much if you get in touch with him. Picking him as a third party to deliver the letter, and those dogs who are not sincere under the contestant, even hypocritically through the channel of the elders' house, just want to Let us not get involved."

"Then what do we do?"

"Isn't there this new little Earl?"

"When?"

"Tonight, there is no moonlight, it is very suitable for a guest."

"I'll make arrangements."

"No, just the two of us can go, just be guests..."

"it is good."

"Ville, I have a hunch that this rain may last for a long time."

The rain fell from noon to evening, and the already gloomy sky was only gray, and the darkness fell down, leaving only the night.

Song Nian didn't go home, but took the key and entered the bar through the back door.Before the business hours, Song Nian took the remaining plasma from the freezer in the dark, and drank it with the lingering coldness.He felt like a patient, whose soul and body were still unable to harmonize themselves.Now he undoubtedly exposed the characteristics of a vampire in front of Song Qiuyuan. He didn't know what Song Qiuyuan would think. Would the previous coincidences be evidence of his impure motives?What identity will I use when I see Song Qiuyuan next time?If I hand over important clues to Song Qiuyuan, will it speed up the tragedy that happened in the original plot?Song Nian sat alone at the bar, put his hands on his forehead, and organized his thoughts.

"Oh, my God... Song Nian?! You" Cosimo, who changed his overalls and walked to the bar, was taken aback by Song Nian who was sitting in the dark, "Almost forgot, you don't need to turn on the light. How long have you been here? Want a drink?" It doesn't look like it's the first time either.

"Maybe an hour, maybe an afternoon." Song Nian buried his face in his palms and replied in a muffled voice.

"Song, you seem to be in a bad state. What happened?" Cosimo turned on the light and leaned against a pillar beside him. Compared with the preparations before opening, the vampire brother in front of him looked more serious. tricky.

"I... a little out of control this afternoon."

"What?! No one saw it."

"Have."

"Who?! Finish the sentence once!"

"Song Qiuyuan. His assistant was crushed by a fallen bookshelf and had an open wound."

"You...you..." Cosimo originally wanted to ask him why he went to find Song Qiuyuan, but then he thought about the envelope he took away from him at noon. Knowing that there are some things behind it, it is still not suitable for him to know, Song Nian is willing to say, long ago said.So when the words came to his lips, they became, "Do you want to silence?"

Song Nian felt a little funny when he heard it, "Then why are you still standing in front of me?"

"What did he see? Did you rush to suck blood?"

"No. He saw my red eyes."

"There is still room for explanation. You can try anything with bloodshot eyes or drinking too much alcohol recently."

"As a historical researcher, he is very familiar with some folklore. The environment at the time and my reaction, if he didn't know that I was a vampire, the old earl didn't need to donate these letters and manuscripts. Give it to San Lorenzo." Song Nian said calmly.

"There is something about the old earl here? Don't explain it. People who seem to have nothing to do with each other get in touch, and there is often nothing good behind it. Curiosity killed the cat. I don't want to know in order to live longer."

"Oh, as if I'd go on."

"We're going to open in an hour, do you want to do me a favor?"

"I'm so happy." Standing up to help Cosimo tidy up the bar, Song Nian thought to himself that it would be better to have a chance to see Song Qiuyuan in private, luck and misfortune depend on each other, maybe things are not as bad as they thought.

At this time, the bell beside the door rang crisply, and Timura held the handle, "Good evening, sir." Gradually, the work of the doorman became more comfortable, and he was not as cramped as the previous two days.

"Hello, is Mr. Song Nian here tonight?"

"Yes, sir. He is usually in the attic on the second floor. Do you have anything to do with him? He seems to be in a bad mood today. I can help you convey it." Recalling that when Song Nian came to work today, Song Nian just said to him He smiled and went upstairs without saying anything.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, little guy."

"You're welcome, just wait a moment." Tim turned and ran up the stairs. Before knocking on the door, Song Nian was already standing at the door.

"Boss, there is a gentleman looking for you downstairs."

"Well, please go downstairs and bring him up." Song Nian looked at the child who had just touched his chest, thinking about what he said downstairs just now, and wondered if his depression was so obvious.

"Okay, boss." As soon as he finished speaking, he ran downstairs again.

When the familiar voice sounded downstairs, Song Nian did not expect that it would be Song Qiuyuan who came to him first.

"Little Song Nian, good evening." Song Qiuyuan's relaxed tone was not much different from before, which made Song Nian's anxiety less.

"Mr. Song, good evening. How is Miss Etty now?"

"The edge of the bookcase was sharp and broke the calf bone, and there was a relatively deep open wound. Needles were stitched, and then a plaster cast will be applied. You need to stay in bed for a period of recuperation. By the way, she asked me to express my gratitude to you."

"I happened to meet and did what I could and should do. I hope her treatment goes well."

"Okay, the next thing is the second thing."

"what?"

"If it's convenient, I hope you can be my assistant while Yi Di is recuperating."

"I……"

"If we want to investigate this matter later, we all need each other's help, don't we?"

"Mr. Song, you..."

"If you are worried about those red eyes that may get out of control from time to time, I don't mind. People who know how to control and restrain themselves are often trustworthy. Oh, by the way, I can't call you Xiao Songnian anymore , maybe you're as old as my grandfather, if he's still alive."

"..." Song Nian, who was suddenly struck by his age, was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Hahahahaha, and when you hand the envelope to me, you won't take less risk than me, will you?"

Now that the words have come to this point, there is no need for Song Nian to refuse. With this accident, some contacts have become reasonable. "Before in the church, you said that the person who understood what the old earl wanted to say was not you, but the deceased wife, so what did you mean?"

"About myths and legends, she is more concerned than I am. She was one of the founders of the cultural salon that the old earl met several times before. She also published a survey about the vampire family in the journal. Research, but the response was mediocre. If the La Fontaine family is really related to the Vampire family of vampires, the old earl may have noticed her at that time." Recalling his wife who had passed away for many years, Song Qiuyuan's tone was gentle. Shao, "But Song Nian, do you know anything about this agreement?"

"To be honest, I have no clue. But as far as I know, more than one side of the vampire is looking for it."

"Then why don't you ask La Fontaine?"

"If he really understood the agreement, why did the old earl suddenly want to donate all these things. And he asked me to send this letter."

"look away?"

"So Mr. Song, if this letter is a warning from Fanzhuo to La Fontaine, and the old earl diverted this attention to you."

"Emmm, now it seems that I am not only a dispensable food in the eyes of vampires, but" Song Qiuyuan was silent for a few seconds, "prey."

"In a sense, it is true. So Mr. Song, if you want to quit, you still have a chance."

"No, since the old earl decided to donate his letters and documents to the church, I have been unable to stay out of it." Knowing that he was in an unknown risk, Song Qiuyuan acted calmer than Song Nian imagined, "I said However, this is an opportunity to untie the knot.”

"In the next period of time, I will go to you after sunset."

Song Qiuyuan stood up, "It's getting late, and the theater is probably over. If you have any news, please let me know."

"Okay, Mr. Song. Remember to pay more attention to what happened recently. My home and the bar are connected to the phone line. You can call me anytime if you need anything."

"Thank you, I won't be stingy with these marks. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Song Nian sent Song Qiuyuan out, and suddenly thought that if the plot had not changed, Demonet La Fontaine would have left the city of Lunza tonight.

A young man who had just inherited a large inheritance, when he saw him in the afternoon, his eyes were a little swollen, obviously he had just experienced a bitter cry.According to the original statement, the reason for family disharmony is obviously untenable.The old earl's donation has also passed on the potential threat. When he saw the letter, Lafontaine was more puzzled and calm. He didn't even open it to read it, so he turned his attention to Song Nian.Being able to do such a thing as crisis transfer, the old earl has no reason to reveal the so-called agreement to Lafontaine.In terms of emotion and reason, Xiao La Fontaine has no motive to leave.

If it is not active, it can only be passive.It's not that Fanzhuo was helpless for a while, it was not planned for a long time, but someone wanted Xiao La Fontaine to disappear.

Everyone focused on this letter from the very beginning, not because of the agreement, but because the letter was signed by Fan Zhuo, the surname that has led the secret party for a hundred years.Long-term leadership maintains a certain degree of balance, but there will always be something new to overthrow the old, and the old will always stubbornly block the way forward.

"Oops!" Cursed in a low voice, before returning to the shop to put on his coat, Song Nian ran to the earl's mansion.If you didn't know the direction of the plot in advance, at this moment, the donated legacy is just a pile of broken paperwork, who would care.

Standing at the door, Tim only saw the cold wind blowing outside the door for a while after the store manager had sent off the customers. When he turned around, there was no one there.

Song Nian tiptoed over the wall, went through the window and entered Xiao La Fontaine's room.The clothes were neatly hung in the closet, and some jewelry accessories were also stored properly. Nothing was missing, but there was no one in the room.Song Nian rummaged through the messy book case, and what disappeared with Xiao LaFontaine was the letter he just handed over in the afternoon.

It seems that tomorrow he will be able to see the third investigation letter sent by the elders' house.

"This rain really lasted for a long time."