Brother he died again [Quick Transmigration]

Tim yawned and watched as Cosimo locked the back door as Notte finished his business day in the middle of the night.

"Mr. Cosimo, the boss hasn't come back yet. Is it really okay for me to leave my coat in the cloakroom?" The night enveloped the street, and Tim and Cosimo walked side by side holding umbrellas.

"Don't mind him."

"He didn't have an umbrella either."

"A light rain won't hurt him. But you little guy, why did you stay so late today? Wouldn't you be discovered if you didn't go home?" Cosimo deflected the umbrella a little in Tim's direction without any trace.

"No, I've been home once before. My father probably thought I'd gone to bed early. It's the first time I haven't come home so late."

"This is the first time and the last time. I'll take you back first. The streetlights on Lake Street haven't been installed yet. It's too dark. I know you want to say that you are already a big kid. Here I am. grounds for dismissal.”

"Okay. Sir, how did you and the boss meet?"

"I met you when we were fighting."

"Wow, no wonder you're all so cool!"

"Little ghost, fighting is not a cool thing."

"But……"

"No but. You're good at school, and sometimes it's cooler to be able to solve problems without doing it."

"..." Tim's sudden silence surprised Cosimo.

"what happened?"

"Nothing, I just think you're right."

"But there is still a half sentence. When it's time to fight back, don't be soft."

"what?"

"Okay, we're home." Cosimo patted Tim on the shoulder, "If you don't understand now, think about it tomorrow. Good night, Tim."

"Thank you, Cosimo, and good night."

Lake Street was pitch black, and the street lights next door illuminated the empty street, and Cosimo suddenly remembered that the first time he saw Song Nian was on such a dark alley many years ago.

After parting with Song Nian, Song Qiuyuan went to the Shani Theater. Tonight is Song Zhiyu's last performance.When he walked to the entrance of the theater, there were many fashionable cars parked in front of the gate, and the audience was leaving in twos and threes.Song Qiuyuan turned a corner and went directly to the back door, but at a corner, it was much lonely.After waiting for a while, Song Zhiyu came out, carrying a scent mixed with cosmetics.

"Dad?! Why are you here?"

"Meeting a friend, I glanced at the time and thought you might have just left, so you came over."

"Is it the inheritance of the donation?"

"Yes."

"Meet at Notte?"

"How do you know? I didn't drink?"

"Smell of cedar. I used to tune an old piano there, and that's what the incense smelled in the shop back then."

"Speaking of the piano..."

"Our school's music is good, but it's raining, I guess we have to do it all over again."

"Well, and..."

""Sorrowful", I have not forgotten." Song Zhiyu was a little helpless. He originally expected that these days, Song Qiuyuan was busy with receiving a large amount of materials, and he was performing again. He would spend half a day in the rehearsal room, maybe You can fish in troubled waters.

"Don't think you can fish in troubled waters."

"Oh, that's right. I still have to go to the bar so late. Is the handover not going well?"

"Several large boxes of documents, letters, and manuscripts have been sorted out by the old earl long ago, and they were delivered after the will was read out today, and it went very smoothly. But Yi Di had some accidents."

"What's up with her?"

"The bookcase in the library was a little unstable, but it fell down today. Poor Itdie was smashed and broke her left calf bone. After being sent to the hospital, the doctor said that she would have to rest in bed. During this time, assistants are indispensable. There is no other way. We had to find a new assistant."

"Is Edie cared for at the hospital? I remember her hometown is far from Lensa."

"Temporarily entrust the nuns in the church to take care of her. I have notified her family and it will take a few days to arrive."

"What about your new assistant? Found it?"

"I found it, and you know it too."

"Who?" Song Zhiyu thought for a while, he is now in the city of Lunsa, apart from his colleagues in the theater troupe, he knows only a handful of people, "It can't be...Song Nian?"

"It's him."

"Isn't he the owner of the bar? Why, he also studies history?"

"Research is not counted, but today he chatted a little while helping Earl de La Fontaine deliver a letter to me. He is a very thoughtful young man."

"Then you chose him?"

"He was the first one who came to help when Itdie was hurt today. Without him, Itdie's leg might have been hurt even more."

"What does this have to do with your research?"

"History has always been public, and the difference is that everyone knows the content and how much is different. As for the so-called research, it is just asking yourself a question and finding the answer. Anyone can do this, right? As for what is good It doesn't matter if it's bad, professional or amateur. The important thing is not to give up until you find out."

"Do you think he'll give up?"

"If I recall correctly, you said that when you first met him, he was talking to a mate about piano tuning. A guy who would rather keep tuning an old piano than replace it, you think he'd After asking a question, don’t find an answer and just let it go?”

"I didn't expect that you would have such a high opinion of him without meeting him a few times."

"It's really rare. What about you? What's your impression of him?"

"I can't tell," Song Zhiyu recalled the look in Song Nian's eyes when they first met at the bar, "but it's not bad."

As for the matter of vampires, Song Qiuyuan didn't mention a word.The old earl took great pains to direct the play of donating documents, just to prevent the children from being involved in inexplicable disputes.Song Qiuyuan was the same, if possible, he hoped that Song Zhiyu would never know.

After Song Nian looked through La Fontaine's case, the letter he commissioned Cosimo to forge had disappeared.Although it is not yet known who took the little earl away, but there is a general scope.Things are often repeated boringly. Song Nian has been an investigator in the elders' home for so many years, and what he tried his best to avoid is getting involved in the internal struggle of vampires.Before, he didn't have any ambitions, let alone now, he just wanted to finish the mission well and go back to save Song Zhiyu, that worrying brat.

The history of the Vanjo family can be traced back to before the Middle Ages. At the beginning, they had a place in the Secret Party with their orthodox blood, but they had little right to speak.That is to say, around the Middle Ages, when the leader of the secret party, the Mokawi family, was cursed and gradually declined. In the multi-party competition, Vanjo finally held the most important power.The current House of Elders was established under the leadership of Vatican, directly under the Secret Party, but at the same time it also has the role of supervision. If it is placed in the human social structure, it is more like the role of a court.

Of course, in the more than ten centuries, enough changes have occurred. Human beings have come out of the darkness of the Middle Ages, experienced the Renaissance, and now ushered in the era of industrial turmoil.The current situation of Fanzhuo seems to be the same as that of Mo Kawei back then. The only difference is that the current Fanzhuo still looks indestructible. Facing the development and growth of new forces, the holders are calm and magnanimous.In the eyes of the new forces, Fanzhuo is their stumbling block, the goal they pursue, and the source of their ambitions.

The rain has not stopped, and there is no water stain on the floor of Xiao La Fontaine's room. It seems that the other party has carefully wiped away all traces of entry.There's no need to stay any longer.Walking to the window sill, Song Nian smelled a very faint smell of blood, bent down and found a bean-sized drop of blood on the carpet, which had dried up.

Song Nian also carefully wiped off the water marks left by the shoes on the floor, and left the Earl's mansion the same way.Only then did I realize that he didn't bring an umbrella.After thinking about it, he simply didn't go back to the bar, and went directly to his home on Kelin Street.Along the way, there are alleys that have not yet been installed with street lights. On such a rainy night, walking alone on the main street without an umbrella will more or less attract unnecessary attention.What's more, the current Song Nian is not only watched by human eyes, but also his kind.

Back home, Song Nian changed his clothes first.When he wiped his hair with a towel and walked into the study on the second floor, the third investigation letter was quietly placed on the desk.It was still a black envelope with a red wax seal, "Please be sure to find out what the Earl of Rensa agreed." Again, no signature.

Song Nian put down the envelope, and the whole space was enveloped by the sound of rain.

"The content of the Earl of Renza's agreement? The Earl of Renza..." Song Nian thought about the content of the letter, why didn't he just say the content of the agreement, and added the Earl of Renza in front, because he was afraid that others would not know that they and La Fontaine Was there an agreement hundreds of years ago?

Snorting helplessly, Song Nian felt very strange, obviously he knew the direction of the incident, but there was still a cloud of fog in front of him.The only good news now is that he has become Song Qiuyuan's assistant, so he can get access to those materials logically.Also, regarding Song Qiuyuan's death, it is very necessary for him to find out what some people have to say.

Song Nian opened the drawer and put the letter away.He found another coat from the closet, put on the raincoat, and walked into the rain. This time, he was going to meet his long-lost companion.

<Baptistery of San Giovanni>

The baptistery at night is shrouded in orange lights, the gate of heaven is still shining at night, and art has its own god.

Although it belongs to the same building complex as the church, the baptistery is independent.It is said that it was rebuilt on the original site of an ancient Roman temple, so it has an atmospheric dome like the Pantheon.The entrances and exits were very conspicuous. At this moment, the night was quiet and it was raining. Song Nian knocked on the door knocker, and the door opened by itself after a while.Song Nian took off his raincoat hat and walked in, looking familiar.

Behind the door is a narrow corridor, and there is a door at the end. Song Nian turned the handle calmly, "I didn't expect you to choose this place in the end, Modasi."

"Oh, I almost forgot. You submitted the report on the site selection of Lunsa's foothold to the presbytery, Investigator Song." Accident.

However, Song Nian was not very comfortable at the moment. He could smell a strong smell of blood from the moment he opened the door, and the person in front of him did not deliberately restrain his vampire characteristics.

"I just came here to tell you, not only the destination, I also know some places you don't want to go." Song Nian didn't sit down, and paced around in this small space.

"Investigator Song, would you like some tea?"

"Need not."

"Visiting late at night, is that all you're talking about?"

"Where does the smell of blood come from?" Song Nian stopped and looked straight at him with light brown eyes.

"Don't worry, I handled it very cleanly, and I don't need the elders' home to wipe my ass. If I know you are coming, I will definitely keep some."

"I don't have the habit of grabbing food with others."

"Coincidentally, neither do I."

Song Nian turned and walked out the door, "Before you say this, remember to look at the carpet." There was a little dissatisfaction and disdain in his tone.

Modasi looked down, the floor under his feet was made of wood, and there was no carpet there.Suddenly remembered that the bedroom in the earl's mansion was covered with carpets, and when he took Lafontaine through the window, the spoiled young master accidentally scratched his finger.It seems that Song Nian already knew that someone had taken La Fontaine away, so he came to find out.

"Thank you for the reminder." Looking at Song Nian's back, Modasi replied, "I said, don't use the elders' house to wipe your ass."

"Remember what you said now." Song Nian didn't look back, it seemed that Xiao La Fengdan seemed to be safe for the time being.As for the source of the bloody smell in the house, Song Nian didn't want to know, everyone has the right to choose their own way of life, and the same goes for vampires.He is not a saint, and he is full of compassion all the time.As long as it doesn't touch his bottom line, he won't intervene.