Brother he died again [Quick Transmigration]

When the night slowly spreads the velvet, the world will change its original appearance.The dark, the deep, the shrouded in brilliance will reveal the original fangs, hidden under the quill and the street.

El Rossi of Crean Street had been home early the last two days, and Mrs. Rossi, who was irascible, seemed much more agreeable.I heard that Cru Esposito, who used to come to make trouble at school, suddenly paid his tuition, and was sent to school by his alcoholic father as a boarder.Although she no longer has to worry about her son running wild outside after school, Mrs. Rossi feels a little annoyed when she thinks that little Esposito and El can stay together almost all day long. The mumbling that Mr. Rossi heard was about wanting to transfer his son to another school.

"Honey, didn't El say long ago that he was helping Crewe learn mathematics when he came home late?"

"Is it necessary to skip class? Esposito must have encouraged him." Mrs. Rossi shoveled the potatoes in the pot fiercely.

"I have already learned Latin in class, and it has nothing to do with Crewe that I skipped the class." El, who has not yet grown in stature, sat next to his father and argued in a low voice.

"Now that Crewe is your classmate, aren't you very happy?" Mr. Rossi asked gently.

"Yeah, he's so smart, he seems to learn everything very quickly. If it wasn't because he couldn't afford the tuition, he must be a genius!" Speaking of his friend, El's little eyes burst out with excitement. brilliance.

"I saw Martor drunk on the street today. Why do they suddenly have money to pay the tuition, which is still the boarding student's fee. There must be something wrong behind this!" The potatoes in the pot have changed from lumps to dense mud. Smells like milk.The father and son at the dinner table looked at each other, and did not want to express any opinion on Mrs. Rossi's remarks.

Martor, the protagonist of the Rossi family topic, is sitting on a bench in the town hall square at this time, with cheap blended wine in a military jug.His eyes looked a little dull, and the eyeballs were full of cloudy bloodshot eyes, but his mind still seemed to be clear, he just quietly drank with the hip flask, watching the sky darken a little bit.When the night was completely dark, he slowly got up, and when he bent down, a cold light flashed from his waist, and the outline of the dagger was faintly exposed through the clothes.It seems that he intends to find a bar as usual and hang out until dawn.

After drinking the last drop of water in the glass, Song Zhiyu realized that it was already dark.All afternoon, he tried his best to identify the text in the handbook that he accidentally dug out.Apart from the vampires that often appeared in the bedtime stories his mother told him as a child, he was surprised that some of them seemed to have something to do with alchemy.The lonely and newly mourned old aristocrat in the city of Lenza, the powerful vampire imprisoned in the dark, and the alchemy that suddenly came into view, endless question marks surged in his heart.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Song Zhiyu came out of the study, put the letter securely in the breast pocket of his coat, hurried out the door, and walked towards San Lorenzo Church.God knows what time his beloved father will be sent home by that right-hand man tonight.

Passing by the restaurant, my stomach let out a whimper and twitched as if showing a sense of presence.Song Zhiyu suddenly thought of vampires for no reason.There is no way, sometimes even the most ordinary things will succumb to uncontrollable physiological reactions.

The library in Lensa City was still brightly lit. Although there were very few people in the borrowing area, everyone seemed extremely focused.The administrator on the last shift led the two visitors, one old and one young, to the ancient book collection room which is not often open to the public. A certain level is required to enter here.In order to better preserve the books, each bookcase is equipped with a swing-type airtight door, which looks like a museum warehouse or a bank's underground vault.However, after opening the door, all I saw were some yellowed and wrinkled papers, which looked extraordinarily fragile under the cold protective measures.

The two visitors were Song Qiuyuan and Song Nian who had just arrived from the church library, and new progress had been made in the literature review.They found a letter that mentioned drug research and development in one of Mrs. Henry's personal letters.

It is said that this kind of medicine can stimulate the most powerful potential, such as the rapid healing of wounds, the increase of strength and speed, etc., and even claims that it can prolong life. Get the powerful power and long life like the legendary vampire, and at the same time, you don't have to endure the pain of being afraid of the sun."For better research, I hope that with the help of the Countess, we can find suitable subjects for the experiment.

The time when I received this letter was at the beginning of 1279. At that time, Henry was still a little-known nobleman. It is worth mentioning that he had soldiers in his hands.It is reasonable to speculate that the number of missing persons in the battle damage report is similar to that of each month, and it is very likely that they have become the subjects of the experiment in the letter.Until the Battle of Milan that began in June, Henry led the army to become famous in the first battle.Almost everyone is admiring the powerful capabilities of this army, which seems to have recruited all the warriors in the world.

The reply letter could not be found, but in this letter, there is the signature of the sender-Albert Flammel.Song Qiuyuan just wanted to come to the library to look through the household registration information at that time to see if he could know more information about the sender. Years of research experience made him develop an unknown intuition that Albert may be the origin of the whole thing .

"Mr. Song, I found it!" When Song Nian's clear voice was transmitted in the air, the two people standing in the steel forest heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Albert Flammel...herbal merchant...died July 1279 of alchemical gas poisoning...

"It seems that he and that Nicholas Flamel not only have the same surname, but also have the same hobbies."

"Xiao Songnian, it seems that there is a reasonable explanation for this whole thing."

"An ambitious aristocrat won an important battle with a mysterious drug made by an alchemist and stepped onto the political stage. Then," Song Nian chuckled indifferently, "kill the donkey, let The secret is buried forever. Quite a cliché careerist story, isn't it?"

"The story is indeed clichéd, but there is one more thing." Song Qiuyuan frowned, "What does this matter have to do with Fanzhuo?"

A sharp question, or what kind of role did this incident and Vanjoy play in it.

"During the reign of Kavi at the end, the vampire clan did not seldom expand in the human field. However, the black death at that time made people frightened and became a good cover. Ms. Maria also mentioned the so-called vampire army in her research. , It’s not groundless.” Song Nian recalled the history of Fanzhuo that he didn’t know much about in his mind, “It can’t be called a legion, but there is a well-structured organization, which is the predecessor of Zi’an in the elder’s house.”

"Tell me, your guess." Song Qiuyuanjiang put back the ancient books that he had read just now.

"Judging from the commendation orders La Fontaine received, the army he led in subsequent battles still maintained superb combat capabilities. However, Albert died shortly after the Battle of Milan. There are two explanations here. First, he It is true that he died in an accident during the refining process of the drug; secondly, La Fontaine killed people after he got the formula, and then sent a generous condolence money to his family as a seal. The strange point is that the aforementioned The missing soldiers, if the experiment is indeed successful, then why none of them were found before the Battle of Milan. And where did the army with a physique comparable to that of vampires come from?" There was almost no pause, Song Nian was afraid of himself Slowing down a little, I let go of the various speculations that kept flashing in my mind.

"As we all know, the sun is the cage of vampires." Song Qiuyuan knew that Song Nian's speculation was not unreasonable, but the idea of ​​a group of vampire troops appearing in the sun was hard to believe.

"Tianshichengjin, even artificial humans and immortality. Vampires can walk in the sun in the hands of alchemists. It doesn't seem so heavenly. As far as I know, alchemists and vampires use each other to get what they need. There are many things." Song Nian replied calmly, although he was very reluctant to admit that if ordinary people and vampires are two parallel worlds, alchemy is the bridge between them.

Not far away, not far away from the so-called agreement and truth, Song Nian told himself silently in his heart.

The administrator outside the ancient books room seems to be, has been guarding the door.There was no need for the two of them to borrow books, and they skipped a lot of formalities. They left the Lensa Library, and the bell for closing the library just rang when they walked out the door.Song Nian suddenly felt a familiar aura behind him.

In the time for a light meal, Song Zhiyu, who came to the church, and Song Nian, who was leaving for the library, happened to miss out.Fortunately, Song Qiuyuan explained his whereabouts when he left, so that he would not lose his destination.After sitting in the borrowing room for a long time, I didn't find the two of them until the library was about to close, and hurriedly followed.

"Song Zhiyu, long time no see, why are you here?" Song Nian saw a familiar figure as soon as he turned around, but he hadn't seen him for a few days, when he met again, he felt as if he had missed him for a long time, and sighed secretly in his heart, Don't forget to dislike this broken system.

Hearing the sound, Song Qiuyuan turned around and found his precious son. He felt a little confused for a moment. It was not that he questioned Song Zhiyu's eagerness to learn, but because in addition to keeping some ancient books in the library, other books were just for decoration. , just go directly to the bookstore.

"As soon as I guess it, I know that you are traveling with my father." Song Zhiyu raised his eyebrows following the rising tone.

"Have you come here looking for any books?"

"I'm looking for you, Dad." Song Zhiyu glanced at Song Nian, smiled apologetically, and pulled Song Qiuyuan to his side, "Song Nian, I won't trouble you to send my father back tonight. Just come."

"But..." I was about to say that there might be danger tonight, but after thinking about it, Zhiyu didn't know the delicate situation, so I could only change the subject, "Okay, then I can go back to Notte tonight to have a look. "

"Then we will go the same way before reaching the City Hall Square." Song Zhiyu smiled gently, with familiar angles on his crooked eyebrows.Although it was more of a polite smile, Song Nian had to admit that his mind was flustered for a beat, but it was only one beat.

Staggering half of their father and son, they walked unhurriedly.

"Investigator Song, what did you find out just now?"

It was Modasi. Song Nian raised his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the other party.

"Don't worry, humans can't hear my voice under this frequency."

"Are you following me? The librarian is your man."

"That's right, but I'm looking for Song Qiuyuan."

"Stay away from him."

"Yes, but on one condition."

"Let's hear it." Song Nian licked his back molars.

"It's not an excessive request, I just hope you can cooperate with us."

"I can promise not to interfere in the affairs between you and Vanjo."

"Is it difficult to cooperate?"

"It's not difficult, but it's not necessary."

"Ville just came back from church. You can go to the database of the presbytery for Mr. Flamel. You should find something interesting."

"I don't need you to tell me."

"Only the Secret Party, the elders, and you investigators in the House of Elders are eligible to check the information. My condition is, tell me what you found. I can guarantee that I won't do anything to Song Qiuyuan, oh, and his son. "Song Nian could hear the pride in guessing other people's minds from Modasi's tone. Obviously, he had no reason to refuse under this condition.

"make a deal."

At this moment, Song Nian was half-hearted. Although he was seeking skin from a tiger, at least he could keep the father and son in front of him away from the center of the storm.After this intersection is the City Hall Square, and you can hear the water splashing softly in the Neptune Fountain.

After parting from the father and son, Song Nian turned into the street where Notte was, and walked past the door.He deftly changed direction in the complicated streets, and came to a small street parallel to Song Zhiyu and Song Zhiyu, separated by a row of houses.Even if most of the danger is eliminated, before dawn, he will never let the two of them leave his range of perception.