Withered

"No, Morton! What are you doing?" Knowsley yelled.

"She's not Bessie anymore, she's just the lowest vampire now." Morton squinted at her and said, "Sending her on the road now is helping her." Nosley hugged his head in discomfort , squatted down, and said, "Morton, don't hurt her."

"My child, my child, ah..." Bessie wrinkled her whole face in pain, but this restored her sanity a little. She looked at Nosley and begged weakly: "Nosry, please You, my child..."

Northley got up and shook him, and Morton caught him at once, and Northley said, "Bessie's back to her senses. I beg you, don't hurt her, she's my sister." He ran, and Bessie Qian was covered in blood. He hesitated for a moment before helping Bessie and walking back into the house with difficulty. Morton followed behind with a frown.

The house is a real purgatory.There were blood stains on the walls and the floor. Nosley's scalp was numb. He kicked something. He looked down and saw it was a leg. He closed his eyes. He didn't know how to react. He supported Bei Lucy was lying on the big sofa, and Mr. Cullens usually liked to sit on it and read the newspaper.

Bessie wailed in pain: "My stomach hurts, it's coming out, it's coming out."

Nosri doesn't know what to do, should I go to Dr. Jeff now?No, it's impossible.Nosley shook his head. He went to find the scissors and filled a basin with some water. He tried his best to ignore the horrific situation, but he couldn't help retching in the kitchen before coming out.

Morton looked at Bessie indifferently and said, "You better not pretend."

Bessie's face was full of tears. She remembered that she had torn apart the Cullens family one by one, and said in a hoarse voice: "Kill me... Please kill me..." She was hungry in the middle of the night Get up to look for the cook, the cook accidentally cut her finger with a knife when chopping vegetables, so that the beast trapped in her body escaped, and the child in her belly stared blankly, Said: "This child is instructing me..."

Knowsley was sweating profusely, and he shouted: "Bessie, stop talking nonsense and work hard!"

It was raining heavily outside, and the thunder sounded one after another, as if a force was about to tear the entire sky apart.

Bessie's lips turned white, her face was contorted from the exertion, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I actually... want to give birth to... this child, no, it can't be born, it... is a monster ..."

"No, no, Bessie." Nosley cried helplessly.

Suddenly Bessie yelled, her pupils almost dilated, and Nosley patted her cheek and called, "Bessie? Bessie?"

A baby's cry sounded faintly, and the child has come out!Nosley hurriedly cut off the umbilical cord, the bloody child overlapped with the child in the dream, Nosley closed his eyes forcefully, forgot about the scene in the dream, took off his coat, wrapped the child, he wanted to use He said to Bessie with a happy expression: "Look, Bessie, as expected, it's a girl."

It's just that when he turned his head, Bessie rushed towards him like a crazy beast with her face twisted and her mouth wide open. This was expected by Morton, so Bessie was quickly bounced far away, and blood fell Suddenly, a blue flame suddenly burned on her body, she only had time to let out a short scream, and then turned into a pile of dust.As flames blazed across the floor, Morton whispered to Knowsley, "Let's go."

Nosley knelt on the ground holding the child and burst into tears.

The massacre of the Cullens family shocked the town of Harder, and even the officials of Rockery County expressed their condolences.In a thunderstorm day, this originally happy family suffered a fire that even the heavy rain could not extinguish. After the fire, there was only ruins left in the Cullens family. Including the servants, all were dismembered by the gangsters, but the pregnant Mrs. Cullens disappeared. At first people hoped that she would survive, but it was later discovered that a pile of ashes in the living room was suspected to be hers. I can't figure it out, and he is extremely cruel. This gangster has no humanity.

At Brown's house, after the reporters who came to interview left, Mrs. Brown wiped her tears, and then a sheriff came to the door. Mrs. Brown knew him, after all, they reported Northley's disappearance to him.After expressing his regret to Mrs. Brown, he went straight to the point and said: "As far as we know, Mrs. Cullens' brother, Northley Brown, has been living in their house recently, hasn't he?"

Mrs. Brown froze for a moment and asked, "What do you want to express?"

"However, Knowsley was not there on the day of the incident. He did not go home, and he has been missing since that day." The sheriff said, "We have reason to suspect that he has something to do with this case."

Mrs. Brown said unhappily: "I came to you to report Northley's disappearance, not to tell you that Northley might be the murderer."

"Of course I know that, ma'am," said the Inspector, "but I have to tell you a few things, because it rained heavily on the night of the crime and the garden was very muddy, and the police found a string of shoe prints in the Cullens garden. , can you match the shoe size that Nosley wears?"

Mrs. Brown put her hands over her mouth in shock.

In Hadfield Manor, Northley has been lying in bed for two whole days. Since he came back, he has been unwilling to eat or talk, and often tears with his eyes open. Morton has nothing to do. He put the prepared The food was placed on the bedside, took a sip of milk, lowered his head and kissed Nosley's lips, and fed the milk in his mouth to his mouth. Nosley struggled, and Morton pressed him despite his objections, and finished feeding a cup milk.

Nosri's eyes were slightly red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to eat."

It was impossible for Morton to give him room for negotiation. He kissed his lips and said, "No, you have to eat."

Nosley sat up suddenly, he had no strength in his body, got off the bed, took two steps and fell on the carpet, spit all the milk he just drank on the ground, choked him very badly, and couldn't help crying.

Morton asked the old housekeeper to find a servant to tidy up, picked Nosley up and put him back on the bed, and wiped away his tears himself.

"Morton, Morton." Nosley hugged Morton and shouted with trembling lips, "Aren't I in a dream? I must be in a dream, and everything is fake. When will I wake up? "

Morton held him quietly until he fell asleep.