After binding the system I was forced to dress in women [Quick Transmigration]

In the prison of the barracks, Wilson fell to the ground tied up, with a cloth towel stuffed in his mouth, and he could only whine angrily.

Edward was wearing gloves, rolled up his eyelids, checked around, and shook his head at Auston after a while.

Alston: "Are you sure? Take a closer look?"

Edward took off his gloves helplessly, patted him on the chest, and said as he walked out, "If you say there is no abnormality, then it is not."

Auston frowned unwillingly: "Then what's his situation today, lost his mind?"

"I don't know." Edward seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he knew what his expression was now without looking back: "Young man, don't frown all the time, and can you change your impulsive temper? How many people have you offended this time?"

Tonight, Auston ignored the obstruction of Wilson's family, even without Duke Howard's face, and forcibly brought him back. Now he is locked in this prison, and I am afraid that someone will trouble him before dawn.

But Auston didn't bother to care about that, followed Edward to the outside, hesitated for a while and said in a low voice: "You said... Are there really vampires in the world?"

Edward paused, finally looked sideways, and asked amusedly, "Didn't you never believe this?"

Auston looked solemn: "I just think this incident is too weird. No matter how clever the murderer is, he killed 7 people in a row. After a month has passed, there must be something wrong, but we don't even have any clues. It's really not like Humans can do it."

After speaking, an inhumanly beautiful face suddenly flashed in his mind, but he quickly ignored it.

There is no problem after monitoring for so long, let alone...

"So you'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go?" Ed was teasing, and glanced into the cell, "Well... If you really doubt it, I remember you have a sterling silver pendant, why don't you take it and try?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Oston raised his hand very slightly, as if he was habitually trying to caress the pendant on his heart, but then he didn't know what he thought of, and his face became a little weird.

"Huh?" Edward raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously.

The pendant was still in the hands of the man named Eden Spencer, Alston thought, he actually forgot to ask for the pendant back at the end of the day, and the man didn't have the consciousness to return it afterwards, and every time he met him, he would always ask for it. Very natural, as if you have never seen a pendant at all.

And what's even more strange is that he couldn't explain why he didn't really want to come back.

"Lost it?" Edward observed his expression suspiciously, "I remember it was one of your mother's relics."

Auston pursed his lips: "No."

Seeing that he felt a little guilty for no reason, Edward narrowed his long and narrow eyes with a playful expression, diluting a little the scholarly look in his brows.

Facing his scorching gaze, Auston lowered his eyes uncomfortably. After a while, he heard Edward say with a smile, "I have a chance to bring it over to see."

Auston knew that he was wrong, and quickly denied it: "No..." But he stopped before he spoke, because he didn't know how to explain it.

Edward patted him on the shoulder meaningfully, and with the tone of someone who has been there, he was melancholy and relieved: "Needless to say, I understand that although you are still young, don't let go easily if you decide, and don't regret it when you miss it."

Auston hesitated to speak, and finally chose not to explain, as if he had acquiesced.

Sure enough, as expected, a large group of people gathered at Wilson's house before dawn. Earl Wilson's face was gloomy, and Mrs. Wilson didn't even want the basic etiquette of a lady, she almost sat on the ground and cried She cursed at Howling Street, saying that Auston detained her son for no reason, and claimed that she would seek justice before His Majesty.

There was so much commotion that even the Duke of Westminster came forward. Auston was so annoyed that he had to let him go.

Nick Wilson was locked up for one night. When he was helped by his family to go out, he looked back at Oston behind him, and saw the man with his jaw raised slightly, his aloof appearance, and the previous treatment of him in the prison. Insult, endless hatred welled up in his heart, it was this person who overwhelmed himself everywhere, as if he would never be able to match him!She could only be trampled under his feet, begging him for mercy crying bitterly!

Wilson hated it, but there was nothing he could do.

Snapped--

A crisp applause broke the tranquility of the morning, and Earl Wilson blushed with anger. There was no sound in the spacious hall, and the servants all lowered their heads, not daring to look.

Earl Wilson was still angry after being slapped, and wanted to slap him a second time, but when he raised his hand, someone grabbed him.

Mrs. Wilson has been haggard a lot after this night, she has no makeup on her face, her unhappy marriage made her age early, her eyes are full of wrinkles, her cheek muscles are slack, and there are two deep decrees engraved on her pretending majesty all the year round. pattern.

She held her husband's hand tightly with both hands, crying and begging: "Master, stop beating, he is your son!"

Earl Wilson looked at her face, which was getting uglier due to crying, and felt annoyed for no reason. He couldn't understand why the beautiful woman who had touched his heart when he was young became like this, so he shook off her hand severely, and sternly He said: "This trash is also worthy of being my son? Biting? It was the Russell family who bit me. I was humiliated in front of so many people. Now everyone in the city is saying that the heir to the Wilson family is a lunatic!"

When Mrs. Wilson heard this, her heart felt cold immediately, and she even forgot to lift the hem of her skirt, and knelt down, almost tripped over by the panniers, and was in a mess: "Nick is just too tired recently, he is not like this usually! "

"It's because you dote on him too much...he is a waste..."

"No, no..."

……

Nick Wilson was pulled by his mother to kneel on the ground, bowed his head, and listened to all this indifferently. This kind of drama has been staged countless times in his 20 years of life. This so-called couple is really more ridiculous than the other.

Nick was locked in the room and thought about it. Earl Wilson ordered that servants not be allowed to come and serve him. At night, the whole floor was empty, and only his room was lit.

With his arms behind his head, Nick lay idly on the bed. The food on the bedside table was already completely cold. He had been hungry all day, but he had no desire to eat.

He quietly recalled his behavior during this period, and he always had a strange feeling, especially last night, seeing Isabella's undeniable love for Alston, he was almost crazy with jealousy, originally he just wanted to He wanted to have a good talk with her, but for some reason he lost control later on, and even wanted to bite her to death. If her maid hadn't blocked her, it would have been Isabella who spattered blood on the spot last night.

Fortunately, it was only a maid who was bitten, otherwise even if Auston did not arrest him, the Russell family would not let him go.

Nick turned over and changed his posture, his face pressed against the smooth silk pillow, and his brows frowned slightly when he thought of something.

Recently, he seems to always hear something when he sleeps at night, and he will find some strange things when he wakes up. On the ground, the most exaggerated time was to sleep directly in the corridor. Occasionally, there would be blood on his body, but his body was not injured, but he had no memory of what happened halfway.

Could he be sleepwalking?

Nick couldn't figure it out, and stroked his hair irritably. His stomach was throbbing with hunger, but looking at the food without appetite, he could only feel a nausea.

"Is there anyone outside? Come on, I'm hungry!"

No one answered him.

Nick cursed resentfully, blew out the lamp, lifted the quilt and lay down, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep, trying to defeat hunger with invincible sleep.

There is no moon tonight, heavy black clouds cover the night, and even the dim starlight is stingy.

The night was getting darker.

Nick didn't sleep well. In the middle of the night, he seemed to hear that familiar voice again, which stirred something in his body.

He gradually felt that he couldn't breathe, his chest heaved violently, and his panting sound became even rougher and unpleasant in this silent night.

In the mist, he heard someone chuckle, "Are you uncomfortable?" the man asked, his ethereal voice sounded a little weird.

uncomfortable.Nick wanted to say, but his throat seemed to be filled with lead, and no matter what, he couldn't make a sound.

He couldn't open his eyes either. In the darkness, above his invisible chest, a black shadow was shrouded, slowly elongating, as if it had become the outline of some kind of animal. The front paws made of black mist caressed his cheek, The voice was filled with regret and compassion.

"I thought you would be a good pet, but unfortunately..."

The next day, Witlands woke up in the bright morning sun. Yu Fu stood in front of the window and stretched his waist, jokingly said: "It's dawn, let me guess, was it Christmas Eve last night? Or was it a werewolf?"

The system sneered: "You thought you were playing Werewolf?"

Yu Fu nodded seriously, and went to the mirror to put on his clothes: "Yes, I am a prophet. Someone died last night. The person who died may be a civilian, or a werewolf killed himself. Then we can boldly assume... ..."

Before he finished speaking, the system mercilessly interrupted his train of thought, and asked without sincerity, "What if it's a god?"

"Impossible!" Yu Fu resolutely pointed at his nose, "God is here!"

System: "Oh, let me ask this prophet, who do you think will be the wolf?"

Yu Fu narrowed his eyes: "Well...I guess that Nick is an iron wolf."

The system drew a long voice, and it sounded a little malicious: "Oh——what about your 'enemy' with narrow roads?"

"Him?" Yu Fu blinked, stopped tying the ribbon on his collar, with a smile in his eyes: "Then he must be a hunter, the kind who will take me away without thinking when he dies..."

While he was joking with the system, he was slowly putting on his coat when Tracy knocked on the door.

"Master, are you up?"

Yu Fu: "Come in."

After ten seconds.

"What! You said Nick Wilson is dead!" Yu Fu couldn't understand.

Transy nodded politely: "Yes, I heard that he died suddenly, and the state of death was very..." He paused, as if looking for a more suitable word, "Indecent."

Yu Fu fell silent.

System: "Oh, congratulations to this prophet, the werewolf has started the knife game, and you can lie down and win when the werewolf collapses in the later stage."

At this moment, Yu Fu didn't bother to answer his sarcastic remarks, and asked with a cold face, "How is Auston?"

Tracy looked up at him, a little surprised that this was the first question he asked, but she still replied calmly: "The Wilson family believes that the death of little Wilson is related to Viscount Alston, and now they are blocking him. To take him to the king and let him pay for his life is very tough."

Yu Fu's face turned cold. As soon as Auston released him, something happened to him. No matter what the facts were, the Wilson family would definitely kill him.

Tracy noticed that the master seemed a little uneasy, but he didn't think too much about it, "But according to the power of the Westminster family, I guess the Viscount will be fine."

"Help me prepare the carriage, I'll go out."

"Eh? When did you have such a good relationship with Auston?" Simon's eyes widened, staring at Yu Fu like a monster.

Yu Fu: "..." This guy is so sensitive!

However, he only had a slight smile on his face, leaned back slowly, even crossed his legs gracefully and gracefully, so as to cover up some emotions, shrugged: "I just heard some interesting things, and I want to ask you about it , after all, you have better news."

Simon looked at him and blinked slyly: "You mean I'm a gossip?"

Yu Fu smiled and said nothing.

Simon shook his head and laughed: "You, why don't you just cover it up hypocritically?" He raised his hand and handed Yu Fu a cup of black tea, "Let's put it this way, Wilson died last night, you already know that, right?"

Yu Fu nodded.

Simon continued, his face wrinkled more and more: "But I heard that he died...um...horribly, as if his whole body was drained, and he turned into a mummy..."

Yu Fu listened to him patiently: "So the Wilson family wants Auston's life?"

Simon smiled disdainfully, "Hey, that also depends on their ability! Auston is domineering..." At this point, he suddenly raised his eyes inexplicably and glanced at Yu Yu, and changed his words: "Auston is young and promising, the family Few people can match the power, who will take his life?"

Yu Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..."

Yu Fu raised his mind again.

Simon stared straight at him, as if he found his reaction amused, tapped his chin with his fingers, narrowed his eyes and shook his big fox tail: "But...it's hard for another person."

"Who?" Yu Fu was curious.

Simon didn't intend to be secretive either. He stuffed a piece of tea into his mouth and spoke vaguely: "Edward Brown, a civilian doctor with no family power, is an old friend of Auston's. It was more interesting to go to the cell with him that night. What's more..." A spark of gossip suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his whole body changed from a fox to a passionate cannonball, just waiting for Yu Fu to ignite, and then crackle and explode.

Yu Fu took over the business skillfully: "What is it?"

Simon's firecracker was ignited, he sat up straight, leaned forward, held his hand involuntarily, and was so excited: "Do you know Queen Catherine, Auston's sister#￥%@*..."

Yu Fu was dumbfounded as he finished his sadomasochism story. The content was actually very clichéd. It was a BE love story in which a down-and-out genius doctor fell in love with an aristocratic lady. Especially good at telling stories, so the ups and downs are especially heart-piercing.

It's embarrassing, cross-class love always seldom ends well.

Yu Fu quickly digested it, adjusted his expression, and asked, "So?"

Simon was shocked that his reaction was so flat. When he told Anna, the silly girl cried for a whole week, didn't think about food and drink, and even cried several times to the pillow, babbling nonsense every day, "Why do people who love each other so much?" Can't be together?" He was almost beaten up by the old man.

Simon spread his hands: "That Edward happens to be a doctor, and now the Wilson family insists that he is an evil witch doctor, an accomplice, and a devil under Satan's command, and they will hand him over to the church for execution."

Yu Fu raised his eyebrows: "Are they planning to bring Auston to be buried with him if he can't kill him?"

Simon: "The problem is that not only the Wilson family wants him dead, but even His Majesty..." He looked around cautiously, put his hand over his mouth and whispered, "I want him dead too."

The author has something to say: I have been waiting for a long time!bow!