[Quick Transmigration] Your feelings

"Oh my Charlie!" Seeing her son lying on the hospital bed, Mrs. Steele rushed over crying and held her son's hand tightly, "Charlie! Charlie, look at your mother!" When she received the news that her son had been attacked by a vampire in the early hours of the morning, she was terrified.

"Ma'am," Fogg said kindly, looking at the boy on the hospital bed who frowned slightly and showed an even more uncomfortable expression, "I advise you to stop barking, your son is fine. —and, he needs quiet now."

"Yes, Carrie," Mr. Steele also frowned, yelling at his wife in a low voice, "You haven't thanked Charlie's savior yet!" The vampire hunter unexpectedly rescued his son by accident.

Mrs. Steele wiped away her tears, went up to the two young men, and bowed to them. "I'm sorry I lost my temper—thank you, thank you! It's hard to imagine where Charlie would be without you!"

"He will die, no different from those thirteen people." The black-haired boy said bluntly, he was really tired of such things, "I think your son, as a young and beautiful boy, should have Such self-awareness—about my attraction to those scum."

Fresh, attractive and bold young people, preferably left alone late at night, are always the favorite prey of vampires.

Immediately, the other three present showed embarrassing expressions.

"Yan!" Fogg said helplessly, apologizing to the Steelers, "I'm sorry, that's how Yan talks... Well, I think we should give him some tolerance, after all, he is only 19 years old, I think so of."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Mr. Steele smiled, "A hero is a boy! Then, two, let's go back to the police station and talk, er, I mean about that..."

"Vampire," Fogg reminded.

"Yes, vampire." Mr. Steele frowned, and muttered in a low voice, "There is such a thing, what a hell."

Lenning City Police Department.

After Yan and Fogg saw the thirteen corpses and the relevant information of five disappearance cases, they were basically sure that they were all done by vampires.

"These thirteen corpses were all found in dark alleys, hidden corners of bars, and dilapidated remote houses. The time of death was from eleven o'clock to two o'clock at night. The blood of the two corpses was sucked dry, which is the embodiment of vampires who are nocturnal, solitary, and feed on blood." Falk said, "And the victims were all between the ages of 16 and 25. Young men and women, which is also in the range of vampires' preferred prey."

"And what about the disappearance?" Sheriff Sdell asked.

Fogg replied: "Vampires are an ancient race with extremely strict rank divisions. Those who are not hunted on the spot should be brought to their loyal masters by the lower vampires." Boys and girls not only have a pure body, but also have a vigorous vitality and appearance like a flower, just like a delicate delicacy, those ordinary vampires have no right to enjoy it.

"Then, Mr. Fogg," asked Sheriff Sdell, "what about the drug-like state they died in?"

Fogg replied with a smile: "Although they hunt humans, they are arty and hedonistic races. Therefore, their fangs have a special toxin, which can bring supreme pleasure to the prey when enjoying the prey. This is their so-called 'death at the peak of happiness'. Some vampires take advantage of this advantage. After hunting suitable prey, they are not in a hurry to eat the prey, but choose to use this toxin Feed them, make their addicted subjects slaves, hunt them more food." Suddenly noticing Lied, who was cowering aside, he said to Mr. Steele, "Look, this guy is an example."

"Hmm..." Sergeant Sdell looked at the thin boy in front of him. Except for his timid eyes, he couldn't see anything different from ordinary people. He would become a traitor to human beings.

"But according to the current situation, they should be very powerful. Why did they take such a troublesome method?" Sergeant Sdell asked again with a spirit of curiosity.

Fogg also answered patiently: "Because their numbers are far smaller than humans, and they can only be active at night, cultivating a human servant can not only help them find more delicious food, but also make them enjoy being subjugated." The pleasure of the vampire—you know, even within the vampire population, there are ranks. Of course, the most important thing is that if they go out too frequently, they are easy to be captured by hunters like us.” Today The guy who was killed mercilessly by Yan in the evening is a typical example.

"Okay, Fogg," Yan said impatiently, interrupting Fogg's very teacher-like science popularization behavior, "The night is almost over, it's time to find a place to sleep."

Sergeant Steele immediately said enthusiastically: "The hotel has been prepared for the two of you. You have worked hard tonight. Please rest well."

"Thank you, Mr. Steele." Fogg smiled.His partner had jumped off the table and stood impatiently waiting for him, so Fogg stood up, noticing Lied who was cowering aside, and said to Sergeant Steele: "Sir, please take care of me." Take care of the boy, and we'll come get him when night comes."

Before going out, Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around and said coldly to Sergeant Sdell: "Sir, please issue an injunction, so that young people in the city will try not to go out at night until the matter is resolved—I don't want to Then I will deal with this kind of death due to ignorance for you."

In the hotel, under the ambiguous eyes of the waiter at the front desk, the two returned the two single rooms prepared for them by the police station and changed them into a double room. In order to prevent vampires from attacking and retaliating, the association requires blood hunters to go out to perform tasks. living together.

Fogg washed away the dust all the way in the bathroom, and when he came out wrapped in a towel, his partner, Oriental Beauty Banquet, was sitting on a chair and wiping his favorite knife.It was a sharp and slender silver knife, dyed with the blood of countless vampires; the handle was engraved with sharp bamboo leaves—it was a plant favored by oriental people, and Yan went to southern Europe to find someone to make it.

Fogg walked over while wiping his hair, and when Yan looked up, Fogg's wheat-colored eight-pack abs came into view.The boy flicked the knife, startling Fogg, "Yan, are you going to murder your partner?"

"How many times have I told you, Falk," the young man slowly retracted the knife into the scabbard, squinting his eyes in disgust, and looked at his sturdy figure of nearly 1.9 meters. The more he looked, the more upset he was, "Put on well Get your clothes out of the bathroom."

"Banquet," Fogg shrugged and threw the towel on the back of the chair. "Don't be so reserved. This is a break after all."

"Is this my problem, Fogg?" Yan propped his chin, his moist eyes slightly raised, charming and moving without knowing it, "I think everyone in the association should come to see you like this. "To be honest, Fogg is tall, and the towel on his body can't stop anything except surrounding his little brother.

"Okay, Yan, I admit defeat." Fogg raised his hands resignedly, took out his pajamas and changed into them—hell, after working with Yan as a partner, he actually got into the habit of wearing pajamas when he went out!

"Yan, what do you think of this vampire activity in Lenning City?" Everything was in order, Fokke started to perform the duties of blood hunting, and discussed with his partner.

"According to the data," the young man nestled on the sofa with his teacup in his arms, like a kitten resting, with a lazy voice, "Lunning City has not seen such a large-scale hunting incident in more than 100 years. Now suddenly There is a commotion, it should be that some big person sleeping near the city of Lenning is about to wake up, no, he has already woken up."

"The source of power has revealed the sweet spring again, so the subordinates who are vampires with their tails between their tails in the territory also started to be presumptuous?" Fokker said.

"Hmm, that's probably true," Yan licked his lower lip, showing a slightly excited expression, "I really care—who is it that wakes up?"

Seeing his state of mind, Fogg couldn't help calling out worriedly, "Hey, hey, Yan! It's true that you are strong, but you can't underestimate the power of a vampire—in case it's a three-generation blood race, just the two of us, Can't handle it."

"Tch, are you underestimating me?" Yan glanced at him coldly, gently stroking the cold love knife with his fingers, deep hatred and murderous desire appeared in his eyes.If he can't kill even three generations, then how will he avenge his family...

"Actually, not necessarily," Fogg looked at Yan's suddenly stern look, and couldn't help joking to ease the atmosphere, "Don't they like beautiful things the most? If Yan uses beauty tricks, maybe it will work? "

The young man snorted coldly, "Only the weak need such inferior means."

"Oh, Yan is acting like this again. I don't even know how cute I am when I get angry." Fogg teased.

"Hmph, the old rules." Seeing Fogg started to play tricks again, Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, put the knife by the pillow, quickly got into the bed, wrapped himself up, and closed his eyes, "It won't be until six in the afternoon Do not wake me up."

Throughout the sunny day, the two blood hunters followed the schedule of their prey and spent it in sleep.It wasn't until dusk that Fogg woke up his partner, and under the rose-colored sunset, he once again sincerely praised the moving beauty of his partner when he opened his eyes.Of course, as always, it's right not to get the attention of the beauty.

The two blood hunters were ready and went to the police station to extract their human detector—Mr. Lieder. Before setting out to find the vampires who hunted, Fogg felt it necessary to ask Lieder.

"Lied, how many prey have you seduced for your vampire master?" Fogg asked gently.

"Only, only Charlie..." the boy murmured.

Fogg laughed.What a failed servant, but it is also bad news for them, because it proves that in this small city, there are still more vampires lurking out to hunt.

"Okay then, Lid, can I trouble you to sense now, which direction is the nearest vampire?" Falk asked politely.In front of ordinary people, he is an absolute gentleman.

Lid was obviously more relaxed in front of Fokker than when he was facing a nonsensical banquet. He closed his eyes, felt the pulling feeling carefully, then opened his eyes timidly, pointed to the north, "About there."

"Well done." Falk smiled, "Let's go, let's go together."

Then, there appeared such a scene on a small road in the north of Lenning City: under the dark moon and high wind, a thin boy was walking alone. sweet breath.From the hiding place, a pair of scarlet eyes eagerly watched...

Lide only felt a violent cold wind blowing behind him, and then there was a sharp cry of pain. He ran away and turned around, only to see a man covered in pitch black with a silver knife pierced through his left shoulder and nailed to the ground. That surprisingly handsome but also frighteningly ferocious young man pressed one leg on the man's back, holding a long knife in his hand and violently stirred at his wound.

From Lide's angle, he could clearly see how the man's penetrating wound was scorched by the silver knife, and how his face was distorted in pain, his eyes were bright red, and his fangs were bulging. He was so scared that he took another two steps back and slumped on the ground.

"Okay, okay, Yan, don't kill it." Even Fogg couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up to stop it.

"Don't let it know that it hurts a little," Yan replied coldly, but the movements of his hands stopped after all, "How can it answer obediently?"

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