[Quick Transmigration] Your feelings

With the return of the banquet, the mission of Vulcan City has finally been settled.To say that the only variable is that the future bishop they rescued, Rhett, resolutely left the church after being rescued by them, came to the Blood Hunter Association, and asked to become a blood hunter.

And when Yan was blocked by a familiar blond boy at the door of the dormitory building, he only knew about it from the other party. "So?" Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for his next words.

After many days, when I saw Yan again, Reid suddenly became anxious: "So... I, I think, can I be your apprentice, Mr. Yan?"

Yan laughed, "I'm not a good teacher... Besides, your behavior is too capricious, the bishop will come and arrest you sooner or later."

"No!" Reid shouted suddenly, his big reaction actually startled Yan a little bit, and Reid himself obviously realized it, smiled embarrassedly, blushed and whispered Say, "I just want to follow you, Mr. Yan... I also want to be as strong as you."

Reid had personally seen how the banquet brought him out of the castle surrounded by blood clans step by step. The powerful and beautiful banquet was like a burning flame, which made him eager to get close to it.

Yan raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. The time he agreed with Fogg was approaching.So he said impatiently, "We'll wait until you've settled the bishop and the Association." After that, his eyes fell lightly on Rhett again, with a hint of ridicule, "However, with your slender With a weak appearance, I want to be a blood hunter, but with all due respect, Mr. Xiao, I’m afraid it’s impossible.”

"Did you tell him so directly?" In the coffee shop, Fogg asked in surprise.

Yan stirred the coffee, glanced at him lazily, "Yes, is there anything wrong?"

Fogg pondered: "It's not too much... But, since he dared to come here alone, maybe he has already made a firm plan?"

"Come on," Yan said disapprovingly, "A child like him who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, how can he bear the hardship of being us?" They are all criminal blood clans, and there are not a few extremely vicious people. It is not an exaggeration to say that their profession is to lick blood with the tip of a knife.

Fogg smiled and said, "Speaking of which, isn't it the same when Yan was a child?" As soon as he said the words, Fogg immediately realized that he had made a mistake, "Oh no... Yan, I shouldn't have brought it up, sorry." He Five years older than Yan, because of his parents, he has been in contact with Yan since he was a child. After Yan's family had an accident, he even took care of Yan for a long time.

Yan smiled nonchalantly, "It's nothing, I'm not a child anymore, Fogg," as he said this, his eyes gradually dimmed, "However, he will be killed sooner or later, that guy. "

Fogg was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "For so many years, he has disappeared."

Yan took a sip of coffee, and seemed to suppress the impetuous anger in his heart, "Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to seek revenge from him." As long as he was mentioned, Yan couldn't help gnashing his teeth, peeling off his haughty and indifferent skin in an instant, Expose the heart full of holes and hatred.

Fogg slowly said: "For so many years, the association has been searching for him... But, Yan, no matter how much crime he has committed, he is always the second generation, a duke... In fact, it is difficult for us to really what to do to him."

Yan sneered, "I know." He always felt that this was one of the reasons why he couldn't find any trace of him for so many years!In order to maintain the so-called peace between human beings and blood races, the Association is likely to expose the incidents of the past and let his Hughtwood family die in vain!

Before Yan's eyes, the scene of that blood-red night ten years ago, when that evil man broke into his house, killed his parents and snatched away his younger brother seemed to reappear again!

"Yan, calm down," Falk saw that his mood had become unstable, he quickly comforted him, and changed the subject, "We are here to discuss a new mission, a new mission! Sooner or later we will find that guy, don't worry!"

Yan glanced at him sideways, calmed down, and knew that he had lost his composure, so he continued on the topic, "Aren't you going to talk about a new mission?"

Fogg nodded, secretly relieved, and the two began to discuss the next task.This time their mission is in a city they rarely set foot in - Savalentin.This is an emerging city with a dense population and a developed economy. It is one of the most prosperous cities in Europe.Because the density of human beings is too high, most vampires are unwilling to choose to live in such a city—although their physical fitness is stronger than that of humans, it is like falling into an ant colony, which often causes them discomfort and crisis feel.

"There may be more than one mission target this time," Falk said. "Nearly 20 people have died in the past half month, and two of them are families."

Yan frowned, "The crime of murder?"

Fogg nodded, "That's right." Their so-called crime of homicide refers to the killing of human beings for non-predation purposes.

"There is no excuse for this crime." Yan put down his coffee cup heavily, his tone cold.

The group began preparations for a new mission.On the eve of departure, the two were called to the office by old Henry.

Old Henry was still smoking his pipe as always, and raised his cloudy but shrewd withered eyes from among the piles of files, looking at them, "This time I added a kid to you."

The two moved their eyes to the other person standing in the room, Yan frowned again, and Fogg said in surprise: "No way...Old Henry, did you really accept him?"

Old Henry shrugged, "No way, I'm also surprised that the little gentleman's bishop father sent a letter himself."

"No, he can't do anything." Unexpectedly, Yan, who has always been indifferent, stood up and refused this time. "We can't guarantee his safety during the battle."

"I can do it, Mr. Yan," Little Rhett clenched his fists and said excitedly, "Although I'm not very good at fighting, please believe me, I can help you in other aspects!"

Yan still had a cold look, "No, if you say no, you can't."

He was so resolute that even Fogg was surprised.Old Henry finally interjected, and as usual, he tapped his pipe on the table vigorously, drawing everyone's attention to him, then cleared his throat, and said, "Yan, after our inspection, Rhett is right Vampires have a high sensitivity, which is very helpful for you in a big city like Savalentin, which is full of turbulent atmosphere. Moreover," he glanced at Rhett, and thought about his choice of words, "well, you see Boys, Rhett's appearance is also very lovable, isn't it? Vampires who commit murder may like Rhett more than banquets."

After all, he grew up in the church, with blond hair and blue eyes, with a halo of holiness, something that the lurkers in the dark hate and covet.

After hearing his words, Yan was silent for a moment, then stared into Rhett's eyes, and slowly asked, "Are you sure, Rhett? Even if you risk being defiled by dirty and evil vampires, you still want to go with us." ?”

Reid nodded without the slightest hesitation, his green eyes were full of enthusiasm and persistence, "I'm sure."

On the carriage heading to Savalentin, Fogg looked at the somewhat restrained Rhett, amazed, and said with a smile: "Little Rhett, compared to the last time we met, you are much more courageous this time." Less."

Hearing this, Reid smiled shyly, glanced at Yan who was leaning on the side and pretended to be asleep, and said, "I was inspired by Mr. Yan."

"Yan?" Fogg laughed, glanced at his partner, and joked, "I didn't expect Yan to become a role model one day."

Reid's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't help arguing: "Mr. Yan is very good! One day I want to be like Mr. Yan!"

Fogg chuckled, overjoyed.

After a whole day of running around, they arrived in Savalentin, and it was already late at night when they arrived.But in a big city like Savalentin, even late at night, there are still many people on the streets, including homeless people, hawkers, and workers who leave work late at night.

The three arrived at the city police station, where they were received by the sheriff.

"You are here at last, please handle the case with me as soon as possible." The sheriff was clearly devastated by this matter.The murder case this time was bad in nature, and most of the powerful capitalists in the city were atheists. They didn't believe in the so-called vampires at all, and they insisted that the police station shirked their responsibility and indulged perverted murders. Crazy, this will have a great impact on the credibility of their police station, so they must solve the case as soon as possible.

"Then please take us to the autopsy first." Fogg also saw his impatience, so he didn't mention the rest for the time being.

Several people came to the morgue, inspected the corpse, and listened to the sheriff's account of the case.

"The first case occurred on December [-]rd. The deceased was a young woman who died on the way home... On December [-]th, the family entered and murdered. All three members of the family died, and the seven-year-old son lost all blood." The sheriff looked at the three too young people, even though it was deep winter, his face was still dripping with sweat, "What do you guys think?"

Fogg put down the white cloth covering the body, looked up at the sheriff with a serious face, "From the preliminary judgment, they should be right."

The sheriff breathed a sigh of relief and smiled a little, "That's great." Facing Fogg's strange gaze, the sheriff realized that his words were inappropriate, and quickly changed his words, "No, gentlemen, that's not what I meant— —I mean, dealing with them should be your specialty."

"Then please give us a map of the crime area, and we will start tracking tomorrow night," Fokker said, apologetically, "We have been on the road for a day, and we are too tired to work today, please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's okay," the sheriff showed a considerate look, "Please rest well today, the hotel is also ready, it is the most comfortable Ritz Hotel in Savalentin."

Falk smiled, "Thank you."

The few people had just finished exchanging pleasantries, when a little policeman rushed in hurriedly outside, "It's not good, Sheriff!"

The police chief looked worried, and reprimanded: "Didn't you see that there are customers? What are you doing in such a panic?! Always remember, you are a policeman!"

The little policeman took a few breaths and suppressed his panic, "Yes, Mr. Sheriff!"

Only then was the sheriff satisfied, and asked calmly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Then the policeman took a deep breath and loudly reported to his immediate superior: "Our patrolmen--Hal and Rachel, have been attacked, Mr. Sheriff!"

"What?!" The sheriff turned pale with shock.

"Already on the way back, sir!" said the policeman, worried. "It looks like the gang of killers did it!" This little policeman is also a staunch atheist.

Hearing this, Fogg smiled bitterly, and said, "Oh, Mr. Sheriff, it seems that we can't rest tonight, do you think so?" He looked at his two companions, and the latter had no objection.

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