[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

【Adele】

Box five is empty.

I looked at Grenouille, and Leicester was also looking at him. The excitement that had just been raised seemed to have cooled down by more than half: "Where is the person? Grenouille, you are not lying to me, are you?"

Let's never lie.I glared at him dissatisfied: "Lester, you said it was a bit strange before, didn't you? And the vampire's nose is a decoration? You can't smell if there was anyone here just now?"

Lester snorted, leaning his slender body half against another intact wall, with his arms folded and his chin raised slightly, his sculpted handsome face showed a bit of arrogance and pride: "You're right, From your point of view, our noses are indeed decorations, and nothing can arouse our olfactory interest except blood."

Then he added: "There was indeed a living person here just now, with very good blood, young and full of vitality, but now..." Lester frowned: "I can't smell it anymore."

To put it bluntly, although vampires have a keen sense of smell, they are different from humans. For example, our food is completely unattractive to their noses.I nodded, expressing my understanding: "That is to say, your sense of smell is far worse than Jean's!"

Lester raised his eyebrows, his expression was not necessarily reconciled, but he didn't refute.

I think it must be because it was the perfume from Grasse, which made him very "impressed", even if he was arrogant, he had to admit Grenouille's talent in such things.

Hehe, speaking of that bottle of perfume, Lester has another place that can be laughed at in the future.

"it's here."

When I was talking with Lester, Grenouille was lying on the ground intently. At this time, he looked up at me, and then lightly tapped a certain floor tile.

Miracles happen at this moment.

The floor tiles fell quickly and silently, revealing a deep and secret passage. Because of the poor light, it was impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Jean stared straight at me with his clear and bright eyes, asking for my opinion.

I glanced at Lester.He immediately shrugged and said, "I don't care, the darkness has no effect on my vision."

"No, that's not what I'm thinking about," I shook my head, pointing to the holed, wind-leaking wall behind me, "I was thinking if we all went in, who would pay for the opera house?"

Lester's face immediately became ugly: "Why should I stay?"

"Because you broke it, the guy who wreaks havoc everywhere." I laughed.I admit that this sentence was meant to tease him a little bit, but since he has no objection, then...

"Let's all go in together." I held Grenouille's hand tightly, and he stiffened for a moment, then he held mine back tightly, and whispered: "Adele, don't let me go, next It's very big and will get lost."

Lester jumped first, and I heard him let out a small exclamation: "Tsk tsk, this is really..."

My curiosity was piqued by the wonder that Lester had lived so many years for a well-informed man.But this hole is a bit high, I am short, and I stayed in the last one, so I dare not jump.

"Jean," I was a little embarrassed, "can you hold me down? It's a bit tall for me."

"Hold, hug you? Okay... okay, you can..." The light below was dim, and I couldn't see Grenouille's expression clearly, but felt that his voice was inexplicably tense.

What is he nervous about?

I soon ran out of thoughts to think about it.

Mirrors, all mirrors.

When you come down from that cave, you will be surrounded by a not-so-large dark space. From near to far, countless large mirrors are slowly rotating, like an exquisite maze. You can’t see the exit, and all you see is the mirror of myself.

If the rotation of these mirrors is not controlled by humans, but the result of mechanical operation, it is really a very delicate mechanism.

"Follow me." Grenouille held my hand tightly, and walked towards a certain mirror firmly. I thought I would hit it straight, but who knew that there was just a gap on the right side of the slowly rotating mirror , After stepping over, looking back at the maze of mirrors, we found that we were already outside the maze.

"Hey, wait a minute, wait for me." Lester leaned sideways and got out of the smaller and smaller gap, then looked at the dark tunnel in front of him and frowned: "It's a long way, it won't be another Labyrinth?"

"He found us. The road here was not like this at the beginning." Grenoye said.

Lester couldn't believe it: "Don't be kidding, just now you were in box No. [-], and you can actually figure out the original way here by smell?"

I stood up and spoke for Grenouille again: "It's a very simple matter for him, don't always make a fuss, Leicester."

"Okay, then you lead the way, move quickly," Lester shrugged, and I could feel the faintly suppressed excitement when he spoke, "Now I want to know more and more about this guy who built a palace under the Opera House. who?"

Well, I also want to know, besides that person, who else has the ability to build such a huge palace with complicated mechanisms under the opera house.

Up to now, I have vaguely guessed that this may be another movie that impressed me deeply.

If it is, then the character we are about to meet is also a very great but unknown genius.

【Jean Grenouille】

The man noticed our intrusion.

My gut told me he wasn't friendly and didn't want us to find out.So as we go deeper, the path of the maze is constantly changing, and he never showed up, just intending to let us walk out of the opera house through a certain sewer, instead of going to the underground center of the theater-where he is.

What he didn't know was that although the maze was changing, he remained motionless, and it was precisely his unchanging scent that guided me so that I could find him as quickly as possible.

"Unexpectedly, there is a small lake formed by groundwater under the opera house," Lester said while rowing the boat easily, looking around.There are many traces of artificial carving here. In order to block the moisture, there are double-layer walls on the top of the head, which are thick and firm. There is even a house on the shore of the lake. The lights inside are on. I am sure there is a matching water and sewage system here and heating system.

"Who would live underground?" Lester paddled towards the shore with great interest.

He seemed to have forgotten that the hosts did not welcome us, and that we had come uninvited, and he should say something about it.

A few strange noises sounded, and something under the lake was rowing towards our boat.

Getting closer.

It's a giant python.

It looks like its first target will be Leicester.

I don't think I'm obliged to warn this guy.

"Ah!" Adele suddenly screamed beside me. At this time, a huge black shadow rushed up from the calm lake. I quickly hugged Adele into my arms, and the sound of splashing water The big water splash wet the whole boat, the boat swayed and almost capsized.

Lester jumped onto the python's neck.

"Just so I'm a little hungry tonight," said Lester.

Oh, I think it’s better not to let Adele watch the next scene. I don’t care, but I don’t think Adele will like it. After all, it’s not a wonderful picture to show fangs and suck the blood of a snake. I’ve seen dead bodies before. She will be afraid every now and then.

"I still miss the smell of human blood." Lester, who stood on the boat again, licked his bright red lips. At this moment, the smell from his body was extremely unpleasant, and I frowned.

That's when I smelled another scent approaching.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind, and the noose made of rope kissed Lester's neck at the same time.

It's a pity that I didn't hear a crisp "click".

Lester was so fast that he put a hand in just before the rope had caught him completely, and with a slight tug, the noose snapped.

Is this guy really so strong?

Not only that, at the same time that the noose broke, he pulled the rope and pulled the person at the other end of the noose out.

I saw a white mask and a body almost completely covered in darkness.

"This is the man," I said to Adele.Although I have never met him, I remember the smell of this man, a mixture of candles, ink, rosin, spruce wood, moss, lake water, damp earth and so on.

There was no sunlight on him.

Adele once said that my intuition is very good, because I can often tell what kind of person a person is based on their smell.

So if I were to describe this person in front of me with the abstract vocabulary I have not learned much, I think it should be lonely and lonely.

"Who are you?" The deep voice sounded, echoing over and over again in the empty underground palace. .

"God, he has a great voice." I heard Adele mutter, the voice was so small that maybe only I could hear it standing next to me.

Timbre?Is it that good?She had never praised my voice like that.I feel a tightness in my chest.

"Who is your Excellency?" Lester threw the broken rope into the lake, crossed his arms and asked back.

"Me?" The man walked step by step from the darkness into the range of the candlelight. He opened his arms and let out a deep laugh from his throat. This time his tone was similar to Lester's, and he was equally arrogant, but He was even more unkind: "I am the ghost of this theater."

"Welcome to my palace, uninvited guests.".