[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

【Adele】

"Jean has found their address, what are you going to do now?" When I walked into Lester's room, he was standing on the balcony looking at the moon, the liquid in the tall glass in his hand was bright red, and was caught Shaking gently.

Jean said he used cow's blood today.

"What should we do? Of course an eye for an eye, blood for blood." Lester stared at the bright red liquid in the wine glass, and spit out the words suppressing anger and sadness in an elegant tone. Happy and smiling.

But I think maybe his mood is not as comfortable as it seems.

"If you kill them in the same way, you will suffer the revenge of other vampires, right? I remember you said that killing one's own kind is the only capital crime in the vampire world."

"Then what do you want me to do!" Lester turned his head suddenly, his blue eyes were as cold as condensed ice skates: "Do you want me to be willing to bear everything they have done to me, pretend to forget, and let them have fun! Louis, Claudy Ya..." He muttered these two names, his expression was extremely complicated, the hand holding the wine glass was bulging, and the force was too strong, the wine glass burst with a "bang", and blood flowed down from his hand .

The meaning of these two names is that they used to be his companions on a lonely journey, newborn babies who needed to be taught and cared for by him. He turned them into the same kind, and then patiently guided them to understand the rules of vampire survival, carefully Protect them from human detection.

He was once angry with Louis for his resistance to the rules, and he was also pleased that Claudia learned to hunt so quickly and without hindrance. He dressed Claudia according to his own wishes, perhaps imagining the little girl as his own daughter.

"Be grateful," I remember Lester saying to Louie and Claudia in the movie.

After hunting so many lives in order to seek eternal life and strength, one must endure the loneliness and pain brought about by eternal life, the time that stops will never flow, and one cannot imagine that all good things belong to oneself.

In Lester's eyes, he gave Louis a new life and saved Claudia who was almost killed by Louis. He is their creator, and he thinks they will appreciate his kindness.

But this is not the case.

They may be happy at the beginning of their rebirth, but the pain of eternal life follows them everywhere. They think that all this is brought about by Lester, who is the culprit and the demon who controls them.

I remember at the end of the movie, hundreds of years later, when Louis revisited the old house, Lester, who was burned out of shape by the fire, was still there, weak, sensitive, and afraid of everything, sitting quietly in the dusty armchair .

He has sat like this for hundreds of years and never left.

He could have left, but...he was already disheartened.

"Adele? Adele?" Someone patted the top of the head, and then the hand was quickly opened. Grenouille suddenly appeared behind me and said, "Don't hit her."

"I, I hit her?!" Lester pointed at himself, gritted his teeth at Grenouille, and smiled angrily: "If I really want to hit her, I'll slap her flat!"

"Okay, okay, Lester just patted me," I held Grenouille, sometimes he really overreacted, "I was just thinking about something, so my mind was distracted."

Lester sneered: "It's so easy to lose your mind at a young age, be careful to become demented when you grow up."

... I decided to take back the sympathy and pity I felt for him just now. This bad-tempered guy should go to reincarnation early, so as not to cause trouble to the world.

"Hey, why didn't you talk, and lost your mind again?" Sometimes you don't want to talk to him, but he even comes out to provoke you.

"Of course not. I just think that simply killing them won't do you any good, and with your current strength... is it really possible?" I looked him up and down suspiciously, facing him head-on Enemy, the former Leicester may be able to, but the nourishment given by animal blood is not as good as human blood, which is why Leicester's power recovery is slow.

But when I said this, Lester was about to jump to protest again.

"Wait a minute, listen to me," I quickly sorted out the scattered thoughts in my head, "Lester, the ubiquitous fear and guilt are sometimes a kind of punishment."

Lester raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and looked down at me: "Continue."

"As for their death penalty, it can be handed over to other vampires. There are a whole group of vampires in Paris, right, Jean?" I glanced sideways at Grenouille. Last night, when Lester went out to "sell" perfume , I went out for a walk with Grenouille, I wanted him to have more confidence in himself, but unexpectedly, I discovered something he was hiding from me.

He wouldn't let me get close to a certain area, and he got nervous when I got close.

He had long since discovered that such a group of unexpected guests had come to Paris.

"No, I'm going to kill them myself," Lester insisted.

"This is not a problem. The key is that you have to be on the side of justice, and you need the support of other vampires. It is not wise to be outnumbered, right Lester?"

He looked at me and curled his lips. This time his smile was a little genuinely happy: "If I can succeed this time, then I have to admit that I have always underestimated you, Adele."

"You should admit it now."

Lester snorted softly: "Have you figured out how to do it?"

"Well...it's actually not difficult, but we need a little help from that theater ghost."

【Jean Grenouille】

I didn't expect to come to the underground labyrinth of the Opera House so soon.

On the last time I came out, I happened to find a short cut to the cottage by the lake, over the iron grating of the Scribe Street sewer, where the sewer directly connected with the lake, and it was very short to row from there.

"Damn it, why did we come during the day!" Lester's voice sounded sneaky, but in fact he also looked sneaky, wrapped in a dark cloak, covering even his eyes, nose and mouth Hold on, if Adele hadn't kindly held him, he would have hit the wall long ago.

"The clouds are thick today, the weather is overcast, and the sun is poor, so it doesn't matter much," Adele comforted patiently, "I'm worried that Mr. Phantom will be very busy at night, you know, there is an opera at night, so during the day It would be better to come to him, and we also need to hurry up, right?"

She spoke softly to Lester, sounded tender, and held his hand.I'm a little upset that Adele is mine and has nothing to do with him.

"The iron fence is locked? It's okay, I'll do it." Lester groped and walked over, crushing the lock of the iron fence without much effort.

"Jean, is anyone coming?" Adele asked me, and she put me in charge of the lookout.

"No." Great, Lester let go of her hand, and I hurried up to hold it.

Adele looked very happy: "Jean, you are so kind, it's too dark down here, if you don't pull me, I might get lost."

Well, good, let her think so.

However, this place is a bit different from the last time. Immediately after that, I smelled the fragrance of flowers, rich rose fragrance, Damask rose, Corolla rose, red super rose... Is the ghost going to sell flowers?

"Oh my God!" Adele exclaimed, her face full of excitement. Although she was on the boat, the countless candles lit up on the shore of the lake lit up the place brightly, and her sightlines were much better than when she came last time. We saw the cabin doors open, the living room full of candles, Persian wool blankets on the floor, and fresh bouquets of roses everywhere.

"Tsk tsk, this flower-tie technique is really not good, it looks like a layman at first glance." Lester commented leisurely from the side.

"Hello, Mr. Phantom," Adele waved at the dark figure on the shore, "Are you specially welcoming us here? It seems that you read the note we left last time!"

"God," Lester sighed, "I don't know where your confidence comes from, Adele."

I also nodded subconsciously, this time I quite agree with Lester.We got closer enough to shore that I could see that the rope the ghost was holding turned out to be a noose, sort of like the kind used on gallows.

"Hey, buddy, don't do it, we have something to ask you this time, good thing, you will be interested." Lester spread his hands, indicating that he didn't bring any weapons, and smiled very friendly, as if he and the theater ghost Very familiar.

"Good thing?" Ghost let out a cold snort from his nose, and I pulled Adele behind me to prevent him from hurting Adele suddenly.

But she didn't seem to be afraid at all, she poked her head out from behind me, and said in a crisp voice, "It's a good thing, sir, we would like to ask you to write a script."