murder poppy

Lions' rich experience provides a shortcut for handling cases.Morning Crow, as a place with a long history of aristocratic activities in the Southern District, has already learned how to hide and be busy in the city.

The forces behind Morning Crow are complex and huge, involving power structure and royal affairs. When the royal family changed, they gradually moved behind the scenes and became an unknown underground club.

Any uninformed "inferior people" will think that this simple and tall building is the place where one or some group of nobles work, boring and scary.

Regular members of the Morning Crow do not need a badge. In order to avoid leaving any possible handles, the club's member information and communication are rarely carried out on paper.The badge is a letter of introduction sent to outsiders. It can only be used once and will be recycled by the club after use.

To be able to survive for many years in the Southern District where the royal family and the church are intertwined, the club must have heritage and connections.Every badge issued has a number and record, and if the information is not equal to the holder in the record, it will also be stopped outside the door.

Lions' badge came from a deceased old duke, and the holder's information was all true, so as soon as this badge appeared, the club added a word - "Blood Hunt".

Blood Hunt is like a dagger inserted into the red light district, breaking the balance of power within Dawn Crow.Unlike civilians who have forgotten the war and pain, the old nobles have an instinctive reaction to blood hunting.

In the age of war where blood and darkness prevail, blood hunters are the saviors they rely on, and they are the strange soldiers they cultivate.The flames of war dissipated, the broken and blood-stained blades were discarded, and the politicians took advantage of benevolence and compassion to drive the bloodhunters out of the southern district.

The arrival of Lyons is like a signal, calling out the conspiracy and cold blood hidden in the dark, bringing back the unspoken betrayal and almost forgotten evil deeds to the sun again.

The doorman wrote down the number plate of the badge. He was too young to understand the meaning of "Blood Hunting Inspector Lyons" on the registration form. facilities.

If a person is crossed out from the registration form, Morning Crow's upper management can check it out, not to mention that there is such a row of names on the registration form that cannot be removed or dared to be kept.

Obviously, Lynes is one of them.

"Inspector Lines, long time no see." The doorman's introduction was interrupted by a frivolous male voice, and the visitor bowed to Lines, with the upturned eyes like coiled rattlesnakes, guarded and dangerous.

"Baron Samus!" The doorman yelled in shock, and then realized his impoliteness, lowered his head in panic, and secretly looked at the indifferent guest beside him.

Samus is the current manager of Dawn Crow. He is vicious and has a peculiar personality. Even if he is not afraid of his ability, he will be impressed by his charm.Yet the guest looked at the baron... as if looking at a nondescript gray sparrow.

The door boy secretly hated himself for not being able to see Mount Tai, so he buried his head even lower, for fear that the two great men would confront each other, so he became cannon fodder himself.

"It's been a long time, Baron." Reins waited for Samus's waist to become a little stiff, and then he replied slowly, "The last time I saw you, the Dawn Crow was still managed by your father."

Samus waved the doorman to step back and said, "Father has been dead for three years, and you have been away from the South District for too long."

"Yes, congratulations on getting the title of baron." Lyons said, "but it's a bit late."

Samus's beautiful eyes narrowed immediately, and he was not sensitive to the false congratulations: "The inspector has never liked the noise in the southern district. This time, he came to Morning Crow and used his badge. Is there something important to do?"

"I don't mean Bloodhunt. It's a personal matter. The baron doesn't need to be so nervous." Lyons said, "The royal family manages the southern district very well, and Bloodhunt doesn't want to change the status quo."

Whether it is Manda or Divine Blood, the attitude of the Church and Blood Hunter is to conceal.The royal family is fatuous, and the spread of news will not only lead to riots, but also cause a storm in the royal family, which is only superficially peaceful.

So Lions got straight to the point and made it clear what he wanted to do.

Samus heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and obviously wanted to finish dealing with Reins as soon as possible and send the Buddha away as soon as possible, with a sincere and earnest attitude: "If it is convenient for the inspector to tell you, I will do my best to help."

Lyons glanced at him and asked, "Who does the Morning Crow belong to now?"

Samuel paused for a moment, not expecting that Lioness would ask this question, "Dawn Crow has never belonged to any side, you know that."

"Really?" Lyons replied casually, staring at Samus motionlessly.

Few of the young aristocrats living in the southern district know of Bloodhunt, but among the older generation, Bloodhunt, President Nord and Inspector Lyons are a group of nouns with intentions.

Samus was not too old or young, and he was stuck in a very awkward position. He was only four years old when he saw Lyons.The tall man with a cold and resolute face, carrying a dagger and a silver gun, was Samus' idol when he was a child.

Samus is a distant clan of Bernal, and his father is loyal to the current Duke of Bernal. Simply put, he is the lackey of the traitor.Samus grew up hearing those hypocritical "declarations of justice" that tricked him into the past.He hates nobles, but loves hunters.

The tail of war was strong and flexible, and it swept Weisennuoer into bruises all over his body. If it wasn't for the civil strife among the blood clans, and the blood hunter took the opportunity to sneak into the dense forest to slaughter the high-ranking nobles, this tail might come back to life like a gecko with a severed tail.

During that time, the Bloodhunters were the pillars of the country. They were stationed in the very center of the South District, close to the royal family, serving as a shield for defense and a dagger close to the heart.

Samus was stuffed among the children, protected and guarded by hunters.Disobedient children who run around will be caught by adults, reprimanded, punished and thrown back into the room.Samus was the disobedient one, and he was lucky enough to meet Lyons who came to discuss the matter. The latter held the back of his neck and stared at him for half an hour, and finally ran back to the house in desperation to write a self-criticism.

Over the past twenty years, the four-year-old kid has grown into a frightening baron who killed his father and seized the throne, but Lyons is still exactly the same as then, even staring at him from the same angle.

"..." Samus gritted his molars, and the poisonous snake said unwillingly, "The church and the royal family are divided into half, and the head of the royal family is Kent, who is old."

Kent Bernal, the uncle of the current king discussed by Lyons and Andre, is an ambitious politician.

Lyons was satisfied with Samus's honesty, patted him on the shoulder and said: "The blood hunting of the royal family is not qualified to manage. This time, it is indeed handling some private affairs for Nord, and will try not to affect the management of Dawn Crow. In the end One question, when did you start doing psychological counseling?"

In the subsequent political career, Samus and Lyons still had a lot of intersections, and the most common one was bargaining with Bloodhunter.

Samus' father was the Minister of Finance, responsible for negotiating the relocation with Bloodhunter.As a son, Samus naturally followed his father and became his deputy in negotiations.

And the adjutant who confirmed the details with him at that time was Lyons.

That cold and serious man on the battlefield knew every letter on the parchment like the back of his hand, and the little thoughts of the royal family seemed transparent to him, which stunned the young Samus for a moment.

And Lyons, who never seems to melt, is telling the truth, which is embarrassing but embarrassing.

"You are talking about Dr. Tian. He was appointed. He has letters of recommendation from the royal family and the church. Dawn Crow has no reason to refuse." Samus' eyes became colder, and his polite tone became flat. It's a matter of business, I just want to get off work early, "You can find him for anything you want. He is a name in the morning crow. The morning crow provides a place and a protection mechanism. He directly deals with the church and the royal family. The morning crow will not be responsible for the mess."

"Morning Crow hasn't updated the detective's portrait, so you should make plans early. It doesn't matter if you pretend to be your own son or an old man, don't reveal the secret of longevity. Recently Kent is more sensitive about longevity." Samus said in one breath After finishing the information he could provide, he raised a stiff and harsh smile, "The inspector has nothing else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Lyons nodded in response, but the man on the opposite side had disappeared into the corridor, and he didn't mean to get his approval.

"This Samus, it's fun. He knows your secret."

Lyons put his palms in his side pockets, covering the exposed bat's head: "I only know part of it, he's very smart."

As for age, Lions can cover it up, but Samus is actually just guessing.But his ingenuity gave him enough confidence to make a good guess based on Lyons' reaction.

In the confrontation between the blood hunt and the royal family, Samus lost miserably, but he was not without gains. He snatched a favor and a secret of longevity from Lyons.

Andre agrees with Lioness that Samus doesn't look like a fool.

"Behind Doctor Tian is the royal family and the church. Is this considered good news?" Andre grabbed Lyons' fingertips and smiled contemptuously at the overwhelmed hunter.Lyons felt a slight pain in his fingers for a moment, and then a cold breath came from the back of his neck.

The morning crows have mixed eyes, but the blood race is best at hiding themselves. Andrei stood in the corner, with a tall hunter in front, and half a shadow and a wall behind him, perfectly hiding his figure.

"Not sure." Lioness frowned because of the abnormality of his neck, but he didn't dare to move easily.Andre's position was ingenious, it happened to be hidden, and it happened to put his fangs close to his life gate.

The vampire's weird instincts.

"If there is only one party, the motive is easy to determine. The church has been protecting the forbidden law from being obtained by the royal family. It is impossible to cooperate with the royal family, especially Kent in this matter. The church is familiar with Kent's virtues. Once Kent gets what he wants, he will Even against the church."

"Then Dr. Tian is very interesting. How much does he know about Manda, what has he done to Manda, and what does it have to do with the royal family and the church..." Andre pondered for a moment, then asked, "Mr. Detective, Do you think I look like a poor man with a mental illness?"

"..." Lyons twisted his neck and carefully looked at the vampire whose face had been adjusted. His complexion was pale, his eyes were gloomy and sickly, and the pale red blood was hidden under the skin and pupils. It really didn't look very healthy.

"Like an executioner." Lyons commented faithfully.

"Psychological counselors have silverware and Bibles. You can't get in. Even if you can get in, it's too dangerous."

"With all due respect, Lions, you seem to be mentally healthy." Andre said, interrupting the hunter's "rational" speech.

"Post-war psychological syndrome and violent tendencies are enough for me to come here to find a psychiatrist." Lyons explained indifferently.

Andre looked at Lions carefully, ignoring the feasibility, and instead asked, "You have?"

"No." Lioness replied decisively and as a matter of course, "Small means when necessary. I have been exposed to many such cases, and I can guarantee the sense of authenticity."

Andre understood, turning back into a bat, pondering the slight tension in the air before huddling in Lyons' pocket.

The bat lay leisurely in the side pocket, eyes shining into the jewel, and said to himself: "Your lie is very skillful, Mr. Inspector"