murder poppy

Andre was silent for a long time on the sofa, like an ancient mummy wrapped in bandages.

The translucent liquid burned away, leaving behind a ring of blackened woolen blanket.The evening wind coming in through the windows cannot blow away the mixture of dust and coke, and this place is like a dead space.

"I buried him in the coffin with my own hands," Andre said.

"The heart was burned into charcoal and scattered in the sea breeze at the edge of the dense forest, and the limbs were nailed to the wooden stakes full of spells." Dai Zhu continued, "We all thought he was dead and couldn't die anymore."

"Evidence, evidence that he is alive." Andre raised his head from his eyes, his gaze could not be directed to any object in the room, and a distant, dusty picture emerged, like a spider web entangled with a butterfly.

Dai Zhu played with the empty test tube, carefully and cherishingly observing the vampire who lost his composure on the sofa.

Andre's elegance and danger are all based on an indescribable relaxation. The relaxation of every blood vessel and nerve gave him the capital to survive.But at this time, he was a dusty puppet doll that was not liked by his master, his pale face revealing depression.

"What I saw with my own eyes, the breath, voice, and behavior were all exactly the same as Waldron. And unfortunately, I saw the wound in the center of his palm. It was burned repeatedly, and the piled flesh and new flesh were tangled together " said Dai Zhu, with the corners of his mouth sinking, and commented, "An unkillable demon."

"He must be dead," Andre insisted.

Andre didn't want to take any chances in killing a monster that could possibly be resurrected.

"Andre." Dai Zhu's cold and soft breath was close to the sofa, his fingers were resting on Andre's shoulders, his eyes were lowered, "he is indeed still alive, it is a fact. It doesn't count."

Under Dai Zhu's palm was icy cold, with no pulse, no micro-expressions and small movements for him to observe.But as a psychiatrist and a human "observer", he knew that Andre had always been a difficult "patient".

Andre didn't open his eyes until all the sounds fell silent and the flying dust returned to the floor: "Is that the 'God' that Derek said?"

"'God' does not refer to anyone. To be precise, this is Derek's trick. He likes the effect of exaggerated drama. But from the perspective of insiders, you are right." Dai Zhu said.

Andre didn't think it was absurd.On the contrary, everything became reasonable after the appearance of the name "Waldron".

Derek is the pompous lunatic, and Waldron is the humble genius.When Derek faced him, he still had the arrogance of conquering and killing, but for Waldron, it was indeed the reverence of devout believers kneeling down to God.

"What does he want this time? Eternal life?" Andre said coldly to himself, "After experiencing death and crawling back from hell, what else does he want?"

"I don't know." Dai Zhu said.

Waldron is the most standard blood race.He is withdrawn, respects the aesthetics of violence, and will never let himself be malicious to any toy.He is good at nurturing, good at teaching, Andre is his most successful art, and in the end he accepts the death offered by the hands of art.

This is the most revered life of the blood race.

But now, Waldron is back.

"Here," Dai Zhu pointed to the test tube, "is currently the most mature catalyst, and the success rate of transformation after adding special blood is more than half."

"What did he ask you to do?"

Dai Zhu hesitated to speak, and finally looked at him with a rare expression of sadness and helplessness: "Andre, the blood of the Waldron family is the only raw material for the catalyst."

"Derek was the first source of supply, but he died. You are the only heir of Waldron." Dai Zhu said, "You are clear about Derek's obsession with Waldron. One of the reasons for killing you is also to ensure my 'role'."

"Idiot." Andre opened his eyes coldly, mocking and murderous intent swirled around him.

"How much, how much is Waldron's handwriting." Andre asked.

"A lot, but not too much." Dai Zhu frowned, thinking carefully in his heart.

"You are familiar with his 'teaching' method." Dai Zhu said, "Derek doesn't know my existence, and I only know Derek. Maybe there are other people besides me. We are both heroes and sinners .Even hunters are food."

Andre pursed his lips and said, "It's his style. Only the winner can get the favor of 'father'."

"Then dedicate my life as his best tool." Dai Zhu added, "I used to think that Manda was another pawn of his, but Manda didn't know my identity until later, that is to say, during the Southern District Manda had contact with Waldron, at least the people involved."

"Transforming the body and killing Nord, is it his handwriting?"

"At least it's related. Including blood hunting, it's also the target he gave me."

"What is the purpose of telling me this?"

"No purpose." Dai Zhu shrugged, "I will give you an answer in the friendship of an old friend. And, to shirk some responsibility for what I will do next."

"I don't want to do any more harm to you. After all, I am not your opponent, but to study the blood, raw materials are always necessary." Dai Zhu straightened his robe and looked around Heidi's dilapidated house even though it was still decorated. , "We'll get out of here right away."

Andre looked at him calmly, "You said that Manda met your people in the South District."

Dai Zhu was noncommittal.

"Manda's social circle is lackluster. Apart from the royal family, is there any other place for an ambitious vampire to hide?"

"Obviously, no more."

"Is Waldron taking the human place, or..."

"It's a pity, but it's also very interesting. Andre, the royal family found us." Dai Zhu didn't let the rest of the words fall, and directly answered Andre's question.

Greed and ambition can cloud reason.Even if a demon with green face and fangs stands in front of human beings with a sharp knife dripping blood, interests and desires will beautify them into shining angels.

The higher you stand, the more you despise risks and life.This is a serious illness of the superior, and it is also a precursor to the collapse of the tower.

"What does the royal family want?"

Dai Zhu looked at Andre meaningfully. He recalled those creatures dressed in fancy clothes and jewels, educated by etiquette and books, and saw a more reassuring rationality in a vampire.

"It's better to go and see with me, they are very...talented." Dai Zhu said.

However, which aspect of talent is born is deeply hidden, and it seems that no word can sum it up.

For the blood race, it's just a night's work from the North District to the South District.

Dai Zhu changed into a black mourning dress. The panniers covered his powerful buttocks, and the layers of skirts covered his muscular legs.Dai Zhu pretending to be Heidi has a more mysterious feminine charm than Heidi.

Andre looked and looked, and returned to calm after a moment of amazement.

Before departure, the two apples that Dai Zhu stuffed into his chest never let go of his thoughts.

What they came to was not the home of Duke Bernal who was troubled by aging, but the house of Bernal IV who was in power, the idiot emperor who was obsessed with beauty.

The servants in the palace are all familiar with Dai Zhu, and people here call him Doctor, not Heidi.

Andre saw the shadows of many blood hunters from the senior servants who passed by. Class left an indelible mark on them.

"I thought it would be the Duke of Bernal." Andre said in the corridor, the moonlight bent the shadow of the quartz pillar and illuminated the gold.

"Human beings are always more interesting than you think." Dai Zhu replied.

"How does Bernal want to deal with Blood Hunt?"

"Blood hunting is not Bernal's goal." Dai Zhu turned his head and looked at Andre with heavy makeup eyes. "Are you worried about him?"

"He will realize the abnormality of 'Heidi'," Andre avoided answering Dai Zhu's question, "The one who should worry about his life is yourself."

"Your hunter has a tough heart." Dai Zhu smiled, "But unfortunately, I am a person who cherishes my life."

Andre narrowed his eyes and looked at Dai Zhu.

"The morning crow's hypnosis, I left a small seed." Dai Zhu said, "It can't be counted as a seed, at most it can be counted as a ray of sunshine or a spring rain. Your hunter has many obsessions. For war, To humanity, to peace, to you. Which do you think will grow first and swallow the other?"

Under the moonlight, the shadow of the quartz pillar twisted and stretched under the feet of the two vampires. One of them was smiling, the other silent. They stabbed their daggers into each other's chest silently, but neither of them succeeded.

"Dai Zhu, do you want to make a bet?" Andre asked, breaking the deadlock.

Dai Zhu frowned, "What's the bet?"

"Bet Lyons will kill you, or rather, he'll kill 'Heidi'."

"With all due respect, this is not a wise choice for you." Dai Zhu kindly reminded, "I understand human beings better than you, Andre. He is well versed in the inferiority of human beings. It is an admirable stupidity to be willing to be willing."

When Dai Zhu saw Lyons, he had an idea of ​​him.

A slightly complicated boring man, strong and clear-cut, his responsibility to the ethnic group is a heavy part of his life.Some human beings can be unscrupulously selfish, while others are obsessed with something that the blood race cannot understand.

In history, they are called consecrations.

Dai Zhu's "seed" deepened his obsession, and Heidi was materialized as the continuation of Nord, the representative of Blood Hunt, which was his bargaining chip to ensure that Lyons would not get out of the predicament.

The experience of mingling in human society is enough to accurately and multi-facetedly analyze Lyons, and Andre can't find any point to refute Dai Zhu.

He looked at Dai Zhu, and asked again casually: "Want to make a bet?"

Andre has always been a perverse but rigorous person, and Dai Zhu cherishes his sudden "unreasonable trouble".

"What are you gambling?"

"I don't know, let's talk about it." Andre replied.

Dai Zhu was silent for a moment, and asked before pulling the gilded doorknob: "Is this the intuition between lovers?"

The frenzied dance music and laughter in the room covered up Dai Zhu's jokes. After seeing Andre's unchanged expression, Dai Zhu closed his mouth knowing that he was bored.

He himself knew that there was not much real ridicule in that sentence. Even if the hunter put the vampire into the fear in his heart, how much the vampire stopped the hunter didn't mean anything.

Dai Zhu is never optimistic about the relationship that will not bear fruit.Whether it's false consciousness, or thoughtful true love.Love is cheap and sacred, and there are so many things that can change human beings.

Dai Zhu pushed open the door, and the light spots refracted by the crystal lamp shone on his black dress. The woman's coquettishness and flamboyant tunes leaked out of the room, swallowing the coldness inherent in the blood race like a flood.

This is the joy of human beings.

Dai Zhu lifted the hem of his skirt and walked into the room. When he saluted the young and dissolute young king in the room, he heard the whispers belonging to the blood clan.

"It's a temptation to humans."

The author says:

Here we come, everyone has been waiting for a long time!

Happy May Day, remember to sign in and lead the starfish.I brought Andre and Lyons to ask (cry) for (beg) starfish, I have already made it clear, I hope you will not force our prince to send little bats to knock on the window in the middle of the night! (nonsense will not)