murder poppy

In the morning of the second day, Lyons was waiting in the lobby.

After cooking chicken breast and fish for Mass, it was time to sit at the table and enjoy breakfast while waiting for Andre.

Andre was out for quite a while this evening.

The sound of metal clashing in the guest room has been heard since the morning.

Lions endured it for a long time before he went in to check if Andre had destroyed all the holy artifacts of the blood hunt.

After the door of the guest room was opened, Andre came out in his usual well-dressed manner.There are no flirtatious earrings or bohemian nose rings.

Lyons twirled the ring on his right hand, wondering if there was something wrong with the bloodhunter's holy artifact. The suppressed object looked intact, but the reactor was fine.

Andre sat down gracefully, raised his knife and fork, and enjoyed his breakfast.

Lyons observed the other side for a long time before he realized that there was something wrong with Mr. Consultant today.

The tailored white uniform well covered Andre's pale skin, and only when he raised his arm did the cuff of the forearm slide down a little.

A delicate and simple bracelet was placed on Andre's wrist.

The bracelet was as wide as half a fingernail, and it was carved with intricate patterns. There was a crystal clear milky white bead hanging in the center, which looked expensive.

Lyons couldn't drink the coffee in hand.

When Andre put the burnt bacon into his mouth, Lions put down the cup heavily: "Bracelet, take it off."

"What?" Andre ate the bacon, followed Lioness' line of sight to see his wrist, "Oh, you said this? Take it off and release the most dangerous vampire."

"Take it down!"

Lyons paused every word, and seemed in a bad mood.

Andre put down the knife and fork, and while taking off the silver ring, he suggested: "I lost my temper in the morning, Mr. Detective, I suspect that you have serious middle-aged human mental problems."

Lioness was not in the mood to talk to him at all, he frowned after taking the bracelet to check.

The moment the silver ring was taken off, the ring on Lioness' hand began to vibrate crazily.

The silver is compressed to the extreme, and every arrangement of the high-density metal is just right.The carvings contain ancient spells and elaborate legends.

And the milky white bead in the middle exudes an extremely pure sacred color.

The bag of blood-hunting holy artifacts was melted into one by a vampire.

And as far as it is concerned, the effect is more effective than the sum of the previous ones.

Lyons felt a headache.

I don't know whether I should bleed for the lost sacred artifact of Blood Hunt, or be happy for this surprisingly advanced sacred artifact.

What's even more awkward, this thing was made by a vampire, a vampire who wanted to wear this holy artifact!

Lioness looked at Andre who was enjoying breakfast calmly, and sincerely engraved the three words "crazy" on Andre's head.

"How much of your power can this thing seal?" Lyons asked.

"[-]% to [-]%, at least bring this thing, your hunters can try hard to kill me." Andre spread jam on the bread, took a bite, and pulled the jam off with a table knife with some disgust, "This is too sweet, how can humans like to eat this kind of thing."

"Are you overestimating your ability?" Lyons said coldly, "At least now I can kill you."

"You can't." Andre corrected with a good temper. "My heart is still in the blood hunting exhibition hall. The resurrection is a matter of time."

"You can kill hunters of three generations of blood races, basically equal to vampires who are willing to eat jam and bread. But fortunately, there are very few blood races like me who are interested in hunting humans."

"A good metaphor." Reigns took the jam and reminded him bluntly, "According to the literature survey, half of the blood races recorded in the last century and living in human society like to eat jam."

"And, without a heart, stakes and silver guns can still kill you," Lyons said.

For the second half of the sentence, Andre had a helpless expression of being exposed, and looked at Lyons in shock, and asked in disbelief: "Are you kidding? How could anyone like such greasy things. Humans are already bored enough to study these things. Is there a problem!"

"Regarding the blood race's preference for human food, archives literature and history category A33-108." Lyons ate the bread calmly and drank the cold coffee.

In order to express his surprise at this matter, Andre did not finish breakfast today.After calming down, he asked, "What's new in the case?"

Lyons shook his head and said: "The clues are cleared up, but there is another awakening incident of the Sunwalker, which may be related to Henry."

"What about the specific case?"

"The one who died was an employee of the wine estate. He was very young, 25 years old." Lyons said, "The daywalker was the owner of the estate, in his 40s, with a daughter and a son. There was no such thing as a daywalker before."

"Sounds familiar." Andre commented.

"The specific situation can only be investigated at the scene of the crime." Lioness ordered someone to clear the table, "We will leave in a while."

"In such a hurry?"

"The manor is in the southern suburbs. It's far away from here. It will take a day to go now."

"It's not so far to the south of the North District."

Lyons glanced at Andre and said, "It's not the northern district. I'm talking about the main city in the south."

Weisennuoer is divided into North District and South District.The northern district occupies most of the land, but it is barren and impoverished.Although the southern region only occupies a small piece of land in the south of the middle of Weisennuoer, it has the most developed machinery industry and entertainment industry in Weisennuoer.

It's where the real rich and the aristocracy gather.

"If you don't mind taking the bat train ride, we can arrive half a day earlier." Andre suggested sincerely.

Lyons accepted the favor, and replied very apologetically, "I'd love to, but it's a pity that among the pile of holy artifacts, there is one that specifically restricts the ability of the blood to transform."

Andre didn't take it seriously, snorted and said disdainfully: "I've already said that your things are useless to me..."

Lyons watched him with satisfaction and paused, "The scope of special ability suppressors is much wider than you think. Humans have spared no effort in killing blood races."

Andre's face was very ugly, and he was extremely depressed until he got into the carriage.

On the other hand, Lioness seemed to be in a good mood, flipping through the files of this case on the constantly shaking carriage.

The manor didn't really reach the main city.Instead, it was built on the outskirts of remote forests.

The owner of the manor is a gentleman with a deep heritage, who has been in the wine business for generations.

This place is far away from the city, so no one was detained, but guarded in the manor.

When Andre and Lyons arrived, the master greeted them at the gate of the manor.

The two policemen standing next to him both had guns, but didn't seem to care that the murderer walked around without permission.

The owner of the manor is named Simon, he is strong and looks very young.

It's just that the matter of killing someone made him very worried, and there were obvious bruises in his eyes, showing his exhaustion.

Simon welcomed the two into the manor and ordered his servants to arrange a residence.

The butler took the order respectfully, and it didn't seem unusual that his master was a suspect.

Such a situation is really weird, Lioness refused Simon's invitation to have dinner, and asked to understand the case first.

Simon had no objection to this, but just sighed, "Actually, there was some misunderstanding. It wasn't me who killed someone."

Lyons frowned and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

"Yes...I thought I killed someone." Simon also seemed to be in a fog, and he was terrified, and he was a little scared when he spoke, "I remember I bit Terry to death, and there was a thick blood in my mouth when I woke up." It smelled bad, and my hands were covered with blood. I hurriedly went to Terry's room to check, and he was indeed lying there in the same way of death as I remembered..."

"But then we found out that a maid disappeared from the manor, and a servant witnessed her go to Terry in the middle of the night and there was a fight in the room. The servant said he was sure there was a man screaming, and then the house was quiet. So I It's not clear yet who killed the man."

Lyons raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the case to become so complicated in a day.

"What about the servant?"

"He's on duty today, and he's still in the wine cellar." After Simon replied, he suggested, "The two detectives are exhausted, why don't you have dinner first. The relevant witnesses are guarded and protected by special personnel, and follow-up investigations are also good. .”

Things have changed a lot, and it will take time to understand.

Simon's suggestion fits the bill.Lynes nodded in agreement.

Before going to the restaurant, Lyons asked abruptly: "Mr. Simon, one more question, are you a day walker?"

Simon froze for a moment, and after trembling for a while, said dejectedly, "I am."

Lyons raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you discover it recently?"

Simon pursed his lips. The 40-year-old man looked nervous and inferior. He sighed deeply and said, "No, from the moment I was born, I knew I was a monster."

This incident touched Simon sorely, and he remained silent for the rest of the time.

"You're very good at chatting," Andre said.

Lyons glanced at him: "Or you come?"

"At least I'm not going to ask something certain to make him so sad."

"A sure thing?"

Andre shrugged: "Just now we went to Simon's office. There are many artificial blood bottles in the cabinet. There are also strong aromatherapy. It is obvious that some people will desire blood when necessary and are afraid of being discovered, so Cover with aromatherapy."

"It may also be a cover-up that was discovered recently."

"Impossible." Andre said, "It will take half a month for that scented candle to burn out, even if it is lit all night. And when we went, the candle had already bottomed out, so it must have been lit very early. Some people have artificial blood, although the taste of this thing is more disgusting than carrion, but it is not easy to get it? There are a lot of reserves in the cabinet, and the batches are different. And the way it is placed shows that you have drunk a lot. It is obviously a long-term ration supply."

"Sir, you have to learn to observe more." Andre kindly suggested.