murder poppy

The reason why Nancheng can be called a city is because compared with the disorderly North District, the main city has a complete legal system.

In the past, businessmen had to pay ten silver coins as a toll to enter the city, and public officials had to show their approval documents. For "black households" like Andre, they had to sneak in.

Ryan stowed a beer workshop, hid Andre in the beer barrel, and glued a beard on himself, pretending to be a delivery worker.

When Lyons handed over the permission document, the guard looked him over, rubbed his fingers and said, "I haven't seen you before, new here?"

"I just joined the job yesterday." Lioness scratched his dirt-stained hair, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized, he hurriedly took out a bag of silver coins from his waist, and put another one in the guard's hand, "This is my new You don’t understand the rules, here’s a glass of beer for you.”

The guard weighed the money bag and knocked on the wine barrel, "The wine sounds dissatisfied today."

He glanced at Lioness, took out the dagger from his waist and plunged it into the round beer barrel.

"Hey! My lord, you..."

The guard glared at the buddy who had just arrived, and saw that the buddy went back limply, and drew out his dagger in satisfaction.

Golden wheat beer flowed out from the knife edge, the guard stuck his finger into his mouth, stuck out his tongue and patted the guy on the shoulder, "It really is your wine, let's go, be smarter next time!"

Lyons hurriedly nodded and said yes, and drove the carriage into the city.

The carriage went further and further along the gravel road in the city, and stopped in a small alley.

Lyons pried open the seal of the beer keg: "There's no one left."

A pair of slender hands grasped the lid of the wooden barrel that was not fully pried open, blue veins protruded, and there was a sound of steel nails breaking out of the wood.

"The beer here is rotten, an over-fermented sour taste."

His dark golden hair was soaked in liquor, and the rich taste of wheat beer hit his face.

Andre wiped the alcohol on his face while shaking his wet hair.

The wheat beer was scattered around along with the blond hair, not falling on Lyons who had already stepped back a few steps.

"Your idea is really great. Now, find me a place to take a bath." Andre jumped off the ground with his arms on the edge of the barrel.

With a "crash", the large velvet cloak fell on him.

In order to be realistic, the barrel was half filled with wine, and Andre only wore simple trousers, and his upper body was hidden in the barrel naked.

It's true that the guard's dagger came out of the wine, but in addition to the wheat beer, there was also a smuggled vampire hidden in the barrel.

"This tavern has accommodation, go there and wash."

The small alley is where the tavern buys goods, and you can reach the store within a short walk.Lions booked a room and asked someone for hot water.

Andre had soaked in bad ale beer for several hours, and the golden liquid hung on his hair, cheeks and chest, looking as if some fine wine had been refined.

Lyons pulled out a suit of clothes and threw it aside, then turned his face away.

"Don't think of me doing this stupid thing again when you go back." Andre soaked in the wooden barrel, the hot water washed away the wine and warmed his fair skin, "Don't block me with the curse, or I will Just put your head in a barrel and let you drink your fill."

Lyons leaned back in his chair and said: "On behalf of the Night Watch, I would like to thank Mr. Consultant for his contribution to the investigation."

Andre didn't hear the slightest bit of sincere thanks, and he had the urge to break the contract and bite the psychopath in front of him to death.

Andre closed his eyes, felt the smell of wheat beer fade in the steaming heat, opened his eyes and asked, "Have you found out about the casino Terry often goes to?"

"It's one of the many casinos in the South District. It's only open at night, it's a membership system, and it provides accommodation." Lyons frowned and continued, "It's a bit difficult to handle, so we have to find a way to get in."

With a sound of "crash", a small part of the water in the barrel overflowed and fell back. Andre stood up and looked out the window as the sky was getting dark. "I have a way to go in openly."

Nancheng is brightly lit at night, and pimps and alcoholics hide in the slums.The main street was lit with street lamps in soothing tones, and the noble carriages creaked and drove towards the exquisitely carved gates of various colors.

Ballrooms, cafes, casinos, taverns.

Different people are put into different houses, and different classes are planned.

Andre changed into simple burlap clothes.The blond hair was tucked into the hood.

A delicate carriage came, and Andre pulled up his collar, stopped the carriage, and grasped the reins skillfully.

He opened the door of the carriage, bowed and said, "Sir, are you coming to the casino?"

The man in the carriage was dressed gorgeously, his eyes were squeezed into a pair of small black beads by the fat.He looked at Andre and snorted when he saw a plain linen blouse.

Andre greeted him with a smile, "You are here for the first time. I am the doorman here. You can see that you are a big man. The casino has specially set up a VIP channel. Shall I take you there?"

Only the roots of the golden hair are exposed, but the fair skin and beautiful eyes are still dazzling.

The aristocratic man lowered his head, and was about to put aside Andre's hand, but when he saw the face hidden in the dirty clothes, he stopped instantly.

"For your sake, lead the way." The man smiled and put his arms around the doorman's waist.

Different from the thin-looking appearance, the doorman's waist is flexible and elastic, and the rough linen clothes are thin and cannot cover the smooth skin underneath.

"With such a good appearance, why are you here as a doorman?" The man suddenly became confused, thinking that he came out and picked up a treasure.

The doorman smiled at him, his cold eyes bent, like a locked oriental white crane.

"How can you live so long with such a stupid brain?"

"What did you say!?" The nobleman was stunned by the scolding, his face blushed and his neck was thick, and he raised his hand to teach the ignorant slave a lesson.

His hands only scraped off the linen hood, and the blond hair fell like a waterfall. Then the man saw the blood-red eyes, the back of his neck sank suddenly, and he passed out.

Andre clapped his palms and kicked the man lying on the ground, "Take off your clothes."

Lyons, who came out of the shadows, witnessed the whole process of the vampire doing evil, but he didn't want to stop it. He walked over and took off the shirt and coat of the nobleman.Turn out the admission invitation to the casino inside.

After Andre changed his clothes, he kindly put the linen clothes on for the nobleman.

"I waited for four carriages. Fortunately, there are such idiots. Otherwise, it would be a bit troublesome to recognize that I am not a doorman." Andre tidied up his oversized clothes, picked up his license, and greeted Lyons, "Let's go Come on, servant."

Before the trip, Lyons changed into bunt clothes. He looked like a guard, and standing beside Andre was not too abrupt.

Lyons dragged the man into a corner and found something to cover it up, in case someone found out that someone had sneaked into the casino before they came out.

The groom who parked the car went to the stables, unaware that his master was thrown in a corner not far from him and stripped naked.