murder poppy

The test tubes were filled, and there were very few lots left in the background.

Andre picked up the test tube and slipped into Lyons' pocket.Hooking his cuff, "Hurry up, it will be too late."

Lyons wrapped the cloak, moved closer to the table where the blood of God was placed, and raised the cloak a little.

The waiter in charge of the lot noticed him, stretched out his finger and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing there, hurry up and help move things!"

Lyons shook his shoulders, pretended to be frightened, nodded and bowed: "Yes, this will pass."

The waiter's cursing voice disappeared as he moved away.Lyons lifted the cloak, and the bat in his pocket was holding a test tube, and patted the bottle with its paw: "It's done."

The last lot was sold out quickly.

The auctioneer was highly skilled and took out almost everything of value from the pockets of the gentry and nobles.

The carriages left one after the other, only the carriage containing the day walker was still waiting for the arrival of the last lot.

"Just watch those things being transported away?" Andre asked casually, clapping himself in the hood.

Lyons hid in the dark, watched the gradually empty field, and said: "People are important. At least make sure that the people in this car are safe."

Bat pursed his lips and said nothing.

Only a groom and a cursed attendant remained in the carriage.The last batch of "cargo" was loaded, and Lyons straightened up, "It's time."

Before the words were finished, the hunter rushed out quickly, and before the waiter could react, he grabbed his life gate.

Andre was rolled in a circle, and temporarily transformed into a human form so as not to fall to the ground.

He frowned and patted the dust off his body, and said, "It's long past time, sir."

The waiter who was strangled took a "ho ho" breath and grinned as if in response to Andre.

Due to the scarcity of air, the waiter's laughter cannot be heard, and the harsh breathing is like an old accordion, dilapidated and mocking.

"What do you mean?" Lyons asked, the object was the waiter and Andre.

Andre held Liones' wrist and worked hard.There was a tingling pain in Lyons' wrist, and he let go of the palm that was pinching the opponent's neck like a conditioned reflex.

"It means the other party is better." Andre pushed the waiter away and took a step back, "Stay away from him."

With the air entering the chest cavity, the silent smile began to be presumptuous.This kind of weird, morbid excitement does not belong to a normal person.Lyons wanted to get closer, but was stopped by Andre.

"Hee hee... Ha... God..." The waiter lay on the ground, trembling violently, speaking unconsciously.

The veins on the exposed part of his skin were eerie red, as if his blood was boiling.

"This is……"

"Oh!"

Amid the deafening explosion, flesh and blood splashed on the ground.Andre took another step back and said, "I was cursed in advance."

The groom in the carriage was trembling with fright, and when Andre looked back at him, he screamed and left the carriage and ran away.

Lyons' face was extremely ugly, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Andre: "How do you know he was cursed."

"It's hard to say." Andre shrugged, missed Lyons, pushed the carriage away, and stepped on the carriage with one foot, "In conclusion, the brain is a good thing, but it's a pity that you seem to lack brains, sir."

"You!" Lioness was very dissatisfied with Andre's disdainful attitude, and followed him into the carriage.

There were "traders" densely packed in the carriage, and Andre was grabbing their wrists to break the spell.

"A simple positioning protection spell is harmful. It can be lifted within a period of time after the spell is cast." Andre explained, "Lines, we are completely in a trap. Your choice, your behavior, the other party's prediction Is it possible for so many nobles to bring only a carriage of 'trade goods'? Could their transfer method be so simple?"

Lions watched Andre undo the curse in silence, without refuting or responding.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Andre looked a little disdainful, "I performed all the duties that a consultant should have, sir. First, you don't approve of violence to stop the auction. Second, you don't want to lose the lives of people in this car to search for the opponent's base .There was only one result, and I don't think there's any need for further clarification."

"Your blood hunting, including night watch, does not have the highest rights of human society. You are struggling and have a lot of worries. Lyons, since you have got what you want, don't go looking for what you can't know about your ability." Ender Lie grabbed a Sunwalker's wrist and swiftly resolved the spell.He paused for a moment, and pulled a note from Daywalker's pocket.

"Thank you for your kindness and mercy, Inspector Lines." Andre read. "Human beings are what we think they are..."

Andre stopped and narrowed his eyes.

Lyons heard something wrong, tilted his head and read the remaining half of the sentence.

——Human beings are the same as we think, soft-hearted enough and cruel enough, looking forward to meeting you next time, father.

"You have many secrets, Mr. Advisor," said Lyons.

Andre folded the note, stuffed it into Lyons' pocket, turned around and continued to break the spell.

The note is very light, but Andre's strength is not small.

Lyons felt that what was put into his pocket was not a note, but a full beer barrel, and his neck stiffened for a moment due to stress.

He is not good at breaking spells, and he doesn't have holy water in his hand, so he can't help much.Then he stood by the corner of the carriage and watched Andre busy.

The vampire's back was filled with rejection, and for a moment, it seemed awkwardly angry.Lyons shrugged, put his absurd thoughts out of his head, and turned to ask the already safe Daywalker about the situation.

The note was clearly intended to be provocative.

After a burst of cynicism from Andre, Lyons naturally knew that this carriage was just a bait thrown by the other party.

The other party grasped that he would definitely choose the latter between goods and people, so he gave them such a carriage, while other important things had already been transported away.

Including these positioning spells, I am afraid it is also to delay time.

The positioning spell is easy to solve, but it takes time, and requires timely removal.If they choose to follow the previous troops, this car will surely die.

So Andre was right.Even if he made it clear what the other party's intentions were, Lions would still choose life.

From this point of view, his consultants are actually quite capable and dedicated to their duties.

After Andre undid the curse, he turned back and got out of the carriage.Hand over the follow-up matters to Lyons, and turn into a bat to get off work and go home early.

Lyons didn't even have a chance to keep him, because his advisor gave him an excellent reason before he left: "There was no one to feed him at mass for several days, and he was hungry, so I will take the night watch as a funeral."

The author says:

Lyons: My illusion?Why do I feel that the consultant has lost his temper...

Andre: You are thinking too much.I'm simply calling you stupid.

PS: There is a reason for Andre's reaction, it is definitely not awkward (after all, such things are not in line with the style of noble blood)