murder poppy

The northern district in the middle of the night is the intersection of desolation and prosperity.

A street in the middle of the dark urban area is lit up with dots of starlight, stretching intermittently for half of the residential complex, like a shining Milky Way in the starry sky.

This is a trading area, but also a slum area.

Andre walked among them, looking for the tavern where he had met once.

At this point, the street is no longer lively. Those who are willing to find a woman to spend the night have already found a partner. The prostitute//girl who has no guests can't stand the cold, so she wraps her cloak tightly to cover her chest and goes home early.

The ever-burning oil lamps and a few drunken rascals lying on the side of the street are the only two sights that prove the bustle and bustle of the market.

The tavern is not at the end of the market, there are several grocery stores and hotels in front of it.

The good time to pick up customers has passed, and the door of the tavern is closed. There is neither a woman who comes to hand the menu, nor a man in Martin boots.

Andre knocked on the door of the tavern, and the woman who received him sized him up, looked at the situation in the room, and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, there are no free women in the store."

"I'm here for a drink. I'm not looking for a woman." Andre smiled, and slipped a gold coin over, "By the way, find someone."

The woman grabbed the gold coin, looked at it twice, and bit it with her teeth stained with grease. After confirming that it was real gold, she opened the door with a smile: "Hey, you can't find a girl from a good family when you come here, you only see a woman." I’ve come to catch a traitor, but I haven’t seen a man coming before. Who are you looking for? Tell me! I’ll help you find out the bad guy.”

"Blood hunter." Andre changed his face when he saw the woman, and said, "I'm a regular visitor here, in his 30s. It should be easy to find?"

"It's easy to find..." The woman looked Andre up and down, "But this man has a wife and children at home, but he runs to our place every day. When he comes here, he only looks for a woman and scolds the boss. He feels poor even if he is poor." How powerful I am. If he was not willing to empty his family property to pay back the money, he would have been kicked out earlier."

The woman scolded and said to Andre: "You don't have a good vision."

"You're thinking wrong about work." Andre smiled at the woman and added, "I don't like men."

He doesn't appear to be lying at all. Logically speaking, not only does he not like men, he doesn't even like men very much.

The woman suddenly realized, her face blushed a lot, "I said...he is upstairs, and he is probably working on something right now, do you want to go up?"

Andre frowned and waved his hands, "No, let me know that Andre is coming to see him, and he will come down within half an hour."

"Okay." The woman thought about it in her heart, curled her lips in disdain, "If you want me to say, 10 minutes is enough."

She muttered as she went upstairs.

The old stairs creaked, the store was empty, and those with companions went to see the rooms, and those who couldn't find them finished drinking and naturally wanted to go home.

After a while, the woman came down with her oily and wine-stained skirt, "I called you, and I'll be here in a while."

Andre nodded, "Thank you."

The woman snorted, got into the bar, and after a while brought out a glass of red wine and put it in front of Andre: "Return one of your gold coins."

After she finished speaking, a seemingly sweet smile appeared on her heavily made-up face under the dim yellow light.It's just that the skin condition looks poor because of the poor quality of powder and fat.

Andre took the wine glass, "You are worth a gold coin."

"Men's mouths are deceiving, but if a good-looking man says it, at least it sounds better." The woman rolled her eyes, hummed and walked away with her waist twisted.

Just as the woman expected, in the early 10 minutes, there was a sound of panicked footsteps on the stairs.

The hunter was wrapped in the same cloak as Lioness, but it was crumpled and stained with a strange liquid.

Andre's hand holding the wine glass froze, and moved half an inch away from the table without a trace.

The hunter almost pounced on him. There was no strange smell on his body, and his temperature was not high.

Andre pondered for a moment, realizing that there seemed to be no intimacy upstairs at all.The hunter's current state is more like fleeing for his life than piao/prostitution.

"It's you!" The hunter grabbed the corner of the table, ecstatic, "I knew you would come, I knew you would come! Try to know you!"

"Tell me your purpose." Andre ignored the hunter's fiery eyes as he looked at the savior, and went straight to the point.

"You keep checking the source of these medicines, right? I can give you clues, but you want to send me out of the North District."

Andre raised his eyebrows: "I'm a vampire, you should go to the inspector for the case investigation."

"No! Can't find him, he's already eyeing Lyons. You send me out of town, I have no family, I'm alone. I know a lot."

"The proprietress said just now, you have a wife and children?" Andre saw the hunter pouted impatiently, and then said, "I can't handle the matter of going out of the city, and it's unrealistic for you to settle in the South District. Since you know a lot, You should be clear about his methods... can you really escape?"

The hunter trembled, as if being strangled by the neck, he was speechless.

Andre has never liked the cowardice and selfishness in human nature. A selfish person may be able to achieve great things, but a cowardly and selfish person must be as filthy as a rag that has fallen into the sewer.

"You are really looking for the wrong person. I don't care whether you humans survive or perish. I'm not a member of the blood hunter." Andre put down his glass, stood up and left, "Use conscience and responsibility as bargaining chips with the evil ghosts. You're too stupid to make a deal. Enjoy your stay here, Mister Hunter."

"You!" The veins on the hunter's forehead were exposed, and the blood hunt was well-known in the northern district. As long as he wore this cloak, at least no one would dare to trip him in front of him.

Except for the blood hunting executives, he was always the target of fawning wherever he went in the North District.The hunter gritted his teeth, seeing that Andre really wanted to leave, he had no choice but to shout: "I can tell you everything, but I have conditions!"

Andre turned his head, looked at the sweating hunter and said, "Let's hear it."

"They are burying threads in the blood hunt, and everything is openly sold on the black market. I know the insider and the black market manager, including the operation method, delivery route and source of origin. I can tell you all these. The condition is that you protect my life Safety, and I will take half of all profits, whether it is money or rights."

The man was calculating, and seemed to be uneasy, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and said: "Yes, I don't believe you, you vampires are all liars who go back on their promises. I want you to sign a contract with me to ensure that you will not go back on your word."

Seemingly quite satisfied with his own thoughts, the hunter who thought he was perfect became proud, and looked up at Andre who was staring at him interestingly.

That look wasn't appreciation, nor was it showing weakness.

It is a kind of indifference to appreciate the stupid inferiors.

Andre narrowed his eyes and looked at the hunter: "What do you want to sign with me?"

The author says:

Andre and Lyons are just old acquaintances at the moment, and because of the contract, the two parties' perception of each other is actually more similar to a temporary cooperative transaction relationship.Even a little hostile.The emotional line will follow the plot.Andre's attitude towards Lyons is now different from that of ordinary humans, and he will even inadvertently give him more expectations.There is a certain change!There are still many stories behind them, and they will be told slowly. I hope everyone will not be in a hurry.