murder poppy

A madman wouldn't mind being thought of as a dog, but he would mind being thought of as a stupid, old old hound by his master.

Derek closed his eyes, as if listening to beautiful piano music.

"My things belong to me after all," Derek said. "As for the throne, it's not as attractive as a nobleman's head."

"Brandy" instantly lowered his face and looked at Derek.

The baron's expression was like a great performance in a circus, Derek admired and commented.

"Vecjorel has sat on the vine-wrapped throne for a long time, and has become a decayed and proud statue. It's time to use some other means to get along with our king. Thank you Baron for your proposal, please go back." Derek Smiling, a group of bats jumped up from all around and pushed open the heavy door.

The dark corridor unfolded behind the baron, silently signaling to see off the guests.

This earth-shattering persuasion was full of thunder and rain, and ended with little interest from the divine master.

The fearful viscount heaved a sigh of relief, while the baron turned pale.

Derek had a panoramic view of all the reactions, closed his eyes, and the bats gathered together to cover the round glass window, covering the last beam of light, and the light hitting the high platform disappeared, proving that God had exited.

A bat with a green face and fangs stood in front of "Brandy", with its exposed fangs sticking up its thin lips, showing a sneering expression: "Please come back, Baron."

"Brandy" took one last look at the dark high platform and the "sleeping" god on it, and turned to leave.

The bat flapped its wings to keep up, watching the two leave.

All the way to the end of the corridor, "Brandy"'s drooping fingers danced, and the puppet moved suddenly, blocking the way of the bat.

Luo Teng has a slender body, but his frame is not small. His fingers are slender, with well-defined joints, and when they are erected, they are enough to block the head of a bat.

The bat had a contemptuous attitude all the way, flying recklessly, never expecting that someone would dare to stop it, so it bumped into Luo Teng's palm.

"Since it's a pet, stay with the owner honestly," Luo Teng said quietly, "otherwise the baron won't make compensation if the bat's head is wrung off one day."

The bat stared at Luo Teng with blood-red eyes, "A puppet that has been trained is not even worthy of a pet, so please talk less. Does your master treat you like a living thing?" "

Luo Teng's expression was normal. He was really like a puppet without ears. He couldn't understand insults and could only dutifully convey the meaning of his master.

There was a hoarse and gloomy laugh, and the silver dagger fell down suddenly.

"squeak!!!!"

The shrill cry echoed at the end of the corridor, and at the same time, with a "slap", a bat wing fell from the ground.

"Brandy" put away the blade and wiped it with a flannel cloth, as if it was stained with dirt: "An obedient puppet is much cuter than a stupid pet."

The bat lost half of its wings and fell to the ground. Blood flowed to Luo Teng's feet, staining half of his boots red.

"Brandy" didn't look at it at all. The owner of the puppet seemed to cherish the ornaments around him suddenly, elusive and cruel.There was a roar of "creak" and "creak" in the bat's throat, and finally it all choked back.

"gone."

Luo Teng turned around without hesitation, and followed behind "Brandy".

After the three of them left, the wall became solid again. There was no mark of any formation on the solid-colored wall, and a faint smell of blood wafted in the corridor.

In the pitch-black temple, the closed-eyed god on the high platform opened his eyes, his blood-red pupils stared at the gate, a poisonous snake bared its fangs like a snake letter, and the smile on his mouth reached his eyes.

The bat with broken wings wobbled and struggled to fly back to the main hall, blood trickling down to the high platform.

"Squeak."

The sound of struggling wings wandered back and forth in the silent hall, bones rubbed against each other, and the sound was piercing and painful.

The bat is Derek's eyes and Derek's tongue.

It wasn't a pet to pet, just a tool that suited Derek's temperament.

The bat stared at its owner in horror, its pale knuckles stuck between its neck, and Derek raised the corner of his mouth to look at it: "Broken tools can be repaired or replaced. This time I want to... change one .”

"Crack it."

The bat's neck was broken quietly, Derek tore off the bat's intact wings, and stuffed it into his mouth like a delicacy.

The sound of chewing bones and flesh echoed in the hall, like a dark and intense movement.

The swallowed bat turned into smoke, nourishing Derek.

The bats of vampires are part of them, what kind of master will have what kind of bat.

The wingless bat disappeared completely. Derek twirled his fingers, and a ball of gray-black yarn soon appeared at the front of the armrest.

The ball of wool has two mung bean-like eyes and pointed ears, and its two wings are intact, staring at Derek ignorantly.After a while, the little bat's eyes turned blood red, and its harmless young teeth opened fiercely, with the same expression as Derek.

"The old-fashioned king and the rebellious ministers, an excellent drama theme." Derek stroked the bat's head and said to himself, "When the old legend ends, a new story should begin. Vijorel, I look forward to you performance."

***

On the first floor of the library, three figures in dresses walked into the guest room across the moonlight.

Luo Teng has never been to the first floor, he has always followed the current Baron Brandy, living in the basement or in the arms of a man.

The first floor of the library is quiet and elegant, and there is still a faint bookish atmosphere, not bloody, nor obscene////misty.

Luo Teng was in a trance for a moment, as if he was dreaming.

Baron "Brandy" and the Viscount have changed their appearance. The only Viscount straightened his waist, and his bundled blond hair scattered wantonly.

Andre doesn't like to tie his hair, which is a new discovery of Lyons recently.

"The detective's acting skills are very good. If the blood hunt doesn't want you, you can go to the circus to find a job." Andre straightened his hair and removed the illusion from Lyons at the same time.

This is the second time Andre has suggested that Lyons do some literary creation. The hunter who has lived for many years seems to have rich experience and is very good at portraying different characters.

Andre still remembers the intricate story of day walkers and merchants in the black market, which is much more interesting than Derek's clichéd plot.

Just now, the city was quite deep, and Brandy, who had seduced the regicide, had a cold face at the moment. He glanced at the vampire who was teasing him, and did not answer.

The Viscount is a dissolute waste who never dares to kill the king, but Brandy, who is the head of the family, can have this courage.

Brandy's group has always been power-hungry, extreme and gloomy, so living a puppet to guide Derek to kill the king is something Brandy can do.

Andre programmed everyone's reactions and thoughts, guessing that Derek would point the finger at Brandy, but in the original plan, it was enough for Lioness to just acquiesce.Unexpectedly, Lyons played freely, said a series of decent lines, and even smiled like Brandy.

"Master Lyons is very similar." Luo Teng said suddenly.

Lioness was so familiar with all of Brandy's behaviors, the rhythm of his fingers, the accent when he spoke, that Luo Teng almost thought that the standing one was his master.

Before that, Lions and Brandy didn't even spend a day together.

"Little trick." Lyons untied the metal wire wrapped around his fingertips, and said lightly.

A pair of observing eyes is the basic element of a hunter, and Brandy's puppet thread wrapped around his fingertips is very tight.Relying on the flexibility of the blood race's skin, it will not break easily, and it has been wrapped around the phalanx many times, making several depressions.

To keep the details perfect, Lyons wraps the wire around his fingers with the same force.

The hunter's physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary people, but it cannot be compared with the blood race.After removing the metal wire, the fingertips turned white and numb, and slightly oozing blood.

Lyons stretched his five fingers unsuccessfully, paused for a moment, and lowered his arms.

"Snapped."

The tingling palms were held, and the cold skin of the vampire felt sore. Under the pale skin, the blood was boiling like being injected with life, and soon he became conscious.

Andre let go of his hand and said, "Performance fee."

Lines clenched and opened his fist, fully recovered and asked, "Will Derek take the bait?"

Derek is an unpredictable ghost. It seems that spiders and poisonous snakes live in his mind, and countless dead bones are buried, which is weird and frightening.

No one can explore this area, no one can see what kind of monsters live in this "cemetery", except Andre.

"He will," Andre said. "He'll act like an actor in a play. Derek is a good actor, after all."

"Brandy doesn't need to worry anymore, he will soon be too busy to take care of a missing puppet." Andre said, looking at Luo Teng, who was obviously taken aback.

"You don't need to be called Luo Teng anymore. It's not a good name. Where do you want to go next?" Lyons asked.

Andre seemed to look at Lioness, with a little secret dissatisfaction in his pupils. After struggling for a long time, he chose to be buried.

Luo Teng was a little uneasy and a little dazed.

He only remembered that his name was Luo Teng, and he was a fake puppet. He wanted to imitate the appearance of a puppet and perform emotions, but he had to be like a piece of wood.

His name is not Luo Teng, what should he be called?He's not in the Brandy family, where should he go?

This is a difficult problem for Luo Teng.

Andre glanced at Lyons and said, "There is a villa in the suburbs of the North District. There is a lonely old man and an old deer in it. If you want, you can live there temporarily."

The lonely old man was the old housekeeper, and the old deer was his ration.And the villa in the suburbs is naturally Lyons' home.

Andre accepted Lynes' gaze calmly, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Detective is really understanding when asking a puppet's name."

Although his voice was lowered, Luo Teng could still hear it, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

Andre stretched out his palm, and a gray-black hair ball rushed out of the darkness, its small wings flickered and landed on his palm with a small body.Andre handed the bat to Luo Teng: "It will guide you."

Mr. Inspector, who was directly skipped by his subordinates to recruit tenants, was silent for a moment, and wrote a letter to Luo Teng.

That night, the puppet not named Luo Teng followed the shaking fur ball out of the library on the high mountain in the middle of the night and disappeared in the dense forest.

Lyons watched him go away from the window on the first floor, and suddenly said, "One gold coin a month."

The vampire behind him widened his eyes, gritted his teeth after the hunter lay down, and said, "Cunning hunter."