kiss the night

The newspaper with the photo of the female star was taken away, but Yan Zhao was stunned. He thought about it in his mind carefully, and suddenly remembered the woman he saw in the basement of Laurentine's castle - she and the woman in the newspaper The female celebrities look very similar, but Yan Zhao doesn't dare to jump to conclusions, because although the two people look similar, one is a glamorous female celebrity, while the other is a lunatic with disheveled hair.

It feels very different.

While thinking, Yan Zhao subconsciously walked towards Laurenting's office.

The office building is an independent red brick building, surrounded by two-story trees, and it is extremely quiet on weekdays.Going along the corridor, Laurentine's office is the one at the end. Yan Zhao walked in the empty corridor, and could only hear his own footsteps, which suddenly made him feel uneasy.

Will not.he thinks.

The kind Mr. Duke helped him many times, and he must be a kind-hearted person. Laurentine would definitely not do such an act of imprisoning a strange woman in the basement. What's more, the newspaper didn't say that Catherine had reappeared Was it in public?

Yan Zhao persuaded himself in his heart like this, but he couldn't help feeling suspicious... What if Laurenting helped him for another purpose?Maybe the female star is really the same person in the basement?After all, in such a castle far away from the crowd and undisturbed, how could he guarantee that the dirty things among the rich and powerful would not happen here.

Yan Zhao knocked on the heavy wooden door several times, but no one responded. Just as he was about to knock again, the door was blown open by a gust of wind—the door was also half-closed.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Zhao walked into Laurenting's office.

There is no one in the room. This office is temporarily refurbished. There are not many sundries in it. There are bookcases, desks, a sofa for meeting guests, and a coffee table. There is nothing special except the coffee table. And the desk is covered with all kinds of books and documents, like a mountain of paper, very conspicuous.

It seems that Laurentine is not lying when he said that he needs someone to help sort out the materials.

Yan Zhao roughly glanced at the information on the coffee table, and he didn't dare to use it without Laurentine's order. However, when he looked up, he suddenly found a corner of a piece of yellow kraft paper on the table not far away. Very conspicuous among the white paper.

By coincidence, Yan Zhao walked over. He pulled out the piece of kraft paper from under the table, and found that it looked like a letter. Action risks breaking it.

It's not a good thing to look through things while others are not there, but since Yan Zhao has picked up the paper, he can't help but see the words written on it.

The handwriting looks like English, but after careful reading, it is found that it cannot be read completely fluently, and because the handwriting is not clear, Yan Zhao can only tell that it is ancient English with some superficial professional knowledge, and there are some short words. The words "Fangs", "Power" and the like.

Fangs?

Yan Zhao almost remembered for a moment that he had overheard the conversation of the maid in the castle. This word appeared repeatedly recently, which made Yan Zhao a little sensitive.

Just when he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"doing what?"

Yan Zhao was frightened, and subconsciously slapped the kraft paper in his hand back on the table, turned around, took a step back, and hit the corner of the table behind him.

Laurentine frowned and helped him up: "So timid?"

"Sir, Mr. Laurentine!" Yan Zhao apologized in a panic, "I didn't mean to peek at your profile, I just..."

"It's ready to read." Laurentine interrupted his apology. He went around behind the desk, took the kraft paper that Yan Zhao saw just now, and put it in a drawer, as if nothing had happened.

Yan Zhao didn't speak.

"I retrieved these materials from the municipal library. Recently, some professors had some disagreements on the factual research of the Crusades, so I need to reconfirm the teaching plan. Your task today is to help me filter out the relevant parts. " Laurentine continued talking on his own, pointing to the coffee table in front of him, indicating that Yan Zhao could work.

Yanzhao may not be very smart, but he is still very confident in his concentration. Since Laurentine asked him to help screen the materials, he stopped thinking about other things and focused on the task at hand.

None of those materials were in Yanzhao's native language, which made it difficult for him to read.

While he was working hard, Laurentine was holding his chin and observing the boy in front of him—this is a very strange newborn, I don’t know if it’s because he lived in human society since he was a child, this newborn is not like most vampires. too same.

He seems to be very fragile, and he dare not resist when he is called around by a group of "prey", but at the same time he is alert. You can't see the arrogance of many newborn vampires in him, but you can see a kind of judging the situation. Wisdom... You know, for a predator like a vampire who stands at the top of the food chain, aloofness seems to be a common defect in newborns, and it usually takes a long life to smooth out such edges and corners.

With a crisp sound of "ding", a glass of clear water was placed in front of Yan Zhao, and Laurentine stood in front of him: "Take a break and do it later, you don't need to finish it all today."

The boy's deer-like round eyes blinked, and he held Qing Shui in his hands and thanked him.

"How do you read the information?" Laurentine asked him.

"It's okay, sir." Yanzhao rubbed his thumb on the glass wall unconsciously, "But I'm actually curious about one thing, you know, English is not my mother tongue... I mean, why are there so many Among the students, you chose me to help you with this matter?"

Laurentine laughed, and he sat across from Yan Zhao, with his slender legs folded, one hand resting on the armrest beside him, and he sat casually.

"I thought I've helped you so many times, the relationship between us is at least closer than outsiders."

"That's natural." Yan Zhao hurriedly responded, but his frown did not relax, "But why did you help me?"

"That was easy..."

"That's really a small matter for you." Yan Zhao interrupted him, "but it's also because it's a small matter, isn't it? For you, there are many things to deal with every day, and such small things may not require you to personally Deal with it." This question has been in Yan Zhao's mind for a long time, he thought, it's better to ask clearly.

Laurentine remained silent and did not answer his question. Instead, he got up and paced in front of the bookshelf. He took out a book from nowhere and put it in front of Yan Zhao.

It was an old book with an unofficially entertaining title, Ten Strange Things You Should Know About Renal City.

Yan Zhao looked at Laurenting suspiciously, not understanding why he handed this kind of book to him, let alone a college student, even a junior high school student could tell the authenticity of this thing.

"Do you believe this too?" Yan Zhao casually flipped through the contents of the book and glanced at it. The content in it was the most popular kind of novelty-seeking urban ghost stories ten years ago.

Laurentine shook his head: "Some are true and some are false, maybe we need to analyze it ourselves."

After being interrupted by Laurentine, Yan Zhao completely forgot the question he asked before. He sorted out the materials and went back to the apartment alone. go and see.

Si Qi was not at home, Yan Zhao was the only one in the apartment, which made him relieved.

He prepared dinner, nestled on the sofa, prepared to watch TV for a rest, and enjoy some alone time, but unexpectedly, as soon as he turned on the TV, he saw a piece of temporary news, which was written in capital letters on the scrolling lower sidebar: Reina There was a third incident of wild animals attacking people in Seoul.