[Comprehensive Anglo-American] New York People's Suffering History

The portrait of Moriarty painted by Sherlock was lit by a candle, and Freya scattered the ashes of the portrait on the map, and clasped hands with Soapy, chanting a positioning spell.

Ash moved slowly to the left from the Michelson house, then stopped suddenly.

"And that's it?" asked Soapy.

Freya nodded: "Less than two kilometers to the east."

"Yes. I'll notify the captain immediately." Subi took out his phone, and was about to send a message when Freya snatched the phone.

"Honey, don't tell him in a hurry, Klaus has other plans." Freya looked at Soapy with some worry, and then said: "There may be a war between humans and vampires at any time, I understand and support you and Shi Tiff’s feelings, but you should be careful when chatting with him in the future, and some things must be hidden. I believe in his qualities, but I know how easily human will can be broken. From now on, no one but family members Believe it. Can it be done?"

"Is that why you don't contact Batman?" Soapy asked suddenly.

"Why did you mention him all of a sudden?" Freya's frown suddenly relaxed: "Did you hear my conversation with him?"

"Everyone heard it."

"I don't mean that to him at all. It's just that the condom is close, and it may be useful." Freya pulled Soapy to stand up, and said earnestly: "One day you will understand that love is the most important of all relationships." Mishaps are also the shortest. I have a brother who is unconscious and troublesome, a sister who is always entangled with men, and a witch and niece who are young and need to be protected. I can't relax, not for a moment."

"I will defend this family with you." Soapy looked at the positioning spell on the ground. "Also, find my parents. Freya, I have pictures of my parents, can I find them with a spell?"

"Me and Nick have already tried." Freya said cautiously: "There is no trace of them."

"Why does Nick have a picture of my parents?"

"He didn't." Freya said with some distress for her younger brother: "But his studio is full of portraits of your mother. He asked me the day he rescued you. We tried everything and there was no news of your parents. "

Soapy suddenly rushed to the ancient spell book, then turned to one of the pages by memory, and walked up to Freya with the book in his arms. "You can try to use my blood, so that there may be clues to deepen the connection."

Freya and Suby knelt on the ground again, and dripped blood on a larger world map according to the method in the book. The round blood like a ruby, like dewdrops on a lotus leaf, condensed in place without moving a bit.

"There is only one possibility. They are imprisoned by magic." Freya picked up the things on the ground. "This kind of spell is usually tied to the life of the wizard who cast the spell, and what we have to do to find your parents is very simple." Freya looked up at Su Bi with a smile: "Just like what we were going to do. "

"Kill!" Soapy licked the remaining blood from his palm, his eyes turned blood red.

***

Genn only left one of his personal servants, and the rest were sent away with their memories erased.

He entered the room prepared for him by the Michelson family, and said to the dark air flowing around him, "Come out!" Suddenly, a young woman with short blond hair and ear-length hair appeared in the air.

[What did you find out? ] Gunn took the quill pen in front of the vanity mirror and dipped some ink to write on the paper.

The woman in the red dress chanted a spell, and then said: "You can talk now, they can't hear you."

Genn relaxed his vigilance, and asked, "Do the members of the Michelson family have anything to do with the rebel forces in the League?"

"I don't know about this at the moment. But, master, that witch named Freya used a spell to hide the conversation with Suby."

Genn glared at the witch named Riley: "Can't you break Freya's spell?"

"You also know that apart from the joint efforts of the nine elders of the witches' coven, there is no more powerful witch than her." Riley lowered her head in shame, her voice gradually weakened.

Glenn gritted his teeth and said, "The composition of the Michelson family is more complicated than I imagined. Nicklaus, Marcellus, and the wolf girl are all half-wolf and half-vampire. Freya is a powerful witch. And Nick's three-year-old magical baby, who has three bloodlines of werewolf, witch and vampire. Plus Elijah and Rebecca, two ancient pure vampires, any one of them can bloodbath the Union. We To rule the world, the Nicklaus family is not one to take orders from."

Riley carefully reminded: "Master, you missed one."

"Subbie? She's just a cute little vampire." Genn smiled.

"She's a vampire witch. Have you forgotten that you tried to force her to dance and failed?"

"The blood of vampires and witches cannot coexist." Genn has studied various books.He clearly remembered that there were vampires who tried to practice witchcraft, but they either failed to practice or were backlashed by the spell.The origin of witchcraft exists to deal with vampires, and it is impossible for vampires to have witchcraft.

"That's right in theory. But Subby is not an ordinary vampire. Like Klaus's magic baby, she has a vampire blood from the beginning of bleeding." Riley looked at Genn worriedly: "Can you imagine a person who is not old? How scary is a powerful witch who can't die and heal herself?"

"I will make her ours." Genn was full of confidence, a little girl who didn't know much about the world, how difficult it would be to win.

"What if not?"

"That can only let her go to lie in the sarcophagus with the Michelson family." Genn waved to Riley: "You don't have to follow me, just observe secretly after stealth, and take action at any time if there is any change. By the way, let's find out Soapy's preference."

Witch Riley's face twitched, and her voice trembled as she asked, "Are you serious about her?"

Genn glanced at Riley briefly and coldly, then changed his gentle face and walked towards Riley, caressing her face and said, "I'm just trying to get more auxiliary power, don't worry too much."

After Riley left, the only girl left by Genn who was waiting outside the door entered the room, twisted her waist and approached Genn who was already lying on the bed, and took off her clothes as she walked.

In a blink of an eye, the girl knelt on the bed and looked at Genn seductively.

Genn threw his arms around the girl's neck savagely, and pushed away the woman who threw himself into his arms just as his lips were about to touch.

"What's wrong with you?" The girl who almost fell to the ground was a little disappointed.

"It doesn't feel right, you go out! Don't come in without my permission." Genn walked to the desk, picked up a quill pen and began to write a letter to his father Santher who was far away in the League.

***

"Can I borrow your car?" the masked clown leaned against a red Ferrari and said to the girl in the driver's seat who was touching up her makeup.

The girl was startled by the masked man who suddenly appeared in the mirror, then forcefully raised her hand, opened the door and got out of the car consciously.

The clown and Moriarty easily jumped into the car, and the clown threw the girl's wallet on the car seat to her: "Take a taxi and go home, it's not safe at night." After speaking, he turned on the music and walked away humming.

"I like smart people like the lady just now. We got the car, and she saved her life, win-win!" The clown's voice was a little muffled under the mask.

"What to do next?" Moriarty kept stroking his blown hair obsessively.

The clown smiled at Moriarty: "Die!"

Moriarty's back shivered: "Are you kidding me? I can't see your expression now, and I can't judge your emotions. Tell me you don't really want to die, do you?"

"Of course it's suspended animation. Next, we will cooperate for the last time, and then we will go our separate ways." The clown said a little lonely: "To be honest, playing with all human beings is not as interesting as playing with one person. I know you went to the place where we first met last night Has the detective's body been found, has he escaped?"

Moriarty had a strange sense of pride: "Amazing Sherlock, he'll somehow survive."

The clown looked in the rearview mirror, and said unwillingly, "My old friends can always find me."

After the red Ferrari, a cool Batmobile followed.