murder poppy

Andre lived a long time.In the ten years before he became a vampire, too many people spoke ill of him and gave him cold eyes.In the long years after becoming vampires, most of these people only leave a trace of dust and disappear.

Therefore, in his memory, there are only two types of people who have the guts to order him, threaten him, and mock him.

One category is dead, and the other category has only a handful of people.To be precise, there is only one.

Andre's mood was extremely depressed, not sullen and offended, but simply blocked.When he thought of Lioness inexplicably, this kind of dullness was like adding a fire, adding a lot of irritability.

And the hunter in front of him who threatened to make a contract with him was just sawdust thrown into the sparkling fireplace.

"Deed... contract." The hunter took a deep breath. Under Owen, he has always followed the style of his superiors, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and not doing business.The vampires he had seen were nothing more than thirsty prisoners under the blood hunting cell like wild animals in a cage.

Ignorant so bold.

Hunter perfectly confirmed this sentence.

"I just want to save my life! I have information in my hand, you... you are so powerful, it shouldn't be difficult to protect an ordinary person! Isn't it good to make a deal."

Hunter's arrogant side seems to be short-lived.This man has never seen the world, drunk on women and ale every day.

He is ignorant, incompetent, and shameless, but has unparalleled self-esteem.

Andre curled his lips. Just for a moment, he overlapped the man in front of him with the hunter who was holding a silver blade and full of blood on a certain battlefield countless years ago, and brought him a sense of hope.

However, human beings will never let him down. All the surprises are just summer snowmen, and the despicableness in his bones always comes out untimely.

I'm sorry Lioness for comparing him to the hunter at home.thought Andre.

"You don't seem to understand human language very well. I said that your information is of no value to me, and your bargaining chip is invalid." Andre shrugged and squinted at the hunter, as if God looked at a dirty beggar in the world. Sign a contract, I can tell you with regret that you are not worthy."

"Wait, wait! I still have something." The hunter was terrified, and his attitude softened a lot, "What about Lions, don't you care about Lions! They are already trying to catch Lions. Blood Hunter has acted perversely, and the division of power on the night patrol has annoyed many people, but his enemies are happy to stand by! I...I just want to live! I am not greedy anymore! You take me away, and I will tell you everything!"

Fearing that Andre would regret it, the hunter rushed to the bar and snatched the proprietress' bookkeeping book, tore off a sheet and wrote in a panic.

He stuffed the paper to Andre: "My home address, tomorrow, you come tomorrow... Just give me and my family a safe place to live!"

"Please come tomorrow, they will not spare me, the deadline is coming soon! You must come!"

Andre looked at the note for a moment, and finally accepted it.

So, man is really a wonderful creature.

This man wanted to abandon his wife and son in the first sentence, but his face was full of tenderness in the next sentence.

Andre knew that he was aware of his disgust, so he corrected and adjusted it sensitively.

His benevolence and character follow his interests, with countless layers of hypocritical masks on his face.

It's disgusting to think about.

"You are such a good husband. Well, you are also a good father." Andre praised blankly, "Since we want to reach an agreement, show some sincerity. Who are they, and what is the deadline?"

The hunter's complexion froze, his face turned pale, and only his cheeks were flushed: "Yes...they are devils! Everyone is under their control, and they take magic medicine once a month. It's a goddamn medicine that makes people Addictive drugs! The day after tomorrow is the deadline for this month, if I don't register..."

The hunter was trembling, and his lips were a little uneasy, "I really have nowhere to go, those people's methods are outrageous. What they did to us in the case you handled in the North District was a hundred times more terrifying than what they did to that girl!"

After that, he looked around nervously, staring suspiciously at the proprietress who was thinking about herself behind the bar, "I can't say more, they are everywhere."

"Okay." Andre didn't have any empathy for the hypocrite's fear, "I'll go to you tomorrow. It's my husband who will do what you want earlier."

The hunter smiled and thanked, the smile was twisted, half embarrassment, half joy.

This conversation didn't take much time. It was night when Andre came out, and it was still night when he went back.

The open windows let in the night wind.There is a strong wind tonight, with the smell of the distant sea.Salty fishy with sweetness.

The pen and paper for writing letters to Lyons were spread on the table, and Andre was at the window, when he looked back at the desk, half of the moonlight was engraved on his face.The paleness of the moonlight added to the blond hair, turning it into a sickly pale gold.

Andre waved his hand, and the spread letter paper rolled and rolled on the ground.

"Meow!"

Mass couldn't enter the door tonight, so depressed, he just scratched his paw outside the door.

Andre paused for a moment, and kindly let Mass enter the house.

"Reward you." Andre caught the wronged and wronged Mass, and said a word without beginning or end.

The butler stood outside the door early the next morning, and besides bringing Mass and Andre's breakfast, he also delivered a message from Lyons.

Lyons was restless in the South District, and decided to return to the North District as soon as possible after solving the follow-up matters efficiently.According to the date on the letter, Lyons has been away for some time.

It's not Lyons' style to inform him when he goes home, so the purpose of this extra "letter from home" is to remind Andre not to act without authorization and wait for him to come back.

Andre embraced the mass, took the breakfast from the old butler, and only heard the words "Master specially asked me to convey..." before resolutely shutting the butler out of the door.

"...Let you proceed carefully, he will come back as soon as possible."

The butler finished his speech stubbornly.After expressing disapproval of the guest's behavior of eating and feeding the cat in the bedroom, he left with a sigh.

In the afternoon, Andre went to the kitchen and met the old housekeeper who was cooking chicken breasts.

The old housekeeper was concentrating on his work, staring at the gurgling pot in a daze.As soon as he turned his head and put his nose on the button of the cold clothes, his beard crooked from fright.

"Are you here to find food for the mass?" The old butler patted his chest to calm himself down.

"Yes." Andre responded casually, and asked, "Do you know the black market in the North District?"

The old butler stopped tearing the chicken with a smile, "I know, but I have only heard of such unclean places."

He looked at Andre: "Do you have any needs?"

"No." Andre took the meat in his hand, "Don't be nervous, I need to handle the case. I'm going out in the afternoon, please help me take care of the mass again."

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"Everything should be done." The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully suggested, "Master will be here today, do you want to..."

"..." Andre's calm eyes made the housekeeper shut up.

The author says:

happy New Year to all!