[Leilu Modern AU] Scarlet World

Vanna Pudula.

The name made Charlie Combren involuntarily take a breath, and this subconscious reaction did not escape the eyes of the observant killer "Vampire".

"What are you afraid of?" Lester asked.

"I knew, when Louis found me again, I knew..." the priest murmured, "I knew..."

"Excuse me," Lester made a pause gesture, "I'm curious, sir, what else do you think Mr. Pudula could be looking for you for? Isn't the only connection between you is that child? "

Camron didn't respond to Lester's taunt, and as the murmur became smaller and smaller, he slowly lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.Lester, who was standing, couldn't see his expression.After a while, just when Lester was about to run out of patience and was about to speak, he raised his head again.

Lester was surprised to find that the expression on the other party's face had changed to one full of confidence, or complacent.He raised his eyes sullenly, and there seemed to be a cold light in his cloudy eyes, which made the latter realize that something was wrong.

"Then why don't you tell me what you want to know?" The priest stared at Lester with a confident sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Lester tried hard to suppress the anxiety in his heart.The situation has been reversed, and now the subject of the conversation has changed from him to this old man. Even though Camron's hands and legs are bound, and Lester's hands and feet are flexible and he still has a weapon in his hand, but He just has it under control.

This is definitely not because Leicester did anything wrong. In fact, he has been able to do everything well in the early stage. Although old Charlie escaped carefully, he was finally caught by him. And it was all the more creepy when old Charlie realized he had no idea who this man was or what he was up to, which was exactly what Lestat needed and did.

Now the tables were turned and Lester fell into a passive position, purely because old Charlie realized that only he knew what this man wanted to know.This is because he is meticulous in his work and has no flaws.Besides, he doesn't use the internet and he doesn't keep a diary, so Claudia can't do anything, and Louis can't find anything, because the priest's house never leaves anything about Vanner, it's all in his head , with the death of Vanna Pudula, he became the only insider in the world.

It was this kind of uniqueness that gave Charlie Combrun his strong self-confidence. He even dared to provoke Lester with some ironic words, because he was sure that the other party also knew his uniqueness, so he didn't dare to do anything to him.

"Everything." Lester put away his slippery tone and replied in a more serious tone, "I want to know what happened between Vana Pudula and you."

"Everything? Hahahaha," the priest laughed, as if mocking Lester's self-confidence, "Who do you think you are? Everything, hahahaha..."

"Did you know?" Lester gently stroked the back of the knife against the priest's neck. He stared at the knife without raising his eyelids. "I can make you die without pain, or you can die in pain."

"is it?"

Lester raised his eyes: "This...is the choice I gave you."

"Hahaha, choose, okay, come on, come on!" Comron licked his lips and provoked him a little crazy. At this time, no one could connect him with that loving priest, " Let me die in extreme pain with your confusion! Do you dare? Come on!"

"Do you think I dare not?" Lester said coldly.

"You just do that!" Comron's eyes sparkled with madness, and he almost growled, "Let me die here alone with the truth—" He looked around, "In this deserted corner ! And you, still know nothing, Pudula! Louis Pudula knows nothing!"

Then, panting heavily, he said to Lester in a slightly soothing tone: "You know what? You don't deserve to ask, you gutter rat who depends on charity."

Lester didn't get angry, didn't move, he kept looking at Charlie Comblan with that gloomy look.

At this moment, Charlie felt a cold and hard object pressed against the back of his head.

"Then am I worthy? Father."

......

For a time, Charlie Commran believed in the words of the man who called himself Lester Drianco, not just who he was—a private eye paid to do dirty work or a bounty hunter or a mercenary. class, but also its abilities.

He believes that Leicester has no need to lie to him when he has the upper hand.Therefore, when Lester asked the phrase "Do you think a gentleman like Pudula will come here", he also believed it.

He originally thought that the kidnapping was done by Lester alone, perhaps there were other accomplices, subordinates or partners, and Louis Pudula, of course, was waiting for the result in the luxurious manor in York.

In fact, in his decades of life, he also dealt with many rich people.In his opinion, those rich masters are extremely respectful, and those rich young masters are all above the top.They are rich, very rich, and they are used to buying everything with money, no matter what it is, material, sex, dignity, human life.They obviously did a lot of dirty things, but they declared that they were afraid of dirty things, so they never did it themselves. Naturally, countless people were willing to do things for them.In this way, if the incident happens, it is easy to separate the relationship.

Fan Na, Fan Na is certainly not this kind of person, he is different.However, Camron did not expect that Vanner's elder brother, Louis, the young man who now owns the entire Pudula Group, would personally follow his trail to this ghostly place after six years. The broken warehouse, and put a pistol on his head.

Then he realized that he was in an even better position, because Louis Pudula was obviously much more interested in his brother than he had imagined, and six years later, this interest had not diminished in the slightest.

"Hahaha," the priest turned his head slightly, "is that you, Louis? Why don't you come up to me and let me see you?"

"But I don't want to do that."

Louis' cold voice made Camron sigh, and he said with pretended regret, "Then we can't have a good conversation."

Then he felt the muzzle leave the back of his head, and the gunman rushed from behind him in front of him.

The gun was thrown on the ground casually, and Louis grabbed the priest's collar tightly with his left hand, and punched him viciously in the face with his right hand: "Is this enough?!"

Before Charlie could answer, Louis punched him hard again: "Is this enough?! Is it enough for us to have a good talk?"

He grabbed the other party's collar, pulled the other party to him, took a few breaths, stared into the other party's eyes, and said in that unquestionable tone: "Charlie Comron, tell me, are you right?" What did Vanner do?"

The priest was punched twice in a row, and he couldn't dodge or evade. Therefore, a strong smell of rust was already welling up in his mouth. He tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of bloodshot saliva, licked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly smiled stand up.

He was laughing almost explosively, shaking his head while laughing: "You know, Louis?...You are really similar to Vanner."

Louis stared at him coldly, without saying a word.

Perhaps it was because the interlocutor had finally changed from a private detective who had nothing to do with the matter to Vanna Pudula's own brother, and Father Comeron finally couldn't hold back his inner desire.

He looked at the face that was [-]% similar to Vanner, his eyes were loose, as if he saw someone else through Louis, and his face showed a look of nostalgia and yearning.

Seeing this kind of look and expression at close range made Louis feel disgusted in his heart, as if his heart had been licked by the cold letter of a poisonous snake, so he let go of the priest's collar and took a step back.

"Did you know? You, all of you," Camron took a breath, as if waking up from some beautiful dreamy memories, refocused his eyes, looked at Louis, and said in a soft tone, " So...beautiful. He also has such thick long hair. His eyes, that amazing green, like a lake in the forest, so, so clear. But you know what attracts me most about him ? His fragility, he's so fragile, he's beautiful, and fragile, like a crystal..."

Lester noticed that with Comron's words, Louis' body began to tremble, and in the end it was almost shaky, as if he had seen some horribly huge monster or witnessed a cruel and terrible murder. It was the coolness that penetrated into the bone marrow that made him tremble so hard.

Camron also noticed Louis's expression. He saw the mist in the eyes of the adult man who was so similar to Vanner because of fear, and he also saw the other's lips that began to turn white and trembled uncontrollably. , He didn't miss the violent shaking of the opponent's body.At this moment, he seemed to see the shadow of Vanner in Louis, who was so fragile, so frightened, and thus so thrillingly beautiful...

"But you, Louie, you are of age, and your beauty has begun to fade. Yet he, his beauty is more fragile and sensitive than yours, he is as transparent and fragile as crystal...he is the Lord's Messenger, an angel, a daffodil with self-pity, a gift...the Lord sent him into this world to give to the world, but the world is guilty, they will only blaspheme him...he belongs only to the Lord. …”

Louis' face became paler and paler amidst the priest's incantation-like voice. His expression was both weak and terrified, and dense beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead. It was cold sweat.

He was getting closer and closer to the truth, but he was also in more and more pain. He bit his lips almost masochistically, trying to restrain the coldness deep in his heart, but it was useless. He already tasted blood in his mouth. But he still can't calm down...

"Enough!" Lester yelled to stop, "He belongs to the Lord, what are you!"

"Me?" The aged priest smiled nervously and murmured, "I am the Lord."

TBC.