[Leilu Modern AU] Scarlet World
Chapter 37
Louie opened his eyes again and saw the roof made of brown rolled logs.
"woke up?"
A voice asked faintly.
Louis opened his mouth and tried to answer, but...
"Ho-"
This scene is inexplicably familiar.
Like the previous time, Louis struggled to sit up and observed his surroundings.
He was in a stone hut with a wooden roof and some old furniture, and a fire burned in the fireplace not far away, so even in late autumn, he was covered with only a blanket. feel cold.
Diagonally across from him was a blond man.The man was sitting in the corner, with one leg stretched out and the other bent, his head slightly tilted against the wall, holding a small object in his right hand and tossing it around.
Louis looked down at himself again.As he was about to tuck the pillows behind him for more comfort, he found a bottle of mineral water next to the pillows which had been unscrewed and capped, and he opened it without much trouble.He gulped and drank a few sips.
Finally, his smoldering throat was soaked by the cool water, and he could speak a few words slowly: "How long... have I been asleep?"
"Three days."
"...where are we?"
"What do you think? You idiot, we're in a crappy mountain hut with nothing on."
The words the blond man said seemed to make him angry. He threw the things in his hand and stood up.Louis noticed that the thing might be a fruit or a small sandbag or something.
The man walked towards Louis with a scowling look on his face.He dragged a wooden armchair, sat upside down, and rode it with his legs wide open.His hands were folded over the top of the back of the chair, and his head rested on his arms.
"Satisfied?" he asked angrily. "Are you happy now? Are we hiding here? Are you comfortable now?"
"...Lester."
"Why, Louis!" Lester patted the back of the chair angrily, "We could have dealt with the scene all night, cleaned it up, and left easily, why did you set the fire yourself?!"
"I'm sorry... Lester," Louie explained, "I just thought I should do that myself..."
"Then you can at least ask me to guide you from the sidelines! Instead of making your own decisions!"
"I'm sorry for not respecting your professional..."
"Who the hell is telling you that you are professional?!" Lester swears a rare swear word, which shows that he is frustrated and helpless, and he demanded, "You damn bastard! If I go later, are you Didn't you intend to burn yourself in it?!"
"No... I'll come out by myself."
"Would you know it? Look at your limp virtue, will you know it!"
"I will, I promised you," Louie replied, "you got my promise, remember?"
Lester was momentarily at a loss for words.After a long while, his expression slowly eased. Louis' words made him feel much better, but there was still a grunt of dissatisfaction in his throat.
Of course, Louis has also realized how much trouble his reckless behavior has caused them.
"Come on, Lester..." he asked in a yearning tone, "tell me what happened these days?"
Lester glanced at Louis, and the flattery in the latter's eyes made most of his anger disappear.
In fact, after escaping from the fire, Louis fell unconscious. Lester didn't know whether to call this a coma or a deep sleep. Anyway, Louis couldn't wake up, and Lester was like traveling with a mummy.Moreover, at the beginning of the trip, the mummy was in a very bad state, covered in blood and dust.
In order to avoid suspicion, Lester could not drag Louis, who was covered in blood, to the crowded place, after all, he was also covered in blood.He could only drive into the untouched forest and look for water sources everywhere.
In the early hours of the morning, he finally found a creek. He first sneaked out of the car to check the surrounding unsafe factors, so as not to encounter any outdoor enthusiasts or groups of boy scouts who went to camp in the deep mountains for nothing.After confirming that no one was around, he washed himself first, then took Louis to the water source to scrub clean, changed the two of them into the extra clean clothes in the luggage, and then disposed of the clothes that were covered with clotted and blackened blood. fell, and then had to drag Louis, who was still dead, back into the car...
He, the great vampire, a well-known killer in the industry, and Lester Drianco, who walked out of the building lightly, chewing gum and humming a song after finishing his target, when on earth was he in such a mess?
Lester has accumulated a lot of resentment in the past few days, and now he can't express it to this abominable culprit, so he can only use another way to vent it, so as not to suffocate himself to death.
Lester's chatter was suddenly opened.He began his babbling, almost like a star girl who knows everything about Hollywood stars, from whether Marlon Brando is the most handsome man in the world in a leather jacket to whether the spoiler in Tom Holland's latest interview was intentional. Just like that, complaining about his experience in the past few days.
And so Louis knew how much his dear Lester had gone after his coma to make them both clean and look less like two fugitive murderers.
After doing all this, how did Lester take him all the way north while avoiding residential areas as much as possible.During the period, they changed a car, refueled a few times, and bought some mineral water and canned food.When passing the second gas station, Morata, an enthusiastic cashier girl at the convenience store next door, wanted Lester's phone number. Lester had to give a fake number on the grounds that the phone was temporarily out of power, but it was not a fake number. , because it was indeed his number, one of countless spare numbers, but he would never use it in the future.
As for the follow-up in the warehouse, Lester simply checked the Internet at noon on the third day.
There was no one there, and the fire started in the middle of the night. When people in the distance finally noticed it early in the morning, whether it was because of the smell or the sight of the thick smoke, there was almost nothing left of it.
Ten minutes later, the firefighters arrived from the urban area. Due to the lack of combustible materials, the fire had already weakened to almost nothing.
The police who arrived later found nothing but a charred and unnamed corpse, because Lester, who was meticulous, didn't put too many things there in the first place.They chose the most common car models on the market, and this abandoned warehouse tens of kilometers away from the densely populated urban area, except for a knife, a gun, some twine tape and several barrels of gasoline, everything else Did not bring in.
When Lester dragged Louis away, he didn't forget to pick up the pocket knife and pistol, and even the wooden chair he sat on was kicked into the fire by him.And the arson villain Louis Pudula, although he is a jerk, at least remembers that he said that he should wear gloves when working, so all Lester has to do is drag Louis away and take off the pair of burlap gloves. Regardless of whether any fingerprints happened to be left on those gasoline cans. ——Taking a step back, even if there is, Louis, who has a clean record, doesn't have any information to compare it with.
Forensic examination showed that the deceased was a middle-aged and elderly male who seemed to have been abused by more than one person before his death.Because the nasal cavity, throat and lungs are all clean, they were burned like that after death.The local police checked for a long time, but they were helpless, and no one claimed it. It can only be classified as an unsolved case, guessing which gang punished the traitor and so on.
Of course, thanks to the individual governments of the states, they absolutely cannot link the murder and cremation case in this suburban warehouse with the mysterious disappearance of a priest in York, thousands of kilometers away, half a month ago. .
And Louis, the shameless little bastard in Lester's mouth, has been sleeping soundly when he was in a state of desperation, without any initiative, and asked Lester to do it for him.
Lester not only wiped off the blood and changed his clothes, but also gave him a bath when he was staying in a nondescript motel-this so-called bath was a full service, shaving, washing his hair Hair, conditioner, blow dry.
When Lester ate sandwiches or canned food to fill his stomach, he didn't forget to get some glucose for Louis, so that Louis' body would not over-consume the stored fat due to lack of energy.Even so, Louis, who hadn't eaten normally for three days, still lost a lot of weight.
When they passed the cabin, Lester made the excuse that during their road trip his partner needed a break from being drunk the night before and was now unconscious, and the well-meaning elderly couple agreed to rent the room cheaply to the Two lovely young men.
Well, after they lived here peacefully for one night, Louis Pudula, who woke up early and late, woke up in the warm room, refreshed, clean-haired, decent, the only one Discomfort is that the throat is dry and unable to speak for a while.And although the unlucky and caring Lester was angry and anxious, reluctant, but considering that Louis probably had no strength, he even screwed the bottle cap for him in advance.
In the end, these three full days, three days of bitterness, were three days of low life for Leicester, and it seemed that Louis did not exist. He had never experienced anything, and he just recovered from the crash state with one click.
Louis struggled to get out of bed, and Lester was furious seeing his weakness.He had no choice but to walk over and press him down, then sat down against the edge of the bed, and asked awkwardly, "What?"
Inglourious Basterds didn't say a word, just gave the well-meaning blond killer a big hug.
TBC.
"woke up?"
A voice asked faintly.
Louis opened his mouth and tried to answer, but...
"Ho-"
This scene is inexplicably familiar.
Like the previous time, Louis struggled to sit up and observed his surroundings.
He was in a stone hut with a wooden roof and some old furniture, and a fire burned in the fireplace not far away, so even in late autumn, he was covered with only a blanket. feel cold.
Diagonally across from him was a blond man.The man was sitting in the corner, with one leg stretched out and the other bent, his head slightly tilted against the wall, holding a small object in his right hand and tossing it around.
Louis looked down at himself again.As he was about to tuck the pillows behind him for more comfort, he found a bottle of mineral water next to the pillows which had been unscrewed and capped, and he opened it without much trouble.He gulped and drank a few sips.
Finally, his smoldering throat was soaked by the cool water, and he could speak a few words slowly: "How long... have I been asleep?"
"Three days."
"...where are we?"
"What do you think? You idiot, we're in a crappy mountain hut with nothing on."
The words the blond man said seemed to make him angry. He threw the things in his hand and stood up.Louis noticed that the thing might be a fruit or a small sandbag or something.
The man walked towards Louis with a scowling look on his face.He dragged a wooden armchair, sat upside down, and rode it with his legs wide open.His hands were folded over the top of the back of the chair, and his head rested on his arms.
"Satisfied?" he asked angrily. "Are you happy now? Are we hiding here? Are you comfortable now?"
"...Lester."
"Why, Louis!" Lester patted the back of the chair angrily, "We could have dealt with the scene all night, cleaned it up, and left easily, why did you set the fire yourself?!"
"I'm sorry... Lester," Louie explained, "I just thought I should do that myself..."
"Then you can at least ask me to guide you from the sidelines! Instead of making your own decisions!"
"I'm sorry for not respecting your professional..."
"Who the hell is telling you that you are professional?!" Lester swears a rare swear word, which shows that he is frustrated and helpless, and he demanded, "You damn bastard! If I go later, are you Didn't you intend to burn yourself in it?!"
"No... I'll come out by myself."
"Would you know it? Look at your limp virtue, will you know it!"
"I will, I promised you," Louie replied, "you got my promise, remember?"
Lester was momentarily at a loss for words.After a long while, his expression slowly eased. Louis' words made him feel much better, but there was still a grunt of dissatisfaction in his throat.
Of course, Louis has also realized how much trouble his reckless behavior has caused them.
"Come on, Lester..." he asked in a yearning tone, "tell me what happened these days?"
Lester glanced at Louis, and the flattery in the latter's eyes made most of his anger disappear.
In fact, after escaping from the fire, Louis fell unconscious. Lester didn't know whether to call this a coma or a deep sleep. Anyway, Louis couldn't wake up, and Lester was like traveling with a mummy.Moreover, at the beginning of the trip, the mummy was in a very bad state, covered in blood and dust.
In order to avoid suspicion, Lester could not drag Louis, who was covered in blood, to the crowded place, after all, he was also covered in blood.He could only drive into the untouched forest and look for water sources everywhere.
In the early hours of the morning, he finally found a creek. He first sneaked out of the car to check the surrounding unsafe factors, so as not to encounter any outdoor enthusiasts or groups of boy scouts who went to camp in the deep mountains for nothing.After confirming that no one was around, he washed himself first, then took Louis to the water source to scrub clean, changed the two of them into the extra clean clothes in the luggage, and then disposed of the clothes that were covered with clotted and blackened blood. fell, and then had to drag Louis, who was still dead, back into the car...
He, the great vampire, a well-known killer in the industry, and Lester Drianco, who walked out of the building lightly, chewing gum and humming a song after finishing his target, when on earth was he in such a mess?
Lester has accumulated a lot of resentment in the past few days, and now he can't express it to this abominable culprit, so he can only use another way to vent it, so as not to suffocate himself to death.
Lester's chatter was suddenly opened.He began his babbling, almost like a star girl who knows everything about Hollywood stars, from whether Marlon Brando is the most handsome man in the world in a leather jacket to whether the spoiler in Tom Holland's latest interview was intentional. Just like that, complaining about his experience in the past few days.
And so Louis knew how much his dear Lester had gone after his coma to make them both clean and look less like two fugitive murderers.
After doing all this, how did Lester take him all the way north while avoiding residential areas as much as possible.During the period, they changed a car, refueled a few times, and bought some mineral water and canned food.When passing the second gas station, Morata, an enthusiastic cashier girl at the convenience store next door, wanted Lester's phone number. Lester had to give a fake number on the grounds that the phone was temporarily out of power, but it was not a fake number. , because it was indeed his number, one of countless spare numbers, but he would never use it in the future.
As for the follow-up in the warehouse, Lester simply checked the Internet at noon on the third day.
There was no one there, and the fire started in the middle of the night. When people in the distance finally noticed it early in the morning, whether it was because of the smell or the sight of the thick smoke, there was almost nothing left of it.
Ten minutes later, the firefighters arrived from the urban area. Due to the lack of combustible materials, the fire had already weakened to almost nothing.
The police who arrived later found nothing but a charred and unnamed corpse, because Lester, who was meticulous, didn't put too many things there in the first place.They chose the most common car models on the market, and this abandoned warehouse tens of kilometers away from the densely populated urban area, except for a knife, a gun, some twine tape and several barrels of gasoline, everything else Did not bring in.
When Lester dragged Louis away, he didn't forget to pick up the pocket knife and pistol, and even the wooden chair he sat on was kicked into the fire by him.And the arson villain Louis Pudula, although he is a jerk, at least remembers that he said that he should wear gloves when working, so all Lester has to do is drag Louis away and take off the pair of burlap gloves. Regardless of whether any fingerprints happened to be left on those gasoline cans. ——Taking a step back, even if there is, Louis, who has a clean record, doesn't have any information to compare it with.
Forensic examination showed that the deceased was a middle-aged and elderly male who seemed to have been abused by more than one person before his death.Because the nasal cavity, throat and lungs are all clean, they were burned like that after death.The local police checked for a long time, but they were helpless, and no one claimed it. It can only be classified as an unsolved case, guessing which gang punished the traitor and so on.
Of course, thanks to the individual governments of the states, they absolutely cannot link the murder and cremation case in this suburban warehouse with the mysterious disappearance of a priest in York, thousands of kilometers away, half a month ago. .
And Louis, the shameless little bastard in Lester's mouth, has been sleeping soundly when he was in a state of desperation, without any initiative, and asked Lester to do it for him.
Lester not only wiped off the blood and changed his clothes, but also gave him a bath when he was staying in a nondescript motel-this so-called bath was a full service, shaving, washing his hair Hair, conditioner, blow dry.
When Lester ate sandwiches or canned food to fill his stomach, he didn't forget to get some glucose for Louis, so that Louis' body would not over-consume the stored fat due to lack of energy.Even so, Louis, who hadn't eaten normally for three days, still lost a lot of weight.
When they passed the cabin, Lester made the excuse that during their road trip his partner needed a break from being drunk the night before and was now unconscious, and the well-meaning elderly couple agreed to rent the room cheaply to the Two lovely young men.
Well, after they lived here peacefully for one night, Louis Pudula, who woke up early and late, woke up in the warm room, refreshed, clean-haired, decent, the only one Discomfort is that the throat is dry and unable to speak for a while.And although the unlucky and caring Lester was angry and anxious, reluctant, but considering that Louis probably had no strength, he even screwed the bottle cap for him in advance.
In the end, these three full days, three days of bitterness, were three days of low life for Leicester, and it seemed that Louis did not exist. He had never experienced anything, and he just recovered from the crash state with one click.
Louis struggled to get out of bed, and Lester was furious seeing his weakness.He had no choice but to walk over and press him down, then sat down against the edge of the bed, and asked awkwardly, "What?"
Inglourious Basterds didn't say a word, just gave the well-meaning blond killer a big hug.
TBC.
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