the culprit

Cyril stuffed the written report into a clockwork firefly mailbox, opened the window and twisted the clockwork to let it out.The mainspring turned slowly, and the mechanical bug flapped its transparent wings and flew out of the window. The fire in the spare furnace at the rear flickered on and off, dragging a long red light in the summer night sky.

Felix was ready and was waiting for him at the door.

Luggage is simple for the Young Observer, with a single versatile strap holding most of the gear he needs.He checked the pockets containing the dagger, potion, rune book, and mechanical gadgets in turn, left the small suitcase containing the clothes in the hotel, and finally put on his coat, picked up the key and walked out of the room.

According to Felix, the wolf cub's lair was not far from here, and he could reach it before dawn by running fast at night.Unlike vampires, werewolves were not afraid of sunlight, and if they met during the day, they would only suffer.He couldn't figure out why vampires would be assigned to such a task. To deal with werewolves, it was obvious that their kind or other half-beast monsters had an advantage.

Just as they were thinking, the two had already walked into the shadow of a building.The vampire leaned closer and hugged him silently.The young man subconsciously let out a low drink, the vampire still didn't speak, and glanced down at him, as if warning him to keep quiet.

This is so unfair.

Most of the executors who eliminate monsters are monsters, and most of those who monitor them and even eliminate traitors are humans.If human beings want to act together with monsters, most of the time they move will be monsters hugging human beings—unless human beings are warlocks themselves, regardless of whether it is alchemy or spiritism, in short, only they have the way to catch up with monsters.

That's why Bray started having Cyril read some of the alchemist's manuscripts.

The vampire hugged the human and ran quickly under the moon, but after a long time, Cyril found that Felix's breathing rate was a bit wrong, and he felt a little struggling to hold him.In the past, the experience of being held in Felix's arms like this was probably three or four times. Although his physique has become much stronger in recent years, the vampire can easily subdue a struggling horse or even lift a strong bull , this weight of human beings should not be a burden to them.

Cyril observed calmly, and found that Felix held him in a strange posture, as if deliberately letting his right hand bear more weight.He tentatively put his hand on Felix's left shoulder, and grabbed it hard.

Felix snorted suddenly, and glared at him sternly.

The young man struggled to jump out of the vampire's arms, dragged him to a tree involuntarily, and tore off his tightly wrapped cloak, only to find that the clothes on his body were nothing more than a pile of blood-stained rags .

Felix waved his hand away and was about to pull the cloak, but he quickly grabbed Felix's hand and sternly said "don't move".He groped carefully and confirmed that it was Felix's left shoulder fracture. He was surprised and confused for a moment, but he quickly opened a small pocket on his waist without stopping, grabbed a handful of red pills from it, and pinched the vampire's chin to push him away. His mouth was stuffed in.

"Didn't you bring the emergency red pill?" He asked as he lowered his head and groped to check other parts of Felix's body, with a hint of reproach mixed into his words.

Felix didn't want to explain either, so he hummed perfunctorily and didn't speak.He leaned against the tree trunk and sat in the green grass, the pain disrupted his breathing, and the young man he hadn't seen for many years was half-kneeling in front of him, even if he lowered his head, he could clearly see his raised eyebrows.

"Then what is this?" Cyril took out a bottle of pills from Felix's waist pocket, shook his head, and asked.

"Before the formula was improved."

He didn't realize he lied.

Cyril poured out a few pills from the bottle and took a sniff, then grabbed a handful from his pocket and stuffed them into the bottle, not exposing the vampire's lies.

Felix left five years ago, and he stayed in the manor for a few more days before leaving.At that time, Heken was also busy packing his things, and secretly contacted the intermediary businessman to help him sell the manor.The uncle and nephew had their last supper together in the lonely manor, and Hucken was so drunk that he screamed and laughed in the dinner room, leaving unfinished food all over the place.The man looked very happy, jumped on the table and danced, and finally fell off the table, frightening the cook and Doris beside him.But he was still laughing, and lying on the ground rolling around like a naughty child, and finally curled up in front of the fire and cried.

That night, the drunk Heken pulled him to talk a lot, many things he didn't know.For the first time, he knew that Felix didn't like to drink blood. It was a painful thing for him, but he couldn't resist his instinct.Hucken didn't tell him why vampires didn't love blood, maybe even he didn't know it.

Cyril put the medicine bottle back into Felix's pocket and said that he would leave after the bone grew.But Felix shook his head and said that it would be dawn, and he said that he would wait until nightfall before setting off, and that the bones would surely heal by then.

Felix said nothing.

Cyril got up and patted off the grass clippings on his body, looked up at the position of the moon, and said to find a place to stay for the time being.He stretched out his hand and pulled Felix up, the vampire's fingers were still so cold.He looked at his fingers, sorting out all kinds of manuscripts and old books for Mr. Bray all year round. Not only did he have to wear gloves, but he also had to trim his nails.But at this time, he suddenly remembered what his uncle told him more than ten years ago.

Just make sure your nails are neatly trimmed.

The moonlight suddenly became blazing.

The black shadow swept across, and the vampire in the black cloak let go of his hand, stepping on the green weeds under his feet towards the path leading to the nameless village.The young man blinked his eyes, woke up like a dream, unconsciously hid his fingers in the palm of his hand, bowed his head and followed silently.

They were lucky enough to find someone who was willing to spend the night before dawn.Cyril lied that he was a reporter from the Chebori Daily, and the daily was going to open a new geographical page recently, and they were running around day and night to collect materials for this.As he spoke, he took out two banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into the master's hand. His smile swept away the previous gloom, like a prince walking out of the palace.

His elegant yet capable attire and decent conversation fooled his master. The old man squinted his eyes and looked again and again, wiped his hand on the clothes and shook hands with Cyril vigorously, but there was still a smile on his face from Felix's eyes. With some uncertain doubts.

"This is my servant. It looks ugly, so I had to use a cloak to cover my face." Cyril stood in front of Felix without a trace, and while explaining, he stuffed another banknote into the old man's hand, "We have been running around for several days, and we plan to take a good rest today, please don't bother us after breakfast."

The old man put a roll of banknotes into his pocket, led the two into the room on the second floor, and said shyly that the house was shabby.There was only a bed, a table, and two stools in the room, but they didn't need anything else. Cyril waved his hand and said he didn't care. The old man turned around and opened the door of another room, saying that it was for Mr. Servant .

Cyril was about to refuse subconsciously, but Felix walked out from behind him, thanked the old man lightly, and then walked into the next room.

Close the door.

I haven't seen you for many years, and even my habits have changed.

Cyril had no choice but to close the door, lay down with her clothes on and wanted to close her eyes and rest, but her mind was full of thoughts, and all her past memories were used up.Sighing, he simply opened his eyes, turned over, bent his arms under his head, and stared at a table leg in a daze.

I don't know what happened to Felix's injury.

Did he survive all these years by relying on that red pill?

He doesn't seem to like his current life too much, why did he join the fraternity.

Too many questions to answer.

But Felix would tell him none of it.

He rolled over again.

Their organization is widely distributed, with a strict hierarchical structure from top to bottom. The number of executors at the bottom is the largest, and each branch has observers who specialize in monitoring them. Periodically send observers to work with enforcers with bad records to assess their risk factor.The assignment of observers is random, and only executors with a certain number of bad records will bind to the observers. In terms of probability, even if they are really in the same organization, one is the observer of the highest headquarters, and the other is the observer. The lowest-level executors should have a very small chance of meeting each other.

But it happened to happen.

Maybe we will stay together for some time to come.

Cyril knew she was happy.He put his hand on his heart, and the irregular heartbeat hit his palm through the flesh and bones, and there was also a rumbling pulsating sound in his ears.He remembered that when he was 15 years old, he stuffed a collection of poems under Felix's pillow, he remembered making up excuses to hold back just to go back and see Felix again, and he remembered that he had never given up hope in the past five years to find... he was happy He is the only one who is anxious, he is the only one who hesitates, and he is the only one who is depressed, but Felix is ​​as indifferent and alienated as when they first met.

It's all his wishful thinking.

Tapping his chest unconsciously with his fingers, Cyril thought, after this mission is completed, if the superior asks him to continue to act with Felix, he will write a letter to apply for transfer.

That's all.