Guilty Records

The bulky and cold camera was lightly thrown in the air twice in Louis' hands. The boy's eyes were cold and deep, as if he was thinking about something?Black mist filled his eyes, and even his fingertips trembled coldly, as if there was no sign of danger on the eve of approaching. Then, the boy's expressionless face raised the corners of his mouth for an unprecedented time, revealing a sly smile.

The slender two fingers pinched the film out, and he moved it to the candlestick on the table. In an instant, sparks shot up!Louis slowly put it on the silver tray, and the whole roll of film was burned in the flames.

Opening the drawer of the desk, Louis easily found a new film in the iron box. The whole bedroom was silent, and the three of them silently watched Louis' movements and waited for the boss's orders.The boy lowered his head to set the film, and for a while, apart from the sound of candles flickering in the room, the only sound was his fiddling with the camera.

He asked in a low voice: "Henry Kate, how much safe time do we have to stay here?"

The man who was standing by the chair was caught off guard when he heard his name, he was stunned and immediately ran forward and said: "Snow Stuart has planned for a long time. All the patrol soldiers around were sent away by him. , The only employee downstairs who was guarding the store was also dealt with, today is a celebration day, almost no one will come here, conservatively estimated?, three hours."

Louis smiled and said coldly, "Enough."

He glanced indifferently at Snow Stuart on the ground, threw the car keys on the table into Henry's hands, turned around and carefully picked up Tang Zhibai. Although the man in his arms had been an adult for a long time, his body was thin and light, and he was completely naked. A few taels of meat, the whole person nestled in his arms.

Louis didn't change his face, he picked up Tang Zhibai easily, and the boy looked at Henry.

"Take Stuart's car and bring one person over, and the other..." The young man smiled slightly, "Kill him."

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Sharp Lancaster thought he was in a dream, but this dream was not very pleasant. It kept him in the dark and cold, his hands and feet were so cold that he felt unconscious, and he wished he could curl up next to each other to keep warm. He wanted to wake up from the dream. Waking up, but no matter how much he struggled, it was still a distant critical point.

It's like being in a cold hell, tortured and scolded by slaves is so painful, the little young master who has been pampered all this time almost burst into tears.

Then, it was like a pot of boiling water was poured!

The frozen body couldn't bear this kind of stimulation, it was like ice skates crushing flesh, Sharp screamed!

Shocked!This is the end of the nightmare and wake up...

Sharp tried to get up with a bitter face, only to realize that he was lying on the hard cold floor covered in mud and dirt. The environment was a strange room, his head was tingling and drowsy. He had already been tied behind his back, forming a very uncomfortable posture, all the clothes on his body disappeared, and he was naked and crooked.

Now, Sharp Lancaster was completely flustered!

Suddenly his eyes widened, struggling to get up, wriggling and rolling on the ground like maggots, hitting the corner of the table, a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of his eyes, Sharp was in such a panic, his well-styled hair fell down, he raised his head in fear, only to find the surrounding area There was a circle of strangers standing around, all of them were vicious and extremely difficult to mess with...

The light from the pivot window came in, and the person sitting on the central chair looked very familiar in the backlight. Sharp squatted on the floor, squinted his eyes to examine carefully, and the familiar face of the person came into view, making him feel confused and beaten. All the memories before dusk were retrieved.

Seeing this scene, Sharp's anger rose from his heart to his internal organs, and he cursed angrily, "Louis Anjou! How dare you beat me? How dare you kidnap me! You bastard, what do you want!"

"Explain to me... Aw!!"

This kid in front of him is full of aristocratic pretentiousness, his eyes are full of contempt and insignificance, and as soon as he wakes up, he insults the boss. Henry Kate has always respected his benefactors, and has a bad temper. Sharp pushed to the corner.

Dust was shaken from the wall, and only Sharp Lancaster covered his chest with his hands, huddled in the corner and moaned in pain.

This kick changed his face, and the stern Hunter still wanted to step forward and clean him up again. It can be seen that Fang Luyi waved his hand and had to point to his face and warn: "Boy! I advise you to see the situation clearly and be careful when you speak? Just a little bit! Don’t spray shit on everyone! Bah!”

A mouthful of thick phlegm spit on his face immediately.

Sharp Lancaster has never experienced this kind of humiliation. He has always tortured and insulted others. The position was changed, and the feeling of the poor phlegm sliding down his face stimulated every sensory cell in his body. All the people were dressed neatly, but he His clothes were scant, his heart was eroded by a strong sense of humiliation and self-esteem, and finally... he couldn't bear the status quo, and screamed out of collapse!

"You guys ... you, you ... these pig species! Dare to treat me like this! I want to kill you! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dog……"

Looking at everything in front of him indifferently, Louis got up slowly and walked up to Sharp? His steps were calm and quiet.

He lowered his body and said, "Sharp Lancaster."

Sharp looked up at the expressionless young man in front of him. Even the outline of the figure was not clear in the dark room. The only thing he could feel was the chill released from the person in front of him.

Sharp shrank his neck, fear was revealed in the depths of his hardened eyes, he choked his neck and said, "What do you want to do? Let me go! As long as you dare to hurt me, my family will not let you go!"

The young man was cold and alienated, showing only ruthlessness and distance. His eyes looked at him as if he was not a living thing. In addition to those vile eyes around him, Sharp Lancaster's heart was gradually filled with fear. He understood that Louis Ann Ru is no longer the Louis Anjou he once was, but a beast with sharp claws.

The bloodthirsty personality that was suppressed when he was young has gradually revealed. At least Louis Anjou has told him that he is just a fish on the cutting board, and he is not afraid of himself.

The person trembling in front of his eyes, with blond hair knotted and trembling, and with distorted facial features on his filthy black face, is the person in the distant memory who wished to eat his flesh and blood and spit on his grave.At the age of four, he never understood why this little boy bullied and tortured his mother with righteousness every time, and the mother still endured it meekly, but as long as he raised his voice a little, he was greeted with a whipping from his mother.

In the small, dirty and dark space, there is a "powerless" moan every night, the leftovers stuffed in through the small cracks every day, and the torture and depression of endless years. Even Mary Roberts' pet dog is better than them Living a noble life, he dared to bite people everywhere in the manor.

So, when he turned that vicious dog into a pool of bloody flesh and blood, and when he heard the servants and Mary Roberts screaming in fear, his heart got a moment of peace...

Louis slightly raised the corner of his mouth, but it gave everyone a horrible taste, even Henry Kate couldn't help shivering, he said softly: "You shouldn't come here today to seek death, I didn't plan to kill you."

Cruel words? It was like talking about a meal, and he said it easily from his mouth. Sharp, who knew his intentions, his pupils dilated and retreated quickly, but behind him was the wall that could not retreat. He shrank his neck and was vigilant in fear. People, warned: "No! You can't do this, how dare you... how dare you, can you afford the crime of murdering nobles, you better feel like letting me go now! I can spare your life... "

With a faint chuckle, I saw Louis looking down at him condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt, "Of course it wasn't me who murdered you, a mere London citizen, how dare you commit the crime of murdering nobles, the murderer who killed you is he."

Following his line of sight, he saw the same person lying on the ground in cumbersome and gorgeous clothes with hands and feet tied behind his back. He was thrown in a corner in a mess, his body was twisted, his head was covered with a sack, and he was motionless. He didn't know if he was dead. is live.

With his face covered by a sack, Sharp guessed the answer with difficulty based on the medals on his clothes and his body shape, "...Snow Stuart?"

Even Snow Tuart dared to treat him like this, he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive without his heaving chest, maybe he had already been killed?

Sharp Lancaster's heart was alive and he was so frightened that he missed a beat, and his face turned pale with his mouth open, because he knew that if Louis Anjou even dared to attack Snow, he would not care about his own life or death. see it.

Thinking of this, Sharp was going crazy, "My God, how can you treat us like this?! Are you crazy? What the hell are you trying to do? You don't have a life? This qualification! The law will punish you, and the military court will sanction you !"

"Hey, young master, at that time, it's not us who should be worried." Hunter took the camera on the table and shook it, playing with it, with a lewd smile on his face, "When you were unconscious, I I took some good photos for you, don't worry, I have a lot of experience in brothels, just now I will definitely take photos of you that are more flirtatious than those women in the brothel."

"Snow Stuart intended to seduce Sharp Lancaster, but was severely injured by Lancaster, and accidentally killed Sharp Lancaster while struggling. Is this story exciting enough? Including the inspection by the police station When the film content was released, do you think this will be another huge scandal in London society?" Louis said these words lightly, but without any expression, just like a preaching manuscript.

The man's words? The voice echoed in Sharp's ears, and his complexion became more and more ugly. The original frostbitten body could not see any blood color. He opened his lips slightly, stared at the devil in disbelief, and understood why he Naked and exposed, she stared at Louis in horror and muttered: "No...no...you can't do this, how could you treat me like this? You are simply crazy!"

The indifferent young man in front of him is like a hell judge, in charge of his life and death encyclopedia. After Sharp came back to his senses, his eyes turned red with fright, as if he had figured out something, what? When the wind turned, he began to beg him, "Louis, I was the one who was sorry for you when I was young." , I apologize! I beg your forgiveness..." Words burst into tears, rolled over and tried to get close to his shoes, "We are a family! I am still your brother! This way of harming the interests of the family is not good for you. Also? Hurt."

"Are you angry that your father has turned a blind eye to you these years? Don't worry, after you let me go back, I will force that old man to give you a fief and enjoy a rich life! Let me go, Louis, please..."

Sharp doesn't know, he looks like a maggot desperately trying to survive at the moment, with tears and snot running down his nose, his body already covered in mud, his heavily tied body writhing and squeezed out his fat belly, ugly like a maggot The pig on the grill was so disgusted by the two subordinates that they didn't want to look at it anymore.

It was an ugly and disgusting scene, but Louis remained the same, looked at him indifferently, and interrupted his prayer with a loud voice.

"My surname is never Lancaster, huh... Do you think I care about your so-called family interests? I will only destroy him bit by bit in the future, devouring his rotten and withered foundation, and you, Sharp Lancaster Sturt, is nothing more than the first drop of blood sacrificed on the road to the future."

Seeing that praying won't work, and he was insulted, Sharp gave up this possibility, and began to curse sharply, "Crazy! Bitch! Dirty pig! You are a devil, and you will go to hell sooner or later..."

Louis shook his head helplessly. He didn't want to waste any more time listening. He handed out the string wire in his hand and winked. Henry Kate took it excitedly. Louis stroked his hands and turned his back, closing his eyes...

Sharp screamed in horror: "No! No! What are you doing!...Hi..."

The sporadic kicking and struggling sounds of the wooden floor heralded the passing of a fresh life.

After going on for a while, there was no sound behind me...

After carefully examining the corpse, Henry stepped forward and reported, "Mr. Anjou, he has passed away."

With his back to everyone, Louis carefully put on his white gloves, picked up the saber equipped by Stuart on the table, and looked at it. The sharp blade flashed silver light, reflecting on the boy's fair and delicate face. The black-haired boy was elegant and indifferent , like a fallen angel in the dark night, always calm and unhurried.

Everything was like the opening of a grand ceremony. With the most perfect appearance and preparations, the young man boarded the bloody but elegant killing feast.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the blade, Louis slid his finger in front of several sabers, carefully selecting, and the lake green eyes glanced at Snow Stuart who was lying in the corner, drawing a trace of blood red, the boy softly said:

"Setting up the scene, it's my hunting game now."

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Outside the window was filled with black mist, not a single star could be seen in the sky tonight, red light and lightning flashed repeatedly, and the clouds and mist piled up in the sky told everyone that this was another stormy and rainy day that was about to come.

As if he had taken sleeping pills, this time Tang Zhibai fell unconscious and fell into a deep sleep, but this time he slept soundly. On the sky outside, the last flash of thunder struck down!Waking up suddenly, Tang Zhibai trembled his long eyelashes, revealing those sleepy eyes.

The gusty wind blew the hinged window panes and the lit candles were about to bottom out. The room was dark but warm. The soft and warm quilt lay lightly on his body, and the charcoal brazier was also burning beside him. Tang Zhibai yawned, pushed the quilt away and sat down stand up.

Tang Zhibai lowered his head and rubbed his head, and found that he didn't feel dizzy at all, even the feeling of nausea and wanting to vomit was gone. Some wondered how strange this disease was...

The water in the teapot at the side was still warm, and it could be seen that it was carefully prepared, and there was also a small plate of plums. Tang Zhibai shook his head with such careful thoughtfulness, and secretly thought that Snow Stuart was not so sweet. Unbearable, at least he was really kind to himself. He looked around and found that the room was empty, and Snow wasn't there either.

I had no choice but to pour myself a small cup of warm water, moisten my throat, reach for the watch on the table, and glance down.

Tang Zhibai sprayed the tea.

"It happened!"

Putting down the teacup, he hurriedly got out of bed and put on his boots, roughly tidied his clothes and hair, picked up his coat and opened the door.

In the long and dark corridor, there are gusts of cool wind. Tang Zhibai, who has studied at Stirril College for many years, saw where he was at a glance, and murmured while putting on his clothes, "This damn Snow, leave me alone. Send it so far, and leave without waking me up."

After all, leave in a hurry.

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When he rushed to the auditorium, the celebration was about to begin. The neon lights flickered between the courtyard roads, densely packed like stars in the sky, lily flowers paved the road, and both sides of the road were filled with sacrificial altars. Decorated with a bit of pure white light powder.

The members of the royal family have already moved over from the banquet, the entrance of the auditorium is crowded with people, and the guards have even pulled up the line of defense. Seeing this situation, Tang Zhibai thankfully held his chest to breathe heavily, half bit his lower lip, and walked in through the back door of the auditorium .

The solemn auditorium is different from the bustling and dazzling outside? In the gorgeous and splendid building, everyone is dressed in expensive clothes, and their gestures are elegant, and they will not do any rude and reckless actions. The statue of Christ stands in the center of the hall. The beautiful auditorium adds a sense of awe and sacredness.

Tang Zhibai walked backstage, but had to slow down to calm his beating heart due to running. The students in the backstage had to arrange the stage, props and costumes, etc., and they were very busy at work.

A lady directing the crowd seemed to have noticed him, put down her work, and hurried towards him with the cumbersome skirt of her dress.

"Mr. Norman! Mr. Norman! Please stay." She called Tang Zhibai.

Tang Zhibai turned to see her and said politely, "Good evening, Mrs. McGarry."

"Good evening, Mr. Norman." Mrs. McGarry spoke in a hurry. The busyness of the night had already made her dizzy. As the general manager, she still had to worry about various small affairs. Neither you nor Lord Stuart? Come, now that you are here, where is Lord Stuart? Where is he?"

Tang Zhibai was very surprised, "Hasn't he come yet? He set off before me, logically speaking, he should have arrived."

"My God, you two adults are really killing me, and the performance is about to start."

A trace of reproach could be seen in Mrs. McGarry's eyes. Tang Zhibai smiled apologetically and asked, "I'm sorry dear Mrs. McGarry, perhaps Snow has already come, but he just sat in the auditorium with his friends. His character is so uninhibited, maybe he will come back before going on stage. I want to ask you now, have you seen where Louis is?"

Faced with these high-ranking nobles and all kinds of weird requests, Mrs. McGarry has long been used to it. She felt weak and pulled the gorgeous and beautiful fur cloak around her wrist, pointed in one direction, and said: "In In the practice hall behind."

Tang Zhibai smiled gratefully, "Thank you." After saying that, he quickly walked towards that location.

"Hey..." She seemed to want to stop Tang Zhibai from asking, but the students who came in a hurry stopped her.

"Mrs. McGarry, Her Majesty the Princess is about to come backstage to express condolences, so you have to hurry over."

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The backstage of the auditorium is a comfortable place, with all kinds of luxurious and complete room accessories. The concert hall that Mrs. McGarrie said is a place for temporary practice for those students who are prone to mistakes and nervous. Tang Zhibai knows that Louis’ situation is not like this. Let’s go Through the long corridor, the door is half-closed, and the bright lights inside slant out.

There was intermittent music and an old man's screeching voice.

"Only playing towards the notes, what do you call music? No? Soul! It's numb! It? What? It's nothing! I don't hear emotion in your tunes, it's all clichés and artifice, no ?, No?! How do you get on stage like this? Do it all over again!"

Hearing that the old man almost lost control of his emotions in the face of such a piano sound, he pointed at Louis hysterically, spit flying, and his fat and wrinkled face was almost reddened by this series of scolding.

Louis stood quietly opposite, leaning on the graceful eyes to listen to the teachings, his expression was indifferent, showing no emotion, and after hearing this, he lifted the bow and played the music again.

Tang Zhibai stood at the door, didn't he go in, looked at the boy's delicate and beautiful side face through the gap with relish, and found that the boy's appearance was extremely elegant when he played, Tang Zhibai was not interested in Louis's beautiful appearance, but in accepting scolding The appearance, well-behaved like a little sheep.

Louis has been gifted since he was a child, and he is far ahead of his peers in both reading and research. For him, it seems that there is nothing difficult to learn in this world. Even learning musical instruments and technical scores are more familiar than anyone else. ? People are fast.

The old man in front of him is a famous Vatican artist in London. He is the only one who has always looked down on Louis' music since he studied in Louis.

Louis must have never experienced the feeling of frustration. Tang Zhibai rubbed his chin and secretly watched the scene inside with a smile.

As a result, Louis did not play for 2 minutes and was stopped by the old man again.

This time, the old man's scolding voice directly increased several degrees, hovering on the edge of the broken sound, "Stop, stop! There is no progress at all? When you play music, is your heart blank? Louis Anjou, you What are you thinking? What is your original intention to learn Graceful? Is it just to flatter you on stage after you learn it well! Music is sacred, you don’t give it? How does he respond to your feelings?”

Not knowing that sentence touched Louis, the young man slowly raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him.

That's enough... Outside the door, Tang Zhibai smacked his tongue and shook his head. What is this old man talking about? It's getting harder and harder, and he pushed the door open.

"Louie, it's time to go on stage, go to the dressing room to touch up your makeup."

The author has something to say: There are still about 1k words in the story of this chapter.

put it tomorrow~

If there is time, Tang Xiaobai and Louis should also go out to experience the vicissitudes of life. You can guess, what reason did they run away from home? ?