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Lyons has seen all kinds of high-ranking people, and he is very clear about the arrogance in the bones of nobles.As soon as Andre said this, he realized the problem.

"Terry's tricks are not enough to deceive Simon. Simon is the leader in the study of divine blood." Lyons said.

Andre nodded, "Remember the password of the list. This kind of password is generally used to transmit information between two or more people. The selection of books usually has a special meaning. The casino manual needs identity to get it. Those who get this 27-page manual, Is it Terry or Simon?"

"Terry thought he had pinched Simon, but in fact the latter has been manipulating the overall situation. This statement makes logical sense, but Simon hid it well, and there is no sign that he has a deeper connection with the Divine Blood Organization." Ryan Si pondered for a moment, "Unless you lead the snake out of the hole."

Lyons had a countermeasure, and stared maliciously at the vampire who seemed to have sensed the danger, and showed a rare and strange smile, "As the consultant of the night watch, I hope His Excellency the Prince can do a little favor."

Andre never believed that the devil would give away delicious and harmless candies, so he avoided the hunter's disgusting smile: "I don't dare to help, what are you going to do?"

"Divine blood." Reines said, looking at Andre as if looking at a small island full of gold and silver, "should be enough as a present for us to the manor owner."

The warehouse where Terry did the experiment was kept as it was, and the experimental items found out were marked with serial numbers and displayed on the desk.It is easy to find the device that holds the blood of the gods.

As a vampire, Terry cannot use silver utensils.All tools have wooden handles, without patterns, but an inverted cross is roughly carved on the front.

Andre watched Lioness prepare the utensils, sterilized them with alcohol, and said miserly: "Half pipe."

The needle pierces the skin, and a bright red liquid is injected into the test tube.No more, no less, exactly one-half.

Lyons put away the test tube and wiped off the blood on Andre's wrist, "Work-related injury, I count you twelve gold coins."

At night, the manor is brightly lit.

The servants returned to the dormitory to rest after finishing their day's work.Amidst the noise during this period, excited chattering sounds continued to be heard.

Two murders, three participants.One of the victims was a scandal-ridden and withdrawn maid among the servants, and the other was a bullying and debauched winemaker.And the final murderer turned out to be the respected old housekeeper.

Among them, the anecdote is the best talk for the servants who have nothing to talk about all day long.

They cursed the housekeeper, the kinky maid, or gloated that the winemaker deserved it.At the end of the conversation, I still have to sigh a word about their poor master.

The mansion was still lit at a fixed time, and the maid replaced the butler to light incense for Simon.

Simon has been bored in the room since he was questioned by the police in the morning. The maid guessed that his master must be feeling sorry for the housekeeper, so she couldn't help but feel pity.

"Master, it's time, go to bed early."

The light mixture of saponins and spices on the woman's body was far inferior to the bookish atmosphere of the housekeeper. Simon frowned slightly, raised his head and smiled and said, "Got it, you go out."

The maid wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when she saw Simon's haggard look, she stopped and quietly exited the bedroom.

The room became clean, and the soft, soft scent that belonged to women faded away quickly.The flame of the incense candle swayed, Simon stood up, opened the bookshelf, and took down a bottle of artificial blood.

The sweet industrial smell rushed into his nostrils, and Simon drank it down in one gulp, crushing the bottle containing the artificial blood irritably.

"click".

Startled, Simon hid the fragments in his hand and turned to look at the source of the sound.

For a good sleep, the curtains were tightly closed, and Simon drank black tea.Covering up the disgusting taste of artificial blood in his mouth, he opened the curtains.

It was late at night, and there was no other light in the manor except for a few small patrol lights. The dark sky was accompanied by bright stars and a bright yellow moon.

Simon looked around, but no one appeared.He looked at the window and discovered the reason for the sound.

A silver spike was pierced at the corner of the glass window, and the tip of the spike pierced two-thirds of the glass with precise force, without even cracks.

A test tube tied with a red ribbon is hung on the back of the handle, and fresh blood flows in it, like bright flower juice.

Simon pushed open the window and pulled the awl off forcefully.The "Zi Zi la la" sound of the flesh being burned appeared densely and drifted into the night.

Simon gritted his teeth and clenched the silver awl, closed the doors and windows, and drew the curtains.

There are two sticky notes tied to the handle.Simon took a deep breath and unfolded the folded paper.

The paper is in beautiful cursive English, the ink of the pen is soaked through the paper, and the edges of the characters appear extremely rough.

——Loyal and intelligent servant of God, God's reward has come.

——Come to the realm of God.

Seeing this line of writing, Simon went to get the test tube with trembling hands.He opened the seal, and the mellow smell stimulated the nostrils.

divine blood.

Almost instantly, Simon confirmed the identity of the dark red liquid.

He stuffed the seal, carefully put the test tube into his inner pocket, read the two sentences of the note over and over again, and left the manor just as the moonlight was shining.

Simon's figure disappeared into the manor.

Behind him, Andre was wearing a cloak, staring at him motionlessly, "I underestimated him."

Lyons looked not relaxed either, and said in a deep voice, "Follow up first, and we'll talk on the way."

"Catch the descendants and give them to me for a day." Andre said, his figure did not slow down at all, "I didn't realize that he is not a day walker at all after so many days."

Lyons: "We'll talk about it after arresting someone."

The silver cone and sticky note are naturally the tricks of Andre and Lyons.

To act out the snake out of the hole, it is necessary to provide the snake's favorite prey.

Divine blood is the best bait.

Andre imitated the tone of "God" and wrote the sticky note, tied the blood and the sticky note to the silver cone, and tied the thing on the window when Simon was alone in the bedroom.

They squatted nearby early in the morning, keeping an eye on Simon's actions.When the curtain was drawn, Andre opened a slit with his hands to find an opportunity to release the bait.

It doesn't matter this teasing, but I didn't expect to get unexpected information.

The moment the artificial blood entered Simon's throat, Andre felt the breath of the blood race.

Very faint, very faint.But it doesn't smell bad.

Unlike Terry's inferior blood, Simon's taste is pure and delicious.

Although the smell was too weak, Andre could tell that he was an out-and-out vampire.

The Simon family is not descended from any blood prince.Andre has been a vampire for hundreds of years, this can be guaranteed.

Andre thought deeply, and said a sentence that neither he nor Lyons wanted to hear.

"'God's Blood' succeeded."