murder poppy

If Irving's basement is a torture chamber for evil tastes, then Lawrence's annex building is an important stronghold for hiding information.

There is no light source inside the annex building, and one small compartment after another is distributed in the circular corridor.There is no door in the compartment, and the space is narrow. It can only be placed on a bed, and at most, a vase of flowers can be placed on the window sill.

However, the owners who lived here were not so careless. All the compartments were exactly the same, except for a black lacquered coffin with a red cross printed on it in the middle.

Such a cubicle occupies the main space of the annex building, without extra laundry, furniture, or decoration.It's like a simple urn to bury the nuns in black robes.

The real value of the annex building is revealed on the top floor.Different from the compartments on the lower floor, the top floor is a spacious living room, and a spiral staircase is even built to reach the upper terrace.

There are incense candles, books, and all kinds of shining jewelry ornaments.The writing table is covered with fine parchments, and the occupant of the room seems to be creating a spell.

There is a stark contrast between simplicity and luxury in Yibang Annex.This is where the merciful Master dwells with the Lamb he saves.

Lawrence is a vain, low self-esteem idiot.His hypocrisy can be revealed as it should be.Exploitation and boon go hand in hand, like a hunter taming a wolf.

"Bad taste." Andre swept away the layers of jewelry on the bookshelf.They are so colorful, with big and bright eyes as the main point of view, revealing a taste of wealth and ignorance.

"What is he writing?" Lioness automatically blocked the luxury on the top floor, and quickly searched for useful information.

Although the sheepskin roll is of good quality, it is made of old methods, slightly yellowed, and the ink stains on it are also blurred.The language on it is not an ancient unrecorded language, but the alphabetical arrangement does not specify any single word.

They look like a list.

Andre took a look, and saw the name of the woman who killed her husband and family in the middle part, "The names of those nuns."

Lawrence is a face-saving person. The font has been specially trained, and it has a sense of mystery when paired with the rice-yellow sheepskin roll.

"What can you do? Control them?" Reigns was confused by this behavior, handed the parchment to Andre, and motioned him to check if there were spells or formations on it.

"It doesn't make any sense." Andre patted off the parchment. "Just like hunters like to hang the teeth of wild beasts at home. It's a kind of showing off. You seem to be very ignorant of the psychology of perverts."

Lawrence fits well with Owen in a way.They are fanatical about a creature and choose to destroy or control it.Whether it is a torture chamber or a parchment, it is a display frame for catharsis.Proud and dirty.

Lyons frowned, "You seem to understand the abnormal behavior pattern."

"A little research." Andre admitted casually, kicking out a copper basin from under the table, "Look for it, there should be a letter."

The edge of the copper basin was covered with scorched black after being burned, and the ashes left after the paper pages inside were burnt covered half of the basin.

Lyons looked at the pile of ashes that looked like an abyss, silently found the tongs and bent over to find the paper.Lawrence is a good hand at destroying clues, and there is no white in the half-copper basin.

"It's all burnt." Lyons threw away the tongs and stood up.

"Unexpectedly." Andre took a book from the shelf, pinched the spine and shook it down, "Lawrence is a qualified coward, and he will definitely clean up the correspondence in time. Other important documents must be carefully hidden, it's too easy If you find it carefully, it may be fraudulent."

"Then you still..."

"Yes." Andre interrupted Lyons' accusation, bent down and picked up the paper.

Let me turn over the copper basin.Lyons swallowed the second half of the sentence into his throat, because he saw Andre bent his eyes to look at him, and asked him innocently and kindly: "What's wrong?"

Grumpy vampires are troublesome creatures.Lyons glanced coldly over Andre, and chose the most efficient solution—cold treatment.

"It's okay, what did you find?"

The hunter's boredom comes and goes, mostly passive skills.Andre was a little dull, and put childish little thoughts behind him, "It looks like a letter from Owen to 'God'."

"Dear Black Mandala Guild, I have heard about your research on the transformation of blood races by day walkers. I think we have common hobbies and goals in this matter. I am also committed to this and know that research will take a lot of time. Human and material resources. Maybe you have heard the name of Blood Hunter, or maybe you are interested in Blood Hunter's ability to collect daywalkers." Andre picked up his belief.

"Sacred blood is a gift from God. He makes weak and boring life powerful and beautiful. I am looking forward to seeing a sacred blood that can truly transform the blood race, and I am willing to donate some materials for it. The black market is remote and the supply of materials is difficult .It must be difficult for you who have been in the dark to collect experimental materials openly. And I hope to help you in these areas. Blood Hunter Inspector Owen, I look forward to your reply."

After Andre finished reading, he folded up the letter, "This Lawrence letter was not burned, which shows that he is still useful."

Lioness had pulled out another book, rummaging through the mail.

Lawrence was indeed cautious. There were only two important clues hidden in a bookcase, and two lines were deliberately left blank, and they were sandwiched between the book and the leather cover.

"A letter?" Andre asked.

"No." Lioness handed the paper to Andre, "A formation, or a curse."

The paper is thin and has been folded several times.Andre smoothed the creases, looked at it for a moment and said, "It's an ordinary formation that stores vows."

"However, there are other things." Andre pointed to the blood-painted pattern on the upper layer of the profession, "The bottom layer is the oath array written in ink, which can only be used as a tool for witness and storage. The upper layer It's not that simple, it's a curse."

"Blood curse?" Lyons asked.

"No." Andre shook his head. "This curse only has spiritual power and has no attack effect. It only activates the relationship between the oath and the oath-taker. Once you violate it, you will be punished for breaking the oath." Ender Lie said, "It's a neat little trick."

"Let's hear who made the oath." Andre dropped a drop of blood, and the blood flew away instantly as if repelling the formation on the paper. The dark red blood was shining with two layers of brilliance, and the black and red complemented each other, which was wonderful And weird.

The blood on the top layer changed from dry and cracked to wet, and slowly soaked into the spells on the lower layer, like penetrating poison and invisible sword.

Intermittent voices came from the formation, and became clear after all the blood was integrated into the storage formation.

"I, Owen, hereby wish to be a faithful believer of 'God' and dedicate my whole life to the birth of God's blood. I will sacrifice the site of the blood hunt, and may God protect me. Unfaithful people will become ' A drop of blood from the pool of God's blood, paying for crimes in flesh."

After the voice fell, Andre raised his eyebrows and Lyons looked at each other, the sound of stabbing and moving things continued, and then an impatient "Enough, Lawrence, don't play tricks." Appeared, and all the noise disappeared completely .

That's what the oath is all about.

"Very sincere. I mean perfunctory." Andre folded the paper, "It seems that their cooperation is not going well."

Owen looked down on Lawrence, who had no pursuit, and regarded the black mandala as a stepping stone for him to create a blood race.And "God" obviously didn't regard Owen as a true believer, leaving a curse as a way out.Once the balance point breaks down, Owen will immediately abandon the black mandala and take away the test product and divine blood.Lawrence, on the other hand, directly prepared a path to death for Owen.

"Oh, by the way, the curse from the upper floors has come into effect. Please tell Nord, someone may have a hard time tonight." Andre kindly reminded, "Being poisoned by the blood of the gods or dying because of the curse, we have to do it for us." Dear Inspector Owen, is there a bet?"

"Owen is not a day walker, the Datura curse and drugs will only make him crazy." Lyons said, looking at Andre with a natural look, meaning that of course he will die because of the curse, this bet is not necessary .

"Has anyone ever told you that you're really boring." Andre spread his hands and turned to search elsewhere.

"Only you so far." The vampire who seemed to be playing some silly tricks was even more boring.Lyons thought to himself, wisely not saying it.Stalking is the best way to waste time.Andre is very weird, and it is really not worth the candle to argue with him.

"Here, there is a compartment." Lyons ignored Andre's boring provocation, and touched a lonely green plant on the bedside table in the bedroom.The desktop under the green plants protrudes one layer, and it is impossible to find it without looking closely.

Lyons grabbed the leaves and pulled up the soil together, and found a mechanism at the bottom of the flowerpot.

"It's really rude." Andre's evaluation was covered by the rumbling sound of the machine, and the floor of the bedroom next to the window was raised, revealing the dark room hidden below.

"It's more efficient than an elegant consultant." Lioness replied to the vampire who talked too much, and walked down the secret passage.

There is still no light source in the dark passage, and human eyes cannot walk in the dark by nature.Even after getting used to the darkness, I could only vaguely see the outlines of things.

"Don't rush ahead of the advisor if you are blind, sir." Andre grabbed Lyons' wrist, pulled the "reckless" hunter back, and then kicked away the tripwire hook that bent over and cut the ground with sharp claws, " There is no light source here, my suggestion is, you stay here and don’t move.”

Lions frowned, and Andre observed his expression clearly in the dark, so he walked to the side of the secret passage, dug out a poisoned crossbow from the corner of the wall, and waved it in front of the half-blind Lions Huang, added: "If you don't want Mr. Detective and don't want to die."

The crossbow was a hidden weapon that Lions hadn't discovered at all.To be precise, here he has no ability to observe the abnormalities around him.

"I'm at the stairs." Lyons stepped back to a place with light, "Call me if something happens."