"Are you really awake?"

Just as Sean buried his head under the soft pillow and gritted his teeth to endure it, a female voice with surprise and joy came into his ears.

Sean, who turned sideways, looked up at the haggard Vivian, and couldn't help but add a little apology to his happy smile, and said, "Sorry, I woke you up." ”

Vivien didn't speak, bit her plump lip, was silent for a moment and asked, "Sean, are you okay?"

"Vivien, are you alright?"

Sean heard Vivien, who was asking the same stupid topic as himself, and couldn't help but silence the two for a while.

"I'm fine..."

The two of them spoke in unison again, subconsciously looked at each other, and the scorching passion contained in the brown eyes and pale golden eyes was also known by the two at the same time, and the air calmed down again, different from the previous embarrassment, this time the air was also filled with a trace of sweetness and ambiguity.

"Director, the warrant for Quake Terry has been issued... Sorry for the interruption. ”

The two stared at each other were awakened by the "reckless" behavior of one of Vivian's dutiful subordinates, and as the door closed, Sean and Vivien looked at each other without a little embarrassment and only a knowing smile.

A moment of silence ensued.

"That's... I'll peel you an apple. ”

"Hmm. ”

But then Sean regretted this move, seeing that Vivian belonged to the real sense of "peeling" apples, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it only took four knives to hand an apple that was almost only a core to Sean's mouth.

Immediately after that, Vivien, who was full of interest, picked up an apple again, with the same technique, the same speed, and handed another kernel to Sean, who had just finished gnawing.

"Wait, Vivien, I don't want to eat apples for a while. Sean, who saw that Vivien was about to persecute Apple again, hurriedly stopped it and said, "By the way, I heard you say that Mr. Terry was wanted just now, is he still alive?"

"No, he died completely. ”

"Thoroughly?"

"His body suddenly disappeared. Saying that, Vivien leaned closer to Sean's face and added in a low voice, "The moment you fell, his body gradually turned into a puff of black-gray gas, including blood stains on your body and on the floor. ”

After speaking, Vivian secretly took out two plastic bags from her pocket, one containing several bullets with a slightly twisted warhead, and the other containing a black-gray irregular crystal, pure and beautiful.

Sean subtly took the black crystal and held it in his hand, and it was hard to imagine that it was condensed by the blood and rotting flesh of Terry.

Then he also noticed that the deep black crystal emitted a strange power, a seductive desire to drive himself to swallow it.

"Is it hard to imagine that such a beautiful thing is actually made of Mr. Terry's flesh and blood. Vivien quipped as she looked at Sean, who was taking a closer look at her hand.

Sean, who had just risen the desire to swallow the black crystal, couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when he heard Vivien's description like this.

But he remembered what Elf had said to him, and he took the crystal away in disgust, but his face looked very ugly.

Vivien touched her smooth chin in her slender hand and asked thoughtfully, "Did you have a strange dream just now?"

"Dream, is there a man in the dream who is untidyly dressed, has no gentlemanly manners, and only has half a face to smile?"

"Well, it's amazing. "Hearing Sean's dream similar to herself, Vivien's face was full of longing, "But I remember that Mr. Elf was quite polite." ”

"Sort of. ”

For some reason, Sean always had an inexplicable sense of wariness of Elf, especially when he saw Elf's strange face in his dreams.

"Sean, I feel like you're hiding something from me again?" Vivien glared at Sean with wide-eyed eyes and a suspicious look on his face, "Forget it, Lady Maria is still alive." ”

"Really, how is she now?"

Sean, who has finally heard good news since he woke up, also has a smile on his face.

"Fortunately, we arrived in time, and now Ms. Maria has only lost too much blood, and there is no major problem, but it is estimated that she will be greatly stimulated mentally, after all, Mr. Terry..."

Sean looked at Vivian with sadness on her face, and couldn't help but comfort: "At least she's still alive, don't worry, Vivian, Lady Maria is a strong lady." ”

"I'm fine, you're right, anyway we caught the real culprit and saved a life. As she spoke, Vivien, who sensed that the last rays of the sunset had disappeared, looked up at the clock, and her whole face collapsed in an instant.

"Vivien, what's wrong with you?"

Receiving Sean's slightly concerned greeting, Vivien glanced at Sean resentfully and said, "My dad told me to go back to the castle tonight." ”

"Ahem... Maybe he just wants to see you, after all, you haven't seen the Earl for a long time, haven't you?" Sean, who was coughing, tried to avoid Vivien's wide, resentful eyes.

"You know what my dad is looking for me, and we're not done yet, Sean. Vivien raised her fist and threatened, "I'll visit you tomorrow." ”

"Hmm. ”

"I'm leaving. ”

"Hmm. ”

"I'm really gone. ”

"Hmm. ”

Vivien looked at Sean, who had been pretending to be stupid, and couldn't help but feel a burst of anger, baring her teeth and yelling, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Well, my consultation fee has increased..."Looking at Vivian, who was already showing a fierce look, Sean subconsciously swallowed his words back, and said again: "What, can you give me back my pistol... It's expensive on the black market..."

"Possess a firearm, you wait to go to jail, Sean. ”

Vivien gestured and prepared to push the door open, only to reluctantly turn around when she heard Sean's magnetic voice ringing in her ears.

"Miss Vivian, I wonder if we have time to go to a theater show together on the weekend?"

"Hmph, look at Miss Ben's mood. After saying that, he didn't give Sean any time to react, and left the ward quickly.

Sean looked at Vivian, who suddenly looked like a big lady, and couldn't help laughing, and a faint sweetness surged in his heart again and fell asleep.

...

On the outskirts of the Steam Capital, an abandoned castle.

A space in the clearing suddenly distorted, and two figures covered in black robes appeared in the doorway, one of them wearing a loose robe, but it could not hide the uneven women, and taunted the man with a white bird's beak mask dressed as a plague doctor, "What a bunch of lowly rats." ”

The man in the bird's beak mask did not move, and said in a cold tone: "As long as they are believers in God, they are all our brothers and sisters. ”

"Hahaha, then you have a lot of brothers and sisters, Mr. Mouse. The black-robed woman didn't care about the tone of the masked man beside her, and slapped the ground very exaggeratedly and mocked.

"Stop breathing. ”

As soon as the words of indifference with a metal trill fell, I saw the woman who was originally laughing exaggeratedly, her hands tightly covering her neck, as if she was suffocating, her face flushed, her eyes white, and at the same time she opened her mouth to breathe hard.

Seeing that the man still had a cold expression, he didn't seem to care about the woman's life and death, and the woman who was still struggling for a while didn't make any movement at all, and lay on the ground with her hands on her neck.

"Open this door. ”

The man didn't look at the woman, he spoke again, only to see that under his cold words, the door that had been closed slowly opened as if someone had pushed it open.

The masked man slowly walked up to the second floor and found that there were many people with the same black robe style, at this time they were sitting around a bronze table, and when they saw the masked man pushing the door in, his vigilant expression instantly converged, and at the same time he bent down, his index finger and middle finger were put together on his chest, and greeted: "Greetings, Lord Divine Messenger." ”

The man ignored the crowd and slowly walked over to the middle-aged man with a scar sitting on the main seat, and asked in a cold voice, "Terry is dead?"

The man with the scar on the main seat stood up tremblingly and replied, "Yes, Lord of the Divine Messenger. ”

"How did you die?"

The man with the scar looked at the oracle who didn't blame him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said flatteringly: "It is said that he was solved by a private detective, and his subordinates immediately brought someone to solve him." ”

The man in the beak mask ignored the scarred man, but said to a bald man next to his deputy with a red skull tattooed on his arm, "Go according to the original plan, don't ask for trouble." ”

The bald man who reacted immediately meekly bowed down to the divine envoy, and then turned his head to look at the original scar-faced man's face with a fierce light, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into deep fear, because the scar-faced man was burned to char without a trace of screams.

......

The masked man who had just walked out of the castle saw the black-robed woman sitting on the stone admiring the moon, and another mocking voice came, "Even if it's a mouse, it still tastes good to roast." ”

The masked man did not respond, seemingly unsurprised by her resurrection.

"Hey, it's hard to come out once, I don't want to go back now. Looking at the masked man who was getting closer and closer to her, the woman resisted, "Why don't we go back to the float?"

"Escape. ”

The masked man didn't have a trace of emotional fluctuations, grabbed the woman, and in his cold words, the space around the two of them was violently distorted, and then there was no trace of the two of them except for the moonlight in the clearing.