"I smelled the smell of lunch, roasted potato soup, roast rabbit meat sprinkled with cumin, pumpkin porridge, fennel fish...... It seems that this will be a hearty lunch. "Snett smells the food,

She had just woken up from a half-asleep state, and knew that at this time, it was time to wake up the boy and let him go out to eat.

She pushed the boy next to her, waking him up, and before the boy could ask her why, she said energetically, "GO! GO！ Your Highness. It's time to wake up. ”

"Oh, Snet, do you want lunch? My hunch tells me that you woke me up for this. The boy's first words, his next words, were, "But you can't go, just stay here." ”

"But I'm hungry too, I haven't eaten for a long time. I need blood. Snett looked at the boy with pitiful eyes. The boy had no intention of showing mercy to her: "Stay here, I'll go out in the afternoon and see if I can hunt a few rabbits for you, and you can suck the blood of the rabbits." ”

"Aha? Afternoon! But now it's raining heavily, where do you want to find me a rabbit? Snett rubbed back and forth in the boy's arms, but she was not satisfied. The boy took her by the hand and threw her on the bed.

Before leaving, he picked up his coat and put it on his body, and when he turned around and closed the door, he instructed again: "There will always be a way, remember that you are not allowed to go out, if I get caught, it will not be as simple as spanking you." ”

"You're the worst, demon. His Highness the Devil. Snet's quilt was torn to shreds, and goose feathers fell all over the floor.

The climate in the mountains is cold, tear the quilt, and when the time comes, this highness will freeze and catch a cold.

The hallway was very empty, and as he walked past the house numbers, the boy could be sure that most of these rooms were empty, and no one lived in them. He knew very well that this kind of mountainous area was too remote. Except for the fact that it can become a tourist resort at certain times, there are not many guests at any other time. But the hostel is huge.

The owner of the hotel, the old owner, Friedrich, is 66 years old and does not look too old, like a man in his fifties. It probably has something to do with the fact that he was an adventurer when he was young, and adventurous people always age very slowly, just like the teenager himself. I have forgotten when the first adventure was, probably the demon's memory is always so bad, maybe he should keep a more diary, otherwise he will forget a lot of interesting experiences, these experiences will become a means for him to deceive women at some point, and men with stories can always attract the attention of beautiful women.

A thunderbolt struck, illuminating the dark corridor a little, and a black and white shadow always appeared. Receiving the light of lightning, the shadow of the bonsai appears on the floor from time to time, which looks a little creepy. An indescribable fear, of course, these fears did not appear in the boy at all, he would not say any spells to avoid the evil spirits, or the demons and monsters to leave, but the demons had not hurt him before.

His body was filled with holy light, and the divine power in his body allowed him to finish off any demon that was not too powerful.

Maybe there are certain things that shouldn't be said by him, but he still has to say, "There is an air of evil." ”

The priest who walked next to him had some wrinkles clearly visible in the corners of his eyes, but other than that, wrinkles were rarely visible on his countenance, and he was no more than fifty years old. The priest whispered to the boy, "Can you feel it too?" Child. The breath of the undead. ”

"Yes, Father. I could feel that the whole house was occupied by the undead, but it was not yet time for them to do whatever they wanted. ”

"I hope so. In the name of the Father. The priest took his hand and said in surprise: "Full of holiness, you are really a child of the Father's favor." ”

He let go of the boy's hand and made a first meeting etiquette.

He held out his hand, and the boy held out his hand, and then the boy's hand gripped his hand tightly. Subsequently, both men let go of each other's hands.

A simple greeting and handshake etiquette.

Then they should say hello to each other and leave, as two passers-by did, but things went beyond the boy's expectations, and the priest turned around and walked side by side with the boy: "You smell old Friedrich's food, too." He was a good cook when he was young, and even better when he was old. The boy said casually: "I'm just hungry, so it's natural to go out for a walk." But Father, is there anything I have to pay attention to if you follow me like this? Or should I go to church and pray regularly? ”

"You're too sensitive, my child." The priest looked calm, and he walked up the stairs with the boy: "I know that for young people nowadays, God is just an old man who makes them feel verbose, and they think the devil is cooler. ”

"Perhaps, as a police inspector, I'm used to being suspicious of anyone around me." For the first time, the priest looked surprised: "Young police inspector, I'm afraid you won't be in the police station for more than a year, maybe you will become the captain in the next year?" ”

The boy jokingly said, "Age, but from the outside, it is impossible to judge a person's real age." Conclusions drawn with the eyes are not necessarily true. Besides, people nowadays like young handsome guys to be glamorous characters, and they are more accustomed to being young than those who are in the twilight. A handsome-looking and capable person becomes a leader, which will conform to most people's aesthetic views. ”

"Are you saying that your age is not as young as it seems, or that the age of our old men is over. Hey, if I were a few dozen years younger, maybe I could go to the police academy now, maybe I could become a sheriff or something. Hahaha. The priest laughed happily like a child, apparently amused by the boy.

The boy said, "Face is important, but ability is more important...... A bright light pierced the darkness, and the boy pointed to the light in front of him: "Look, it's here, the light of the candle." The boy's eyes were greeted by a firelight, and in the dimly lit room, candles filled the room.

"Look who's here, it's our big celebrity, I really didn't expect to meet you here. Hello sir. The man held out his hand and pointed at the boy.

"Who are you?" The boy held his hand, a little puzzled.

"Oh, of course celebrities like you don't know me, but I'm glad I do. Jewel merchant, Keles. My name is Kelles. ”

"Kalles?" The teenager asked. "No, no, no, it's Keles. The pronunciation is a little strange, but the alphabet of this name is inherited from my grandmother, and almost everyone in our family has this homonym in their names. ”

The man's tone was very funny and humorous, and he looked no more than thirty-five years old.

"How old are you?" The teenager asked.

"Thirty-eight, sorry for forgetting to mention age. Mr. Detective, I heard that you have just been promoted to the position of Inspector, congratulations, congratulations. ”

The boy said, "I'm going to be the captain soon, I don't know what you'll think." Seeing Kailes' mouth growing in surprise, the young man added, "Also, I am a police inspector, not an inspector." Inspector is a colonial police rank. There is a big gap between the two. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm always confused, it's almost the same thing, I'm sorry to confuse your position with that of a colony." He seemed helpless, but more of a joke. I'm afraid he'll be able to tell the difference between the two. Inspector and Inspector, the words are very far apart.

"You're not going to arrest me, I'm a jewel thief." Kelles took out his luggage and gently opened it. Dazzling colors, the room is filled with the glow of precious stones.

"Unfortunately, it's all fake. Jeweler, I'll charge you with counterfeiting and get you arrested. The boy laughed.

"One of them is real, can you guess?"

The young man picked up the purple gem in his hand, looked at Kelles' respectful expression, and said, "Seems I guessed right, didn't I?" ”

"Are you really guessing? I think you are very knowledgeable about gemstones and can tell the real at a glance. ”

"Are the police so good?" A very proud female voice.

"Wiener, it's you." For a moment, Keles' face seemed to be very uncomfortable, although it never seemed to appear on his face, but the boy was sure that he could not be mistaken. His eyes weren't bad enough to look down on the various expressions of humans.

The boy looked at the woman who had caused Keles to feel uncomfortable.

Is this Wiener? His eyes reflected a very young woman, with long waterfall hair, wild scattered over her shoulders, blue eyes, and a straight nose. Very fair skin, it can be seen that she usually has maintenance, the young man has seen many women of her age, except for a few nobles, most of them are inferior to her complexion.

There was also a gentleman who, when he saw the boy, stood up, bowed politely, and sat back on the couch, with his legs crossed and one leg pressed against the other.

"Writer, Kim. Gehr, also one of your fans. I've been writing a book about you recently. ”

At this time, Wiener said: "Is this also a fan?" Gold. Mr. Gehr, you have forgotten even honorifics. And I sat on the couch and introduced myself, and we were all standing. The voice didn't mean mean, but it didn't sound like a kind greeting.

"Don't mind, she's like that." Kelles whispered to the boy, but strangely enough, he didn't seem to let the boy mind, and his expression was full of disgust for women, which he couldn't hide from the boy.

"There's also a young lady named Hei Siqi, who was sitting there just now." Gold. Gehr pointed to the position next to him and said to the boy: "But she just left, by the way, she is also your fan, but she has a lot of opinions about you, saying that you always seem to be very angry when handling cases, and the police should be polite, so that they can appear close to the people." He also said that you had better keep a low profile, or you will be assassinated sooner or later. Of course that's not what I meant, I'm only responsible for passing on the words, in fact, I still appreciate your demeanor in handling cases, any time you read it or an audience, you will always like those who do things out of line but can solve it satisfactorily, you are like Detective Grande, who is addicted to drugs and gambling, but can catch the murderer. ”

The boy stood beside him and said, "Thank you very much, but I am different from the detective in the novel, that is, I don't take drugs or gamble. Of course, I still do it when it comes to smoking and betting. ”

"I'm not surprised you would say that, but I don't think drug use and gambling will make a righteous detective degenerate. Hundreds of years ago, when there was no police system in this country, who was doing justice? Holy See? Guards under the judges? The King's Law? You see, none of them can say that they don't have a black history now, but who can say that they are evil. The same goes for you. He finally used an honorific.

Teenager vs. Kim. Gehr said, "Excuse me, can I sit here?" ”

"Welcome, you."