"The worst, the worst, Don, Michael Curvin, the key point of all the plans, is missing." Lucien paced back and forth on the living room carpet angrily, showing a rare emotion that was diametrically opposed to his usual calmness.

Seeing that the plan that has been planned for centuries and waited for centuries can be officially opened and successful, he will get the ability to take revenge as he wishes, and the werewolf clan will also be able to get a chance to rise, but now, at this critical moment, the hub that connects all the plans suddenly breaks and disappears.

Lucien is not short of patience, he can lurk, wait, and plan for more than six centuries for an opportunity, but he can't tolerate that when this long-awaited opportunity comes to him, he will let it go!

This kind of ups and downs, even with Lucien's calm mind that has been cultivated over hundreds of years, has an angry urge to scold his mother at this moment. Of course, it is impossible for Lucien to completely release this anger, but just this trace of it can already make people feel his bad state of mind.

"Missing?" Tang Bai glanced at Lucien in surprise.

Lucien, who was somewhat embarrassed by Tang Bai's rhetorical question and that surprised glance, also stopped helplessly at this moment, his eyes met Tang Bai's gaze, and he spread his hands helplessly: "Yes, it's missing." ”

"Didn't you try to find him?" Tang Bai frowned, logically speaking, if Michael Curvin was missing, Lucien should do the most now. It is to use the hidden manpower that can be used as much as possible to search for it.

"Of course I tried. But he wasn't in the hospital, nor in his own home. He doesn't have any relatives in the city. The only people who have anything to do with him are some people in the hospital, but none of those people have seen him and don't know his whereabouts and news. ”

Lucien was silent, standing on one side, and since entering the door, Ruiz, who had been acting as a tall human-shaped screen, clenched his fist and coughed twice at the corner of his lips. The whites of his eyes, which were particularly heavy against the background of his complexion, secretly glanced at Lucian. replied in his place.

"So you don't have any other clues to look for?" Tang Bai glanced at Lucian and Ruiz strangely.

"Yes, because of the Awakening Ritual, those Deathwalkers among the Vampires. Recently, it has become quite active. All of our recent actions have had to be made cautious. But it was such a slightly moving mission that immediately attracted the attention of those Deathwalkers. We can't send any more people. Ryze's tall skeleton spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, opened his blue eyes wide, and made a helpless expression and posture, which seemed to have a special sense of joy.

"So what?" Tang Bai looked at Lucien and the others: "What are you coming to me for?" Let me help you guys find Michael Curvin again? ”

"If possible. These are sensitive times. As for the man-wolves under my command, most of them, I'll let them rip the throat of a human. Then they ate his flesh or bit him. Transform him into a human wolf, they can do that. But when it comes to finding out the news or something, that's not what these wolves are good at. Lucien looked at Tang Baidao.

"It's too modest, as the backbone of the underground dark world, no matter how downtrod the werewolf under your command is, it is impossible not to have his own news channel. You've been exploring the bloodlines of Alexandre-Covinus for more than six centuries, and now you're telling me that you don't have any sources of information, it's unrealistic, Lucian. Tang Bai carried a glass containing half a glass of strange liquor with green foam, raised his index finger pinched on the cup, nodded to Lucian from afar, and questioned unceremoniously.

"But you found Michael Cowen, not us, didn't you?" Lucien's face did not change in response to Tang Bai's questioning, and he retorted skillfully.

Looking at Tang Bai, who was just shaking the body of the wine glass and not speaking, Lucien spoke again: "Without Michael Curvin, all our plans can't be carried out." He is the foundation of all our plans. It's a rare good time, and it's a rare opportunity. Once I miss it, I don't know if there will be such a good opportunity in the future. So, we need Michael Curvin, we need his blood. Even if it comes at a cost, such as supplying you with a bunch of powerful werewolf fighters. Among them, I promise that there will be some high-level werewolves who have reason and can transform at any time. ”

"How long has it been since he disappeared?" Tang Bai said to Lucien.

"More than twenty hours." Tang Bai's words made Lucien's eyes light up, and he pressed down the depressed mood in his heart, and calmly replied.

"Aren't you spying on him?" Tang Bai asked.

"Of course, but those people are also missing." Lucien smiled bitterly.

"Missing together?" Lucien's answer made Tang Bai a little interested.

"Yes, one is missing. We haven't heard from them for almost a whole day. It's like the world has evaporated, and there is no body left at the place where the incident occurred. Lucien's face was gloomy.

"Can you determine what the situation is, or who did it?" Tang Bai asked.

"There's a good chance they're dead, and everything is peaceful, and while it's a lot like the methods of the Deathwalkers, my feelings tell me that it wasn't the Deathwalkers who did it. I have been to the scene of the incident myself, and I trust my own judgment and feelings. Lucien replied.

"If those Deathwalkers find out what Michael Curwen's blood does, we're in a bit of trouble." Rhyz also interjected: "We can't be sure what Klein will do then." But what is certain is that if he had such a big chip in his hand, he would definitely not let go of us easily. ”

"Not with the vampires, Crane didn't receive that message." Lucien shook his head. Before coming here, Lucien had already forcibly contacted Klein again, and got an answer from him. In this kind of thing, Crane, who was already in the same boat as him, would not hide it from him, Lucien was sure of this.

"Crane, he's a politician, and for those who are the specialized warriors of the vampire race, Deathwalkers, Crane's reputation is not even comparable to that of the executioner Serena, and he doesn't have much control over this combat force." Ritz still doesn't have a cold eye on Crane.

"Don't question Crane's grip on the Victor family. After all, he is the nominal ruler of the Victor family. Regarding Ryze's contempt and disdain for Klein, Lucien only faintly distinguished Klein, and then said no more.

"Please wait." Tang Bai said to Lucian.

To say that Tang Bai didn't do anything with Michael Cowen before, it is impossible. Not to mention the note he left for Michael Curvin, even if he wanted to find Michael Curvin, it was also easy.

After all, Tang Bai still holds a lot of Michael Curwen's blood in his hands, and the connection between the blood is quite mysterious, but it is special. Tang Bai just needed a positioning spell.

Seeing that Tang Bai asked the waiter of the hotel to bring over two maps, which were the whole of Hungary and a single city of Budapest, and spread them side by side on the carpet, Lucien and Ruiz were both puzzled.

"Do you want to analyze anything from these two maps?" Ruiz followed Tang Bai and Lucien together on the side of the map spread out on the carpet, squatted down on one knee, and helped smooth out some of the wrinkles of the map with his big fan-like palm, and asked puzzledly.

"There's a good chance that Michael Curwan didn't leave here for twenty hours, so it made me a lot less worked." Tang Bai replied as if he were talking to himself while spreading out a large map on the carpet.

"I asked the people in the tribe to be planted in some departments of the human race, and I investigated the exit records of Budapest in the past two days, and Michael Curvin's name was not found on the train or other means of transportation, although this does not say much, and it does not prove that he is really still in the city, but I believe that he did not leave Budapest, but hid somewhere in the city." Lucien interjected.

"What is this?" Ruiz watched Tang Bai take out a small tube of blood, and was about to drip it on the map, blankly opening his eyes that were more attractive than the white of the eyes, with a dull expression.

'Michael Curvin's blood. It can help us find Michael Curwen's traces. Now, be quiet and don't talk. Tang Bai knelt on the map and reminded him coldly. As he spoke, drops of viscous blood dripped from the test tube that Tang Bai was holding in his hand, and successively fell on the two maps of Hungary and Budapest.

Tang Bai recited a mantra silently in his heart, his eyes staring intently at the drops of bright red blood on the map of Budapest.

Lucien raised his eyes a little sensitively, and he felt an inexplicable power converging in this room.

The blood on the map was like a moving jelly, fused together under the gaze of Tang Bai, Lucien, and Ruiz, and under the urging of Tang Bai's spell, it surged and pulled out a shallow blood-colored trace on the map, winding forward.

Lucien and Ryze held their breath for a while, but they kept their calm very well.

The blood that was moving forward came to an abrupt halt after pulling a long distance across the map. (To be continued......)