We all know that a tossed coin falls, either heads or tails. So do we think that the reverse side of the portrait of the first president of the Union is printed with the first lady of the Union? Of course not, it can only be the number '1' representing the face value!

So when Zach stepped outside again, he looked at the small vial of Hunter's poison in the palm of his left hand and frowned. Maggie invited Zach here this time just to show that these things were already involved in witchcraft and beyond her capabilities.

Maggie would continue to try to analyze the composition of the spices, and most of the spice samples brought by Zach were returned, and Maggie only cut a small piece to accept, "If these are these, I still can't isolate the ingredients I don't recognize, no matter how much, it's useless." ”

This is beyond the knowledge of vampires, Zach does not know the truth, he is Toredo, not Remel (a clan in the Hidden Alliance, fanatical 'human' mages, a true outlier among vampires). So he is interested in any science in reality, such as comparison, analysis, induction...... It doesn't make sense.

Even when Zach was disguised as a military doctor, he relied on his quick and steady hands, sensitivity to life, and a wealth of knowledge of biological anatomy, remember how Zach assessed modern medicine (Volume 9, Chapman's son's experimental treatment plan)?

Zach shook his head without knowing what he was thinking, and put the poison in his hand into the pocket of his vest, and the sound of the glass touching reminded Zach of something else, and his fingers moved in his pocket, and he felt for a delicate diamond-shaped glass bottle.

This is the perfume that Maggie forced into Zack's pocket when she left.

Zach pouted, neither he nor Louise were perfume makers.

According to Louise, Zack's body is like a deep pool of calm, pale skin is calm without the slightest ripple in the water. There is infinite seclusion and depth underneath. People can't help but want to wantonly tease his surface, traction, stirring out the deep turbulence......

In Zack's opinion, Louise's body is a volcano of fresh life, which is about to explode at the touch of a touch, and the slightest touch can make her burst out of life under her smooth and delicate skin. Buried beneath that thin surface, the rich aroma (blood fragrance) emanating from the rushing, fierce life. It's enough to intoxicate vampires......

Wait, we're talking about smell, not exotic interracial love......

Zach raised an eyebrow, and the perfume in his hand changed hands. Although he and Louise didn't want perfume to do anything, uh, concoctions, it was Maggie's insistence on giving Louise as a gift, and it was better not to put it with poison-drug-.

"Good choice. She's going to love it. ”

Zach stood on a small piece of dry ground in front of the door and looked up at the smiling woman walking towards him.

A woman in a well-fitting professional dress holds an umbrella. Because the temperature is usually a little cooler on rainy days, she wrapped a silk scarf around her, and draped it over her pearl-colored shirt, which still reflected the soft light even in the dark sky. This is a fine silk shirt, a decent and beautiful woman.

She smiled and stood next to Zach, put away the umbrella, put it in the bucket by the door, and looked at the equally handsome and decent man. "Sorry, you're holding a women's perfume. So I'm guessing it's for your lover. ”

Zach smiled and nodded, "It's for my girlfriend." ”

"Lucky girl, the name of this bottle is 'the only one'. The woman smiled and held out her hand, "Browning." ”

"Grande. Zach shook it gently.

Not very positive. Things that would be friendly to strangers don't happen often in this day and age. So Zach wondered why the Browning lady would be friendly to a stranger at such a time when the stranger might be a prison fugitive.

Browning, uh, I hate the change of name. Let's just call her Emilia.

Emilia rang room 101 and looked at Zach with a smile, "I went to the department store, it seems that they are closed because of the rain, so I came right here." ”

That's why, she thinks Zach is a customer of [Crescent Perfume Shop] just like her.

Zach's curiosity was satisfied, and he nodded slightly, "Nice to meet you." He said goodbye, put on his hat, and walked out of the alley.

"Maggie, it's me. After connecting, Emilia took one last look at the departing man, smiled, and said lightly.

The door opened, and Emilia stepped in, seemingly familiar with the place, and walked straight to Maggie's house. And the Indian woman Maggie had already opened the door and was waiting for her, with a smile on her face, but there was a hint of complaint in her tone, "Why don't you make a call, you still go out alone at this time, I can let someone send it." ”

"It doesn't matter. Emilia waved her hand and smiled, "I happened to be nearby, so I came by myself." ”

"Nearby?" Maggie looked at Emilia, her sunken eyes narrowed, and the smile on her face disappeared, "You went to see him again?" With that, she began to untie the silk scarf around Amilia's neck.

Emilia turned her body sideways and pulled her neck, revealing a faint bruise, back with a silk scarf, "Okay Maggie, I'm fine. ”

"Guest?" said Walter, emerging from the kitchen, looking at the two women.

Maggie didn't continue her movements, but smiled and looked at Walter, "Well, old customer." I'll take her down to have a look. ”

Walter nodded, looked at Emilia to make sure the woman was no threat, and walked to the living room and sat down on the couch. Do you wonder why Walter is in an Indian woman's house?

As a man, he was worried about Maggie's safety. Walter, who had moved, had nowhere to live. Whichever one you choose, the relationship between these two single men and women is a way of staying with each other, which is what I want to express.

Returning to Maggie's perfume workshop, the two women walked straight to the display case where the perfume was displayed. There is no third person to disturb her, and Maggie's smile does not need to be put on her face to comfort others.

"Amilia. Maggie opened the glass case and said seriously, "Why are you with him, he's not worth it! If you go on like this, you'll get hurt sooner or later!" Maggie shook her head, her hand unconsciously pulling the silk scarf around Amilia's neck, "No, you're already hurt." ”

"Maggie!" Emilia's expression was not very good-looking, "Don't say that! I'm fine, I'm all in control." He pushed away Maggie's outstretched hand.

"Control zhì zhong?" Maggie also seemed a little impatient, "Then why don't you let me look at your neck." ”

"Nothing to look at. You can clearly see the cyan protrusion of Emilia on her forehead because she is suppressing her feelings, "It's just an accident, he can control it, and so am I." I believe in him. ”

"Oh, Amilia, what are you going to believe?" Maggie had a sad look on her face, as an Indian woman, her natural deep silhouette would amplify their expressions, so Maggie was really not very good-looking at this time, "He's a ghoul ......"

"You're not allowed to say that about him!" Emilia glared at Maggie and pushed back the last word of the other party, "You're not qualified to say me, you just let a vampire come to your house, and you gave him a bottle of perfume for his girlfriend? I guess his girlfriend is just an ordinary person! What is this? Can you bless a strange woman and not support your friend?"

Maggie shook her head, her face full of frustration, knowing that she would never be able to talk to this friend.

Maggie reluctantly stopped talking, and took out a few bottles of perfume, both for men and women, "I know that summer is not good for him, I have added a few new materials, you can try it for him." ”

Emilia took a deep breath and adjusted her feelings, "I'm sorry, I'm a little impatient. She apologized, then took the perfume, tried to smell it, and nodded.

But Emilia didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, her head bowed, the perfume in her hand, as if hesitating about something.

Maggie sighed, turned around and walked to the real room that Zack had brought into before, and in a moment took out a small bottle of things, which everyone had seen, "'Isolation', it won't taste good, if he has any emergency, give him this." ”

Emilia frowned, obviously it wasn't the first time she had seen this potion with the exact opposite effect of perfume, she took it and put it away, but ended her hesitation, "Do you have any news about the hunter?"

Maggie shook her head and looked apologetically at her friend, "But, I asked my friend who was with the mayor, and he said that the hunters weren't going to do anything more at Barton, as if they had some kind of agreement with the demons. ”

This is the only news that Maggie can know, she is just a woman who loves to make perfumes, she is familiar with all kinds of materials, and occasionally makes her a cameo as the identity of the pharmacist of Yin'an, and she really doesn't have much to do with interracial matters.

Emilia pursed her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Hey. As if to comfort, Maggie grabbed her friend's arm, "You see Grande's vampire is still roaming freely, it's okay." ”

Seeing that Maggie finally stopped criticizing and stood on her side, Emilia also let down her guard a little, "He's very ...... I'm hungry, I'm actually a little worried......"

Do you understand what this James Lance psychiatrist is talking about? If you don't understand, it's okay, keep looking.

"Cremation, this thing has made his life hard. There was a deep resentment in Amilia's tone, "Now that there is a hunter in Barton City, he can't move freely. He's getting more and more agitated, and I don't know how to help him......"

She looked at Maggie, "I'm worried, I'm worried he's going to ...... the people in the shelter."

That's enough, in Barton City, because of the continuous events, starting with the initial graveyard recovery, the appearance of demons and hunters, these have ruined the life of a ghoul who had lived here smoothly.

Now, he's hungry. (To be continued......)