Twenty minutes later, accompanied by three plainclothes police officers, he was standing in the dance hall of a nightclub called Crazy Bill.

Although Britain is a conservative country, there is no shortage of dance halls for young people to drink and sing, and they are no different from other dance halls in the world.

The ballroom is estimated to be 500 square meters in size, the cacophony of music is deafening, and the air is filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat. On the open-air platform in the middle of the ballroom, a blonde woman and a black girl are almost naked, leaning on a steel pipe to make various movements full of surnames, and from time to time make hot and enthusiastic beats. The stage was crowded with men, cheering, shouting, and whistling.

In the center of the dance floor, there was a slowly rotating ball of light above Qin Fen's head, which was supposed to be made of neon glass, projecting all kinds of colorful light in all directions.

Qin Fen sat on a sofa in the corner very casually, holding a can of beer in his left hand and half-holding it in front of him, squinting his eyes slightly, looking very much like a beauty hunter looking for a single woman. In places like this, there are usually brokers who pull their skins/strips/sell marijuana, as well as lonely single women, indulgent single white-collar workers, and dignified and elegant British ladies on weekdays, etc.

Of course, they were not Qin Fen's target.

From the original plot, vampires and werewolves are all intelligent creatures, and their long lives have given them enough wisdom and aristocratic grace - they are not those delirious scum maggots who hide in dirty dark corners and hunt drunks and wanderers for a living.

As an elegant and noble night walker, the crowded dance hall is a place that represents food/desire/hope/hunting/glamorous place/carnival patty and so on.

If you want to fish for vampires, this is undoubtedly one of the great places. As for the kind of thing that goes on a killing spree in the vampire's lair...... Qin Fen didn't even bother to think about it.

Soon, a person sat next to Qin Fen uninvited, but it was a woman. This woman has soft golden curly hair, wears a black crop top on her upper body, a cyan wild rose tattooed on her bare waist, and a tight black leather skirt on her lower body, revealing two slender white legs...... If you don't look at that rough pie face, you can score at least 80 points.

She held a lady's cigarette in her mouth, squinted at Qin Fen and said:

"Handsome guy, first time? Don't you want me to have a drink? As he spoke, he licked his lips and showed a coquettish smile, "I hope you are as strong and interesting as the oriental man I met last time~~"

Where did Qin Fen have the mood to talk to Hunting Yan at this time? What's more, this woman with rough pores and rough appearance really can't arouse his interest.

He waved his hand, drained the beer from the can and turned it upside down on the table, and lit a cigarette. Although this woman couldn't understand the meaning of Qin Fen's series of body words, she felt the other party's disregard and even contempt, and immediately snorted coldly and stood up and walked away.

Qin Fen took a deep breath of his cigarette, and he didn't care, but was in the mood to admire the woman's twisted waist/hip curve from behind. In such an environment, he is like a fish in water, and his eyes are keen and he looks at everything around him without a trace.

He's a very patient hunter, and once squatted in the mosquito-infested bushes for a week to kill a certain gangster.

The hard work paid off, and after three glasses of wine, the voice of the beautiful police officer Laura sounded in the Bluetooth communicator stuffed in the ear.

“…… Boss, find the target! ”

Qin Fen was overjoyed after hearing this. His gaze wandered through the crowd, and he quickly locked on Laura, who was dressed in office attire. Beside her, stood three young men with pale faces.

The indulgent young men and women laughed and talked with each other, and soon embraced each other and walked out of the bar. Looking at the backs of these people pushing the door and walking out, the corners of Qin Fen's mouth rose slightly and left quietly.

Manchester is quiet at night, and the alley at the back door of the pub is rarely bustled.

Qin Fen followed out of the bar and turned the corner, but at this time, a blonde man wearing gold-rimmed glasses suddenly walked out of the darkness, he had pale and bloodless skin, a towering nose, slightly green eyes, and scarlet lips.

He looked at Qin Fen expressionlessly, his eyes were condescending, with a kind of inadvertent indifference and arrogance, and said:

"I'm sorry to tell you, sir, that you're not a competent detective, so the stalking game is over."

At the same time, the other two vampires also walked out, their eyes cold as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Hold your head in your hands and slowly crouch down facing the wall!" The bespectacled vampire's voice was already cold, exuding a biting chill.

Faced with this, Qin Fen was not panicked. He first slowly raised his hand, indicating that he did not hold a weapon in his hand, so that the three vampires could relax, and then raised his eyebrows, and said with a little anxiety:

"I'm just a private detective, and you don't have the power to restrict my freedom in life!"

Hearing his words, the three vampires showed a sneering look on their faces at the same time, Manchester in this world, the night is almost a paradise for vampires and werewolves. A lowly ordinary person actually talks about freedom in life in front of a noble vampire? Do you want to defend your human rights?

The corners of the glasses vampire who spoke first twitched, and he slapped Qin Fen with a snap, and said with a smile:

"Boy, I don't like you very much, and if you are verbose, then I will give you to Tom, and after a while, maybe you will fall in love with the 'big sausage'...... Now squat down, right now! ”

A cold light flashed in Qin Fen's eyes, but he shook his head with a frightened expression on his face, smiled bitterly, and slowly squatted down, but he seemed to be trembling with fear, and he could see that these vampires next to him showed a faint sneer.

Although these vampires treat human life as if they were a mustard, they do not kill ordinary people indiscriminately, so doing nothing will do it except cause panic among the citizens. On the contrary, some vampires who have committed too bad crimes will even be hunted down by the dark forces - Manchester, a city where black and white forces work together to maintain a semblance of order.

Therefore, these three vampires did not mean to kill, at most, they left Qin Fen with a profound lesson that he will never forget. For example, losing the ability to be a man, such as a delicate "little chrysanthemum" being exploded, or breaking a leg.

At this time, a woman's delicate exclamation suddenly came from the corner, but it was Laura's voice.

The sudden soft exclamation was very tempting, and the three vampires, who were originally thinking of having fun, couldn't help but look at it.

But at this moment, Qin Fen's eyebrows furrowed violently like staggered blades, maintained the posture of raising his hands and did not move, buried his head one by one, and slammed his forehead against the face of the vampire in front of him!

This collision is extremely abrupt, very much like the seventy-two stunts in the Shaolin Temple, it is really powerful and fierce.

The human forehead skull is the hardest and thickest part of the body bones, and with Qin Fen's strength bonus that is more than twice that of ordinary people, and the sudden attack was caught off guard, this vampire was immediately knocked into a muffled scream, his nose bleeded, and his eyes bulged so much that they seemed to burst out!