Chapter 7: Werewolves

This person grabbed Han Weixue with both hands and threw him against the wall, this person stood there, his face had changed to the appearance of a wolf, but the clothes he was wearing were still the same as the person in the room.

"You shouldn't have come back. The man said in a deep voice, slowly walking towards Han Yuxue.

Han Weixue was frightened and hid in the corner, wishing that she could get into the wall, looking very scared. The man's head shook, and his face changed back to the way it was.

"Okay, okay, don't be nervous, I'm just expressing my personal opinion. The man paused and said with a smile.

"Come on, come in and have a drink. He turned and walked back into the house.

"Also, you have to accompany me through this window. The man looked back and pointed to the window.

Han Weixue was still on the edge of the wall, obviously not coming back to her senses yet.

Inside the room, the walls were covered with all kinds of clocks, some modern and many ancient, and the man took two beers in his hand and handed one to Han Yuxue.

"I've never met anyone like you, I've heard a lot of legends about you in my life, and I never thought I'd get up close and personal with you. After the man finished speaking, he put his face in front of Han Weixue and looked at it.

Han Yuxue was still a little afraid, and moved her body back.

"People from the Liu family, you know something. The man took a sip of beer and asked.

"Do you know about me?" Han Weixue took the beer in her hand and looked at the man intently.

"What are you kidding? My companion used to tell me your stories, and it scared me silly, I was a kid. The man quipped.

"How long have you been in this business, how do you look like a rookie," the man looked at Han Weixue and said.

Han Weixue didn't know how to answer, because he didn't know anything.

"Who are you?" asked Han Yuxue.

"Oh~~ You're really a rookie. ”

"What, has anyone died in the house lately?" the man took a sip of beer.

"My uncle is unconscious. ”

"Oh~ That makes sense. The man nodded.

"What's his name?"

"Han Shengguo"

The man looked at Han Yuxue, "Yes, I've heard of him." "That person seems to be a little taboo.

"Listen, don't get me in trouble anymore, okay? I'm not like other werewolves, I haven't killed in years. The man walked to the other room, saying as he went.

"Wait, what do you say you're about? Han Yuxue followed and asked.

"Werewolves, in the words of your ancestors, are "wolf demons" or "earth wolves" (earth wolves are legendary underground wolves. In ancient times, it was regarded as a bad omen. When you practice to a certain extent, you can become a human being. In foreign terms, it is called "big bad wolf". Did you get the book on the first day?" the man continued to do what he was doing.

"You know the book?"

"Of course I know, we all know, you've been studying us since two hundred years ago, but as you can see, I'm not that big, and I'm not doing anything bad. The man said, looking at his figure.

"How do you.. Han Weixue asked.

"Why don't I do bad things?" the man seemed to know that Han Yuxue was going to ask.

"I have reformed myself, improved my diet, taken medicine, and made Bodhi La, I am a werewolf who has changed my mind. The man said playfully, patting his stomach.

"Alternative werewolves, we don't all go to one place to drink. ”

"You still go to the bar to drink?" Han Weixue asked in surprise.

"Of course, aren't you going?" said the man, and went into the back room.

Han Weixue stood in place and couldn't react, the amount of information he got today was a bit too much, and it might take a little time to digest it, and then Han Weixue followed.

"What he said really happened to me, I can't go on like this, how can I make it stop. Han Yuxue asked.

The man didn't know what he was rummaging through the box, so he looked back at Han Yuxue and said, "Stop, you can't make it stop." The man closed the box, stood up, looked at Han Weixue and said, "You were born like this."

That person was constantly busy with his own affairs, and at the same time said to Han Weixue: "If you are new to this ability, you must have seen something strange. ”

"Yes, it does. ”

"I guess that's why you're here. ”

"No, I'm here for that little girl. Han Yuxue approached and said.

"Haven't you found her yet?"

"Nope. ”

"You know where she is. Han Yuxue said loudly.

"Of course I don't know where she is. The man turned and spread his hands.

"Didn't I tell you I was reformed?"

"How many werewolves are there?" asked Han Weixue.

First of all, it is "how many werewolves", not only. The man said solemnly.

"Secondly, I don't know, we don't keep in touch very often, and when we get together, there are tragedies, especially when we see red. ”

"What about what I saw," Han Weixue asked.

"We are not "things"". The man emphasized.

"Hey, I'm a watchmaker, so I don't go around kidnapping little girls. The man said with a frown.

"Then tonight, in your backyard, you're dividing your territory. Han Weixue pointed at him.

"I'm not joking on the railing. ”

"Well, there are your kind nearby. ”

"Listen, you may not know where she is, but you know who captured her. ”

"I'm not going to trouble other werewolves, and they won't bother me. The man came over and said.

Han Weixue walked over, pointed to the man's chest, and said excitedly: "Listen, I'm not a werewolf, I'm a policeman, if you know who arrested her, it's best to tell me immediately." ”

"Please don't threaten me. The man shook his head.

"I want to know who caught her. Han Weixue violently pushed the man against the wall.

The man looked down at Han Yuxue's hands holding his collar, and then looked at him angrily.

On the outskirts of the town, there is a small river that flows through here, and because it is a suburb, there are no street lights or anything here, only the moonlight illuminates here. A car drove over the bridge, its headlights looking so gloomy in the mist.

The car drove to the front of a house, this house is also very remote, and the back is the back mountain, maybe there is only such a family here, the walls of the house are covered with moss, and it looks like the house is a little old.

The car stopped in front of the house, turned off the lights, and a person got out of the car, this person was wearing the same pair of boots from the crime scene, he closed the car door, slowly walked to the trunk of the car, he took out a bag of marijuana like Santa Claus from it, and walked into the house.

The interior of the house is still very warm, the light bulbs are fluorescent lamps, and the yellow light makes the house look very warm. He put the bag aside, presumably there was something in the bag, moving in fear and making a sound.

The man walked to the coffee table in the middle of his living room, and he moved it aside, and under the coffee table was a carpet, and he lifted the carpet, because the floor of the house was made of wood, and there was an exit under the carpet that was the same as the door, and he opened the exit.

It turned out that there was a basement underneath, and he walked down with the sack on his back, maybe the stairs at the bottom were a little low, and he went in sideways.

The space below looks quite large, he turned on a light, and it seems that the things under it are quite complete, there is a bed, and a bookcase or something, because the light is too dim, and I can't see the specific layout.

He put the sack on the bed and poured out the contents, which turned out to be the missing little girl. He was wearing a red coat and looked very scared on the bed.

The man turned on the bedside lamp, and only then did he see his appearance, and it turned out that he was the messenger during the day.

"Don't be afraid. The messenger looked at the little girl and said.

"Do you like it? It's all yours. The messenger looked around, this room didn't want to be a place for adults to live, there were a lot of small dolls, it was very fairytale, but it was like a little girl's room.

"I want to go home. The little girl sat down on the bed in a ball and said with a crying voice.

"This is your home. The messenger said kindly.

"Let me hang up your clothes, okay?" said the messenger, who approached the little girl and took off her coat.

The messenger took the clothes and came to a closet next to him, opened the wardrobe, and the wardrobe was full of red coats, a total of five or six pieces, the messenger took out a hanger, hung the little girl's red coat into it, and then sorted out the clothes, as if admiring something, looked at the clothes inside, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and slowly closed the wardrobe door.

He walked to the entrance, but stopped again, turned back to the little girl, and said, "Would you like some bread?"

The little girl did not speak, but shrank there, shaking her head in fear, wanting to cry and afraid to cry out.