"Tsk, why are you so unlucky?"

Ripple said in a tone without any ups and downs.

"The officer said that he helped you avoid arrest before, is it because he offended the person who created the creature?"

Lance said.

"I don't know, this is for the person concerned, is Mark still alive?"

"In a semi-comatose state, very aggressive, consciousness is sometimes awake and sometimes blurred."

"Control the people first, I'll go see the situation first."

Ripple was already up and ready to go.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come."

Morgan's whole heart was tugging, and he looked at his bound son with resentment in his eyes.

Lance had been paying attention to Morgan's expression, and he could see the resentment in his eyes clearly, and he was sure that the hatred was not directed at their bloodline.

"Interesting."

Count Reims muttered to himself.

Two hours later, a red sports car pulled up in front of the bar, and after Ripple got out of the car, a black and white sports car also stopped, and Rosie and Anger followed Ripple into the bartender.

After the three appeared, almost all the Bloods in the bar stood up and saluted politely to the three.

"Ripples, go straight up to the second floor!"

Lance waved his hand to the three Holy Land elites on the second floor.

Ripple led the two up to the second floor and met Morgan head-on.

"Miss Ripple, please save Mark."

Morgan said anxiously, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"Mr. Morgan, don't worry, Count Reims has already told me about Mark's situation, and I can check on his situation when he comes to his senses, but I need to know the ins and outs of the matter first, and then I want to help your son."

Ripple said calmly.

"I know, it must have been created creatures! They're taking revenge on me! ”

Morgan's fists clenched.

"What have you done that offends their interests?"

"I used to investigate the creation of creatures, but within a few days the director talked to me and told me not to investigate, I gave up using the power of the police to investigate, and secretly started the investigation, and my informant said that there were already eyebrows.

The day before yesterday, shortly after you left Brooktown, the creatures created came and wanted to borrow our team to dig up the blown up underground lab, so I made an excuse to turn down their request and left with my men.

By the time I got back to see my informant, he was already in hiding, and hinted that he was in danger and couldn't help me continue to investigate the creatures that I had created, so I had to leave the place where I had met.

As a result, I was attacked on the way home, bitten by a gray wolf, and someone warned me not to check what I shouldn't.

When I got home, I was attacked by Mark, and in the darkness I thought it was the person who warned me before, so I shot him, but I turned on the light, and I saw that it was Mark, but his condition was not right, I didn't dare to take him to the hospital, so I had to take him here for help. ”

Although Morgan was angry, he still succinctly explained the cause and effect of the incident.

Ripple listened carefully all the time, did not interrupt the other party, and waited for the other party to finish before speaking:

"First of all, you checked the creation creature, which aroused their suspicion, and your superiors didn't let you check, which proved that he was one of the insiders, but you went to check privately, which must have aroused their alarm.

When you were in Brooktown, they should have wanted to use you and your men to give you a disadvantage by the way, but unfortunately you cleverly refused.

When you contact the informant, it will be more proof that you have not given up the investigation, and they sent a werewolf to warn you, and I can be sure that the smell left on you is that the other party should be an artificial werewolf.

As for turning Mark into an artificial vampire, it is to blackmail you, or to control you, because you are helpless in the current situation, and you can only succumb to the creation of creatures in order to save your son.

However, you are very clever and asked our blood clan for help, and they did not dare to confront us for a while, so you bought yourself more time. ”

Every time Ripple said more, Morgan's face became ugly, and he became more desperate, asking him to create creatures.

The Count of Reims, Rosie, and Anger on the side were silent, listening to the ripples' analysis, and did not express their opinions.

"Miss Ripple, do you want me to ask for the creation of creatures, they are the ones who made my son what he is now."

Morgan said through gritted teeth.

Ripple didn't answer, just looked at Count Reims.

Lance understood what she meant, and only then did he speak:

"There's another way to save your son, but I'm afraid you won't want to."

"How?"

"He hasn't completely transformed it now, sucking out that part of the blood in his body, and then the high-level bloodline will transform him into a real bloodline, but he will be different from you in the future."

Count Reims said lightly.

"Is it dangerous?"

"Absolutely! Because he already has part of the venom of the blood clan in his body, when he transforms twice, the two venoms will fight in his body, and if he can't resist it, he will become a blood slave, a monster that only knows how to kill and suck blood. ”

Lance said.

"Everything is risky, although you are his father, but you can't make decisions for him, so when he comes to his senses, I hope you can ask for his opinion, maybe he doesn't want to live in this way."

Ripple said lightly.

Morgan didn't say a word, he didn't understand how just investigating a little-known biotech company could get into such a big trouble.

Lance left space for father and son, and the four of them went to his spacious lounge.

"Captain Ripple, you told Morgan about creating the Bio Company."

Lance took out a bottle of red wine and said as he poured it.

"I said, I want to get his attention, let him check the creation of creatures, not everyone in the human race supports the research of new monsters to replace us, there are those who agree, there are those who disagree, if the two sides fight, we have a chance, but I didn't expect such a big resistance, it seems that now the people who support the creation of creatures will be in the majority."

Ripple said as he took the glass from Lance.

"If it doesn't work, give up on him, there are also people we push to the top above, and the useless chess pieces will be abandoned."

Rosie said lightly.

"No, he has a hatred for the creation of creatures, and this hatred will prompt him to be on our side, why should such a good ally give up."

Ripple took a sip of the blood-red wine and said with a smile.

"The success rate of that kind of transformation is very low, a one in a thousand chance, if that kid becomes a blood slave, won't his father hate us even more."

Anger said.

"Then it's up to his luck."

Ripples spread their hands.

A quarter of an hour later, the Count of Reims put down his glass and said:

"That kid is sober, let's go take a look."

The four of them went to the next room.

Mark, who was tied, changed his eyes from red to light brown at this time, his consciousness returned, looking at the worried father in front of him, and his own situation, and said hoarsely:

"Father." (End of chapter)