"They?" Bonoir said excitedly, "You mean the murderer was Lesenba?"

I didn't expect that he would break this massacre so quickly!

Bonoit's eyes shined.

He could almost see the bright prospect of his promotion, salary increase, and being loved by the Pope.

Osia glanced at him: "No. She was talking about the victim."

Bonoit: "…"

The little girl stared at Osia timidly, revealing a contradiction of wanting to get close but afraid: "I was locked in the dungeon of the castle by them, and sometimes I sucked my blood and drank it."

Bonoit doesn't understand: "Aren't you a vampire too?"

The little girl and Osia glared at him at the same time.

Bonoit knew that he had made a mistake and quickly corrected: "I mean, aren't you all noble blood clans? They are the same kind."

Osia said: "Human police and robbers are the same."

Bonoit said: "But the police will not eat it after they catch the robbers."

Osia said: "So, the welfare of human police is really not very good."

Bonoit: "..." It suddenly felt a little chilling on his body.

Bonoit said: "Get back to the point! Have you seen the murderer? What? Is it human or blood clan or... anything else. Tell everything you know."

The little girl looked at Osia, but Osia didn't agree.

The little girl lowered her head and thought for a while, "I was in the dungeon because I hadn't drunk blood for too long, so I fainted from hunger. When I woke up, I lay outside the castle. Those guys... were dead."

Bonois snorted lightly and glared at Osia several times in displeasure. He knew that the little girl didn't tell the truth, and he also knew that it was because Osia didn't express her opinion.

He asked someone to take the little girl aside and check the scene on the excuse. He approached Osia and whispered: "Didn't you agree to cooperate?"

Osia said: "What news is there on your side?"

Bonoit said angrily: "You only appear here when you receive the news from me." He accented the "news from here".

"You guys are in trouble."

Osia's response was beyond his expectations: "What?"

Osia repeats in a straight voice: "You are in trouble."

Bonois was shocked. He could only use one sentence to describe his inner feelings - kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs reads;! The dog bites Lu Dongbin, but does not recognize the good people's hearts! The kindness is struck by lightning!

...

A sentence is not enough to express the surging depression in my heart!

He said: "I will notify you as soon as possible about such a big incident in the Vampire and send you here in person... Do you know how expensive it is to take a taxi from Paris? I'm free."

Osia looked indifferent: "It's only Lesenba who died."

Bonoit was speechless: "Where are the love of fellow countrymen?"

"You ask people about the Alliance and the Socialist Party."

Bonoit: "…"

The strong smell of blood cannot be lingered in the gloomy castle.

Bonoir couldn't help but take the snuff bottle in his exit pocket and sniffed it gently.

Just the moment he lowered his head, Osia had already walked around.

...

Bonoit quickly caught up with the figure walking out: "Have you found anything?"

Osia said: "Yes."

"What?"

"The castle needs repair."

"……What?!"

Osia came out of the castle, and his ears were clear all the way. Bonois, who gave up communicating with him, did not follow him again.

Mession rented a car and waited on the side of the road.

As soon as he opened the car, the little girl suddenly appeared from behind: "I saw the murderer."

Osia stopped and looked down at her.

The little girl said, "I didn't faint, nor was I locked in the dungeon. When the other party came, they were holding a dinner party. I was locked in a cage with needles on my wrists. They drew my blood to make a drink."

"You are Gangro."

"Yes, I'm Gangro." She was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she lowered her head and bit her wrist, and blood flowed out of the wound. She handed her wrist to him: "Try it!"

Osia was indifferent and bent down and got on the car: "You are free now."

"Can I go with you?" She grabbed the car door expectantly.

Osia said coldly: "No."

The little girl's hope suddenly turned into stars and slowly disappeared into her eyes. She let go of her hand, closed the car door, and stood respectfully on the side of the road.

Mession looked at her in the rearview mirror.

Osia Road: "Drive."

Mession started the car. The car slowly started and drove away from the petite and lonely figure.

"You're in a bad mood?" Mession asked.

Osia was silent for a while before sighing: "The plan has been destroyed, otherwise we would have been sitting in the tavern in Brittania at this time, looking at the passionate beauty who twisted her hips and enjoying happy time reads;."

Mession said: "I have never seen you go to a tavern for so many years in London."

Osia was not embarrassed at all: "With your words, they will need a health certificate before they can enter."

"..." Mession suddenly sighed, "I haven't seen Gangro's descendants for a long time. It's because of the loss of the leader. It is said that after the fourth generation of the lord disappeared, Gangro's power in the human world was only eight generations, and life was difficult."

Although the Thirteen Clans are scattered all over the human world, they will maintain a certain connection within them. The existence of a high-level blood clan means a powerful backer. It is because Gangro suddenly lost his backer that his descendants became playthings of other clans.

Osia's fingers on her knees trembled slightly: "I almost forgot, you are Gangro, too."

Mession said: "No, I'm just a pariah."

Although he possesses Gangro's bloodline, he has no recognized black household.

If it weren't for the protection of Osia, he wouldn't have lived such a decent life.

Osia looked at the back of his head and said for a while: "Reversal."

Mession seemed to have expected it, and the car quickly fell back to the castle.

The little girl is gone.

As soon as Bonoy came out of the inside, he rushed over immediately when he saw Osia, patted the car window, and stared at the car desperately with his eyes, shouting: "Did you see the little girl?"

Osia pointed to her ear, indicating that she could not hear it, and then said to Mession: "Go away."

...

Bonois looked at the butt of the car that was leaving in depression.

Only when you can't hear it will there be ghosts!

He could hear the gentle "leave".

Those who arrive at Bright Castle will be shocked by the spectacular scenery in front of you.

The root of the shock is not the towering spire and majestic castle against the background of the blue sky, but the dense tents scattered around the castle.

When Osia arrived, there was only the outermost position.

Mession took out the prepared tents and potted plants in an orderly manner and prepared to arrange a beautiful and elegant environment, but was stopped by Osia.

"The wind is too strong here." Osia took out a mirror and looked at herself, "It will mess up my hairstyle."

Mession said: "You have said that messy hairstyles best reflect a man's wild beauty."

Osia said: "Okay, in other words, it's easy to be cannon fodder on the periphery."

Mession felt it made sense: "I'll go negotiate?" As an eighth generation, he thought that he could at least grab a good place among a group of children under ten generations.

Osia suddenly raised her head and said, "Wait."

A figure suddenly appeared above the castle reads;.

Although the distance was far away, the other party's figure looked only as big as a cockroach, even Osia couldn't help but lower her head, let alone the ten generations around her, or even more than ten generations.

They knelt on the ground in panic, their bodies quietly against the ground, wishing they could drill into the soil.

Time passes very slowly.

Every minute and every second is a torment.
To be continued...