"Sit down quickly! It's not that I won't give it, it's that I don't have any cash now!"
Seeing the decadent man yelling, Professor Higgins hurriedly took the other man's hand and asked him to sit down, obviously worried about attracting too much attention.
"Don't even think about it!"
The vampire threw away the professor's hand and even raised his voice:
"Pay the money now. I won't believe your words. If you take the train and leave when you leave, where will I find you?"
"I really have no money for the time being, but someone will send money tomorrow."
The professor also wanted to persuade the other party, but the other party did not appreciate it at all:
"I'll come back to you at eight o'clock tonight, if you run away"
He leaned over and whispered something in the professor's ear, then stood up and walked out of the hotel. But after walking a few steps, he turned back to look at the suitcase carried by Professor Higgins, and waved to the professor.
, motioning for him to follow.
The two walked out of the Sikal Hotel together. Shade did not follow him immediately, but thought about drinking the apple juice in his hand before leaving. If he couldn't find anyone, he would give up his interest in this matter.
But before he could finish the drink in his hand, another person came down the stairs. It was Armand Bernhardt, the uncle of the vampire uncles and nephews that Shade had saved in the Narrows of Life and Death...
Similarly, when Shade saw him, the blood-colored mist on Mr. Bernhardt's head also condensed into a small bat. Compared with the vampire who was in despair just now, Mr. Bernhardt looked like a small bat.
You can tell he's an upper class person just by looking at him.
He was probably attracted by the quarrel just now, or he had been paying attention here, so he came down from upstairs after the two left the hotel and followed them.
Shade still sat there without moving, as if all this had nothing to do with him. He waited until he finished the drink in the cup before leaving.
From a distance, I could see Mr. Bernhardt walking along the east street, but he didn't go far before he turned into a side alley.
Shade hesitated for a moment and did not follow. Instead, based on the terrain he had explored nearby, he made a large circle from the other side of the alley, passing through the narrow alleys between dense apartment buildings, trying to take a detour.
Go to the front and see where the professor and vampires who came out early went.
During this period, he saw few people on the street, so he "pulled" a new coat out of the inner pocket of his coat and put it on, "stuffed" the hat on his head into his pocket, and then "took" out a new hat.
The hat was put on his head. Finally, he hesitated and even put on a mask for himself.
But the result was very unexpected. In the end, Shade met Professor Higgins and the vampire in the garbage alley behind the Sikal Hotel. He appeared from the east side of the alley, while Bernhardt walked very leisurely.
The gentleman appeared from the west side of the alley.
The two of them saw the scene in the alley almost at the same time. The old professor fell to the ground, and the downcast blond middle-aged man with his mouth full of blood was holding the suitcase that originally belonged to the Linguistics Professor Kasenlik.
He was trying to flee the crime scene with a wallet and a handgun that clearly did not belong to him.
"this"
The down-and-out man noticed people appearing at both ends of the alley almost at the same time. After seeing Armand Bernhardt on the west side, he almost did not hesitate, turned around and ran to the east side with a look of horror.
Shade holding down his hat.
"Get out of here!"
While running, he waved his pistol and shouted loudly. The look with blood on his mouth was indeed very scary.
Shade raised his head, and the vampire also saw the mask on Shade's face. But before he had time to think about it, he saw Shade's two hands slapped together, and then separated instantly.
A bright silver arc of light was pulled away from between the two palms, and ejected out in the next second, splitting the charging vampire into two neat halves. But after the body landed, it only left a mass of blood on the ground.
, then dispersed into a small group of flying bats.
The group of little bats flew towards the west end of the alley, and after passing over Professor Higgins on the ground, they only flew more than twenty meters before they were forced to gather together again, and transformed back into the appearance of a blond and miserable middle-aged man in a cloud of blood mist.
"Is it the racial talent of vampires? I remember that they are very good at the power of flesh and blood."
Of course, although the opponent avoided death this time through the vampire's racial talent, when he returned to his human form, he was already seriously injured and could hardly move:
"Help me, Herr Bernhardt!"
Lying on the ground with difficulty, the blond middle-aged man reached out to Armand Bernhardt on the west side of the alley. But the latter's face was very gloomy, he walked over silently, and then unexpectedly stepped on him with his boot.
The head of a middle-aged man:
"I was kind enough to introduce you to a job. Is this how you repay me? Do you know how much trouble you will cause me? Don't you know what mission I have to shoulder when I come to this city?
?"
This was not lingua franca, or even any language that Shade had ever heard, but fortunately he understood it. There was not much emotion in Bernhardt's voice, but for a well-dressed upper-class gentleman to make such a
He was obviously angry.
Shade also walked into the alley from the entrance, first picked up the suitcase, pistol and wallet in the blood, then continued to walk forward, squatting down to check the condition of the gray glove agent "Professor Higgins".
It's a pity that he is already dead. The bite marks on his neck were the fatal cause.
"Sir, is this your friend?"
Stepping on the head of the down-and-out vampire, Mr. Bernhardt asked Shade, who stood up, across half the alley.
"That's right."
Shade said softly that although the two had met in the narrow realm of life and death, Shade at that time was much more powerful than he is now. Mr. Bernhardt obviously did not recognize him now.
"Can I ask him a few questions?"
Shade pointed at the stepped vampire, Mr. Bernhardt nodded:
"sure."
"First of all, what did Professor Higgins ask you to do?"
"Psychic! We negotiated a price of 500 pounds for a corpse in the psychic police station! He paid 300 pounds in advance and promised to settle the balance of 200 pounds today!"
The weak vampire managed to speak.
This price is certainly unreasonable in Shade's opinion, but for ordinary people who have no access to mysterious power, they can only accept it no matter how much money it costs.
"What did he ask the soul?"
"I don't know. I'm only responsible for channeling and sending away souls. I wasn't there when they were talking."
"Why kill him?"
"I owe a large gambling debt at the underground Rhodes Casino. If he doesn't give me cash today, I will be in big trouble. I saw that he has been holding the suitcase today, so I wanted to exchange the contents for some
gold pound"
Just as Shade thought, the Gray Gloves agent used the power of extraordinary creatures to obtain information, and ultimately died because of this.
"How did he contact you?"
"I introduced you."
Mr. Bernhardt, who was stepping on his head, said in a deep voice:
"Your professor friend and I both live on the fourth floor of the West Carle Hotel, and we occasionally smoke together. The professor suddenly told me last week that his friend passed away, but there were still some secrets that he hadn't had time to tell, so I had good intentions.
, I introduced this guy, but I didn’t expect that it would actually kill the professor.”
The boots were pushed hard again, and the vampire who was stepped on almost had no strength to moan.
"Sir, if you have no objection, I can give you some compensation."
Mr. Bernhar said politely.
This is not because the vampire in the middle circle is afraid of Shade, but in the eyes of the Zhengshen Church, alien creatures such as vampires are more dangerous than the academy warlocks. In the daytime like this, they must be in the downtown area.
It's impossible to fight, so it's worth paying some compensation in exchange for keeping the secret.
"compensation?"
Shade shook his head and pointed at the downtrodden middle-aged man he stepped on:
"What's this guy's fate like?"
"fair enough."
The boot crushed the head heavily, and the body didn't even have time to leave a last word. Bernhardt shook his head, took out a small bottle from his pocket, and sprinkled the powder on it. The vampire's clothes and body were actually...
Slowly "melting" into the soil:
"I am an outsider and I don't want to attract too much attention in this city. Since Coster broke the rules, I think he paid the price with his life and this is the fate he deserves."
Shade nodded and looked up at the sheets hanging on the clothesline above the garbage alley. He raised his hand and flicked it, and the silver light cut through the clothesline and let the sheets fall down, just covering Professor Higgins's face on the ground.
Corpse.
He pretended to squat down, folding the sheet repeatedly, then picked it up, rolled it into a ball, tied it into knots and carried it behind his back.
This is to prevent the other party from seeing the details of Thaumaturgy [Toy Making]:
"Then Mr. Vampire, I think you can also see that what Professor Higgins did is also unclean, so this matter ends here. I am not interested in you, and you should not disclose this matter to anyone.
thing."
"That's fair."
Mr. Bernhardt nodded:
"I brought my nephew to this city, and I have no intention of conflicting with local forces. This matter ends here."
But Shade reached into his pocket again, took out a roll of banknotes sealed with a note, and threw it far away. The rolled banknotes passed over the garbage alley and were picked up by Armand Bernhardt.
Catch it firmly.
"I paid the remaining balance of 200 pounds on behalf of the professor."
Shade said.
In this way, he can regard the suitcase as his own with peace of mind, because he has already paid for it.
The middle-aged gentleman wearing a black top hat smiled and did not refuse the huge sum of money. Instead, he put it into his pocket. Then he took out a business card, held it between his fingers and flew it to Shade. This was done with the help of basic spells.
[Moving objects] and actions completed with superb skills:
"If something like this happens, my nephew and I can no longer live here. We will move to live with the same people in this city who have forgotten what decent is. If you need it, you can come to me at this address. I think
, no one would refuse one more friend."
"Yes."
Shade took a look at the business card and found that it was a red winery in this city. The business card did not belong to Mr. Bernhardt, but should belong to a vampire living in this city. After putting the business card into his pocket, the two of them exchanged words.
He nodded, and then left from both ends of the garbage alley in a tacit agreement.
Except for the pool of blood on the ground and the sparrow standing on the clothesline, no one would know what had just happened here.