Whispering Verse

For the safety of his own life, Marquis Molson felt that it was certainly okay to be "pure and ascetic" for a year or two.

Mr. Bernhardt pointed at Mr. Albert with his eyes, which probably meant, "Let me just say that he is very good at talking."

Although they said they did not want to sponsor, when the three of them bid farewell to Marquis Molson at close to eleven o'clock that morning, everyone's wallets were much thicker.

In addition to the banknotes, Mr. Bernhardt obtained a business card signed by the Marquis, allowing the three to do inconvenient things in the Marquis's name during the investigation. In this way, Shade doesn't always have to think about doing things in the name of Miss Belindle or Margaret.

Mr. Albert received the medal from the Marquis of Molson. The other party promised that with this medal, Mr. Albert could get help at the police station at any time. This coroner is actually a member of the National Police Agency, so this medal is just right for him.

As for Shade, because he had just saved Marquis Morson's life, even if he was not a vampire, he still received a great gift, which was a relic.

The poet-level relic [Noble Blood Red] looks like an iron badge painted red. The badge is in the shape of a drop of blood, with the word "noble" painted in golden ink on the front, and ancient Chinese on the back——

[Due to blood, drink blood, become addicted to blood, and are born noble. 】

"The Marquis said that the effect of this relic is that by pressing the badge and giving it to the spirit queen, it can be turned into a little bat. While the little bat exists, it can share vision to a certain extent, but the distance cannot be too far, and once the bat is shot down , this relic fell into the hands of others."

On the carriage back to the city, Shade was still playing with the metal badge. Holding the badge in his right hand, he pressed it gently with his left hand while giving a little energy, so the small badge squirmed and deformed in his hand until it turned into a small black bat.

Shade usually thought of "bats" as not very cute creatures, but the bat in his palm that was trying to flap its wings to fly was somewhat cute.

"Because it is only a poet level, the detection effect is not very outstanding."

reminded the coroner carrying a satchel.

Shade didn't expect to hold it for a long time. His own perception was very powerful and he was proficient in transformation. The poet-level investigation relics were of little help to him. And he was also worried about little Mia. The cat would not be able to accept the presence of other suspected "pets" around him.

Of course, this is not because outsiders are too fond of domestic pet cats, but they just feel that this relic has little effect on them. If you keep it in your hands for the time being, you can consider giving it to people around you, or wait to trade it to others like the "master key".

"Let's get back to business."

Mr. Bernhardt looked away from the notebook in his hand:

"According to the information provided by Mr. Watson, after Marquis Molson encountered this life-and-death crisis, he will soon encounter a second one. We need to act faster. If Marquis Molson dies, any promises he made to me will be It’s all empty words.”

"But we didn't get many leads."

Mr. Albert also said:

"The Marquis's dream is too complicated. The most we know is that he also attracted a 'trial' because of some evil deeds of his own. But I don't think that Marquis Molson's behavior requires him to pay for it with his life. Just like the corpses I dissected, cheating and gambling are also bad habits, but they are not enough to kill them."

"At least we know clearly that the relic is fully capable of threatening a nine-ring advanced vampire."

Shade added:

"I felt it when we shook hands just now. This Marquis is very strong. His nine-ring level is definitely not due to luck. If we really want to fight, the three of us together may not be able to beat him."

This is a slightly exaggerated statement, but Mr. Albert, a local, agrees very much:

"So the information you provided, Mr. Watson, is most likely correct. The relics involved are either sage-level or angel-level. But the problem now is that the other party can exert strong influence without even coming forward. How do we find it?" it?"

"This requires first determining what the other party is, and then formulating a plan based on its characteristics."

Shade said:

"However, after I saved another heart disease 'patient' last time, I felt my heart was tingling, but I didn't die because I had heart-enhancing thaumaturgy. After saving Marquis Morson just now, I felt that feeling again, but again not too affected.

We'll go see Captain Rudolph in a moment, and let's observe his situation first. If he is okay, we will go find others. After saving a few more, the relic behind the scenes will definitely use more direct means to attack me, and then I will have a chance to see it. "

"Isn't this method a bit excessive?"

Mr. Bernhardt frowned:

"Too dangerous for you."

Shade shook his head. He just wanted to end this matter as soon as possible. Not only did he want the scales in Desire's hands and the clues about [Blood Sorrow] in Miss Rice's hands, but more importantly, he wanted to get other information from Desire's hands.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked out the car window at the gloomy sky outside. In the coming storm, it might not be enough for him and the blood-drinking Duke alone.

Mr. Bernhardt said that Captain Rudolf should be on his ship all morning, but after the three of them took a carriage from the north of the city to the dock area in the south of the city, they did not meet at the bustling dock at noon that day. To the tall vampire.

Shade and Mr. Albert were waiting on the trestle and talking. Mr. Bernhardt, who was looking for someone, quickly got off the boat:

"The sailors said that Captain Rudolph thought we would be here after ten o'clock, but when he saw that we were still missing at half past eleven, he went to do his own business first."

"Armand, we did waste too much time at the racecourse."

The sea breeze blew the coroner's robe, and he looked in the direction of the city:

"But it doesn't matter, we can go find him. Where is the captain now? He should still be in the city, right?"

"Yes, at the Parsifal Club."

After he told the location, Xia De asked in surprise:

"If I remember correctly, this is a very famous club for technical workers in the city. Captain Rudolph has nothing to do in broad daylight, so why would he go to a place like that?"

"No, no, as far as I know, he is not that kind of person. He probably has other things."

Mr. Albert said immediately, but the two outsiders, Mr. Schad and Mr. Bernhardt, did not understand the situation, so they did not say anything more:

"Do you need to have lunch first? It's already noon."

"Let's go to the club first. I'm worried that the captain left there and went somewhere else, or he suddenly had a heart attack and we couldn't catch up."

Mr. Bernhardt said, holding his forehead, and Shade and the coroner both nodded. It doesn't matter whether they have lunch or not, the things they have to do are obviously more important.

So the three of them set off again, and by the time they arrived at the door of Parsifal Club, it was already close to 1:30 in the afternoon. This time, Shade paid the fare, got back the change, and turned to look at the high-end leisure place hidden by the flower wall. Then he and his two companions unexpectedly saw that all the doors of the Parsifal Club were closed, and I didn’t see as many people inside the window as before.

The three of them were a little surprised. After walking over and knocking on the door, the head of a man who looked like a bodyguard poked out from the crack in the door:

"The club is closed today, you three please go back."

He was about to close the door, but Mr. Bernhardt quickly grabbed the door:

"Wait a minute, what are you doing here?"

The man inside the door tried several times but failed to close it, so he had no choice but to say:

"Sir, have you always been so curious?

It was Mrs. Frey who got a very expensive Rhodes card and invited the good Rhodes players in the city to compete, and the prize was that card. My wife said that this can increase the club's popularity, and maybe expand the business of Rhodes Gambling in the future. Can you open the door? This place only opens after the game in the evening. "

"I am a friend of Mrs. Frey's."

Shade then spoke, and both companions looked at him in surprise.

"Just say it's the friend introduced by the 'Boatman', Madam will understand."

So Mr. Bernhard finally let go of his hand. After the man inside the door closed the door, he went to report to Mrs. Frey.

"I won't have fun in this kind of place. I only came here for investigation."

Shade outside the door explained to his two companions that fortunately they did not misunderstand Shade.

"Hey~ look who's here."

Soon after, the door to the first floor of the club was opened again, and a gorgeous woman wearing a feather fan appeared at the door.

"Madam, do you still remember me?"

"Of course I remember. How could I forget about a handsome young man like you? It's a pity that the more handsome a man is, the more ruthless he is. Look at you, how long has it been since you came to see our girl?"

She smiled and covered her mouth with a fan, and glanced at the two people behind Shade:

"What, how come you, a busy person like you, have time to come to my place?"

"I want to see Captain Rudolph."

Shade whispered, and Mrs. Frey laughed:

"The captain is indeed here, and he is ready to win the Rhodes card."

"Then can we go in and talk to the captain?"

"This is not possible, the game is about to start. In order to prevent accidents, no one is allowed in or out after that. I'm sorry, if you want to come to the captain, you can come back in two hours."

But two hours later it was past three o'clock. During this period, the captain might have a "heart attack" due to losing or winning cards.

"Can we compete?"

Mr. Albert asked suddenly. Mrs. Frey looked at him again and continued to cover the lower half of her face with her feather fan, leaving only the upper half of her face with squinting eyes and a smile.