Chapter 228 Blood Slave and Secret Keeper Chapter
In the mid-level villa, Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu sat at both ends of the long table.
On the table were silver knives and forks, polished plates and soup bowls.
There is also a pot of gorgeous and fresh flowers placed between the two of them, each one is delicate and delicate, exuding lust and romance.
The goblet contained red wine, and the waiter shuttled between the two of them, refilling the wine for them from time to time.
Ma Xiaoyu raised her head and looked at Yin Xiu with ambiguous and soft eyes under the warm light.
"Did you take the wrong medicine? Just ask questions, and you even imitate foreigners in eating Western food. By the way, is this something edible?"
Ma Xiaoyu glanced at the blood-oozing steak on the plate with disgust, and moved it away with a fork.
"..."
Suffering from the unexpected disaster, Yin Xiu picked up the square towel that was originally on her lap, wiped her forehead, and looked at the walking waiter.
"Well, Lao Xiao, there's no need to go to so much trouble. We just want to ask a few words and leave."
The man named Lao Xiao was the old man who drove Luo Lichen's carriage that Yin Xiu saw in the middle of the night.
"Old Xiao, old Xiao..."
After calling twice more, he turned around with an apologetic look on his face.
"Sorry sir, Sir Luo Lichen has never called me by my name before, so I couldn't react for a while."
"I understand, don't be nervous, Lao Xiao."
Yin Xiu waved her hand and motioned for him to sit down on a chair.
Lao Xiao looked at the two of them repeatedly, and then restlessly placed half of his butt on the chair, put his hands on his knees, lowered his head, and stared at his toes.
Yin Xiu stood up, poured a glass of wine for Lao Xiao, and patted him on the shoulder.
"It's nothing, just a casual chat and understanding the situation."
When Yin Xiu said this, he felt like a patrolman rather than a Taoist priest.
Sure enough, with Yin Xiu's comfort, Lao Xiao's chat box gradually opened up.
"Sir Luo Lichen comes from the Nicholas family. His father is an earl in the family and is in charge of a lot of resources and power."
Hearing this, Yin Xiu suddenly felt a little dizzy. This was because he was beating his son, and he was calling me grandpa.
After finally killing a baron-level vampire, he provoked an earl. Who knows if there will be some vampire prince or marquis above the earl? As if seeing Yin Xiu's doubts, Lao Xiao said: "But don't worry, that count went to see Satan faster than Luo Lichen. Alas, may God forgive his soul."
It seems that Luo Lichen's father was affected by the vampire war that swept across Europe.
"Can vampires also have a relationship with God?" Ma Xiaoyu asked in surprise.
"I just said it casually, dear lady, because strictly speaking, I am not a vampire and cannot contact gods at the level of Satan."
"Can other vampires do it? For example, Luo Lichen and his father can get power from Satan?"
Lao Xiao glanced at Ma Xiaoyu, then at Yin Xiu, then stood up and bowed to them.
"Sir, Miss, please forgive me, I can't say."
Yin Xiu suddenly frowned, "Old Xiao, your master is dead. Now you don't need to keep secrets for others."
"I know, sir, but I really can't say."
Lao Xiao opened his mouth, picked up the corners of his mouth with two fingers, and pulled them out, revealing the sickly red color inside.
Those are the receding gums and whitened oral mucosa - the blood slave is not as powerful as the vampire, so it also looks a little more decadent.
But what really surprised Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu was Lao Xiao's tongue.
There is a black inverted triangle drawn on his tongue, with runes and complex stripes painted around it, which looks like it was stabbed with a dagger or the tip of a needle.
Seal of the Secret Keeper, as long as this seal is tattooed on the tongue, subordinates cannot disclose information about the lord or superiors to anyone.
"I understand, Lao Xiao." He patted his shoulder and signaled Lao Xiao to put away his fingers and mouth.
Then, Yin Xiu looked at Ma Xiaoyu, "It seems that we really have no choice but to get more information from Lao Xiao."
Ma Xiaoyu also nodded with some disappointment.
Seeing this, the apology on Lao Xiao's face became more obvious, "I'm sorry, you two, I really can't reveal the information about the two masters, and I can't help."
"It's ok."
Ma Xiaoyu waved her hand, then turned to look at Yin Xiu, "That detective friend of yours, did you find out anything? For example, some of the background of this property, and those people who have close contacts with Luo Lichen?"
Yin Xiu shook his head, "This property is the same as before. Luo Lichen rented it from Huang Dahu. No useful information can be found."
After a pause, Yin Xiu sighed, "That guy is a rigorous and upright detective. Once a person is upright, it means he can't find anything."
"That's also..."
Ma Xiaoyu glanced at Yin Xiu meaningfully, "If someone can learn even a little bit of cunning, viciousness, and despicableness from you, then what can he not succeed in doing?"
"Are you complimenting me?"
Yin Xiu wiped her forehead again, and then realized that the silk cloth on her hand was soaked with sweat.
Somehow, Ma Xiaoyu seemed to have become more hostile to him since he came back from the underworld last time, and she would stab him in her words from time to time.
While the two were talking, Lao Xiao seemed to remember something, turned around and walked to the heating fireplace, rummaging through a pile of ashes, raising smoke from time to time.
In a hot and humid place like Hong Kong Island, even on winter nights, the fireplace may not be of much use. It is thankful to be able to use it once or twice a year.
If this is the case, does the thick and abundant ashes serve a decorative purpose?
Just when Yin Xiu felt something was wrong more and more, Lao Xiao finally took out a box from the fireplace, blew away the ashes with his mouth, wiped it again with his sleeve, and then put the box on the table.
"Although I can't tell you that information, if I [accidentally] let you two see these letters, the confidentiality mechanism will not be triggered."
"Old Xiao, you are simply a genius!"
Yin Xiu patted his shoulder excitedly and raised another puff of soot.
After opening the box, they did find a lot of letters, many of which had black fleur-de-lis emblems printed on them.
"Hope this helps."
"It was a great help, Lao Xiao." Yin Xiu said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good!"
Old Xiao also seemed very happy. After becoming a blood slave, for hundreds of years, he was always required to keep a cold face and not show any expression. Now that he suddenly smiled, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"By the way, I don't know what I told you two before..."
"no problem."
Yin Xiu looked at Ma Xiaoyu, "Is it safe?"
"safe."
Ma Xiaoyu nodded solemnly, "Soon, Lao Xiao, I guarantee you won't be in any pain."
"That's good, you know, after so many years of suffering, now I just want to sleep forever."
"I know."
Ma Xiaoyu took out a piece of talisman paper and held it in his hand.
"The sky and the earth are infinite, the Yang God uses his method to punish evil!"
As the talisman fell on Lao Xiao, the lonely figure immediately turned into ashes in the golden light and disappeared silently, as if he had never appeared in the world.
(End of this chapter)