"..."
The wax sculptor was speechless for a moment, then mustered up some courage to step forward and ask, "Sir, if you have this skill, why did you call me over here?"
"I didn't know how to do it before either." Ignoring the other party's unpleasant expression, Song Linyuan still replied politely, "I learned it on the spot."
Wax sculptor: …………
Young people lack martial ethics; is it really that hard to say a colleague is stealing their work?
Why bother humiliating him in such a roundabout way?
Is this skill something you can learn just by looking at it once or twice?
But he didn't dare say any of these things. The knife to his neck had finally been removed, and he had to leave quickly.
I will never accept this kind of door-to-door service again!
The wax sculptor said goodbye to Si Jin and hurriedly ran away, leaving Song Linyuan still busy inside.
By noon, he had finally finished sculpting his wax figure, and then, looking in a full-length mirror, he made the necessary corrections to make it virtually identical.
But what does the young master want his wax figure for?
The vampire lowered his eyes in thought: Could it be that he's afraid to sleep at night and wants the wax figure to keep him company in his place?
Indeed, he was only a nineteen-year-old boy, sixty years younger than him.
It's normal to look a bit childish.
The vampire carried the wax figure into the living room, his eyes full of amusement.
"Why is young master doing this?"
He was about to say, "If the young master is afraid at night, I can keep him company," when he heard Si Jin speak.
"Put this wax figure in an ice cellar to freeze it, then throw it into a fire to burn it, toss it in the cold wind to blow on it, put it in a downpour to drench it, or cut it with a knife, spray it with a high-pressure water gun, do whatever is cruel you want, it's best to let it weather, but don't let it melt, understand?"
"Hiss..." Song Linyuan gasped for breath after hearing this.
What grudge does the young master have against him?
Is she still angry about the blind date incident?
But as a butler, it is only natural to obey the young master's orders.
Song Linyuan had no choice but to drag the wax figure out and try every means to torture... "himself".
As a result, the police chased after him as soon as he left.
Aunt Zhang reported the case, saying that Si Jin was hiding "arsenic" and was suspected of poisoning.
Seeing the police officers outside inspecting the broken pieces of the white bowl, Xiao Yao couldn't help but panic, and even her little paws bristled.
[Ahhh! My lord! What did I tell you? Why did you keep those "evidence"?]
Si Jin didn't seem to care, leaning back in her wheelchair and letting the police search her.
In the end, they actually found a small red pill.
As the policeman placed the pill under her nose, Xiao Yao's heart leaped into her throat.
However, three seconds later, the policeman asked, "Strawberry candy?"
"Yes." Si Jin looked listless and pitiful.
"It was just expired, but I couldn't bear to throw it away, so I soaked it in rice. Does that mean... I'll get arrested for eating a piece of candy in my own home?"
Fake?
So, what you said last night was really just to mess with Aunt Zhang?
Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief: That adult acted so realistically that Tong was too scared to breathe.
After catching its breath, the little tiger carefully stroked its own fur.
Just as I smoothed it out a little, a small red pill fell into my mouth.
Everyone froze, then instinctively swallowed it. [It's quite sweet, what is this?]
Si Jin lied on the spot: "Crane's Crest Red."
Xiaoyao:【∑(Д)】
[This arsenic poison has a strawberry sweetness too QAQ]
When Song Linyuan wasn't around, Si Jin's fun was teasing Xiao Yao, which was a way to pass the time.
This time, after the police were sent away, things were calm for a few days.
A week later, Song Linyuan finally placed the ravaged "himself" in the living room in front of Si Jin.
"Young Master," the old vampire reported with a pained expression, "it's already so cruel that it would break at the slightest touch. It can't be any more cruel."
"Oh, then get me a toy gun."
"Yes." Song Linyuan took the gun and handed it to Si Jin. Not long after, bang bang bang—
Three plastic bullets were fired, shattering his wax figure.
The old vampire's heart was shattered to pieces, and he pondered silently with his outdated mind—
Is this the legendary scumbag?
He sighed, tried to mentally prepare himself, and was about to ask what to do about that scumbag Si Jin.
Just then, an alarm sounded outside, and members of Special Organization F entered with tranquilizer guns, immediately flashing their identification.
"Sir, we have received a report that you are keeping vampires without authorization. Please cooperate with the investigation."
"Look." Si Jin put down the toy gun and calmly pointed to the foam on the ground.
"My vampire has been shattered to pieces, investigate."
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