Chapter 53 Death is also quiet "Then I'm going out to play!" Teenagers...
"Then I'm going out to play!" The teenage student said happily, clinging to the door frame.
My mother immediately refused, "No, you better stay home. It's already late, and the association just sent out the notice."
The notice is concise and clear. Residents of District 17 are advised to avoid going out tonight, especially in non-central areas.
The student let go of the door frame dejectedly, put his hands in his arms, and squatted on the ground.
"I told someone three days ago..."
"That won't work either," Mom thought for a moment and then said, "Even if you want to go out, they can't let you out."
"Maybe a vampire will come tonight. Otherwise, why would the association send out such a notice for no reason?"
The student sighed.
Teenagers are at the stage when they understand some truths, but they also want to disobey to show off their age.
Actually, it's not necessarily safe to go out, right? District 17 has the best security of all the districts, even though there was an incident a while ago...
But he had never seen a vampire.
So naturally, a few hours later, a student sneaked out of the house with a schoolbag on his back.
It's already very late.
Of course he did; he had just said "goodnight" to his mum and dad before sneaking out the door.
It doesn't matter. As long as he comes back early tomorrow morning, they won't find out that he went out and of course they won't punish him.
He picked up the backpack containing the latest game console.
He had made an appointment with his friends to go out and play. He brought his game console and his friends brought snacks and drinks.
Central Park...
arrive.
The student looked up and saw the Arch in Central Park not far away.
Although it is called Central Park, it is not actually located in the center of the area, but rather in a remote area. Perhaps it is located here because of its large area.
There was no one in the park tonight and it was quite quiet.
The route in the park is winding. In front of the park is the park lake. There is a corridor covered with wisteria flowers on the side, and there is also a very beautiful small pavilion.
It’s almost here…
It seemed like the sound of wind passing by, or the sound of some animal's feathers or velvet fabric rubbing against each other.
A very light, very soft sound.
The students happily walked forward following their own shadows.
He was originally alone until he blinked his eyes.
——Why is there an extra shadow?
This is what flowing blood looks like: warm and a little sticky. A large amount of blood will have a slightly strong smell of rust.
...Ah...the buckles on the clothes he wore today were made of silver.
But what's the use of that?
It is difficult for untrained ordinary people to resist vampires, especially when they are within half a meter of each other.
The power of the vampire race's innate talents alone is enough to crush them, not to mention that humans are on their menu.
Gurgle...
Gurgle...
Inside the lake is a mountain stream with running water.
The water surged gently, carrying the chill and coldness of the night.
The vampire picked up Bloodfood's backpack, unzipped it, and turned it upside down.
A game console fell out.
The silver-blue coating looks handsome and cool, but this precision product cannot withstand bumps and collisions. It hit the gravel road and broke into pieces.
Plastic fragments were scattered on the ground.
In the lake, the moon lies quietly in the flowing water.
*
Yes, it’s just such an ordinary building.
Li'an continued to fold.
It is so inconspicuous that no one would even take a second look at it if you put it on the street. It can be seen everywhere.
She painted some decorations on the building, and paper wind chimes swayed gently on the silver-blue window frames.
No sound.
*
"Where did the little bastard go?"
It was also a coincidence. My father drank a bottle of expired milk before going to bed. Nothing happened at that time, but now he felt a belated stomachache.
So between the bathroom and the bedroom, he finally noticed that the door of his son's bedroom was not closed tightly.
Inside the door, quilts were piled together in a mess, and there was no one there.
The two middle-aged parents woke up instantly.
The mother put on her coat and called her son's friend's house.
"What? Your kid didn't go out tonight? Then where did he go to play with my little bastard?"
"Oh, Central Park, right? Okay, okay, I'll remember that."
"He—he sneaked out in the middle of the night while I was asleep! I'm so pissed! His dad and I are going out to look for him now."
She hung up the phone, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. "Hurry up, are you done?"
Dad quickly grabbed his phone and put on his shoes. But before he left, he thought, "Aren't we not allowed to go out tonight?"
He was worried: "My colleagues said that something big might happen tonight. I saw a lot of hunters patrolling the streets."
My mother calmed down a bit. "How about we call the Hunter Association first?"
"Go out while making the call. See if there are any hunters patrolling nearby and ask them to help look for him."
The two ran downstairs while calling for help.
Their area is not a residential area, but a very old commercial street. The first floor is a shop and the second floor is where people live.
The environment was very ordinary and there were no famous shops nearby, but fortunately, after walking down a street, I saw two hunters walking on the road.
After listening to the two middle-aged men's description, Cha Wu said, "Okay, I understand. I'll ask everyone to help look for it. It's in the Central Park area, right?"
She closed her eyes, and her spirit instantly contacted several hunters nearby.
Then Cha Wu said with concern: "You should go back and stay here first. Don't go out again tonight."
The two middle-aged men looked troubled: "We all know what happened... This is just that, we are really worried."
Bai Li, standing nearby, also offered some words of advice: "If the hunters can't find it, there's no point in you two staying here except to be caught in the cold wind."
"Let's go home and wait for news. Maybe we'll find it soon."
Knowing that their family's presence would cause trouble for the hunters, the two parents discussed quietly for a while, then said, "Alright, alright."
"I'll definitely give him a good beating when he comes back."
Holding each other's hands, they walked back step by step, their palms covered with sweat.
Bai Li asked, "Should we go look for them? Wouldn't it be bad if we left too many people behind?"
The population in this area is scattered, unlike a simple residential area, which can be patrolled by a team of hunters. Bai Li's team only patrolled in pairs.
Cha Wu shook her head. She didn't dare let a newcomer patrol alone. If something went wrong, the newbie would be helpless.
The mist gathered together to form the shape of a bird, with wisps of mist emanating from the edges of its thin and long wings.
The captain raised his hand and handed over a tea leaf. The mist bird grabbed it in one bite, spread its wings, and flew away.
"With this, plus the four hunters who have already rushed to Central Park, it will be enough."
If there is any emergency, colleagues can contact her directly, which is more convenient than ordinary people getting involved.
Bai Li watched the mist bird fly away.
After a while, the little girl asked, "Can I touch it next time?"
Cha Wu blinked and said, "Of course."
But you probably won't be able to touch anything, after all, it's really just tangible fog. It can eat but has no stomach, and it can sing but has no vocal cords.
If you touch it, you will only feel cool mist.
*
Negokin was heading quickly towards Central Park.
Things have come to this point, it’s hard to say whether the child is still alive. He dared to go out alone at night even though a notice had been issued.
Forget it, there's no point in thinking about these things. Speaking them out will only make the parents more worried.
Let’s find someone first.
Negojin sincerely hoped to find a lively and unfortunate child, rather than a small corpse lying quietly on the ground.
He couldn't help but sigh.
"Stop dawdling, Negojin, you're the slowest runner and holding us back!" His colleagues all ran ahead of him, shouting at him to run faster.
Negojin wanted to sigh even more.
Is that because he doesn't want to run fast? The main reason is that he really can't run fast!
He is good at strength, but he is not good at anything else. He is really biased, otherwise he would not be judged as unqualified by the sweet old man.
The big guy continued to hold on, panting, but the distance between him and his colleagues in front was getting farther and farther.
There was no other way, Neguojin decided to take a few more breaths first, otherwise he would get a stitch in the side first.
In the final analysis - why not equip a motorcycle for tonight's operation? Although the production capacity is very small, each team should be equipped with a headquarters.
He thought of what someone had said, which seemed to be an attempt to avoid alerting the enemy.
Vampires always have sharp ears and react immediately when they hear the sound of a motorcycle.
Negokin began to jog and saw the mist sparrow fly over his head, circle twice and then continue flying forward.
...How come even the mutants are faster than him!
When Negojin arrived at the park, he saw two sneaky figures.
The hunter was quick-witted and quick-handed. He picked up the two men, one in each hand, and brought them under the street light.
I want to see who it is——
Okay, it’s the parent of a missing person.
Negokin gently placed the two parents on the ground and loosened their collars.
He covered his face, replaying in his mind the ferocious look on his face as he was about to deal with someone.
After two seconds, he calmed down: "What are you doing here?"
The middle-aged parent said hesitantly: "I'm really worried..."
"We only have this one child. If anything happens to him, neither of us will want to live anymore."
Negokin didn't want to correct the two parents' wrong thinking. He looked around and contacted his colleagues.
"I'll see if I can find a hunter for you to take you back later. Don't stay outside. It's really dangerous tonight."
Because I knew it was dangerous, I became even more determined to stay outside.
The two parents grabbed Negokin's arms, one on each side, and kept calling him "Comrade Hunter", which made Negokin dizzy.
Why does it have a 360-degree loop playback function?
Negojin sighed for the third time tonight: "Follow me closely. If you really get lost, I won't care about you."
He spoke in an evil tone.
The two parents nodded repeatedly and followed the hunter closely.
The hunter was really tall and strong, and his shadow was only big enough for two middle-aged men to hide.
A bird flew over chirping and stepped on Negokin's shoulder.
Negokin was puzzled: "Mist Sparrow? Did you find anything?"
Wu Que opened his mouth, but his voice was that of Cha Wu: "I just saw something by the lake in the park. Go over and take a look."
"The others were too scattered, so I asked them to search on their own. You are the only one closest to the lake."
"Okay." Negojin said.
The mist bird flew down from his shoulder and led the way.
There really is something in the lake.
It’s better not to have it, Negojin thought.
There was a pool of blood on the gravel road, and in the blood was a glittering silver ornament.
A backpack fell to the side, and a small silver-blue game console fell to the ground, covered in mud, and it could barely see its fashionable appearance when it was new.
Negokin turned away silently.
The two parents picked up the things with trembling hands, wiped the dirt off the surface of the things, put them back into their backpacks, and carried them in their hands.
No one spoke for a moment.
Kiridori is a supernatural being. Although he has emotions and can think, he is essentially a derivative of the Tea Mist spirit and cannot understand overly complex emotions.
It flies overhead.
The birds chirped sharply, as if in warning.
Neguojin looked up and saw the long shadow of the person coming hidden in the shadows of the trees.
He thought of a trivial sentence, which was a knowledge point from the human criminology course.
Criminals often tend to return to the scene of their crimes.
He thought to himself, Teacher, you didn't say that vampires will return to the crime scene after committing crimes.
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