"Jing'er, why did you run out alone without saying a word? St. Grad and I were worried to death." Sinmo, who was sitting next to me in the car, complained.
"There's nothing to worry about, as if you don't know that I'm not an ordinary little girl." I replied coldly.
"Although you are not an ordinary little girl, you are not like before. In the past, we didn't have to worry even if you went out alone in the middle of the night. But now you are a killer sent by the Demon Party to kill. What do you think the Demon Party will do if they know about it? If I do, will I let you go?" Sinmo analyzed with a serious look.
"You are worried about this! Then there is no need." I said as if I didn't care.
"Why, do you think they don't know yet, or do you think they can't come to kill you?" Sinmo was still so serious, as if he was teaching his daughter a lesson.
"They have known for a long time, and in my opinion, they have wanted to kill me for a long time, but..." Seeing Sinmo's fatherly look on his face, I actually laughed so happily that I couldn't speak. After going down, this is the most heart-warming laugh I have ever had in my memory.
"What are you laughing at! Is there something on my face?" Sinmo had never seen me smile like this before. He felt it was very strange and kept wiping it on his face.
"No need to wipe it off. There's nothing on your face. It's just your expression that makes you look like your father all of a sudden." I explained after I stopped laughing.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Just now you said it was just, what was it?" He still asked seriously.
"Do they just know me? In other words, do they know that the luvian who killed Xiaojie was a little human girl like me?" I regained my cold attitude.
"This... this is absolutely true. As long as they haven't seen you kill Xiaojie with their own eyes, no one will think that you are Luvian. And you are like this, even if you tell them that you are a vampire, you are Luvian, I don’t think anyone will believe it.” Sinmo thought for a moment and then agreed.
"That's enough." I said casually.
"But we can't guarantee that except for Xiaojie, no one from the Demon Party knows you!" Sinmo said after thinking again and again.
"The devil party sent other people here?" I didn't expect this, but after he reminded me, it makes sense. Even if Xiaojie is the only one to carry out the task, there must be news from other people. ! Otherwise, if Xiaojie dies like this, there will be no news. It is impossible for their demon party chief elders to be stupid enough to wait for such important news to slowly reach their ears, and not know that it has been tampered with. How many.
"Of course, it's just that we don't know how many people they have sent yet. But I don't think there will be too many, otherwise they will be easily discovered by our secret party." Sinmo confirmed.
"Maybe there's only one!" I suddenly had a strange feeling.
"Why do you say that?" Sinmo asked puzzledly.
"Suddenly I thought that the stranger just now might be from the demon party." I always felt that there was a special smell on him. Although I couldn't explain it clearly, it was definitely not a local, or it was from a ghost, so He may be from outside, and he passed by the vampire restaurant last time, and the two things last night, even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, but until now, I think there are probably only a few vampires left who don't know that I am a vampire. Not much left, but he always thought that I was still a human being, so he must not be local.
"You don't know him?" Judging from Sinmo's expression, he may still think that I am friends with the guy whose pseudonym is Sal!
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"We know each other, but it's only been a few hours, and I don't know anything about his identity and background." I said truthfully.
"Then the young lady is still alone with him. Aren't you afraid?" Lao Chen suddenly interjected.
"What's there to be afraid of? He has no intention of killing me. Besides, doesn't he know nothing about me?" I replied. Although he knew that my mother was a vampire, it didn't mean that I was the one who killed Xiaojie!
"But Miss, didn't you just say that he might be a member of the Demon Party?" Lao Chen asked again.
"Yes, but this is just my personal suspicion." I replied.
"Then why are you so suspicious? What is it about him that makes you feel so?" Sinmo seems to be very concerned about this matter, but he is right to care about it. After all, members of the Demon Party have appeared on the territory of the Camarilla, and it is also during this extraordinary period. , as the deputy elder of a secret party, this is also a reasonable behavior.
"I don't know, it's just an intuition." I answered perfunctorily. In fact, I was just a little tired and didn't want to say anything more. After all, I walked in a human body all day today, and the pain in my feet kept coming, which made me even more exhausted physically and mentally, so now that I am by Sinmo's side, I am completely relaxed after I am safe. , I gradually became sleepy and just wanted to have a good sleep, so I had to talk.
"Then you'd better not see him again, or at least don't meet him alone. Although he didn't recognize you today, he might not know your identity next time." Sinmo is like a woman who is worried that her daughter will meet him. The father who was bullied by the bad guys gave this instruction.
"I won't see you again, and I don't want to see him. If I wanted to see him, I would have left with him just now." My brain had begun to become confused, and I was so confused that I didn't know what I was talking about.
"What? Follow him, where are you going?" Sinmo suddenly became anxious.
"His house." I replied confusedly.
"Why are you going to his house?" Sinmo asked anxiously and curiously.
"Make him tea," I replied.
"Making tea? Just for this?" Sinmo was even more confused.
"Yes!" I had almost entered a semi-sleep state and couldn't hear what he was asking, so I agreed casually.
"Isn't he a vampire?" Sinmo knew this when he saw his eyes. The blood-colored eyes were the best proof, and the smell of blood on his body was also surprisingly strong. It seemed that he was not an ordinary little boy. vampire. But the more powerful a vampire is, the less he disdains eating human food, let alone drinking tea. Saint Grad the Great is the best example. So now when he heard what Jing'er said, he began to wonder if his eyes were wrong, and whether the guy named Sal who was in the castle just now was a human being.
"He said he liked me, so he wanted me to make tea for him all the time." I didn't hear what Sinmo said at all, and just continued my answer just now.
"..." Then I really fell asleep. I only knew that Sinmo seemed to be asking something, but I didn't know exactly what it was. (To be continued)