"what have you been doing?!"
Binoz roared at the top of his lungs.
Chen Lun ignored him, took a step forward and waved his hand.
The dark, sharp fingers scratched the throats of Viscount Pompey and Lady Pompey.
"Well… !"
The Pompeii couple opened their eyes wide, covered their throats and fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor.
"ah!!"
Binoz fell to his knees, shouting the Viscount's name.
"Why?! Why did you kill them?!"
He was very emotional, his old face was red, and his eyes were like a bloodthirsty beast, staring at Chen Lun.
Chen Lun glanced at the old butler and sighed.
"Butler Binozzi, take a closer look. They are not the Pompeii family."
"Um… ?!"
Binoz turned his head and found that the three bodies on the ground had disappeared.
Only three blank canvases fell to the ground, with various colors of oil paint scattered all over the ground, like an abstract painting.
Binoz was stunned.
Chen Lun stood quietly and glanced at the mess on the ground.
He had sensed something was wrong even as Rebecca greeted him.
When the Pompeys showed up, he finally discovered the problem.
This family has no heartbeat at all.
Moreover, there was a peculiar smell of paint on his body.
"Did anything happen before I came here?"
Chen Lun asked.
Binoz's mind was blank now. He took a few breaths and calmed himself down.
"… The Viscount received a letter this morning, and then he went out with his wife."
"You went out? Where did you go?"
Chen Lun continued to ask.
Binoz stood up slowly, and he also realized the seriousness of the matter.
He thought for a moment, then said:
"The Viscount said he received an invitation and took his family to Baron Barney's house to appreciate a painting..."
"Baron Barney... Lord Greasepaint..."
Chen Lun probably connected the matter in his mind.
He asked Butler Binoz for the address of Baron Barney's house, and then left quickly.
"Sir Jack, are you going to look for the Pompey family?"
Binoz asked loudly behind him.
Seeing Chen Lun stop, turn around and nod, the old butler bowed solemnly to him:
"Sir Jack, please be careful. The safety of the Viscount's family is in your hands!"
"Don't worry, I'm Rebecca's teacher."
Chen Lun said with a smile.
"I will not watch my student and her parents fall into danger."
After saying this, he turned and walked away under the grateful gaze of Butler Binoz.
…
A studio in a corner of the inner city.
"Dolly, how long will it take you?!"
Baron Barney asked impatiently.
“Patience is the fuel that creates masterpieces. Please allow me to embellish it with care.”
The brown-haired young man was sitting on a low stool, painting with a paintbrush.
In front of him, Rebecca sat with Viscount and Viscount Pompey and his wife. The three of them had smiles on their faces and sat in a dignified posture, serving as his most qualified models.
But the eyes of the Pompeii family were full of fear. They stared at the young man in front of them, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.
His body was out of control and was firmly fixed to the chair, but his mind was still functioning.
Viscount Pompey never expected that his adopted son Vigere would collude with his good friend Barney to harm his family.
These two familiar people suddenly became strangers.
"I plan to name this painting - "The Eternity of Blood and Love."
Dolly stood up, holding a knife between his fingers.
He came before Viscount Pompey, cut open his adoptive father's chest with a knife, and cut off a palm-sized piece of skin.
Blood flowed, but Viscount Pompey still maintained a smile on his face, with only pain and anger revealed in his eyes.
"Oh, father, don't look at me like that... I'm only leaving you with a name that will be passed down through the ages."
Dolly hummed a little tune and came to Mrs. Pompey again.
As she stared in horror, he picked out a bone from her finger.
"Skin of father, bones of mother..."
Dolly ignored the almost collapsed looks of the Pompey couple and walked up to Rebecca again.
"Oh, and of course my daughter's blood. Only with such materials can we create a stunning masterpiece!"
He showed a slightly crazy smile, gently stroked Rebecca's beautiful face, and wiped away the tears that were sliding down.
"Dear Rebecca, don't cry. This will make your brother sad."
Dolly gently placed the knife on Rebecca's lips.
Cold and sharp.
Rebecca was filled with inexplicable fear, and she called out the knight's name in her heart.
Mr. Jack!
Please help me!
Please save Rebecca and her parents!
Dolly took Rebecca's hand and slashed the knife across her palm.
Blood gushed out and Dolly licked it excitedly.
"Hmm—the fragrance of virginity."
He then opened his hand, and the big mouth in his palm swallowed the skin of Viscount Pompey, the bones of Lady Pompey, and Rebecca's blood.
Bang!
Dolly clenched his fists violently, a look of delight appeared on his face, and his cheeks flushed.
He seemed to have taken some strong drugs. He turned around, walked to the easel and started painting quickly.
"Once the work is finished, my family will remain in the painting forever, becoming real puppets... I will give half of the Pompeii family's property to Sir Oil Paint, and the title of Viscount will fall on my head."
Dolly said as he painted.
"Where's my share?"
Baron Barney was slightly stunned as he smoked his cigar.
Dolly suddenly stopped painting, turned around and showed a look of realization.
"I forgot to tell you that someone wants your share."
Before Baron Barney could figure out the meaning of this sentence, a dagger suddenly stabbed into his chest.
A masked man appeared behind him at some point and stuck his head out.
"An ordinary person wants to get involved in this kind of thing, um..."
He gave a light push, and Baron Barney fell face down to the ground.
Baron Barney felt severe pain spreading throughout his body, and a pair of black boots appeared before his eyes.
"What an idiot..."
The masked man, dressed in a black robe, wiped the dagger clean on Baron Barney's blue shirt and put the knife away.
He looked at Dolly, his blue eyes emotionless.
"Sir Greasepaint told me that you need help here."
"Yes... but you don't necessarily need to do anything, Crow. You're just insurance, understand?"
Crow turned around, his black robe fluttered, and he disappeared in the next second.
His voice echoed in the studio:
"It's up to you, as long as you give me my share on time."
Dolly didn't even turn around and continued painting with a sneer on his face.
"The Circus organization... After completing this mission, Lord Oil Paint will probably recommend me to join."
Third Street in the inner city.
Chen Lun walked out of a villa.
On the wall on one side of the gate, it was written "Barney, 21 Third Street".
He looked back and saw a young maid slowly closing the door from a distance.
"Not here..."