"Name."
"Li Qiangsen."
"age."
"43."
The guard raised his head and glanced at the thin bearded man opposite, put the identification card in his hand into the portable identification device, and stopped asking questions.
The small light on the recognizer is flashing, and it is being recognized.
There was no conversation, and the surroundings were quiet. Under the bright white lights of the sentry building, there were only two people standing in silence.
In the darkness in the distance can be seen the outline of a few houses, bulging from the ground level, that is Enescia's villa area.
Luo Zhouzhou's heart beat fast and jumped out of his throat at this time, but his expression was still calm.
But even if there is anything abnormal, he can't see it, after all, his face is covered by the beard.
"Li Qiangsen, do you want to go to the Bayardo District?" The guard's official question was tired, which made Luo Zhou Zhou feel a little hopeful.
It is now twelve o'clock at night, and the guards must only want to be laid off, and their vigilance will also decrease. It is estimated that they will be released if they ask a few more questions.
"Yes, I'm going to find my aunt in the Bayardo district. She has a sudden illness and I'm going to take care of her." Luo Zhouzhou recited the pre-planned remarks.
His voice trembled slightly because he was too nervous. But the guards thought it was out of grief, but they didn't care.
The Bayardo district is different from the Enesia district where Luo Zhouzhou is now.
It is said that there are civilians there, and the houses are densely packed like a beehive. Unlike Enesia, there are only vast gardens and sparse villas.
Also very free.
How free can it be? Luo Zhouzhou felt that if he found a small house to live there, General Lope would not be able to catch him.
He can jump on the roof of the moonlit night, come and go in the cobweb-like alleys at will, and go to the legendary underground trading city to buy the freshest blood every night.
Since entering this strange world, he hasn't drank blood once in two months.
His body almost forgot the moist and sweet fragrance of the liquid soaking through his taste buds and sliding down his throat.
More importantly, after leaving Enesia, he can find a first-time partner who matches him.
If he is not found, he will die.
Luo Zhouzhou had never heard of a vampire who couldn't find his first embrace, but he was about to be the only one.
What would it be like to die like that
It may have shrunk into dry bark, and it is frightening to look at. It was finally set on fire and burned, and the ashes were flushed down the drain.
And the person responsible for burning himself must be the unsmiling butler Li in the general's mansion.
Luo Zhouzhou could even imagine how he frowned when he poured himself into the sewer. The corners of the mouth are slightly lowered, showing that the nasolabial folds on both sides are deeper.
"Di--" The recognizer made an error sound, and the red light on the top began to flash.
The guard looked at the identifier on the table, Luo Zhouzhou's body was tense, and he didn't dare to let out the air.
"Broken again?" the guard muttered, looking at him at the same time.
Luo Zhouzhou reached out and held the brim of the peaked cap, and pressed it down again.
This ID card was left by the gardener in the house in the afternoon, and he picked it up in the flower bed.
There was no one else around at that time, so he looked over and over for a long time, and put it into his arms.
The guard seemed to be wary of Luo Zhouzhou, his attitude was no longer so loose, and he looked at him several times.
His scrutinizing eyes slid down the oversized work uniform and landed on the rolled-up trouser legs.
"Stand still," said the guard.
Then he took out the identification card and walked to the sentry pavilion.
There is another identifier in the post booth. The soldier put the card in, and while waiting to read it, he glanced at Luo Zhouzhou standing at the checkpoint from time to time.
Luo Zhouzhou rolled his eyes under the brim of his hat, and glanced at the bayonet retractable door not far away.
The retractable door was about ten meters away from him, and it was not closed tightly, just enough to allow one person to pass through. It is estimated that it was set aside for the convenience of the guards.
"Di-" The sound of the recognizer failing to pass sounded again, sharp and rapid.
"What's wrong?" asked the other guard in the box.
The guard at the beginning looked at the identification card, "I don't know, the two readings are wrong..."
Luo Zhouzhou slowly moved towards the gap while they were talking in a low voice with the card.
When there were about a few meters left, he ran up and quickly drilled out.
The road outside the bayonet is still very wide, with tall trees on both sides, and the lights and shadows are mottled under the streetlights.
Luo Zhouzhou was running wildly on the empty road, only hearing his own footsteps and a violent heartbeat.
Immediately afterwards, there were chasing footsteps and shouts from behind.
"Someone broke through."
"Stop and shoot if you don't stop."
Don't stop, can't stop, bullets can't hurt me, I can heal myself, keep running, don't be afraid.
Hearing these shouts, Luo Zhouzhou's footsteps did not slow down at all.
But this body is too weak, he can neither leap up the roof and fly, nor run up to the top of the tree beside the road to escape.
Even because I didn't see a step clearly, its outline was mixed in the light and shadow of the street lamp, like the shadow of a leaf, and I almost fell.
Luo Zhouzhou has never run so hard since he could remember.
The peaked cap on his head had already fallen off, and his soft black short hair stretched out and beat in the night wind.
He felt his lungs burst open, his temples throbbing. But I had to grit my teeth and run across two long streets in a row.
The lights along the way gradually increased, and when the street ran out, there were several forks.
Just enter the fork, Luo Zhouzhou thought, I can find a corner to hide when I enter the fork.
The people behind him were still chasing after him, but the shouts were getting further and further away from him.
They're about to be dumped.
But at this time, the alarm suddenly sounded from the rear side, and obviously other people caught up from halfway.
Just hold on a little longer, they didn't shoot, don't stop!
An alley is in front of you, and you can see the cramped entrance of the alley and the slate floor that reflects the cold light.
The depths were shrouded in darkness and looked extremely safe.
"Crack!" Just as Luo Zhouzhou was about to set foot on the alley, there was a crisp gunshot behind him.
At the same time, a white spark appeared on the stone floor beside him, and a few stone chips flew away.
Luo Zhouzhou abruptly stopped his galloping pace and stumbled two steps forward.
I'm not afraid, I can heal myself.
Just as he was about to start running again, "Clap!" The sound of the connecting gun sounded, and with him as the origin, several sparks splashed on the surrounding slate.
Luo Zhouzhou didn't dare to move any more, and squatted down holding his head.
The gunshots and sirens finally stopped, and the surroundings returned to silence. He still held his head and squatted, breathing heavily.
"Crack, click, click." The sound of the heel hitting the ground sounded, and someone was walking towards him.
The voice was dull and rhythmic, and it didn't sound rushed or slow.
Luo Zhouzhou held his head and stared at the slate ground in front of him. A pair of black high leather boots appeared in his field of vision.
The leather boot stopped in front of him, and then a cold, hard cylindrical object pressed against his head.
Luo Zhouzhou's head shook twice, he knew what it might be, and his body was instantly stiff, and his vest was cold.
"Stand up." A voice colder than the barrel of a gun sounded overhead.
Luo Zhouzhou stood up.
Because of the fierce running just now, when he got up, his legs were weak and he almost fell, and hurriedly supported a lamppost by the roadside.
After standing up, he retracted his hands, hanging down to the sides and gripping the trouser legs tightly.
"Look up." The voice said again.
Luo Zhouzhou raised his head.
Opposite him stood a tall man in a military uniform.
Luo Zhouzhou could recognize that this was the military uniform, because Lope wore the same clothes when he returned to the general's mansion every day.
However, in the same clothes, he was obviously not as scary as the man opposite him.
Yes, terrible.
More sharp-edged, more obedient, with more intimidating coercion, making Luo Zhouzhou fearful.
The man's face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.
Luo Zhouzhou didn't dare to raise his head to look carefully, so he fixed his gaze on the brass-colored metal button on his chest.
His left hand was wrapped around his chest, and out of the corner of his eye he glanced at the right hand that was hanging on the side of his trousers, and was holding a gun.
The jet-black gun body reflected cold light.
It was this gun that smashed the slate around him, and it was this gun that pushed his head.
Luo Zhou Zhou did not dare to move.
The man on the opposite side was obviously also looking at Luo Zhouzhou.
Under the street light, part of the beard on his face had fallen off, and only half of it was still hanging by his cheek.
The shoes have also been lost, and the bare feet are stepping on the two trousers that have slipped off the ground.
"Name." A cold voice sounded.
"Luo Zhouzhou." Luo Zhouzhou didn't dare to lie this time, he answered quickly.
"age."
"19."
"gender."
"male."
"Dividing gender."
"… male."
The person opposite paused and repeated: "Differentiate gender."
The tone did not change, it was still cold and low, but Luo Zhouzhou's heart tightened instantly.
He didn't understand what gender differentiation meant, but he repeated the question to the other person, saying that his answer was wrong.
The vampires in his original world are divided into ethnic groups. Could it be that he saw his identity and asked this
Luo Zhouzhou's heart skipped a beat.
But this cannot be easily told to humans. The patriarch said that even if he is burned to death, he cannot tell others.
The man opposite seemed impatient, and the hand holding the gun began to slap his right leg.
One by one, with urgency, as if hitting Luo Zhouzhou's heart.
"Methuselah." After a suffocating silence, Luo Zhouzhou finally stopped insisting.
He admitted his ethnicity, sounding like he was about to cry.
Patriarch I'm sorry, I'm too scared.
The person on the opposite side stopped slapping and made a syllable, "Huh?"
"Methuselah." Luo Zhouzhou's voice became louder and trembled, "My gender is Methuselah."