The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 5: A night where 'nothing happened'

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Louise felt that the body behind her was just holding her down, and even her already messy bath towel was still half covering her body. Maybe under any circumstances, Louise would think this was a good thing, but at this time, her heart fell into the ice cave. The man behind him is not interested in the 'services' he can provide. What he wants is something else, his own life

"You can answer the question later, right now, I'm hungry."

The two red lights in the mirror were blocked by Louise's own body. When the other party's cold hands released their hands to cover her mouth, Louise used all her strength!

Louise knew that the police detective who had been staring at the street corner all night must be in this hotel. When she was caught just now, although the time was incredibly short, she kicked over the round table in front of the wooden cabinet during the struggle. , the sound of the collision will definitely attract the attention of the police detective. Now, all Louise has to do is call for help! As long as she makes a sound, she can be rescued!

However, what Louise doesn't know is that Coulson himself makes no more noise than here, and...

"Hmm~~~"

Louise couldn't believe her ears. She tried her best to call for help, but this sound came out!

There was something attached to her neck, and all the strength in Louise's body was lost crazily. The hand pressing on her body had turned into a hug. For a moment, Louise thought she was in the arms of her lover!

The vampire's arms have completely wrapped around the woman in his arms, his head is pressed against the side of the woman's neck, four sharp teeth are buried in the woman's skin, and the warm blood is injected into his body like a warm current.

Boom! Boom…

The vampire's heart started beating again.

As Louise went limp, Zach felt 'life' again.

Louise, who was in a coma, felt that her consciousness was drifting away from her. The only thing she could do was to make a fuss full of ambiguity! Louise felt that she must be hopeless. Her increasingly heavy eyelids made her vision blurry and blurred. The strange thing was that the other party's movements became softer and softer.

Louise felt like she was being put on the bed. She desperately wanted to close her eyelids more slowly. She wanted to take one last look at the true face of the 'person' who took her life!

On the four snow-white fangs, the bright red liquid was licked away by the tongue. Louise's heart lost the ability to beat in response to 'fright' due to excessive blood loss, and her eyes were unconsciously attracted to the two red pupils above the fangs.

"When you wake up, you won't talk to anyone about this. You will come to me and answer my questions."

Louise lost consciousness.

Zach looked at the sleeping woman, smiled, and then looked at the wall mirror that only reflected Louise. His attention was not on the mirror, but on the wall behind it. The vampire could now clearly hear the sound of the glass rubbing against the wallpaper. It was the upright Detective Coulson looking for a place where he could hear it more clearly.

The fangs retracted and the pupils returned to their normal light green color. Zach settled Louise and put on the bathrobe that Louise had put away for him. This was somewhat different from his original plan. It was supposed to be about pleasure and eating together, but this woman's unusual vigilance disrupted Zach's actions.

Fortunately, Zach was full of energy now. He exited the room O that he had 'deceived' and knocked on the door of room O.

Detective Coulson is wondering why the welfare ended so early! Is that man who looks very gentlemanly a fast shooter

There was a knock on the door. Coulson put down his cup, held his gun with both hands, stepped lightly, and leaned quickly towards the door. Outside the peephole was a man wearing only a bathrobe, with pale skin and rosy lips. Thin lips give people a strange feeling.

"Who?" Coulson stood firm with his feet spread wide, his muscles from his shoulders to his fingers tense, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the knee of the person outside the door. He tried to ask in the impatient tone of a normal hotel guest.

Coulson has recognized that this is the man who took the woman away. The situation is not very clear yet. As a police detective, Coulson must be fully prepared.

"I'm the person who lives next to you." Zach wrapped the open bathrobe tightly, with the same impatient expression on his face, "I heard the sound of something hitting, nothing happened!"

Coulson was stunned and turned to look at his room.

Damn it! The chair beside the round table fell aside, and the glass fruit bowl that was supposed to be on the round table was crushed under his own neglect. The debris splashed half of the table, and several fruits that had been there for an unknown period of time rolled down. corner.

"Ah." Coulson said in a long voice, "It's nothing, I accidentally bumped into the table!"

"Are you sure?" Zach asked in a skeptical tone outside the door, "My female companion insists that something is going on! Can you open the door so I can take a look!"

Coulson saw through the peephole that the man's arms were folded across his chest, and his palms were constantly rubbing his arms. There was no heating in the hotel corridor!

"Uh, no need, I'm very tired, I'm already resting!" The other party's open front had already made Coulson give up the guess that the other party was a fast shooter. It seemed that the noise he made made the woman a little agitated. worried. Coulson had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue acting. He hoped that the man would give up pestering him under the pressure of coldness and eagerness to go back to continue something.

In fact, we all know that Coulson's expectations will not be realized, our vampire is also acting, and acting skills that have been honed for three or four hundred years are not something Coulson can crack.

"Really?" The face of the man outside the door clearly showed distrust. He looked up and down the door of Room O, and even moved closer to the peephole on the door to see inside!

Coulson looked at the dilated green eyes with strong distrust, which gave the upright detective a bad feeling.

really.

The man in the bathrobe took a few steps back, turned around and walked towards the stairs!

"I think it's better to ask the owner of the hotel to take a look!" Zach crossed his arms and shrugged his shoulders, as if he was really fighting against the cold. The best actor is walking, not making a loud sound, but ensuring that the people in room O can hear it.

Coulson was anxious, "Wait! Don't bother! Come in! Wait for me to put on some clothes!" Coulson didn't think the old man would let him stay here after knowing that he had broken things in the room. !

Coulson hurriedly put the gun behind his waist, took off his leather shoes and shirt, pulled out a pajamas from the dual-purpose wooden cabinet and put it on, randomly opened and messed up the quilt on the bed, and rushed back to the door again. From the peephole, I saw people outside the door waiting impatiently.

Coulson put his right hand behind his back, pressing it on his gun, and messed up his head with his left hand, pretending to have just fallen asleep, and then unlocked the door.

The door lock's spring made a subtle click. Coulson's hand had just turned ninety degrees when a force hit him, and the scene in front of him instantly became blurry! Bang!

When the scene in his field of vision became clear, Coulson found that he was leaning against the wall with his back, a cold hand on his neck, his abdomen was pressed by another hand, and the hand on the pistol was pressed on the back of his waist. My right hand is stuck! And his feet couldn't feel the ground!

Only then did Coulson realize that his sight was much higher than usual! He was lifted up and pushed against the wall!

Although Detective Coulson never thought that today would be the day he died in the line of duty, the suffocation caused by his neck being held down and his trachea being forcibly closed was forcing this idea into his mind!

It seems that like many people who are about to die, Coulson inevitably moves his vision. He wants to see whose hands he will die in!

Red, those red eyes are like black holes. Once they meet, nothing can be accommodated in them!

"You will stay here all night until the sister in the next room wakes up. You have to ensure her safety until she leaves the hotel. Tonight is just an ordinary transaction, nothing special happened, and I haven't been here either. "

Coulson's unconscious head as he suffocated.

When Coulson finally got rid of the vampire's charming eyes and regained his own consciousness, it was already early in the morning. He stared at the woman in the next room through the peephole and left, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

'I just wasted a whole night and nothing happened, hey. '

Coulson thought so.

I think I must have used the wrong words, Coulson will never get rid of the enchanting eyes.