1-Blood Banquet

Si Qingyan woke up in a bedroom.

The room was not lit, and it was very tidy. The floor was tightly stitched, and the sheets and pillows were similar to the color of the room. The overall style was retro European.

There was no residual memory, and the soul disappeared very cleanly.

Si Qingyan began to calculate with the blood of this body.

Lan Sifeier, 21 years old, a noble son, worked as a detective in the Dongcheng District Police Station.

The story started half a month ago.

Lan Sifeier has always been calm and self-controlled. He wanted to make some political achievements to prove that he was different from other people in his family who only knew to rely on their ancestors to eat and wait for death, and never had any involvement with any women.

Half a month ago, a pink love letter appeared on his desk, with the time and place written on it, inviting him to a date.

Lan Sifeier was not interested in it, so he threw the love letter into the trash can.

Because the agreed time was at night and the location was very remote, he was worried that the other party would be in danger out of his sense of responsibility as a detective.

Lan Sifeier went to the agreed location and wanted to refuse the other party. But there was no one there.

When he turned to leave, he heard the sound of a woman's high heels.

She followed him slowly and not far away. When he turned back, he could not see her.

From then on, he always felt that someone was following him, and asking colleagues for help was useless.

Only he could hear the sound of high heels, and every day he could find a love letter in various places, with a love word written on it, and the color of the love letter was gradually getting darker.

Lan Sifeier tried to ask for help from people around him and describe the love letter, but the words he said became something else and could not be expressed in words.

When the love letter turned blood red, he saw the shadow that had been following him...

It was a girl in a white dress, with a delicate and perfect face, but her eyes were pierced by two red roses, which looked hideous and terrifying, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from her cheeks to her dress, a patch of mottled.

She leaned over and kissed him with crazy love.

Then, Lan Sifeier was gone.

So, never go out alone late at night.

The incident happened in this apartment, leaving no trace.

Lance Feier slept in bed as usual, and no one knew his fear before his death.

Unable to save himself.

There was a faint rose scent in the room, mixed with a strange smell of blood, which was very fragrant.

The love letter also disappeared.

Si Qingyan sat up from the bed and calculated Lance Feier's life and death.

Very bad.

The soul has not yet dispersed.

It can still be rescued.

It is now past midnight.

Si Qingyan put on a long black windbreaker, a black jazz hat that men of this era often wear, and picked up a bunch of keys and put them in his pocket. It was raining outside, and he turned back and took a black long-handled umbrella.

The sound of his boots landing on the ground was crisp and obvious, and he was too lazy to cover it.

When his spiritual eyes opened, most of the area in his sight was shrouded in black smoke.

Si Qingyan frowned. With so much yin energy, this world must be very uneasy.

He finally saw bloodstains.

The bloodstains that cannot be seen by the naked eye are now very clear, dripping, and should be flowing from the girl's eyes.

Spreading to an unknown direction.

Si Qingyan walked along the bloodstains, and along the way, saw some people dressed very noble and elegant (?) walking in that direction.

Those people were surrounded by thick or thin yin energy, and Si Qingyan copied it. In an instant, all the characteristics of the living body were suppressed, without breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature.

The destination is a tall and gorgeous black castle, and below is a dense rose garden.

Lush, dangerous, mysterious, and bloody.

"Mr. Downs is holding a banquet tonight. I don't know what new things will appear. It's worth looking forward to." The woman in a black dress has a graceful figure. If her hands were not broken at the arms, she might be more beautiful. A pair of beautiful, white hands wearing black velvet gloves passed by the receptionist and handed over the invitation.

"That will definitely not disappoint you, beautiful lady." The receptionist is a middle-aged gentleman wearing a tall jazz hat.

Si Qingyan suddenly remembered that he didn't have an invitation.

So, who is so lucky to provide him with an invitation next?

In the dark forest outside the castle, a man wrapped in bandages (?) passed by, and he felt as if something dangerous was staring at him.

Turning back, the black umbrella handle hit the bandaged man (?) on the head with a force that it shouldn't have to bear.

He thought, I'm already dead, why did I faint?

Si Qingyan took his new invitation, opened the umbrella again, and mixed into the crowd as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, Mr. Garcia, what's wrong with you? Your handsomeness and elegance make me feel ashamed. I didn't expect you to be such an outstanding nobleman. I really can't recognize you." The receptionist was extremely enthusiastic and bent down to invite Si Qingyan in.

"Well." Si Qingyan only replied with a noble word.

The receptionist was not surprised either, he still had to greet the next guest.

It was extremely luxurious inside, with ladies holding glasses of red wine and gentlemen coming and going, some even looking for dance partners and swaying their bodies to the gentle music. If you could ignore the guests' dissected abdomens, fallen internal organs, broken heads, and dripping blood... this must have been an aristocratic banquet that would cause a sensation.

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