Chapter 98 Deceived?
With Violet's centering, Ralph's rigid facial features were just a small problem.

"Please follow me, gentlemen and ladies, don't let the baron wait too long, every minute you stay, my little master will be in danger." Butler Becky took the lead and walked into the grand building. Fortress building.

Lyle and others followed not far or near.

"Uncle, maybe you should try to change the way you treat others." Lyle persuaded Ralph on the road. Although his appearance was very gloomy, his face was not bad. What was more frightening was the look he deliberately put on like a concubine. , Ralph is pretty good at getting people into negative emotions.

Ralph, with his riding boots on the silk rug, watched Butler Becky's back, his face like an unchanging sculpture.

"There's no need. If people hate me because of a bad face, then they lack the value of being kind to me. I don't need to integrate into them, after all. Usually, intimidation, deception and blackmail are enough to achieve my goals. ."

"However, there are always those who your methods can't deal with, aren't they, those nobles who hold power, or wealthy businessmen with huge sums of money, your skills will always fail one day." And at that time, also It will be about your safety.

Ralph is not as silent as Lyle thought, his uncle is a smart man, and his career as a sheriff has made him not lack of reason to distinguish right from wrong.But Lyle found that maybe he didn't know enough about Uncle Cheap, at least, he was by no means the eccentric person who was quite useful in the police department.

The corners of his mouth were raised high, with sharp eyes, like a mad wolf.

"People are very fragile, the body is also, the heart is also, the appearance is very different, but the internal gully is the same, it is not difficult for me to find a suitable place for the mouth."

. . . .

It was a middle-aged man in a red brocade suit, with a purple cloak draped on the seat, black hair with a few strands of white silk, curly hair like a curly hair ball in Mianyang, and the mustache has been modified, it is not difficult to see that in a young age , it was Zhang Yingjun's face.Sitting sideways on his seat, in an unrespectable posture, his back turned to the light that slanted into the window, like a temperamental poet, with an air of unbridled elegance.I have to say that he is the best-looking male noble that Lyle has ever seen.

Butler Becky knocked on the door lightly and turned the male host's gaze away from the hanging statue. The hanging statue was a handsome young man. His eyebrows were exactly the same as the man's. It must be the missing eldest son.

"The guests are here, my master."

The baron's beard showed a wider arc under the smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood up, one hand behind his back, holding a platinum pocket watch in his hand.

"Welcome, Sharan, it's been half a year since you last came to me."

With the most formal smile, Violet said, "Nalanya didn't give me a chance to rest, Baron Tyran. For the prosperity of Nalanya, please forgive my rambling."

"Little Sharan, you look pretty every time we meet, you are already a big girl," the baron's eyes saw the figures of Ralph and the others, "Ah, you are the sheriff who came to help investigate the disappearance of my beloved son, right? , thank you so much, please be sure to help my lonely father, I can't lose him."

"Do my best, Lord Baron, can I ask you to describe the situation at that time?"

"Oh oh oh, it was Becky who found out that my current was missing, and the maid who knocked on his door the morning a week ago, after a long period of no response, opened the door of my beloved son, and finally put his I told my housekeeper about the disappearance, and I can ask Becky for details and let him take you to the tower where my children live."

Lyle and others should be, Becky led them out of the baron's study.

The last thing Lyle saw was the Baron's concerned eyes.

There's a long walk leading to the tower, slightly smaller than Andre's aisle, or maybe it's just Lyle's misunderstanding, after all, Andre's scruffy looks a lot empty there.

In comparison, Baron Tyron's fortress is much more beautiful, with stained glass windows, a red carpet under his feet, and a row of indoor arches that resemble thresholds. Armor is neatly placed in front of the pillars, which fully expresses the luxury of the aristocracy.

On the other side of the tower, there is a slightly old spiral corridor, but it is not as good as Baron Tyron's collection.

The originally large room should be full of books, making it seem crowded. There are some delicate gadgets on the desk, and a huge full-body portrait is from the top to the bottom.It depicts the frail nobleman.

"Master Calent moved here after he became an adult. He has lived here for three years. He likes to read, especially the ancient books collected in the family. We suspect that he is secretly studying the mysterious power, attracting those dark The monsters, and finally met the unexpected." Becky said this, with worry in his eyes, he stood alone in the center, and didn't touch anything, as if everything in Callent's room had dark power.

"How do you judge that thing is a vampire?"

"On the day the young master disappeared, I mobilized all the servants to search in the castle. The young master is not an active person, and there have been situations where he could not hide in a corner before, but this time, it was even more bizarre. For none of the servants knew where he was going."

"The one who judged the vampire was the maid named Puli. She was the young master's personal maid. She stayed by the young master's side for a long time. She also learned about some dark creatures. Just a few days before the disappearance, she should have gone to the young master's room to wait. That night, she said she saw a woman in black knocking on the door of the young master."

"An exceptionally beautiful woman, dressed all in black, in the dim candlelight, even the side face is enough to make people ashamed, but the most amazing thing is the pair of ruby-colored pupils, those eyes glanced at Pu Li, she said, as if her soul had been taken away, and she slumped in the corridor."

"The young master opened the door soon. He invited the woman in. Only then did the woman enter the house."

"Vampires have a habit of entering their rooms only when the host invites them, so when sleeping, people in the past liked to close the doors and windows, because your door will be regarded as acquiescence."

"Okay, I see, thank you for your story, we're going to investigate the scene carefully, if possible, leave this room to us professionals, and to avoid spoiling the scene, please get out, Mr. Bage."

"Okay." Becky, who was terrified, was very happy to leave here early.

Becky closed the door, and there were distant footsteps outside the door.

Ralph pulled up a chair and lay down on it, his boots draped over the desk, his hands folded across his chest.

"Uncle, didn't you say protect the scene?"

"The scene was destroyed long ago," Violet also casually leaned on the desk, stretched out her index finger and slid it on the desk, and then pinched it lightly in her hand, "There is no dust, the maids here are really 'hardworking'."

Lyle looked at the two with a leisurely look on their faces.

"You've been deceived, Lyle."

(End of this chapter)

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