Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Klaus' plan went without a hitch. At this time, his little wolf girl was also taken away for labor inspection. Rebecca continued to study the structure of her blinds.

The car moved quickly, the sound of the wind blowing. Bai Lu thought it was a bit strange, while Agnes seemed to lose her mood of consolation. She just sat quietly by the side, her eyes never leaving Bai Lu's stomach.

When Bai Lu and co. arrived at the mouth of the river, the sharp wind passed by the car again and again. Bai Lu felt that the child in her stomach was jumping even more, as if it wanted to tell her something.

Frowning, she felt an indescribable unease. Her fingers moved about in her pocket a few times, and then Klaus' number appeared.

Agnes glanced at her and was surprised. She put her hand back and felt a slight heat on her cheeks. 'Alright, she's making a big fuss. Forget it, it's not a big deal. It's just the first pregnancy test, pregnant women really think too much.

The car became more and more desolate as it drove them. White Dew's gaze swept over the surroundings, the mouth of the river was dilapidated, and there was not a trace of human life in sight. She shrieked shrilly as she muttered to herself, how could there be a hospital in this desolate and desolate place, and how could there be a doctor?

Bai Lu was shocked. This was a desolate place that had existed for decades. She faintly felt that this new world was indeed filled with all sorts of mysterious mysteries.

Agnes walked over and patted her shoulder as if she understood her curiosity. "This is the doctor's office. Dr. Page is so far away."

After a long time, Agnes seemed to feel that she was deeply moved. Her orange-skinned face was filled with hatred, "Because Marcel's men have been terrorizing her patients all this time. Go, she won't bite you."

Bailu Yi looked at Agnes as she got off the car. It was better for her to go back quickly. It was just a simple inspection.

Before she opened the door, for some reason, Bai Lu felt strange inside. She unconsciously stroked her big round belly. Baby, you have to be good. Don't be afraid. Mom will protect you.

Bai Lu walked in slowly. The middle-aged female doctor in the white coat turned around and smiled at her. She professionally asked Bai Lu to take off her jacket and check it.

Everything seemed very natural, incomparably natural.

Looking at her gentle appearance, Bai Lu slightly calmed down. It seemed that she was too nervous, and her chest was still a little gloomy after being fiddled with for a while. She must have been thinking too much when she took a deep breath.

Bailu followed the doctor through her tests, CTs, heartbeat, pulse, massage, and other routine body tests. The data showed that she was perfectly normal.

This little wolf girl was not just healthy, but also had a baby in her womb. She was unusually strong.

On the other side of the car, Agnes was talking on the phone while holding her head up against the wall. Her face was hidden in the dark groove, making her look extremely dark and scary.

Bai Lu and the doctor at the mouth of the river were calmly inspecting the products, while the sister-in-law here was sweeping through all the various shutters in the town in a rather brutal manner. Rebecca felt that she would have to visit and vomit.

All day long, Rebecca had been looking at the shutters in the town, the shadows in the vicinity of the shutters, a vampiric ancestor, the lightning-fast little loft filled with shutters. Was there anything more bitter in New Orleans than she was?

Rebecca's tight little face finally changed from the sun's direct rays all the way to the sun slanting behind her, and she smiled. Based on the information she had gathered from Marcel's trash of a team, there was only one possibility for Marcel's range of movement to be large. She had finally locked onto an inconspicuous target.

The smart Rebecca came to an abandoned church. There was a hint of eerie coldness in the church, and few people could be seen.

He raised his head and glanced at Rebecca, as if he was accustomed to not paying her any attention. Then, he casually refused to speak, "The church is closed. If you want any excitement, go to the haunted house."

The priest didn't look like a priest. His courage was commendable, and Rebecca felt even more suspicious.

Rebecca looked around a few times before her gaze finally landed on Father Kieran. This man was unbelievably calm.

"To tell the truth, I don't like ghosts very much," Rebecca thought. She was a vampire, she was looking for a ghost, she wanted Elijah, her brother. The girl's tone turned to one of probing curiosity, "However, compared to the exciting haunted house … Your blinds are even more attractive to me. "

Rebecca approached Father Kieran step by step. She raised her head and focused on the blinds in the attic. Her slender fingers directly jumped towards the attic. Father Kieran looked at her in confusion and said in a surprised tone, "The blinds?"

"I've been visiting the shutters all day. I noticed they were in your attic window." Rebecca seriously discussed, as if the most important thing in this world was the shutters.

Father Kiran fixed his eyes on Rebecca and seriously glanced at her. His facial features remained the same, and he tightly gripped the backhand broom. He looked at Rebecca and asked, his tone as steady as before, "Are you really interested in the blinds?"

"I assure you, this is what fascinates me most." Rebecca nodded, genuinely moved by her own seriousness when she thought of the blinds she had been searching for these past few days.

Thanks to Rebecca's amazing commitment, she had visited almost all of the shutters in New Orleans, especially near the town, and she could almost find them now with her eyes closed.

"What's your name?" Rebecca looked at the calm middle-aged man in front of her. A priest, a thug, or … a guardian, or … A spy?

"Father Kieran, what about you?" "Who are you? What are you doing here?" He treated Rebecca the same way he treated everyone who came to church.

Rebecca looked at Father Kieran uncertainly. It seemed that was right … She had found the right place.

Father Kieran blocked the entrance in her direction. Rebecca wasn't in a rush, so she just walked a few steps and looked around. Suddenly, she saw traces of blood in a corner of the church.

There was a faint scent of blood in the air, something that shouldn't even be present in a holy place like the church.

Church? A massacre?

Rebecca was a little curious. She asked Father Kieran simply, "What's wrong here? How could such a sacred place be filled with blood?" Rebecca pointed at the blood stain and asked. She looked purely curious, her tone straightforward and free. There was no fear or hatred that ordinary people would have.

Father Kieran sighed. He hated to explain this to people.

"Saint Anne was once the heart of this area, and it has been a while since the last massacre." Father Killan looked around with endless pity, his eyes dark and his sorrow hidden. "Nine students of the gods were killed by one of their best students, and then he also committed suicide."

Father Kieran paused and pointed a finger at Rebecca. His voice was cold and filled with hatred.

"I'm not so easy to throw up." It was still too early for this man to scare her. To her, it did not matter where she stood even if a few people died. Rebecca only cared about one important point. She tidied up her expression and asked seriously.

"Where is the attic?"

Father Killan avoided talking about it. He even put on a defensive stance, intending to send Rebecca away. "Like I said, the church is closed …"

Rebecca suddenly turned around and looked him in the eye. Looking at Father Kieran, she asked him word by word with a tone of haughty rudeness, "Lou... where... is he?"

The stunned man couldn't help but open his mouth, as if he had lost his mind, "On the stairs behind the saint artifact." Rebecca nodded in satisfaction. Father Kiran continued to stare at Rebecca in a daze.

"Thank you," Rebecca's skill had become so common. She waved her volatile tail and calmly opened her mouth to direct the man's next move, "Now, please forget that I've ever been here before."

Then Rebecca turned and sped up to make sure Elijah was safe. Elijah must be here.

Her good brother, Elijah, she had finally found him.

The sounds of the footsteps gradually faded away. The stupefied Father Keelan blinked his eyes. He tried his best to distinguish what was going on with his ears for a while. He knocked his eyes in relief, and the expression on his face crumbled.

Changing to a face full of curiosity and interest, Father Kieran threw the broom away and said in a low voice with a troubled expression.

"..." Dammit, Marcel didn't explain. Why were the vampires back?