My Vampire Guy

At exactly seven o’clock in the evening, Samson and Lucasta also landed at the airport. Welcoming them was Michael.

Seeing Michael, both of them quickly approached and followed him to the car.

The car sped away and stopped in front of the villa gate. Lucasta recognized the two people standing nearby as Harvey and Aurora. Suddenly, a feeling of insecurity rose in her heart.

– Sister Aurora. Lucasta hugged Aurora as soon as she got out of the car.

– It’s been hard for you.

– No, I feel like I just came back from a trip. Well, let me tell you this story.

After saying that, Lucasta grabbed Aurora’s hand and pulled her into the house.

As she walked, she told the doctor about the village with people in the shape of vampires and the blood that Anatole bought to use as food for them, to help relieve their pain.

The secret meeting took place in a tense atmosphere as the three of them told Samson and Lucasta about Maris’ disappearance and suspected that it was related to William.

Samson could not have imagined that within just a week of his arrival in France, such an important incident would happen here.

He couldn’t believe that Harvey had just returned from the hands of death.

– Before we determine where he locked Maris, we can’t act rashly. Her safety should be the top priority. Samson spoke decisively.

– Okay. Michael nodded.

Previously, when Samson and Vincent rescued Maris, his friend asked him to ensure Maris’ safety first, no matter what happened, and he understood that it also replaced Vincent’s last words.

Therefore, he must protect her, and cannot let his friend’s sacrifice become meaningless.

Vincent values his own life and values the life of the woman he loves even more.

For Vincent, living one day in suffering is also called living.

Everyone had gone home a long time ago and it was already late, but Samson still sat pensively looking out the window. The night wind blew in, making his hair messy.

Lucasta was curled up in his arms, falling asleep due to fatigue after the long flight.

When she woke up, it was almost noon and the mattress next to her was no longer warm.

She also didn’t know if he carried her into the room last night and then slept here or went to the sofa to sit and think.

After folding the blanket, Lucasta gingerly walked out. The aroma wafting from the kitchen made her stomach rumble.

Poor guy, even though he was in a chaotic mood, he still didn’t forget to make her breakfast.

– I said let me cook today. She hugged Samson from behind and rubbed her head back and forth against his back.

– You need to sleep enough. Come on, wash your face, and have breakfast. He turned back, smiled, and patted his little wife’s head.

Today, the storm passed and the sunlight dyed the whole city yellow, so all day long, the couple just stayed indoors.

In his free moments at this place, Samson drew many paintings in which the character was Lucasta.

– Done. He lowered the brush and nodded with satisfaction.

Fast as a squirrel, Lucasta ran over, held his neck, and enjoyed looking at herself on the page.

She still remembered that before coming to the city for the first time, she wanted to change the painting hanging on the wall in the painting room but he stopped her.

She originally thought he didn’t want it, but when she returned to the castle, she saw a painting of him and her hanging there.

When she asked, she realized that he also intended to take down the old painting, but because the new painting’s paint had not yet dried, he stopped her.

– This afternoon, please follow me to a place. He turned his head slightly, kissed her pink lips lightly and suggested.

– Yes.

Lucasta did not ask where Samson was taking her. When the sunlight gradually disappeared, he took her to a plot of land in the west of the city and told her that this was the place where Maris had been imprisoned.

That massive mansion caught fire, burning everything down in just one night. After thirty years, trees have grown, covering the bare ground with green.

The walls surrounding the land still retain scorched streaks, are mottled with moss, and are partially broken.

– Desolate and cold, as if the ghosts were here. – Lucasta hugged her shoulders, shivering slightly because of the cold feeling.

Samson opened his hand and looked at the earring. Vincent once said that these earrings were his family’s heirloom. At first glance, they just looked like normal earrings, but they were jewelry used for a couple.

They can recognize each other at a certain distance and will glow. When too far or too close, there will be no signal at all.

The only exception is that they will also glow when looked at by the eyes of noble royal-blooded vampires. Vincent told this only to Samson.

Last night, Samson secretly left the house and went to William’s factory to investigate Maris’ whereabouts, but after going around the factory, the earring was still normal, not emitting any light.

– Samson, the diamond on your neck is gradually glowing. Lucasta exclaimed when she discovered that the red light was getting darker and darker.

– Ah, many people probably died in a fire here, so the magnetic field isn’t very good. Samson put the earring in his pocket, then took off the diamond and looked at it.

The light became brighter and brighter, making Samson feel a bit unusual. He moved a little further and then stopped completely when he saw the diamond turn dark red, like bruised blood.

As if he had a hunch, he immediately pinned the diamond on his collar and used his hands to dig through the soil in front of him.

Lucasta stood next to him, looked at him with wide eyes but remained silent and did not ask. She had to admit that his nails were sharp and sturdy, better than a pick and shovel.

When the trench Samson dug was quite deep and he was about to stand up, he suddenly realized something had just touched his hand. Digging a little more, he discovered a rather large piece of white bone.

– Please stand a little further away and turn your face away, Lucasta. He looked up at her and suggested because he realized something was wrong and he didn’t want her to be scared.

– Yes. She replied as she ran away and turned her back to him.

Samson quickly dug and what caught his eye was a human skull. Continuing to dig around, he found messy pieces of leg and arm bones and several skulls.

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Samson was so engrossed in digging that he did not notice that his little wife had run up and was standing behind him.

Her face turned pale and her limbs trembled. When he stood up and tried to touch her, she unconsciously stepped back.

His hand had just touched a human bone so she was very scared and didn’t want him to touch her.

– They died a long time ago, only white bones are left, nothing scary at all. Samson smiled and spoke to reassure her.

– Why are there so many bones here? Didn’t you say everyone in that villa burned to the ground? Her voice became weaker.

– I’m thinking, could it be that these are the victims who were kidnapped by William? Perhaps after draining their blood, William buried them here.

– As you say, are we standing on a lot of skeletons?

His gentle nod made her whole body freeze, unable to lift her legs.

If the place she was standing in was a cemetery, she wouldn’t be afraid even though she knew there were many skeletons in the ground, but in this case, it was different.

She felt cold all over, it seemed like she was about to faint.

The vampire quickly approached, picked Lucasta up, and took her out of the area that used to be the residence of Thomas, who was now William.

Next, he called Michael, explained the situation clearly, and told him his suspicions.

Nearly an hour later, Michael arrived with Bevis. In the dark purple afternoon light, the whiteness of the pile of bones that Samson dug up stood out, as if denouncing a heinous crime.

Bevis quickly took out his camera and took pictures of it all.

– How do you plan? – Samson asked.

– We have to dig up this area. After thirty years, the movement of geological strata causes these skeletons to be exposed and may also cause other skeletons to be buried deeply. I will ask for advice from my superiors. Michael answered.

All four people quickly moved to the car and returned to the city. Lucasta still kept her distance from Samson only because he had touched human bones.

Just now, when he carried her, because her body was shaking in fear to the point of stiffness, she didn’t react.

He didn’t blame her, after all, his wife was still too young so it was natural for her to be afraid.

As soon as Samson arrived home, he immediately took a bath before daring to approach and hug her.

Although Maris has not been found, the results obtained today are an important piece of evidence added to the investigation file to speed up the process of convicting William.

– Samson, how can we find Maris now? Or, you kidnap Henry and put a knife to his neck, forcing him to confess. Lucasta rubbed Samson’s shiny, black hair and asked.

– Not feasible.

– So what to do?

– For the time being, her life will not be in danger. I guess William captured her for his crazy research.

Lucasta’s sigh made the atmosphere in the house even more depressing. She is worried about Maris. She knew that William would not kill Maris for the time being, but he would torture Maris the same way he did Samson.

After all, Maris is a woman, and of course, her endurance is not as good as his.

At the same time, in the police chief’s room, the atmosphere was heavy and tense. Jony pursed his lips as he held the photos in his hand.

He was truly shocked when he heard his subordinates reveal that William was Thomas, who everyone thought was dead.

He was even more shocked when he learned that Michael had secretly sent someone to meet the French Prime Minister and persuaded him to testify.

– There is so much evidence, why don’t you report it soon so I can order you to detain him? Jony raised his eyes and asked.

– Because… he is detaining a friend of mine, sir. Before determining her whereabouts, I didn’t dare to act rashly.

– Michael, because you told me this today, you should trust me more. Tell me the whole truth and I will support you.

This is the final stage of ending the case, so Michael no longer wants to hide it. He needs the support of his superiors to find Maris’ whereabouts and rescue her.

The process of collecting evidence happened quickly, so he understood that Jony was more or less suspicious, but perhaps his boss wanted him to proactively speak out.

Jony believes him like that, so he will also choose to believe Jony. So, Michael confessed that he had cooperated with vampires to find the villain behind a series of long-term disappearances, and thanks to Samson, he knew that William was Thomas.