Merlot's cheeks turned pale.

Silas: "The opponent is a vampire, do you want to give up resistance?" ”

"Whoever he is, can't stop me from coming home!" Melo was ruthless again, and it seemed that "home" was very important to him.

Silas patted him on the shoulder: "Very good, for the sake of your family, you must persevere." Don't reveal it to the two of them, I'm afraid they'll break down. ”

"Pinot Noir has no heart and no lungs, and I don't think he's going to break down." Melo muttered. "If there is anyone who is guilty, it is him."

"What we need most now is to unite and not doubt each other."

Chardonnay and Pinot Noir returned, and Pinot Noir poured wine: "What are you whispering?" ”

"Nothing. You wait here for me, I'm going to block the passage. Silas walked into the darkness with his suitcase.

"Need my help?"

Unsurprisingly, Merlot was rejected, and Silas preferred to be alone. Although they knew that it was unlikely that Wallace would be found, the four of them then checked the halls, reception rooms, dining rooms, reserve rooms, bridge rooms, and maids' quarters on the first floor. Although they were hungry, everyone wisely did not touch any food, and the situation made the non-stop drinking Pinot Noir very unusual.

Then the four of them walked up the spiral staircase to the second floor, which was still brightly lit and reassuring.

Silas: "Don't act on your own, don't go ahead of me." The safety of the first floor does not mean that the second floor is also the same, and a moment of carelessness will make an irreparable mistake-"

Bang!

Everyone looked over and saw Pinot Noir standing in front of the bursting mirror and shaking his hands innocently: "Huh? Oh, okay, Uncle Ben won't act on his own. ”

"You...... Never mind. Silas rolled her eyes.

Behind the mirror, there are still secret passages, with two entrances and exits to the third floor and the first floor.

Silas habitually said, "You go out first, and I'll seal the passage." When the people were waiting in the hallway, Silas turned around, and then he saw Wallace standing with a candlestick. The candle flame flickered violently, almost extinguished, and then stubbornly lit again.

With his other hand pressed on the suitcase switch, Silas said, "Coward, you've finally appeared." ”

"This guest, the more you look at it, the more mysterious it becomes. I thought it was a sheep, but who knew it was a lion. I don't want to be your enemy, and if you're leaving, I'm not going to stop you. ”

"Unfortunately, I don't have the habit of giving up halfway. I'll just get it straight, I'm here for you. ”

Wallace smiled and turned into a bat in the smoke and flew to the third floor.

Instead of chasing, Silas opened the suitcase and pulled out the shiny metal mesh and glued it to the wall. The mesh is not large, and even bats with echolocation capabilities cannot penetrate it.

From the roof came Wallace's voice: "I have to admire you, Sylas. You came for me, but when I stood before you, you remained rational. Rationality and restraint are the greatest elegance. ”

Silas closed the suitcase and sneered, "Do you think I'm going to be stupid enough to be caught by you, rashly break away from the group, and thus ignore my teammates?" I'm not going to give you a chance to break it one by one. ”

"Staying sane in a desperate situation, I admire you even more. Have you forgotten, though, the surprise I mentioned earlier? ”

"Maid? I've tied it up a long time ago. ”

"Don't you have any idea how you got here?"

"Carriage, of course - bad! I forgot about the coachman! ”

A Chardonnay scream could be heard from the corridor. Silas hurried out of the darkness and found Pinot Noir wrestling with the drenched coachman, presumably suddenly, and threw the bottle of wine that Pinot Noir never left to Chardonnay for safekeeping; On the other side, a large square hole was opened in the hallway floor, and Merlot hung herself on the edge of the hole with her arms and shouted for help, probably triggering the flap mechanism in a panic; Finally, there is the Chardonnay, with a wine bottle in one hand and a dinner knife in the other, so frightened that neither side can help.

"Hold on, Pinot Noir!" Silas ran to Merlot and smashed the lantern on the back of the coachman, who burned, but still held Pinot Noir in check.

"I ...... It's powerless! ”

Merlot screamed like a mosquito and fell to the bottom! In the nick of time, Silas threw himself forward, leaning half out of the edge of the floor before grabbing Merlot's hand.

Silas let go of the suitcase and gritted her teeth: "You should read less books and exercise more!" ”

Mellot cried with a sad face: "If I can leave alive, I will!" ”

Chardonnay tossed the knife and took a big gulp into the bottle. Pinot Noir didn't expect her to do this, and his eyes widened: "Oh no, my wine! ～～～”

"Shut up! The ghost wants to drink poisonous wine! Chardonnay shouted, rushing over and grabbing Merlot's other arm, pulling her up with Silas. When Merlot was safe, the first thing Silas did was grab the suitcase, and when he looked up, the driver was pushed by Pinot Noir, fell over the railing, and fell headfirst into the hall on the first floor, making a sound that he knew he would not live.

Chardonnay was so frightened that she couldn't breathe: "You killed someone!" ”

Pinot Noir walked towards her with a gloomy face, and Merlot subconsciously blocked in front of Chardonnay, but the other party just retrieved the wine bottle, and there was no suspicious action other than that. Staring at the bottoming bottle, Pinot Noir showed an expression of chagrin, anger, and helplessness for the first time: "Look what good things you have done......

Hiding behind Merlot, Chardonnay shouted, "I'm here to save people, too!" ”

"A mere human life is compared to this bottle of wine?" Pinot Noir's expression was as if he had just had his teeth extracted. He waved his hand and turned his back to walk along the corridor: "Forget it, I'm not in the mood to bother with you, let's continue exploring." ”

"You said that the ingredients in the wine can make people bigger!" Chardonnay muttered unconvinced.

"It's okay, you're brave, you're right, don't pay attention to what Pinot Noir says." Silas lifted the Chardonnay. "From now on, my back can be entrusted to you."

Chardonnay smiled and stroked her hair: "Does this mean trust me?" ”

Silas snorted.

Merlot solemnly shook Chardonnay's hand: "I owe you a favor to Silas. ”

Chardonnay's cheeks flushed, and she pulled her hand out: "I didn't do anything, I was scared stupid at first...... You have a wife, don't get involved with a woman like me. ”

"That's the end of the chat, we're not safe yet." The scenery of Sirasha is authentic, but everyone is used to it. "Pinot Noir, don't get too far away from us......"

In plain sight, Pinot Noir was nowhere to be seen, and the glass window at the end of the hallway creaked open and closed as if laughing. Wallace stood with his back to the window, holding an empty bottle in his hand, and smiled at the crowd: "It seems that Pinot Noir was drunk and fell out by accident." Sure enough, drink in moderation. ”

Chardonnay hurried to pick up the dinner knife, and Merlot placed two fists in front of her chest.

Silas shouted, "Pinot Noir, answer me!" ”

No response.

Wallace pressed his brow and sighed, "I'm really sorry, as the organizer, I have to bother the guests to make a move, I guess this joke will be circulated for a while." ”

"It won't be long, it'll be around for thirty years!"

Hearing the unfamiliar voice behind her, Silas turned her head suddenly, only to see a blonde woman in a red evening dress choking Chardonnay's throat with one hand and Chardonnay's right wrist with the other. Seeing that Silas was on the verge of a great enemy, the blonde threw a wink, leaned back with Chardonnay, and disappeared through the flap hole.

At this time, Wallace blew in Silas's ear: "I'm sorry, I also have a partner here." ”

Silas waved his suitcase, but it was empty, and Wallace dragged Merlot to the end of the hallway at lightning speed. Silas shouted in desperation: "Wait, don't you feel ashamed that you broke the rules of the game?!" ”

"Why be ashamed? Don't forget that you're just food, will you reason with bread? Wallace and Merlot disappeared on the ledge.

Bang! Thunder was rolling, and the hallway was left with Silas alone, with still burning lanterns, still knives, and empty wine bottles.

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Here is the terrace on the third floor.

"Merlot, Merlot?"

Merlot, who was affectionately called, shuddered. He sat on the ground, his back against the wall, but he kept kicking his legs, trying to get away from the smiling Wallace: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!" ”

"Don't worry, you have a high level of artistic accomplishment, which is very rare, and when tonight's matter is over, I want to discuss art more with you." Wallace lifted Merlot up, softly but without resistance, almost carrying him to the windowsill. "Come, look at this artwork. You're sure to appreciate the beauty too. Just as humans don't like watered wine, we don't like watered blood, it's a waste of food, so we rarely do that. But if you're not looking for food, it's a work of art, so you shouldn't say it's wasted. ”

Following the direction of Wallace's finger, Silas's mouth opened wide in distraction, forgetting to slap the raindrops on her face and the danger that was imminent.

It was a beautiful artificial fountain, a bronze sculpture of a woman in the shape of a white marble pool, the woman kneeling on the ground, ragged, half-exposed breasts, hands held high, mouth slightly open, and her expression was as vivid as a living person. On her raised hands was a dying Chardonnay, her sharp bronze fingers sinking deep into it. Blood trickled down the sculptural face and dripped along the jawline like tears of contentment. Is it sucking blood?

"It's called 'Thirst', and although it's not a masterpiece, I like it very much." "The moment I saw it in the market, I was blown away," Wallace said. I see a combination of appetite and art. Perfect, so perfect, I don't allow anything more beautiful to come out, so I kill its creator right away. In return, I generously hyped up the creator's work for a high price. Artists are always famous after they die, right? ”

Melo grabbed Wallace's arm: "She's not dead yet, go save her!" ”

"No, no, no, she is now part of the work, and through her devotion, the work is more complete, and she must not be moved. In fact, people always have to die, instead of spending a short life as a lowly street girl, why not assimilate with eternal art and reach a higher and more beautiful realm? ”

"It is unreasonable to say that the desecration of life is not art at all! Even if she's a street girl, she's a hundred times more beautiful than this rotten sculpture—"

Merlot could not finish his words, for Wallace's hand had tenderly covered his mouth. The vampire sighed, "What a pity, I thought you had eyes that could find beauty." ”