006  The middleman of Papa Midnite

When the Gusts left, they made it clear that they would continue their ongoing action of 'spreading the resignation method'. James had nothing to say but to 'warn' the two people not to be found by Porto police station.

Ryan's offer to send them back was rejected. The werewolf and the vampire exchanged tacit eyes. Ryan stayed in James' attic, while Benjamin followed the Gusts and walked up Liszt street.

"What have you done?" Benjamin walked beside Sebella. It looked like an ordinary shopping family, a young son and an old parent. "What did you pay for the deal with Papa Midnite?"

Corden pulled his wife over and stared at the werewolf. "It has nothing to do with you!"

Sebella put her thin hand on her husband's shoulder. "It doesn't matter. He is the good one. I can feel it."

Ryan had explained the relationship between werewolves and wizards under my constant harassment. I think you also need to know.

Very, very early in the colonial era, werewolves and wizards were a family. Yes, I mean, family!

Under the blood of the wizard, some children inherited the abilities of their parents, and some children had no talent. Therefore, in order to protect their homes from the invasion of the colonists, the wizard turned to their ancestor Papa Midnite for help. So those children who did not have the talent to become wizards accepted the blood of the Vampire 'Gangrel', carried the curse of the full moon, and became werewolves.

And we know that times are always changing. When the Federation was established, wizards were still wizards and they became legal residents of the Federation. However, those who had given their bodies and souls had no homes to protect and became aliens.

So those werewolves left their homes with loneliness, disappeared in the mountains and forests, looked for their own race, formed a new family - wolves, and finally returned to the original intention of the guardian family.

There is no need to feel sad at this time because there are also wizards who cannot give up their former brothers and family members and join the wolves. This is a warm story. With this heritage, powerful wolves will always be accompanied by wizards.

As I said, times are always changing.

The prosperity of the union is the prosperity of humans. Aliens began to be marginalized and became 'monsters'. This is the time to be sad, because the wizards who hid in the mountains for the sake of their former families will die, but the wolves will always exist, while the majority------humans are growing.

It is impossible to verify which side spilled the first drop of blood. Some wolves began to plunder witches, while some witches became hunters.

So when Sebella said that Benjamin was "good" this time, she was serious. They had lived together in Porto for more than ten years. The single Alpha did not disturb the Gust family.

"I gave myself." Sebella did not look at Benjamin, but put her right hand on her left chest, "when I..."

Benjamin nodded in silence. Papa Midnite would not force his descendant to die and then turned into a dead disciple. Sebella gave her 'life' after her death in exchange for a helping hand from Papa Midnite.

"You should come to Anderson." Benjamin thought for a moment and said, "Alice can help you."

Alice is a banshee for mourning. She can see death. If Sebella wants to escape death and delay the fate of becoming a dead disciple of Papa Midnite, Alice is the only way.

Sebella smiled helplessly: "that's Papa Midnite. He never cares about this! He just wants to see us 'perform' under the rules he sets. I won't entertain him with my own life!"

The werewolf chuckled, which was the most objective evaluation he had ever heard of Papa Midnite. Remember what Ryan said about Papa Midnite? A guy who wants to go to church and get beaten. Benjamin put away his smile and sighed, "now, what you are doing may also be what he wants to see."

Sebella acquiesced with a wry smile on her face.

Benjamin said goodbye to the Gusts at the end of Liszt street. Finally, he said "take care" and returned to James' home.

The living room of James' house was still a sofa no different from the stone. The crystal coffee table in front of Ryan was covered with white paper. Ryan held the pen and drew a simple structure on the paper.

At the top of the tree structure is written 'Papa Midnite', which is marked with a question mark. At the bottom are written the names of all the suicides known to James, as well as more question marks.

Such a structure is already obvious. If Papa Midnite is regarded as the boss of an enterprise, the question mark on the second level is the middle manager, and then the lower level offline employees.

James stared at the bottom, frowned, and asked, "why do you conclude that those who commit suicide are at the bottom?"

"Because they are the ones who do things." Ryan naturally said, "the middleman is only responsible for recruitment. They know that no matter who they kill, he will come back to life and become his staff. Is this the pressure to kill himself? No."

"I need more evidence!" James stared at the vampire.

"This is your proof." Ryan took out the "Urban Legend Weekly" which had been stuffed in his pocket, turned to the article with an unusual tongue-twister name, and pointed to the words of the deceased's family and friends quoted by the author. Every dead person was hit by unexpected good luck before committing suicide.

James read it patiently. It was no secret. The reason why this suicide case had attracted attention was that, in addition to the strange tactics, everyone chose to end his life when his life was being cared for. This is very unusual.

"Is this true?" James unconsciously read the whole article: "this midnight exchange? This is opened by Papa Midnite."

"Er -" Ryan curled his lips. "Of course, it's not true! You're a Porto policeman. Have you seen this place on the Porto map?" Ryan smiled: "but it's right. Employees get paid, but they don't finish the work."

James threw away the magazine. What exactly was the job? Ryan said, "even if it was a dead job, someone wouldn't want to do it.".

"What are we going to do?" James impatiently picked up the paper on the coffee table and stared at the 'Papa Midnite' at the top.

"You are looking at the wrong place." Ryan directly pressed James' hand, tore off the top 'Papa Midnite', and waved it in front of James with a mocking smile: "this guy, don't even think about it." Ryan ripped off a pile of names and question marks at the bottom and threw them on the coffee table: "give these to the Gusts. You can't deny that they are good at this."

Ryan finally pointed to the big question mark in the middle: "This is what we have to do."

James' eyes were still lingering on the question marks which were torn off and placed on the coffee table. He didn't know how many people will commit suicide in Porto in the future! Such unknowns distressed him.

After a moment of silence, James withdrew his eyes and stared at the big question mark still in his hands: "how do we find this or these middlemen?"

Ryan nodded with satisfaction and patted James on the shoulder: "you said the victim was kidnapped, not the Gusts. Who do you think it would be? Detective Lance, work harder and do your job well, and we will find it."

The goal was clear, and James went to work.