028  Visit Indian Wizards - The Gust Couple

Mr. Herman, who made the request again, did not leave Ryan outside, but returned to the warehouse area at the end of the comb on Becky Street. Ryan got out of the car and stretched his somewhat numb back. Although Mr. Herman's limousine was very comfortable, after all, not all mirrors were the same as the painted Benjamin's van. Ryan had to be very careful where he sat and even his movements..

When we got back to Warehouse 13, the yellow and white tape was still blocking the scene, but most of the police had already evacuated. James and Detective Curson were having a conversation outside the warehouse, no, they were arguing, no, it was Detective Curson unilaterally 'lesson' James!

Ryan was in a good mood, because it wouldn't be long before Revenge's appearance was determined, and James, who had an intersection with the hunter, was already inseparable. Passively discovered, it is better to actively clarify.

"Why didn't you tell me!" Curson waved his arms excitedly: "Do you know how dangerous this is! It's a killer group! And you should have told me earlier! I'm your partner! …

Ryan listened to Curson's words from a distance and got into the van. What excuse James used to get rid of Curson's suspicions, Ryan could probably guess. At this point, Ryan's goal had been achieved, forcing James to face his guilt, constantly approaching the values of vampire hope, and let the hunter bear the name of sinner!

Ryan drove Benjamin's truck to the [Back Bay] where Fenway Park was located. The north of the Back Bay was adjacent to the Charles River that connected Porto's North and West Sides, and from the Back Bay to the south, away from the area where the middle class of Porto lives, In the southward direction of the Charles River, there was a tributary derived from [Newton City]. It was called [Pasying River], which means the river of people passing by. It was named after Porto was just established, it was from Newton. One of the roads that entered the northern part of Porto, which was slightly more prosperous at the time.

Because the former city of Porto was just a wasteland, no one stayed. There was such a "passing"name.

The [Paisying District] on both sides of the Paisying River was at the junction of the North District and the South District, and the west was close to the border of Newton City. This location had made its development unsatisfactory. It was true that a large number of people lived here. of low-income families.

Gust's home was here.

What Ryan told Mr Herman was not entirely true. At least hunters are not a group that will reveal their tracks at will. The vampire initially thought that it would take some time to find Connor's body, and that a salvage team should be involved. Unexpectedly, Connor was left in the warehouse like discarded garbage.

Ryan can only think that it was Run's parents who made the move. They didn't want to let their son's body disappear into the world without a trace twice, and no one cared about it. It was they who made Connor appear there and let people found. So, now Ryan, decided to visit the two Indians.

The houses in Paisying were all single-family buildings, but they were significantly different from the residential areas of Back Bay (Sister of Cologne) and Knoll Beach (David), with neglected fences, broken and peeling paint, and random parking. A truck covered in dust on the roadside...

Ryan stopped the van and walked on the road between the houses. The flickering streetlights made the vampire's shadow dance back and forth on the ground. Although most porch mailboxes were covered in rust from the sun and rain, identifying them was not easy. But it wasn't hard to find Gust's home for Ryan, and the vampire stretched a finger and walked over the crooked front yard fence.

whizz-- whizz--

When the vampire's finger crossed the fence in front of a house, it burned without warning. The gray-white ashes peeled off the vampire's finger and dissipated into the air in the red fire.

The vampire stopped before the house, retracted his fingers, and rang the doorbell on the fence. The charred fingers returned to white at a speed visible to the naked eye. The vampire took out a square metal vial from the pocket of his coat, unscrewed the cap, and raised his head to take a sip.

Lights came on in the gray-painted house, and footsteps crossed the porch and into the vampire's ears. Ryan put away his 'bottle' and waited quietly.

The front porch door was opened a crack, and a man in his fifties had a deeper profile than the average Commonwealth, with a gray mottled color on his thick straight eyebrows. His eyelids were drooping, and there was a deep dark blue on the lower eyelid.

Across the overgrown, only three-meter front yard, the man's voice was low: "Who are you looking for?"

Ryan didn't speak, the light green eyes instantly turned bright red, and then faded.

The man's eyelids were completely raised, but he didn't seem surprised, "I won't invite you in, what do you want."

"Cordenette Gust." Ryan looked at the man and took out a piece of oiled paper from the inside of his coat: "The person who saved Run is not even qualified to be invited in? "

Corden (abbreviation) stared at the oil paper on the vampire's hand, and a woman's voice came from the room behind him: "Let him in."

The man sighed, nodded, and beckoned to the vampire, leaving the open front door and turning into the house.

Ryan pushed open the unlocked fence, stepped into the front yard, and closed the door after entering Gust's house.

The interior was much warmer than it looks from the outside, except for photos of Run wearing a football jacket with his family on the decorative fireplace. In front of the sofa covered with a woven blanket, on the wooden coffee table, the woman brought steaming tea.

"Don't worry, poisoning you won't do me any good." The woman who had a relationship with Laura in the players' lounge at Fenway Park said coldly, watching the vampire staring at the tea.

Spell Gust (abbreviation:Sibera) pulled the shawl over her shoulders and sat opposite Ryan with her husband.

"Has Run been found?" Sibera asked, staring at her fingers that were white from the force.

"I found it." Ryan wasn't about to touch the tea in front of him. "Also, Revenge's identity will be discovered soon. I think you two know why I'm here."

"We don't know where he is." Corden's raised eyebrows squeezed four or five wrinkles on his forehead: "What do you want to do?"

Ryan's mouth twitched, "They attacked our Anderson house, you said, what do I want to do?"

"You won't!" Corden stared at the vampire: "You won't touch my son!"

Ryan looked at the man with some pity, and then at the family photo on the fireplace beside him: "Your son? I didn't see his photo. Is Revenge a vampire like me?"

Ryan's taunting made the man opposite him angry, and his big palm slapped the wooden coffee table. The light blue tea swayed in the cup, splashing out of the cup, and a faint white mist floated between the two of them.

"Enough!" Sibera tightened her shawl: "We don't know where he is! It's a fact, don't test us about what you want to do. We're not going to show off in Porto like you do!"

Ryan's eyes fell back to the woman, he thought for a while, stood up, and bowed slightly to the two, "The Anderson House will take care of Run. Things have changed, you opened the door to me, and we will welcome you both at any time."

Did the vampire get the permission of the two to deal with Revenge according to his own ideas? No, he did not. But he got the permission of the other party to ignore all this, and the purpose of the vampire was achieved again.