365 Vampire With A Unique Hobby (2/2)
Klein didn't monitor 48 Riverbay Avenue because he believed that Emlyn White's companions had long since moved away.
As monsters and non-humans, moving to another residence was the most basic thing to do after a comrade disappears for several days!
They had to suspect that Emlyn White was captured by the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, or other official Beyonder organizations, and it was necessary to assume that he might be dead at any moment.
Therefore, what Klein wanted to do was to perform an investigation by conducting a survey.
He maintained the arrogance of a low-ranking policeman towards an ordinary citizen. Without taking off his hat, he slightly raised his chin and said, ”I have something to ask your master.”
The maid entered in a fluster and quickly brought back a man in his thirties wearing a thick shirt.
”Officer, what would you like to ask me?” the man asked nervously.
Klein stood at the door and looked inside.
”Do you know the residents of Unit 48?”
”I do.” The male owner was stunned for a moment before asking, ”What happened to them?”
”They're involved in a case. You have to tell me everything you know,” Klein said with a straight face.
His face was also disguised, augmented with slight hallucinatory effects. It was to ensure that he looked distinct from the great detective Sherlock Moriarty.
The male owner suddenly came to a realization.
”It's no wonder they moved away so hurriedly more than a month ago… Most of the residents of Riverbay Avenue and the neighborhood knew the Whites and their son. He was a handsome but eccentric young man.
”Mr. White is an excellent physician and is good at using all kinds of medicine and bloodletting therapy.”
”Bloodletting therapy?” Klein returned with a question.
”Yes, although this has been regarded by many newspapers and magazines as an old medical skill that had no effect, anyone who received Mr. White's treatment were cured. However, Mr. White also said that except for him, the other doctors who practice bloodletting therapy are quacks.” The owner gave his viewpoint.
The bloodletting therapy is to accumulate food for themselves, isn't it? The only thing that is useful was the medicine… This vampire family relied on bloodletting therapy to help treat patients while receiving ”food” as compensation. If there weren't many patients, or if their blood was very unhealthy, would they consider going to a distant hospital to steal blood from a blood bag and drink it? For such monsters, they really are law-abiding… Klein nodded in understanding.
The emotional color changes in his Spirit Vision told him that the man wasn't lying.
Seeing that the police officer didn't refute him, the man continued, ”Mr. White and his wife are very nice people. Although they can't cure those who are seriously ill, they're still pretty good doctors for all the residents who live nearby…
”Was their child, Emlyn, involved in a case? That young man was too silent, as though he looked down on us. He's always hiding at home, and I have no idea what he's doing… Officer, are you hot? It's so cold outside.”
He probably just hides in the day and comes out at night… Klein wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, ”I've been walking around here all day because of this case!”
Next, according to his designed survey, he learned everything about the Whites and their son.
One family at a time, he knocked on the door, asked questions, compiled answers, and came to the conclusion that the White family was indeed kind, amiable, and law-abiding.
It doesn't seem like a description of a vampire… Klein looked up at the crimson moon which was piercing through the clouds, ready to make a final confirmation.
He removed the hallucinatory effect from his body and started divining.
After making sure there was no danger, he went around to the side and climbed into the house at 48 Riverbay Avenue.
Others might not know who had taken Emlyn White away, ultimately afraid of being followed up by an official ”visit” from official Beyonders, but Klein knew what was going on and wasn't worried about a trap.
As he entered the second floor, he used the moonlight to see that the rooms were in disarray. Many things hadn't been taken away. Through these things, he could imagine the haste in which their owners had left.
He even found some precious books on herbs in a study, including some popular countryside folk recipes.
As he walked, Klein entered one of the bedrooms, and shadows came into view.
He jumped in fright, imagining that he had been ambushed. He almost snapped his fingers to light the match that had been thrown outside.
Fortunately, no attacks occurred.
The crimson moonlight shone through the window, covering the entire room. Klein was finally able to clearly see what those black shadows were.
They didn't have any spiritual luster, and they were figurines of varying sizes!
The biggest one was only slightly shorter than Klein. It was a girl wearing a gorgeous long skirt. Her sleeves and collars were covered with lace and ribbons.
This female figurine was obviously more like one of wax. Her facial features were vivid and lifelike, and her golden hair and red eyes were alluring and beautiful.
The smallest one was only the size of a normal person's palm. It was a woman wearing silver body armor. She looked valiant and heroic while looking magnanimous and beautiful.
As his eyes swept past each figurine, Klein suddenly remembered something.
Under the influence of Roselle, the development of figurine art had two trends: one was the adorable type, allowing them to have a change of clothes; while the other strove to be more realistic.
Klein looked around and couldn't help but exclaim, ”These figurines are not cheap!
”Don't tell me Emlyn is a vampire who is obsessed with figurines?”