Chapter 664: start to act

In fact, kinsmen, mutants, and human beings basically have similar habits. Those who seek life in the dark always like to hide in the dark.
Su Ming knew where to find a blood-eater vampire.
The corpse that Quincy gave to Richards before must be a blood food pie, because there are two vampire vegetarians in the Dracula Hunter team, so they can't deal with the vegetarian squad, or they will fall apart.
The short-haired prince "Alucard" is the guarantee of force, and Hannibal King is the think tank. Without them, the team would be at least half broken.
Dr. Richards is not Howard. He is still a young researcher. He is not married, has no family, and has no hobbies. He lives alone in Philadelphia.
Except for the SSR agent who protected him, there was only one cat as a companion, and Quincy probably fell in love with him.
Living alone, nervous, and low emotional intelligence, this is simply a standard suspense novel victim template.
And it is very inconvenient to transport a corpse, especially the corpse of the blood race, it will fall short of the sun.
They were so poor that they had only one classic Beetle, and the dead body could not fit.
Then this kin must have been found by Quincy in Philadelphia, a big city only 70 miles away from Caspian Camp. This was calculated.
A city with a population density sufficient to support the survival of the blood race.
If someone disappears inexplicably in a small town with only a few hundred people, it will soon be exposed.
But in a city with millions of people, the police will not open a case if there is no dead body.
Therefore, Su Ming only needs to copy this step and go around in the darkest and most chaotic place in Philadelphia to find the vampire.
He and Parham ate half of the supper alone. To be honest, it was not delicious at all, but the former major seemed to have no taste, and ate half of it without changing his face.
After that, the three of them passed through Mordor's portal to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Different from New York, the buildings here are more charming and full of historical heritage. There are two big rivers passing through the city, as if the sound of running water can be heard.
As the former capital of the United States, Philadelphia is like all cities. The streets of the slums are full of chaos at night. The trash cans in the alleys are always slammed by homeless people. There are a few clothes under the street lights. Few women keep stomping their feet to keep warm.
As the evening breeze blew, the mouse on the side of the road was shocked to see the three suddenly appearing, and squeaked into the sewer to escape.
"Well, Philadelphia is also called the'City of Love', but the atmosphere here is a bit gloomy, Mordo, there is a tramp near the trash can. Go and ask."
Su Ming has no battle armor at this time, and his black suit looks even darker in the night.
"What should I ask?" Mordu bowed slightly.
"I want to teach this? What have you learned before?" Su Ming raised his head and sighed with concern for the country and the people, and the waning moon cast a shadow in his pupils: "Forget it, let me do it myself. Look good, learn hard!"
Su Ming took out some change from his pocket and walked towards the tramp in the alley.
Mordo glanced at Palem with embarrassment, and the ghost rider, who had recovered his human form, just shrugged at him and held his horse firmly.
All homeless people are the same. They smell like dead waiters. This alley is the back door of several restaurants. After closing at night, homeless people will come here for food.
Some leftovers or food waste.
When Su Ming approached, the homeless man with his beard and hair glued together found half a rotten apple in the trash can, and he stuffed it into his mouth like a treasure.
The low temperature in winter made the apple become like a rock. He could only melt it slowly with saliva, but it also made him shiver constantly.
He hadn't shaken for a few seconds, but the voice suddenly sounded behind him so that he could fly into the sky.
"Turn around."
"Ahem... ahem!"
The wandering old man was stuck by the frozen apple, his face turned red with naked eyes.
Su Ming slapped out the upper abdomen, causing reverse peristalsis of the esophagus and respiratory tract, thereby spitting out the foreign body in the mouth.
People slowed down, but the tramp looked desperate, because the half of the rotten fruit fell into the sewer entrance by the side of the road, and a pair of thief small eyes flashed behind the iron fence.
"My... Apple."
Su Ming directly showed the five-dollar bill, and kept rubbing his fingers with the other hand to attract the old man's gaze to the bill: "I asked a few questions, and if the answer satisfies me, there is another five dollars."
The tramp rubbed his red nose and wiped his mucus on his greasy clothes: "Of course, kind sir, please ask."
His eyes were just staring at the banknotes, as if he was unaware of the outside world, as if he was hooked.
"Are you familiar with this area?"
"Yes, I'm here every day, and I sleep over there." The old man pointed to the end of the alley, where there was a pile of paper-shell nests: "This is an Italian restaurant, and there is a lot of waste every time. ,good stuff."
"Very good, do you know where is the most chaotic and nasty bar nearby? Or other entertainment venues."
"Sir, take a look at your clothes, tusk, you should go to the best place, not an old prostitute who is old enough to be your grandma, hehe..." The old man grinned and showed unevenness. Heifang smiled wryly.
Looking for the most chaotic and nasty place? Rich people really know how to play, is the little girl tired of playing and want to find excitement?
"Answer question."
Su Ming was expressionless, lit the bill to light a cigarette, and then he took out another $5 sheet in the desperate gaze of the homeless man.
The homeless man sucked his nose and gasped violently. He flushed his eyes as if he was ill: "Don't burn it, sir, walk along this street all the way out of the city, down the river, there is a house in the old town. The bar on the pier is not big, but there is everything there, low-quality drinks, opium, guns, bitches, and a lot of lunatics."
"What kind of lunatic?" Su Ming patted the money in his hand and took out another banknote.
The old man smiled and scratched his hair and carefully hid the dollars: "I said bad, gangsters, drug addicts, murderers, and bankrupt stockbrokers are all there~EbookFREE.me~ whatever you want to find Such a person can be found by just asking the bartender."
Su Ming handed him the banknote and took out another one: "What if I want to find a vampire?"
"Ah! I understand..." The homeless man showed a knowing look, with abnormal flushes on his face, but soon he sighed again and his face turned gray: "Sir, you must be listening. Said that rumor, that underground heaven."
As soon as the banknote rang, Su Ming waited for his answer. The old man didn't let him wait long, and immediately pointed in another direction.
"Upstream along the river, you will see that a vampire brothel is on the river bank. It is said that as long as you sleep with the little ladies there, you will never get up again if you play with other bitches."
Su Ming sneered, threw the banknotes to the old man and turned away: "That's not a little girl, they may be older than your grandma."
The old man took the money and hid it in his hat, looking at Su Ming's back and shouting, "I wish you a good time, kind sir."
Of course Su Ming will be happy, but if the vampires are not happy, it can't be said...