Chapter Thirteen: The Choir's Secret(2/2)
He casually whispered that he was a writer from the East, and the reason he rented here was to find inspiration.
Such nonsense excuses can be deceived, which shows that those people are really not concerned about it.
On the contrary, the police spared no effort in arresting Van Helsing, probably because of the high reward.
Han Le secretly guessed.
...
In the dark alley.
A yellowish-brown reward order was posted there.
A hand with black gloves stretched out and silently tore off the reward order.
The next second, he turned around and said to the young man who suddenly appeared:
"You are not the first rash person to come for that bounty, and of course, you won't be the last one."
Han Le carried a bag, smiled, and without saying much, he threw the bag over directly.
Van Helsing took the bag and opened it. Although he was masked, his eyes still flashed with surprise:
"I chased him for most of Europe, and this is a very dangerous person."
Han Le shrugged: "Perhaps I'm lucky?"
"After I recognized him, I gave him some medicine. It seemed that he liked to be sleepy."
Van Helsing said in a deep voice: "The order given to me by the Holy See is to capture the strange doctor Hyde alive, but I want to kill him even more."
"It's up to you." Han Le spread his hands: "I have no interest in him."
Van Helsing looked at Han Le, revealing a hint of confusion: "What do you want?"
"I'm your fan!"
Han Le has great acting skills: "I came from the extreme east and traveled on the European continent; I have heard a lot of stories about you, people say you are a demon, but I know you are a saint."
"Sniper, monster hunter, murderer...who cares? I only care about my own opinion, I think you are cool."
Van Hessingra's mask was covered with incredible words:
"You actually think I'm cool?"
Han Le continued to act and completely played himself into a burning soul of the middle school: "You are as cool as Zorro in my opinion."
"It's just that the world cannot understand your indescribable hiddenness. But I understand."
"I want to be like you. A qualified sniper."
Van Helsing looked at Han Le: "The first time I have seen a boy like you."
Han Le shrugged: "Maybe there are too few teenagers you have seen over the years?"
"Believe in my courage and sincerity, of course, don't underestimate my strength. I am a person who crossed the Himalayas with my own strength."
"I have also followed the masters in Nepal to learn meditation and some small ways to eliminate demons. I think I can be competent for your partner."
Van Helsing looked Han Le up and down and put on his mask again:
"Whatever you want, but I've accepted this gift."
"As for whether you can become my partner, I'm not up to me. The Holy See is the boss."
"Let's go, my mission in France has been completed, and if you really want to follow me, you'd better find a good horse."
Han Le smiled.
His purpose was achieved.
Next stop, Vatican, the Holy See.
There, he could definitely find the secret of the choir.
Chapter completed!