My Vampire Guy

– I bought this painting from an old collector seventy years ago.

David pointed to another painting that was nearly eight hundred years old and told Michael that it was the masterpiece of the late artist Lila.

– I collected old paintings and realized that Lila’s brush strokes were very similar to Lionel’s brush strokes and now the brush strokes of the guy we met at the party.

At this point, Michael was really confused. Could it be that Samson had a close relationship with two famous artists who have passed away?

However, even if he were their descendant, it would be impossible to inherit this talent so perfectly. At least, there would be a shift.

Furthermore, isn’t Samson Lucasta’s brother? A few hours ago, Michael even hypothesized that Samson was Walter’s undisclosed son.

– Michael, have you ever heard that the famous artist Lionel was a vampire?

Michael was wandering in his thoughts when he suddenly heard about a legendary creature, so he was startled.

At this angle, Michael could only see half of David’s face, so he felt that this old man was more like a vampire.

– It seems like I heard this but I think people are just talking nonsense.

– There is a basis, the age gap between Lila and Lionel is more than two hundred years old and some paintings without the artist’s name from three hundred years ago also have the same brush strokes as Lionel and Lila. And now…

– You doubt that guy?

David’s nod made Michael’s spine chill. If everything is as this painting collector speculates, then isn’t that vampire afraid of sunlight?

With his own eyes, he saw Samson go outdoors and only wear sun protection clothes like everyone else.

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– Furthermore, I suspect he has met and is very close to Eirlys. Even Drake couldn’t see the mole on my aunt’s ear and didn’t include it in the painting, but he drew it. He recognized that the person in the painting and Jenny were two different people so he didn’t even need to look at her. And finally, the painting was completed within fifteen minutes.

Michael’s hand tightened more and more as he listened to each word of David’s analysis.

That’s right, Samson completed the painting with unimaginable speed and once again, saved Lucasta in an extremely dangerous situation.

Even a rigorously trained special police officer like Michael could not judge correctly and be that agile even if he had enough strength.

– I understand what you mean, I will investigate him. Please keep this suspicion a secret and don’t tell anyone.

Michael quickly left the villa and returned to duty with his teammates. Although he suspected Samson, he could not talk about this with Peter yet.

He still needed further confirmation because next to that man was Walter’s daughter.

The next morning, Michael was present in the small alley leading to the house with a white-painted gate covered with roses.

As for the man who died in yesterday’s accident, he assigned Bevis to coordinate with the traffic police to investigate.

As soon as he saw two figures, one tall and thin, the other short and chubby, he immediately got out of the car, held up his industry card, and asked to ask a few questions.

Lucasta was afraid and leaned close to Samson, her eyes staring at the man opposite.

This morning, while eating, she asked her brother to report to the police that someone wanted to harm her, but Samson did not agree and analyzed their current situation for her.

He and she do not have identification papers, to put it bluntly, they are no different from illegal residents. Once the police know, Aurora and Harvey will be implicated.

– I have to go to work. Lucasta told Samson but actually wanted the policeman not to bother her and her brother.

– It won’t take too much time. I’ll take you to Star Corporation. Michael smiled, put back his industry card, and said.

– So… let’s go inside, standing on the street is not very convenient.

The car drove into the alley and stopped according to Samson’s words.

Michael quickly observed their living space from the yard to the living room. He saw that everything looked like a human residence, with nothing indicating that a vampire was residing here.

– Does this house belong to the two of you? Michael started the interrogation.

– No, we rent. Samson answered.

– Can you two show me your identification documents?

– Sorry, they were burned and we haven’t made them again yet.

– So… do you remember the information? I will look up the national database and help you two do it again.

– There is no information at all. In fact, all the papers related to us were burned along with our parents and we lived like homeless people until we were adults. It’s not until now that we can afford to rent a house and find a stable job. My memories of them are unclear fragments.

– Lucasta, how did you get to work at Star Corporation when you hadn’t even graduated from university yet? As far as I know, that company has very high requirements for personnel.

Lucasta didn’t think that Michael would turn the question to her, so she was momentarily confused, not knowing how to answer.

Samson told her not to reveal their relationship with Harvey and to keep the golden castle a complete secret to avoid danger from greedy bad guys.

Once the group of kidnappers or robbers knows that he or she owns a huge amount of assets, they will put both of them in their sights.

– I accidentally met Star president’s assistant and she was the one who brought me in. I don’t have any expertise so I just distribute and collect documents. The blonde girl opened her eyes wide and lied.

– You mean they hired someone without identification papers to work there?

– So what? Are you going to arrest and punish them because they are helping people like us escape poverty?

Michael’s face became bewildered because he didn’t expect this girl to ask the police back.

Just now, seeing her timid appearance, he thought she was afraid of him, but now it seems that’s not the case.

Even though it was only a few questions, that was enough for him to determine that there was a problem with Samson’s identity. As for Lucasta, it seems she has no memories of her biological parents at all.

Walter and his wife died due to a traffic accident and it is possible that Samson’s parents were Lucasta’s adoptive parents, but they did not want to let her know, so they just let her think she was their biological daughter.

If Samson is a vampire, then clearly this guy is lying because how can a vampire burn to death when he possesses superhuman speed?

– Alright. Sorry for bothering you two. Actually, I came to confirm that both of you were not involved in the death of the woman and boy at the foot of Demon Mountain. The murderer will more or less seem insecure when facing the police. Now I will take Miss Lucasta to the company as promised.

– What did you just say? Lucasta trembled and asked.

– Yes, the mark left behind looks both like being harmed by a vampire and like being harmed by a human. I put you and your brother on the suspect list because of the rare incident that happened that afternoon. I thought you two were taking revenge on them because they indirectly caused you to almost lose your life. But perhaps I was thinking too much.

Michael’s eyes swept over Samson while speaking to find some loopholes in this guy’s expression, but he was completely disappointed because Samson still maintained an indifferent attitude.

Because the person who took Lucasta to work was the captain of the special police team, Samson did not follow her anymore.

He only said that he was worried that she would be kidnapped after hearing the announcement from the police, so he arranged to pick her up but did not mention that someone wanted to kill her.

Samson was worried that if he went with this policeman, the risk of being exposed would be very high.

He had just seen a bag in Michael’s car and the shape of the contents inside was very similar to crosses.

Although Samson has lived for a thousand years, he will never be as good at controlling himself as Harvey.

He just wanted to draw that painting quickly to easily get Lucasta out of that building, but he forgot that it was the speed and work efficiency far superior to humans that aroused suspicions from David and Michael.

If he had finished the painting slower, David would have assumed that the mole was an accidental ink smear and that the brush stroke was nothing more than a copy from Drake.

– You and your sister should redo your identification documents to ensure citizenship rights for both of you. If you have any difficulty, just tell me, I will help you two. Michael reached out his hand and lowered his voice.

– Yes, I will arrange the time. Samson politely shook Michael’s hand and nodded slightly.

Leaving the small alley, Michael drove straight to Star’s headquarters.

Taking advantage of the long journey, he asked Lucasta a few more things and realized that she remembered absolutely nothing about her childhood, only memories of the last ten years.

However, she also lied very skillfully about the time she had to sleep under a bridge and pick up things in landfills to sell junk to make ends meet.

– Lucasta, do you recognize yourself? Michael pulled over, showed the photo he had taken with her at a party twelve years ago, and asked.

– Why did I take a picture with you? Do we know each other before?

Lucasta couldn’t help but be surprised to see her face in the photo and next to it was a boy a few inches taller than her, with the same face as the man sitting next to her.

The light pink floral dress suddenly reminded her of a distant, faint memory that was sleeping deep in her subconscious. It seems that this space is very familiar to her.

– Yes, we know each other. You come to the party with your parents and I confirm that you are that little girl. You don’t have a brother. Lucasta, the necklace around your neck has your name engraved on it, right? I remember when you were naughty and dropped it into the pool and I picked it up for you.

– Impossible. Samson is my brother, I have lived with him for a long time. She shook her head, handed the photo back and her voice became weaker.

– Lucasta, hear me out. The person you call brother is a vampire who is approximately a thousand years old. – Michael put his hands on Lucasta’s shoulders and spoke each sentence and each word clearly for her to hear.

Her whole body trembled and her head kept shaking because she didn’t understand what this guy was talking about.

She should have taken the bus even if she arrived at the company a little late. She should not have trusted his label as a police officer.

– Lie, are you… crazy? Quick… quickly let me go. She stuttered.

– I’m not lying, I don’t get any benefit from lying to you. Lucasta, you’re next to a creature that sucks human blood. Calm down and think back to the time you lived with him, do you see anything strange?

Michael gradually loosened his grip when he saw that Lucasta was no longer struggling and slowly told her to remember if her brother was afraid of the sun, if he ate like a normal person, and if he was afraid of the cross.

Michael also did not forget to remind Lucasta about Samson’s speed when saving her and his strength.