Condemning Your Heinous Acts

"Is that so?"

Fang Cheng asked in surprise, "You guys in the Countermeasure Department actually have a mole? Wait... how did they manage to notify every single Vampire in advance?"

Even a 'fake monster' like Fang Cheng had to rely on his sense of smell to search slowly, finding them one by one. How did the mole in the Countermeasure Department manage to get the message to all the Vampires at once?

"That is exactly what we are puzzled about."

Kanzaki Rin frowned and said, "The Countermeasure Department relies on Patrol Drones, street cameras, and big data to lock onto the locations of certain Vampires. Logically speaking, it is impossible for one person to deliver messages to so many places in such a short amount of time."

"Could it be that there is more than one mole in the Countermeasure Department?"

Fang Cheng rubbed his chin, speculating, "Or perhaps, have Vampires infiltrated your department?"

"How is that possible!"

Kanzaki Rin shook her head, disagreeing with Fang Cheng's guess. "Vampires don't like to go out during the day, and the security at the Countermeasure Department is extremely tight. If a Vampire had infiltrated, they would have been rooted out long ago. It is possible that there is more than one mole, though. We have been investigating where the information leaked from for the past few days; we will catch the mole sooner or later."

Fang Cheng laughed, looking quite pleased, "Then I wish you failure."

Kanzaki Rin's face darkened, "What do you mean?"

"Why don't you let the Countermeasure Department spend some time cleaning up their internal affairs, while we handle the Vampires ourselves?"

Fang Cheng was hoping the Countermeasure Department would never catch the mole so they wouldn't come and steal his kills.

Kanzaki Rin curled her lip slightly, mocking, "Are you so impatient to expose yourself that you want to drag me down with you?"

Now it was Fang Cheng's turn to ask, "What do you mean?"

However, before Kanzaki Rin could explain, he realized it immediately.

The Countermeasure Department was currently seething with rage, trying to root out the mole. If Kanzaki Rin were to find traces of Vampires at this time, the label of being a mole would be pinned on her without a doubt.

"Wait a second."

Fang Cheng pointed at her in surprise, "Could the mole be you?"

This woman clearly treated Vampires as her own ticket to promotion. Could it be that she leaked the information because she was afraid someone else would steal the credit?

Kanzaki Rin was very dissatisfied with Fang Cheng's suspicion and let out a cold snort, "I'm not that low. If we're talking about suspects, yours are much greater than mine."

"Just kidding. If you were talking about other parts of me being 'great,' I might barely admit to that."

Kanzaki Rin had become immune to this guy who would suddenly make off-color remarks.

"So what now? Are we just going to let those Vampires get stronger in secret while we sit on our hands?"

Fang Cheng said to Kanzaki Rin, "Didn't you always say your strategic mind was strong? It's time for you to play your part, Dora-Rin."

"What are you in such a rush for?"

Kanzaki Rin crossed her arms. "Those Vampires shouldn't dare to come out and move around in the near future; we're still on the same starting line. It won't be too late to act once this period of scrutiny passes. Just stay home honestly and continue your training."

"Give me a specific timeframe."

"No more than half a month."

Since it had come to this, Fang Cheng had no choice but to accept reality. After all, he couldn't force Kanzaki Rin to risk her neck to go out and roam around with him.

She probably wouldn't agree to roaming around at home, either.

"By the way, why haven't you asked for your photos back?"

Fang Cheng suddenly thought of something. Ever since they started working together, he had been waiting for Kanzaki Rin to ask for those 'artistic photos' back.

However, Kanzaki Rin seemed to have forgotten about it, and Fang Cheng had to remind her.

Kanzaki Rin sneered, "You haven't looked at those photos since you used my flash drive, have you?"

Fang Cheng was taken aback, "Did you use the flash drive to put a virus on my computer?"

"What do you think? Don't worry, I didn't touch your other private collections. Heh heh heh, haha."

Kanzaki Rin put her hands on her hips and laughed happily. She had never laughed this heartily since she met Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng stared at her rare, genuine smile and condemned her angrily, "How can you be so shameless? If I hadn't already made a backup on a flash drive, these precious photos, which could be called art, would have been ruined by you."

Kanzaki Rin's laughter stopped abruptly.

"You made a backup on a flash drive?"

"Why wouldn't I? Guess how many I made?"

"So you reminded me on purpose just to see me make a fool of myself?"

"No, I mainly wanted to condemn your vicious behavior of putting viruses on other people's computers. Watching you make a fool of yourself was just a bonus."

Looking at Kanzaki Rin's deflated expression, Fang Cheng laughed heartily.

Trying to play mind games with me? You're still too naive, young lady.

Kanzaki Rin suddenly seemed to have an emotional breakdown, grabbed a chair, and threw it at Fang Cheng, "Go to hell, you bastard!"

Fang Cheng reached out and caught the chair, "Don't be impulsive. If you break it, you'll have to buy me a new set."

Kanzaki Rin became even more infuriated upon hearing this. She glared at Fang Cheng fiercely and turned to leave.

If she stayed any longer, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to stop herself from fighting this bastard to the death.

"Wait a second, I have something to tell you."

Fang Cheng suddenly called out to stop her.

Kanzaki Rin had no choice but to turn back, saying irritably, "What else is there?"

"Wash the dishes before you go."

"Get lost!!!"

Time rewinds to several days ago.

Inside a dim apartment, a young man was cooking in the kitchen, humming a little tune, appearing to be in a very good mood.

After simmering the food into a fine, mushy paste, the young man carried it to a bedroom door and knocked.

"I'm coming in."

Without waiting for a response from inside, the young man pushed the bedroom door open.

There were three people in the room: a middle-aged couple with haggard expressions, tightly bound to chairs with ropes.

There was also a beautiful girl of high school age lying on the bed, her skin an unhealthy pale, her lips devoid of color.

If not for the slight rise and fall of her chest, one would almost mistake her for a corpse at first glance.

"It's dinnertime."

The young man said with a smile, first carrying the food over to the couple, tearing the tape off their mouths, and feeding them with a spoon.

The couple did not scream or shout; they had tried doing that countless times during this period, but it had been of no use.

They also did not choose to go on a hunger strike, as that would result in terrifying punishment.

After feeding them, the young man taped the couple's mouths shut again, carried the remaining food to the bedside, and said in a gentle voice.

"Ami, I made your favorite curry rice today. You must be very happy, right?"

The young man sat on the edge of the bed and slowly spoon-fed the food into the girl's mouth.

Once finished, the young man adjusted the girl's posture, exposing her snow-white neck, and then bit down, beginning to feed.

The middle-aged couple watched this scene in despair, their eyes blurred with tears, able only to struggle helplessly and weakly.

The young man's feeding did not last long, but the girl's complexion grew even more withered, as if she could die at any moment.

"Ami, you must not die."

The young man gently stroked the girl's face: "We promised to stay together forever."

The girl stared at the ceiling with vacant eyes, a single tear sliding down the corner of her eye.

The young man did not take the opportunity to do anything to the girl's well-developed body.

Before becoming a Vampire, the young man had spent years using the girl's clothes and photos as materials for his spells, yearning to possess her completely.

But after turning into a Vampire, his desires seemed to have vanished entirely, extending at most to a kiss.

Vampires could only create their own kind through the 'Embrace' and could not produce offspring through sexual activity, so their libido was passively reduced to indifference—not that they couldn't, but they simply had no interest.

The young man kept talking to the girl, immersed in his beautiful expectations for their future.

He tried to turn the girl into a Vampire, but unfortunately, he had never succeeded; that was an ability possessed only by high-level Vampires.

"Ding-dong!"

The sudden chime of the doorbell interrupted the young man's fantasies.

He frowned with some displeasure, left the bedroom with the bowl and chopsticks, wiped the blood from his lips, and then walked slowly to open the door.

He assumed it was some salesperson, perhaps someone who could serve as an addition to his food reserves.

After opening the door, however, there stood a person wearing a hooded trench coat, sunglasses, and a mask.

Neither appearance, age, nor gender could be discerned.

The young man asked suspiciously: "May I ask who you are?"

The mysterious person chuckled, and what came from under the mask was actually the synthetic voice of a tech company from the internet: "Hiya Kyohei, you have been targeted by the Disaster Countermeasure Department, did you know that?"

Hiya Kyohei's pupils shrank slightly, and the nails on his hands became sharp.

He said in a low voice: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"No, you understand. Your parents and sister haven't shown their faces for a long time; they haven't gone missing, have they?"

Hiya Kyohei's hand instantly clawed several holes into the door panel.

His eyes had turned blood-red, the whites of his eyes covered in black, and he spat cold words from his mouth: "Are you looking for death?"

Facing Hiya Kyohei's naked threat, the mysterious person's synthetic voice showed no emotional fluctuation.

"Looking for death? No, I've come to propose a partnership—a partnership that will be of great benefit to both you and me."

"A partnership?"

Hiya Kyohei raised an eyebrow: "What kind of partnership?"

The Mysterious Peruser, however, was in no hurry. "Won't you invite me in to sit for a while? It wouldn't be good to be seen standing at the Gate."

Hiya Kyohei slowly stepped aside, allowing the Mysterious Peruser to walk in.

Bang.

The door slammed shut under his push.

Thank you to I Never Said I Wasn't Happy, Lost Little Monster Blackie, Wesley and Levis, Book Friend 20180630181829865, Rescue Failed, LVMax, and Mysterious Peruser for the tips. Thank you all for your tremendous support. Thank you! (〃'▽'〃)