Chap 2: Meet

Uri! Uri!"

"Wake up, Uri! It's going to be late!"

Uri was startled by the call to wake up. Opening his eyes, in front of him, was his grandmother's gentle face. Uri rubbed his eyes, slowly sat up, and laughed quietly: "Good morning, Grandma."

"Good morning, honey. If you don't get out of bed, you'll be late!" Mrs. Wayne smiled.

Uri looked at the clock, shocked, and threw the blanket. He's going to be late!!

Uri jumped out of bed and ran as fast as possible to run to the bathroom. Less than 5 minutes later, Uri was downstairs neatly dressed.

"Take breakfast and then go." Mrs. Wayne, wearing a light purple apron came out from the kitchen, looked at Uri, and said.

Uri rubbed his unkempt hair, hurriedly changed his shoes, shook his head, and said: "Don't need it, I'll be late for the bus! I'm gotta go!"

Uri said, ran in and kissed Mrs. Wayner's cheek, and rushed out the door. As soon as he stepped outside, he felt the atmosphere was somewhat unusual.

After taking a few steps, Uri saw a lot of people gathered in front, including police cars. With a few people in police uniforms walking around, the noise was constantly resounded.

Uri was slightly surprised. Where people were standing was the alley where Uri met the black cat last night!

Uri quickly ran over and asked one of the people in the crowd: "What's happened?"

"Someone died in the alley. There were two bite marks on the neck."

On Uri's face appeared a few amazing rays. He peered through the crowd into the alley, a group of people in white clothes surrounding something, the camera light constantly flashing. Uri could not see clearly what was inside.

"Fifth person, are vampires really real?"

Thinking about last night, maybe he had a meeting with the killer, Uri couldn't help but shiver.

"Ask everyone to disperse immediately. Anyone who obstructs the performance of their duties will be arrested!" A uniformed police officer ran out and shouted.

The crowd was noisy for a while and then dwindled.

Uri looked at the staff from the City's Newsroom who were present, broadcasting the crime scene live, and suddenly remembered something!

That's right! Bus! He will be late!

Uri looked at his watch and hurriedly ran out of the residential area. Before running away, he glanced through the alley one more time but still couldn't see anything.

Fortunately, hardly had he run out to the main road when the bus arrived.

Uri breathed pink and climbed onto the bus, and sat down on a seat. He hugged the doubtful mood all the way.

No sooner did Uri arrive at the door of the newsroom than the editor-in-chief came in, patted his shoulder, and said: "Uri, I heard that Vampires appeared in your place?"

Another colleague holding a coffee cup passed by, lightly teased: "Uri, be careful! Don't let the vampire suck the blood."

"What's a vampire? Crap!" Uri waved: "Just an ordinary murder."

The editor-in-chief was a man with a rather good-looking face, named Simon John. Simon waved the newspaper in his hand, sighing softly: "The City's newsroom had published an article about this case, so fast!"

Uri nodded in agreement, and looked around the office once: "Neil hasn't come yet?"

"I haven't seen him." Simon shook his head: "Did you fix the articles yesterday?"

"It's done, I'll send you later."

"Okay, that's good." Simon nodded contently, then waved his hand: "Go to work."

Uri went to his desk, took out his phone, and called Neil.

"The subscriber you have just called is currently out of reach, please call later..."

Uri called him again but the result was the same.

Uri turned off the phone, looked at Simon John, and asked: "Mr. John, is Neil taking a break today?"

Simon John picked up his phone, flipped it a few times across the screen, then shook his head: "No, I haven't received any calls from him."

Uri frowned, found another phone number in the contacts, and pressed the call button. A few seconds later, the other line picked up the phone. Uri quickly asked, "Hi, Nail. Is Neil at home?"

"Ah, you're on a business trip?"

"There's nothing... Well, maybe he's late... Yeah, don't bother you anymore... I'll hang up."

Uri hung up the phone, feeling bad in his heart.

Eight-thirty, Neil still not turned up.

Simon John also began to get impatient, looked at Uri, and said: "This midday, you come to his house to check, okay?"

"Uhm..." Uri nodded, trying to focus on his work, not distracting himself from Neil's problem.

Near midday, Uri was about to ask Simon John's permission to let him leave work a little early to go to Neil's house when a colleague came looking for him and said: "Uri, someone is looking for you, it seems to be a police officer. They're waiting in the director's room."

Uri was a little surprised, but very quickly guessed it was probably related to the murder in the morning. He replied one, turned off the computer, got up, and went to the director's office.

Uri knocked on the door of the director: "Boss, I'm Uri Wayne."

"Come in." From inside came a hoarse male voice.

Uri opened the door and walked in.

In the room, three people were sitting on the sofa. In addition to the director of the newsroom, two other people were sitting with their backs to him, seemingly a man and a woman. Uri looked at the silver-haired man, a little surprised in his heart.

Silver-hair, this is the first time he has seen it.

"Boss." Uri politely bowed.

The Director was a man over 50 years old, named Ethan Smith, with light brown hair and typical European blue eyes. Ethan looked at Uri, nodded, and patted the empty sofa next to him: "Uri, come here."

Uri quickly walked over and sat down next to the director.

"These two are from the city's FBI task force. They have something to ask you." Ethan Smith quickly introduced the two people to Uri.

Uri nodded. At this time, he noticed the two people sitting across from him.

It's a man and a woman.

The girl has light blonde hair, which is neatly tied up to the back, revealing a white left face. The light blue eyes are sharp, the two long lashes bend naturally to make the eyes that are already beautiful now more graceful. Her body exudes a feeling of both nobleness and rhythm. If Uri didn't know her career in advance, he would have thought she was an actor or a singer.

Uri turned his eyes to look at the silver-haired man next, then was stunned. The first thought that came to his mind was: This man is so handsome!

This man has an extremely brotherly face, and firm facial features as if carved from a statue, making one looking at it unforgettable. He has rare silver hair, which is parted in a 3/7 style, to reveal a high forehead. The eyebrows are dense, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the angular face stands out in the dark blue eyes, deeply. It's like having a magic power that makes anyone who looks at it immediately be drawn into it.

Under the corner of the left eye, there is also a mole, making the face that has wild beauty become more attractive and charming.

This man exudes an attractive aura of his own that Uri himself could not have imagined. He just looks blankly at the man.

The silver-haired man at this moment suddenly turned to look at Uri. The moment she met those cold dark blue eyes, Uri suddenly felt cold and shivered, and quickly retracted his gaze.