It turned out that the sentence "you really came back" just now said that it was not a cat.

It's him.

The black cat had just subconsciously kicked his legs and struggled out of shock, and quickly calmed down. It just doesn't admit it - the player's disguise cannot be broken by NPCs.

"Meow meow."

Switch back to the silly mode in a second.

Lambert held it in his hands, his eyes were as calm as water, and he smiled again, "You can't hide it, there are too many flaws."

"Meow."

Multiple hammers, don't try to get me wrong.

The black cat opened his eyes as wide as he could, apparently mastering all the tricks of being cute in just a few days.

"Don't give up, want to hear the reason?"

"Meow meow meow."

Say it if you have the ability.

Lambert smiled and said slowly: "The first point, there are only three keys here, two of which are in Smollett's and me's hands respectively - the last one he was going to give to you, but just happened to be with him. With your disappearance gone."

"..." It turned out that the email the system sent to it was really "something that I wanted to send but didn't send", and it was actually "forced" to get someone else's house key.

Mao Mao really wanted to return the keys in the bag, along with a certain note and title deed, and always felt that it "suddenly disappeared" as if he stole it from someone else's house.

It's not feasible to be like a cat that runs away from home and steals the house keys.

"Meow."

Do not admit, have the ability to continue.

"Second point, Yu, you should really take a good look at those dolls that Smollett collected." Lambert shook his finger, "Although I often want to destroy that thing, they can't compare to yours at all, But I can't help but admit that the eye colors are too similar."

He flexed his fingers and nodded on the black cat's forehead, "Exactly the same color, the same eyes, Yu, although I don't know how you became like this, but your eyes don't lie and you can't lie."

"..." The guilty cat immediately asked Lin Ling to adjust some eye parameters.

"But it's nothing compared to the last point."

Having said that, Lambert clenched his fingers tightly, "Smollett bit you and tasted your blood, and he began to suspect that something was wrong. That's why I'm here."

If he just met Yu Yuan's cat, Smollett would never be willing to share even a little bit of information with him. But after Smollett was too injured to move and realized there was something wrong with the cat, he had to hand over some information to a partner who would otherwise be unwilling to cooperate.

Hearing this, the black cat was really dumbfounded.

"The most important thing is that you don't really think that a cat can be embraced for the first time." Lambert kept staring at it, observing every trace of its reaction, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Yu , you're so cute, I seem to like you more than before." It's getting more and more out of control.

So what the **** kind of vampire cat Lin Ling made up!

The cat couldn't be embraced for the first time at all, and he could be rescued successfully because his own data was a human, or because of his previous blood race identity as a human.

He was deceived.

Lin Ling outside the game simply started to act deaf and dumb.

Only the black cat was left to fight stubbornly.

"Yu, you are so cute, fluffy, and can stay by my side all the time, but I still hope you can change back." Speaking of this, Lambert frowned, "Why did you become Like this? Smollett said that you were with werewolves, and I should have warned you more than once that as a vampire, it is best to stay away from them."

The black cat was silent.

For some unknown reason, Lambert's eyes seemed to have a hint of danger. The shard was in his hands now. Of course, he also knew that the black cat came for the shard in the first place, and this was something that once belonged to a werewolf.

It's hard not to make some associations.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "What did you do, or did the werewolf do to you? If they did, then..."

Black Cat: "???" Put away your eyes that seem to want to do something.

"Yu, I have to ask for an answer." Lambert said sternly: "I can ignore why you disappeared before and where did you go after disappearing, but I want to know and also have to know what happened to you now? I want to make sure you fine."

"..." The black cat always had a feeling that if he didn't respond, this matter would get worse.

"So, my dear Yu, this is one last little warning. I've made sure you understand every word, and now I ask, you nod or shake your head." Lambert let the black cat go, " Otherwise, I can't guarantee that anything will happen to the werewolf group, especially the Wiggins family."

"Meow."

The cat drooped down his ears, as if "you ask".

Anyway, it's the last day to go to work today, and it has to ensure that there will be no bigger problems.

"One, can you turn back into a human by yourself?"

The cat shook his head quickly.

Lambert narrowed his eyes again, the silver frame reflecting cold light, "Don't lie, I can see it."

"..." What kind of humanoid lie detector are you.

The cat nodded aggrieved, and always glanced at the fragments in Lambert's chest pocket.

"Second, are you with the werewolf now?"

nod.

This can't be lied at all, the wolf smell on his body can tell.

After getting this answer, Lambert's eyes seemed to be more complicated, and he didn't continue to speak for a while.

From the perspective of the black cat, it seems to mean "I didn't take care of you well, you have to find someone else".

It shook its head sharply, throwing these strange thoughts out of the cat's influence. Why do you see these people look more like cat slaves after they become cats? Is there any cure?

Silence fermented in the air.

At this time, I heard Lambert slowly say: "Third, can you stay when you come back this time?"

The black cat did not respond.

There is no doubt in the tone, as if the result has been known one step in advance.

In the silent confrontation, the black cat slowly shook his head.

It's going away soon.

As it once said in the jungle city, when it really wants to go, it can't stop it.

Now there are only pieces left.

Silence again.

Seeing such a reaction, Lambert sighed silently.

He understood everything, but couldn't do anything.

It was only a few hours ago that Smollett was willing to inform him. He arrived as soon as he received the news, and what he saw was the blood on Smollett's body, grinned, and said, "I think I found him." . But Smollett had to go back to recover his body before he could do what he was doing, so he could only reluctantly hand over the fragments to him, leaving a sentence, "He will definitely come back to get it, and this will keep him."

If Smollett were there, it wouldn't be such a scene at all. The biggest disagreement between him and Smollett will always be about "how to keep people behind". Smollett will always go his own way, take his own way, and even if he has improved, he can't hide his true nature. But what about him...he's different. He hopes to hear the person in front of him say "I'd like to stay" in person one day.

Under the gaze of the black cat, Lambert reached into his chest pocket and touched the golden fragment. At the same time, he seemed to feel the frequency of his heart beating through his flesh and blood.

Could this really keep him? What a great temptation. Even he needs to use all his judgment to make the right decision.

He was hesitating and struggling. Since Smollett's way is doomed, what about him? He used to think he was infallible, but now the naked reality lay before him.

The black cat whimpered softly.

It also seems to understand something.

A pale hand slowly stretched out in front of it, spread out the palm, and the golden shards lay quietly on the pattern of the palm.

"Yu, if you really want it, take it with you."

The cat's eyes also became complicated.

It wanted to succeed, but never thought to do it this way.

"I didn't stop you once, and I know there won't be a second chance." Lambert's tone was calm, and he knew this better than Smollett.

The black cat's claws went up and placed on the debris.

It didn't want to continue to waste time, but it didn't pass away immediately.

Throughout the conversation, Lambert kept one knee on the ground and kept his eyes low, as if communicating with a real cat on an equal footing.

Now, the black cat put its paw on his hand, as if finally willing to give some kind of positive response.

"Will it be the same as last time? Are you going to disappear suddenly?" Lambert chuckled, "Is it the magic of the mage, or the miracle of the gods?"

A little warm touch was transmitted to his palm through the little plush claws.

"Meow meow."

Thank you anyway.

Although it feels like you know too much, it looks so dangerous.

This is what the default means.

"Yu, if you can really change back into a human being, would you like to change back once before disappearing again?" Lambert touched the top of its head with his other hand, as if he touched another person across a certain boundary. A man with soft black hair.

"I will close my eyes, if only for a moment."

As he said, he closed his eyes.

The silver-white hair color always seems to make people very quiet, and the hair is scattered around the neck, like snow falling on the body. There is a certain kind of devotion in the look of closing eyes, as if facing an illusion that opening them will be destroyed.

He put the final choice in the hands of the black cat, without any intention of coercion, it all depends on what the black cat thinks.

"Let's go now?" Lin Ling at the other end reminded in a low voice.

The black cat needs to raise its head slightly to look at this blood clan. It has been assimilated too much by the characteristics of the cat itself. Looking at the figure of the other party, it seems to be taller.

Perhaps also because of being assimilated by cats, this creature was taken care of for a while as if it wanted to repay the other party, and left indifferently, not like something that a well-cared-for cat could do.

And it doesn't know how many times it has sighed with the same question: everything about this game is too real.

True or false, the cat is also very troubled.

"Go." It said to Lin Ling.

Almost instantly, the black cat disappeared, along with the golden shard in Lambert's palm.

The huge basement seemed to be placed in a cold ice cave, completely quiet, and there was no life at all.

The blood clan, who silently closed his eyes, seemed destined to be disappointed. He didn't wait for anything, not even the feeling of touching someone's fingertips and passing away.

He opened his eyes and unconsciously folded his palms. It's like throwing a stone into the water, but it doesn't cause any ripples.

But at this moment, he touched something again.

There is something in hand.

Only then did Lambert see that something that would disappear as soon as the wind blew was lying quietly in his palm.

Pale hands, pure black fluff.

Lambert chuckled involuntarily.

This soft touch seemed to scratch his heart, and even his eyebrows softened a little.

Black cat, no, Yu Yuan left something, like a gift to make a deal with him. This is not left unintentionally, but a bunch of them are neatly placed here.

Lambert could almost imagine the black cat, with its clumsy claws, solemnly placing such a thing here, with his eyes closed.

——What remained in the palm of his hand was a small pinch of cat hair.