Chapter 1755

Song Qingyuan, who was walking beside her, showed a ferocious smile, and said sarcastically, "Hehe, I can't help it at last! Let's go, I'm going to reveal the true face of his devil!"

After speaking, Song Qingyuan pressed the fingerprint lock and opened the door of this biochemical room, revealing a small room covered by bulletproof glass.

This small room is semicircular, and the situation inside can be seen through the glass.

Lu Hui'er timidly followed Song Qingyuan and walked in, her eyes widened from being shocked by what she saw.

In this small semi-circular room, Dalbe, who she had been worrying about for half a month, was locked up impressively.

He is tall and his limbs are bound by thick and heavy iron chains. The suit on his body has already been torn to pieces, and it is covered with dried blood.

If Dalbe was a melancholy and noble prince before, now he has been tortured by chains and lynching and lost half his life.

He was dying and his eyes were half-closed, the blood on his shoulders rolled down the ragged shirt and wet his knuckle palms.

The bloody handprint that scared Lu Huier just now belonged to Dalbe!

Tears instantly blurred Lu Hui'er's vision. She had imagined countless possibilities, but she never thought that she would meet such a distressed Dalbe.

How many times had he been lynched before he could be tortured into this miserable appearance of neither human nor ghost? !

What the hell did these people do to Dalbe? !

"Dalbe, Dalbe!"

Lu Huier rushed towards the semi-circular glass room, slapping the bulletproof glass desperately, "Dalbe, who locked you here? Tell me who?!"

In Lu Hui'er's memory, Dalbe was always an elegant and dignified gentleman, how could he turn into such a miserable and embarrassing appearance?

This kind of him made her unacceptable, she just felt like two fire holes were burned out in her heart by tongs, the pain was almost suffocating!

"No need to shoot, this is the frosted glass with the best sound insulation, he can't hear you or see you inside!" Song Qingyuan stared resentfully at Dalbe who was locked in the glass room, his fierce eyes were like sharp knives , I can't wait to poke a few holes in Dalbe's body.

Lu Hui'er turned to look at Song Qingyuan in shock, shook her head and asked, "Song Qingyuan, what did you do to Dalbe?!"

"What did I do to him?!" Song Qingyuan's eyes were terrified, and he asked Lu Hui'er sharply, "Why don't you worry about what Dalbe did to me?! He is not a normal person at all, so what can I do to him ?!"

"No! That's not the case!" Lu Hui'er shook her head desperately, with tears in her eyes, she could hardly see Song Qingyuan who was opposite her, "You must have done something to him, otherwise why would he be dripping with blood?!"

"What a blood dripping! Sister, when my grandfather was lying on the ground dying, did you notice the glaring red blood? One drop, one drop, warm and slowly dripping down, what kind of blood is that?!"

As Song Qingyuan said, his ferocious expression went completely mad, and he pounded the semicircular frosted glass in front of him heavily.

"All of this is due to the devil inside! I will make him pay with blood!"

Seeing the crazy Song Qingyuan, Lu Hui'er felt a chill down her back.

In her memory, Song Qingyuan has always been a shy junior with a courteous and kind attitude, always gentle and refined.

But now standing in front of her is a soul distorted by hatred.

"Qingyuan, you believe me, he is really not the murderer who killed Professor Song. Please give me some time, and I will definitely find you the real murderer!" Lu Huier said eagerly, her eyes fixed on the tortured person. Living in Dalbe, his heart ached almost to burst.

Dalbe could have left without concern, but stayed because of her begging, and now he is tortured into this miserable appearance of neither human nor ghost.

All this fault is because of her!

If she hadn't told him not to hurt anyone, with Dalbe's ability, would he really be trapped in this small place? !

Lu Hui'er knew better than anyone else that it was impossible!

At Yun Haotian's wedding before, none of those heavily armed hot weapons could trap Dalbe, and naturally the small cage in front of him couldn't imprison him either.

The reason why he didn't just walk away is to keep the promise he made to himself...

"Song Qingyuan, open the door and let me in, I will prove to you that he is not the devil who killed your grandfather at all!"

Lu Hui'er tightly grabbed Song Qingyuan's white coat, eager to rush in, to confirm the extent of Dalbe's injury.

Song Qingyuan was unmoved, but indifferently pressed the button on the semicircular glass, his voice was extremely cold-blooded, "Senior sister, recognize the reality! He is a bloodthirsty demon at all, and he should have been destroyed by humanity a long time ago! I will unravel his bloodthirsty nature with my own hands now, and let you see his brutal true face!"

With Song Qingyuan's fingers slightly exerting force, the chains in the circular glass room gradually tightened, and Dalbe, who was still drooping his eyes, immediately raised his head, his eyes had already turned blood red.

And in this small glass room, white gas is slowly escaping from the semicircular roof.

Lu Hui'er tugged on Song Qingyuan's white coat nervously, and asked with great concern, "Song Qingyuan, what do you want to do to Dalbe? What are those gases?!"

Song Qingyuan stood straight, but his eyes were extraordinarily cruel, "It's the smell of my artificially synthesized blood, which is released every day for Dalbe to enjoy, which makes him very eager but he can't get it anyway."

As Song Qingyuan's voice fell, Dalbe, who was still sleepy just now, became furious.

His handsome face quickly became distorted and ferocious, and the veins on his forehead were even more violent, and he opened his mouth wide and roared desperately.

The sound insulation ability of the round glass is very strong, and it successfully blocked Dalbe's roar.

But even so, Lu Huier still clearly felt Dalbe's pain.

His arms were waving wildly, and his sharp claws were out of order, even if they scratched the skin of his body, he would turn a blind eye.

And what is more cruel than this is Dalbe's ferocious fangs that are quietly swelling!

Dalbe seemed to know that it was the gas in the air that drove him mad, he clenched his thin lips like crazy, but he couldn't stop the crazy growth of fangs.

Soon, his thin lips became blood-stained, and even his fangs were soaked in blood into bright red.

"See if there is no senior sister? He is a vampire through and through! The smell of human blood will make him crazy to the point of being irrational, and you are still protecting him! I..."

"Boom!"

Before Song Qingyuan's furious accusation could be said, Lu Hui'er received a heavy knife on the back of the head.