The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Zac felt that he should have a gesture—the highest posture in Demon Toledo, so he did n’t call Alan ’s Funeral Home and asked what Arthur meant when he was taken away.

This gesture requires the cooperation of the other party. You behave like a superior, then our inferiors will not bother you with such trivial things. Sure enough, there was no news at all for Alan funeral ~

It was dark.

"Why aren't you off duty yet?" Zac was holding his arms in the barn on the west side of Grande, looking at Cyrus, who was still working.

Cyrus was strengthening the barn, and he didn't know where he got the tin and wood. It was almost refurbished and reworked the whole place. Now, he is really lying on the roof of the barn. Ceres may not be conscious. His eyes are pulling two reddish rays as his body moves.

At this time, Zack was reminded to look up blankly, watching the night, "What time is it?"

"8 o'clock." Zac answered simply, blinking casually to remind Ceres of his own eyes.

"Uh ..." Cyrus rubbed his eyes, looked at halfway through his work, and looked at Zac again, "I'll go back when I'm done ..."

"No." Zach began to walk back and forth in front of the barn. "When you are going to work at Grande, you say you want to be my connection with Nainard. Is that true."

"Uh ... yes." Ceres pouted and jumped down, looking at Zac, "Do you have any real work to hand to me."

"Yes." Zac hugged his arm's finger, beating his own arm. Of course, pacing continued, "I need Nainard to explain in detail why Hamilton wants to take Arthur."

"Okay." Cyrus didn't have a special expression. He slapped his head down and patted the palm of his hand after working twice, ready to leave after work.

Zach ’s pacing did n’t stop either. “I want Nenad ’s explanation.” Zach was emphasizing something, “rather than the report of the Devil ’s operation in Barton.” Confirming that Ceres was looking back seriously, “ Tell Nenad that he will understand what I mean. "

I do n’t know if you understand, anyway, very unexpectedly, Cyrus understands—

"You mean you played with Nainard before ... sorry, that game. He explained the situation, he said his opinion, and then you helped him realize what to do next to benefit the Cappadocia clan. . "

Zac stopped pacing and looked at Cyrus unexpectedly, "Nenad told you this kind of thing?"

A warm topic that the boss urged his employees to go home quickly became serious.

Cyrus shook his head, seeming to soothe his muscles and rubbing his hands. "He didn't 'tell'." He emphasized the tone. For the sake of expression, "I heard it. Those of you in Kozil Interact with him at the apartment. "

Zac opened his mouth, frowning, and walked reasonably toward Ceres. The forced, "You heard." Take it seriously. Don't make any fuss about Zac, "Nenad is here." With whom did you hear these things? "

This is important. Zac at least thought that the relationship between him and Nainad was closed. He helped Cappadocia, and Cappadocia received help. The communication between the two parties does not need a third party to know!

Ceres's instinctive legs softened a bit, but fortunately she didn't fall, looking at Zac anxiously.

Zac pursed his lips and took a step back, "You said."

After the pressure disappeared, Cyrus did not feel relaxed, and looked at Zac obliquely, "Allen hates you."

WTF? ?

Ceres saw Zac's daze sideways and continued. It's really typical, repeat it first, "Allen hates you. But Cappadocia can't hate you." Ceres looked away, and repeated, "Cappadocia can't hate Torredo, you. "Let everyone repay the emotions at this time," Because you are the only ally who helped Cappadocia to improve its status in the feast. So, Cappadocia, we, can't hate you. Love you. "

The latter sentence can be unnecessary. Cyrus probably wondered why he said it and shook his head to continue, "Nenad is telling Alan why we, we Cappadocia can't hate you. So he told Alan, how are you here Kozil helped him when he was in the apartment. Nenad was teaching descendants, I heard it. "

Uh, Zac should think of this. Now there are three Cappadocia in Barton, uh. Sure enough, there are too many bad ideas hidden in a person's heart, which is easy to lose their mind-we should know that Zac's original intention for Cappadocia is not simple. Zac helped Cappadocia in order to make the feast painful.

Zac waved his hand, "Sorry. I overreacted. I thought Nainard was stupid enough to leak the conversation between us to someone like Hamilton."

The apology didn't make Seresto relax. He still kept looking at Zac. He said Zac didn't know how to react. "I wasn't specifically taught by Nenad to love ... I don't hate you. "Weird modification.

Zac pursed his lips, "Thank you?" Simply put, as if Cyrus was saying that he didn't hate him, don't make further assumptions.

"I don't hate you, I don't like you either. I just ..." Cyrus frowned and turned away completely. "Thank you."

Zac didn't want to go into the topic of knowing where it would go. To tell the truth, Cyrus needs too many things for Shezhak, not to mention the latest things, the former mill funeral dispute, the late night courtyard renovation, the jailbreak in the rain ... so simple, "No thanks. You should get off work Yes, come early tomorrow ... "

"No, there are some things I have to say." Ceres was obviously a little bit excited, but still forced to watch Zac. This situation is easily misunderstood. Fortunately, his words, "When Brill is still thinking about whether to accept Mocavi's, er 'gift', and become a vampire, it is you, the only one who tells Brill, Once she becomes a vampire, she can't go back. "

This is not only impossible to be misunderstood, but also makes people recall the past. That's ... Did Zac just start practicing with Bumi when he dealt with Eli. Remember, Zach walked well on the road, and was discovered by Brill and asked the question, "If I become a vampire, can I still give birth to Cyrus?"

Zac turned his head slightly and looked at his Cyrus. "I don't think I'm the only one. He's probably the only person she asked for advice ..." Zac said what he thought.

"No." Ceres interrupted. "She asked many people." Her mouth was a little helpless. "No one takes it seriously."

Hey. Zac could actually imagine that picture. Brill was like a neuropath, asking people everywhere to become something immortal. Should I agree ... No, Brill was a neuropathy.

Okay, do n’t hurry, just end this topic, "That ’s what I should do, you do n’t have to worry about it. You should really go home now, see you tomorrow."

Ceris nodded, "Let's start by being a good vampire, right?"

Zac was naturally pleased with the handprint he pressed to make an impact, "Yes. Bye."

"Goodbye."

Next, Zac returned directly to Grande.

No need to whitewash anything, Zach's reason for urging Ceres to go home was dissatisfied with the fact that there was no news from Alan's side. The other part is James, who now occupies Grand ’s master bedroom and gets up early in the morning. Zac does n’t want to be Cyrados of Cappadocia and hear his conversation with James.

James returned as if he had been squeezed out 10 minutes ago.

"Stop James at the intersection at six o'clock" is Zach's suggestion to Coulson, isn't he?

Oh, if someone cared, Louise did not return, and the return date was unpredictable. Make sure the wanderers are alive, right?

"Don't you wash your body, you smell bad, and it's the bed of Louise and me that are contaminated." There is nothing wrong with this. James should have not cleaned himself since he was called out by Darcy's phone last night . We have already introduced that vampires have no body odor, but humans do. James is human.

James was wrapped under a heavy quilt. "I haven't changed my clothes." There was no tone. "It was crossed."

Zac had a short embarrassment, "Kim wears it today. Don't be so stingy."

James shrank from the quilt without wanting to speak.

Judging by the shape of Zac's visual inspection, the body under James's quilt was curled. Yes, it is the sleeping posture that is excessively interpreted as a sense of insecurity. Zac is not so boring, he knows that James just dislikes the other space in the quilt is too cold.

So, there is nothing to get used to. Zac pulled the quilt. "It's not time for you to sleep. I will give you a privilege. If you are angry, let it out now. If you drag it to tomorrow morning, I may not care about you."

This is the truth. I have just scheduled an exchange with Cyrus tomorrow morning, and I will not have time to deal with James. Well, what should be solved today, take advantage of it now.

well. James accepted this privilege! A hand pulled the glass that Zucker had left, and he sat up, covering his body against the corner wall, glaring at Zac, "Did you give Curson the bad idea to block me ?!"

"Who else can?" Zac shrugged and couldn't help but notice that James actually went to bed wearing socks. It is said that many people have this habit in winter. But here in James, the plush socks were probably the only barrier to prevent his toes from rushing to fight Zac. The half of the foot exposed on the quilt was ridiculously twisted under Zac's vision.

"I was dragged to the Southern Police Station! Sitting opposite the head of Cologne! I was questioned for more than an hour !!"

Coulson is really unambiguous ~ Zack smiled, "You know I can't sympathize with you. Be conscious and tell the result. The attribution of this self-explosive case."

"What belongs to!" James twitched his lips irritably. "What happened in the North District can only be the case in the North District!" Then he turned his head somberly, "But now it's a joint South-North investigation! "

Zach noticed that Nan was ahead, and the affiliation was already obvious. Needless to say, it was, "So fast?"

"Secretary Cologne called Darcy in front of me !!" James couldn't help but kicked the air with the plush socks. Except for letting cold air leak into the space where he was deadly covered, it had no other effect.

Originally, according to Zac ’s previous ‘habits’, or laws, he always had to correct his name when James called Darcy directly. It's not possible now, for reasons we know, not to say more. I do n’t know if James Cha did n’t notice it. "Since the joint investigation is mainly based on the Southern District, what are the investigators sent by the Northern District?"

James didn't notice it, irritable, "Who can there be, Wes and I in the North District, fully cooperate with the work of the Southern District Police Investigation Team." A glance at Zac, "Guess the South District Investigation Team's responsibility Who is it? "

Zac smiled, "Coulson?"

James turned away and said nothing.

It should be. Ask everyone a question, who discovered this guy, Weiss, to become a detective? It ’s Cologne.

So now James ’s situation is very simple. Although Weiss joined the investigation team as a member of the North District Police Station, did he not go home ~ hehe, the real outsider ~ really worth the excluded person , Only James ~

Zac said comfort that was really unpleasant: "How good ~ It seems that your work has been transferred to the Southern District in time, and now you have a valid reason to rely on Grand ~ It ’s better to go home tomorrow How about a few clothes ~ "

James glanced at Zac somberly, "Go out! I want to sleep!"

"Oh, no." Zach sat down directly in the corner of the bed. "Not so early." Very 'consciously' began to turn over the documents that James had placed on the bedside table and slowly turned it over. I consciously couldn't get rid of him, "It seems that during a day, you haven't made any progress."

Wait a moment, Zac ’s principle has n’t changed in the morning, and he ’s not going to talk about it in Grande about the expansion of his soul that is suspected of targeting his own soul. So, at this point, the direction he was going to take was otherwise pointed out. He was going to ask James when he came back. "After Madison went to the police station to accompany Ms. West, after I left, what did these two say? Any special conversation. "

It was a coincidence, and it just happened to explain why Zach had this question--

The police information Zak found was West's statement:

* I am telling everyone that my friend is the main character of his boss. Write the story of what is happening in the ministry. Very exotic, very fantasy, much like the world in the eyes of a lunatic. It's like fake, but it's all true. Then the man exploded ... *

I ’ve told you already that when Zac returned, he found nothing. The reason is that Zac's purpose is very clear, he wants to know who is the person who blew himself. However, the host of this rally, Mr. Pixar, attached great importance to this sense of ceremonial anonymity. He did not know that Doctor Clown, Vincent, West, who had just participated in the rally for the second time ... did not know. Therefore, the vampires such as Zac who obtain information around interpersonal relationships will find nothing.

Zac has already let go, and, just leave this kind of thing to the joint investigation team. Zac is now concerned that West has maintained consistent testimony against him and the police.

Beware that everyone does not understand Zac ’s concern, and add a little thing. It was in the North District Police Station in the early hours of last night that Zac was given Darcy's privilege to contact all witnesses as a civilian—

"Why I'm not surprised that you will appear here ~" It is West, to Zac, "I have to applaud Madison, he is really committed to putting you in various situations in order to write about your role. What about ... "

Inexplicable?

Um, Zac does n’t understand. At the police station, even when Darcy looked at the 'civilian interrogating civilians' behind a mirror, Zac couldn't understand it.

So ask James now. But ah, James didn't make Zac understand.

"I don't know!" James lay back and curled up, "You just sit there and watch me sleep!"

Based on the fact that a vampire is watching and sleeping here, we can interpret this curled-up sleeping position as insecure.