The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"What is he doing?"

Grande's backyard is surrounded by four-sided light sources. These are the living area to the south, the Benjamin warehouse to the west, the main Grand building to the north, and moonlight to the east.

With light, you can be seen. James ran laps in these four directions. I did n’t say anything symbolic, he just ran there, running steadily with the thin heat evaporating from the skin with fine sweat beads.

Tell me about James's gaze. First of all, there are eyes on the moon looking at this world, don't fight with me, I don't listen. Then, naturally, the Grande employees came from the living quarters, and they only watched James run for one reason-when did the detective get out?

The person who might answer this question is the glance of Grande's back porch, Zach. Zac and Louise are watching the moon, mainly because Alice and Maya dominate the TV. Zac will not answer any questions from employees in the living area, but will answer Benjamin's questions.

Oh yes, the top question was asked by Benjamin. Standing with Murphy at the gate of the warehouse, James asked this question as he ran back and forth over them over and over again.

"Running." Zack's answer was too practical.

"I'm not blind, why is he running?" Benjamin asked before running to himself again in James.

As if Benjamin's voice needed to be 'carried', James went around 90 degrees, and when he ran in front of Zac, Zac replied, "Let yourself exhausted." Zac's eyes followed James The scholar stayed away, "He is adjusting his work schedule."

"Is this useful?" Benjamin pouted, "The physical energy consumed by awake and the physical energy consumed by exercise are two things."

Is it two things? Uh, this question is too deep ... low-level, here is not unknown to people.

"He was tired, he slowed down." Louise judged James' speed very objectively.

"Hey, human. It's only a few kilometers." Zac.

"Okay, he was already weak. He was just kidnapped for so long, his body is still recovering ..." Louise raised an eyebrow and looked at the moving James. "Look, the speed is back ~ Come on! ~ James ~ "

Zac also "Come on ~ James ~ Pay attention to breathing, exhale-inhale- ~"

Just like someone set fire behind James' buttocks, James passed the living area, passed Benjamin, passed Zac ... at the maximum speed he could reach. The only two people who cheered for him cast a terrible gaze, and then slowly, gasping, and bumping towards the moonlight.

Promise me, don't let anyone watch when you run.

"If you need sleeping pills, I have." Benjamin yelled at James.

James turned back helplessly before he could answer.

"It's too early, Benjamin." Intercepted by Zac, everyone should guess what the sleeping pills in Benjamin's mouth actually meant.

The conversation in the backyard stopped for a while, only James's footsteps, stepped down the moonlight, stepped on the gaze of the living area, and came to Benjamin, "Why, what, too, early ..." . Hey, human.

Benjamin's reply was a sideways gesture towards Zac.

The footsteps of stable frequency reduction approached Zac.

"I'm going to tell you when you end the vacation."

"Now!" Does this answer mean? It is tomorrow that James will begin formal work.

"Okay." Zac nodded. "Wes is working on the case. A 'sleeping pill' called 'Little White'." Zac compared the gesture with quotation marks.

"Keep up, me!" James gave the order.

Zac complied-stepped down the back porch, followed the normal walk on the outer circle on the side of James, and followed each other's running. "Wes left some police information. In my office, if you want to see ..."

"Police, information? You, now, just tell me?"

"Hoo—suck--" Zach first reminded James of the correct way of exercising, then, "You have enough things to focus on, I don't want to distract you."

"You mean, Grand, here, bad thing ?!"

"I mean Kate." Zac glanced at James. Are you ruining me? Then do n’t blame me for going back.

James gave up running, and his speed was not as good as two feet touching the ground at the same time. Instead, Zack pushed James' back—the two were passing by the living area.

Zac looked at the eyes in the living area, pushed James, and walked through this paragraph as soon as possible on the premise that James did not fall. "The sleeping pill called" Xiao Bai "is a kind, which is extremely harmful. Medicine. "You can understand the reason why Zack does not want to say this in front of the living area, I don't explain it.

"drug-??"

"More dangerous than Valmina." Benjamin said as he passed Benjamin.

James stared at Benjamin with his head turned away, and was pushed forward by Zach. "Benjamin made a move, died a few hours, and was resurrected."

James looked back at Zac.

Zac is already immune to James ’s sight. If he ranks all the people in Zac ’s life who have absolutely focused on himself, James will probably be after the three-digit number. "It seems to have an effect on humans. Same. Let people die for a few hours and then be resurrected. "

"You have to tell him the" dangerous "part ~" Louise reminded when passing Louise.

In the same way, James ’s eyes were fixed on Louise, and then Zuck was pushed away to the moonlight. "These hours of death are the time for the vampire to pass on. The soul appears and will soon leave the body and complete the new life form- Earth-bound transformation. Normally, this is only a short moment. But for the user of Xiaobai, it is a few hours. "

"Danger??"

"How can man be sure that another person is dead?" Zack asked back.

"Breathe! Pulse!"

"Yes, you won't stand on the ground and wait for the earth to appear, right?"

"*! Of course not!" What are you waiting for, invisible things?

Zac shrugged. Do you want to make it clearer?

Forget it, just when James ’brain is deficient in oxygen, forgive him now that his IQ is good," With 'Little White', it is equal to this, this is a world where only aliens can tell whether a person is really dead, you Do you understand? "

James's breathing is like this-suck, suck, suck. Only enter, not out of breath.

Zac patted James's back intimately, "Exhale, exhale, James."

"But I tell you this kind of thing. Just know what the police know. In addition to knowing the existence of" Little White ", and it is a drug that illegally circulates in Barton with the effect of sleeping pills, I do n’t know what it means. "

James grabbed Zac's hand and spooked the weird action, but James probably didn't notice his behavior, "What does the police know ?! What is Wes checking?" James just recovered a little bit. The energy of the child is used to explode, this guy really will not save.

"Be quiet." Zach pushed James again and walked quickly through the living area. "I know enough, such as the circulation and marketability of sleeping pills. Be calm, James." Zack continued , "The place to trade 'Xiaobai' is an underground club in Becky." After Benjamin, he cast a bunch of expressionless eyes, "Two people who can confirm that the transaction in 'Xiaobai' is dead, this is the police Case, murder. "

As Zac walked by, Benjamin answered, "Not the ancestors office."

Zac looked back at Benjamin, "Thanks for the information, I will tell Wes." No longer looking at Benjamin, to James, "Something wonderful is that this club belongs to Lydia Smith."

"Smith's sister is selling" Little White "?"

"Can you be patient." Zach slowed down his walking speed toward Grande intimately. "Lydia didn't know that she had this club before the murder."

"Huh! Just like she didn't know what Rimmer was before and she got together with Rimmer!" Is this James's evaluation of the second generation of the rich in Barton West.

Zac turned his head and did not respond. "The murder, the two related deceased, the real person in charge of the club, the manager who really knows what happened in his club, is missing. The police and Smith signed a cooperation agreement ..."

"What ?!" James' excitement just ...

"Uh." It was Louise, looking at James passing by, "You are listening to Zac giving you a briefing on the police case, can you be more tolerant to others."

James stopped talking. Oh, because all the jokes are on him. Why bother.

"I'm very optimistic. The police force and Smith's resources should have a very good result in this case." Zack greeted the moonlight. "And I promised that Wes would help if I was needed."

James's eyes scratched Zac again. Follow him, anyway, the human gaze has no lethality for vampires.

Zac walked around with James again by 90 degrees. In front of the living area, "Actually, you don't have to go back to the police station in such a hurry, you can adjust it for a few more days."

"I need it!" James sullenly, why? "I need to let the West see me! I need to let them see my influence! My potential! What I mean here! More than my father!"

Ideal, or goal. After all, whether Kate is safe in the middle depends on James' threat to his father, isn't he? And James continued to practice day and night in Grandry, huh, huh, it won't help the status quo, right? He needs to go to work and continue to be Patton's "star detective", weaving his own bright future. Used for comparison.

Zac nodded, "But out of the agreement between the police and Smith, you should be prepared. No matter how the case is resolved in the end, you probably won't get the attention you expect." Imagine there is- Many of Smith ’s illegal acts will be exempted by the police, and the way to exempt the responsibility is to help the police cover up the details of the case. “I support your comeback and go back to work, but I do n’t actually support you to waste time on this case. So I ’m not going to tell you this now. "

"Then you intend to tell other people, such as Weiss," Xiao Bai "judges the true meaning of death to humans and aliens ?! Good question.

Zac glanced at James and shook his head. "No, he wouldn't understand. He didn't realize that this would bring alienation to humans and humans. You can." He added with a smile. "Now you, can "Comfort, yes, comfort. James's worldview, finally, opened.

But the character is not saved. James glared at Zac, "Don't say it seems that other races are higher than human beings! I don't think there are a few other races outside of you who understand the meaning of 'Little White' !!"

"Hey! That's the benefit of living under the roof of Toledo, isn't it ~" Zack laughed and said a very real joke.

No matter what emotion is used, Grand's master tells a joke, everyone should accompany laugh, polite, disgusting, sincere, desperate ... whatever, but, laugh! However, some people want to destroy the atmosphere.

Toledo's wife, Murphy, spoke when James and Zac passed by again, "What is this."

Is this a question?

"This Detective James Lance, is it your son?" This is the question, "You are here, nurture him."

Zac didn't plan to take any Murphy words, and walked through without a loss of speed.

James stopped-Louise said to James that he wanted to find out the details of Murphy. Zac started to play the silent game, and only the people around him had to do it.

"Do you have any children, Murphy." James looked at Murphy and did not stop Zac from returning to the back porch.

Murphy ’s question should have been asked of everyone, but Benjamin, Louise, and Zac did n’t speak. She could only look at James, “No, Zacary is sterile, he did n’t tell you. What. "

Uh ... tell ...

This ... leaked a certain--

"He told you?" James looked at Murphy. "When? Did you find that your stomach hasn't moved after you got married for a long time? Did you ask? Is it because your family puts pressure on you? Friends ? Society? That era? So you asked? "

Murphy ... raised his hand and pinched his hair. "It's none of your business, detective."

"It's okay." James looked at Murphy. "But I'm going to work tomorrow. I need to warm up, physically and mentally." Please scratch James. James took a step back and circled the Grand backyard. "I can run, physically, I can solve it myself. But mentally, you are my warm-up object." James felt his pocket and the badge shook. Come out, "So when I ask you a question, you better answer, Murphy Moriarty Assamite, whatever the hell, lady."

Also need to recall that James originally threatened Murphy, relying on the legality of the thirteen clan vampire status? Haha, no need.

Murphy pinched his hair, "Yes, I asked, when I discovered that I had never been pregnant."

"Then he told you why he was infertile ..." James shook his hand quickly, "No, no, better, he told you why he couldn't make children with humans, right? He told him, It ’s a vampire, right? "

Murphy's hair was pinched off. Yes, I pinched it. "Yes."

"Then, from then on, your marriage went to hell, right?" James shook the badge in his hand.

"Yes."

"Huh, guess what? You still can't make children. You ran back to **** yourself, and good luck." James turned and walked ... No, he ran again, in a circle, a circle Son, two laps ...