The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

On a new day, the citizens of Patton witnessed the "miracle"-the air of Patton was filled with milky fragrance. In parallel with the miracle, it is the vote of the leaders who decide the city for the next four years.

Different races and different families, the citizens of Barton watched the morning news under the package of milk: the voting will last for three days, and there will be five polling points in the entire city of Barton, the west and north districts. Two each, one in the Southern District. What's more special is that this voting, citizens who have the right to vote can still get a travel allowance when they go to the polling place. Not much, just a few dolphs, which is a fare, and a Patton badge. Used, probably the cost of a few cents.

In fact, it ’s wonderful. There is no regime that rewards or compensates citizens for exercising their power. I do n’t know if it ’s the idea of ​​the city ’s neuropathy ... the effect is, there is—

"Oh ~ look at that badge ~ so cute ~ I want one ~" Louise shook the cup in her hand.

Zac raised his eyebrows, "I want one too ~" and shook his cup. "Let's take a James ride and go out and vote."

"Okay ~" Louise lowered her head and listened for a moment, then pushed Zac. "James is finished, let's go down."

Zac nodded and followed.

The people who came out of the restaurant were James, Benjamin and Murphy.

Zac told James his willingness to hitchhike to vote. James said nothing and was not prepared to participate in the weird seat allocation-Benjamin and Murphy were also going to vote ... It was Benjamin preparing to go, yesterday was intentionally by Benjamin Murphy, who had been hanging out for an afternoon, decided to obey Benjamin's rules of trust and followed.

After a period of eye contact, Murphy was thrown onto the co-pilot, with Benjamin, Louise and Zac in the back seat.

Before James left Grand, Alice asked Zac which polling place he was going to. Zac intends to answer the nearest polling station set up in the Southern District Police Station. But considering not wanting to give James the chance to be a demon in the Southern District Police Station, he replied "North District Municipal Government."

"Oh, Kyle can vote, but we will probably go to the nearby Back Bay Community College to vote."

Be informed.

Zac didn't respond anymore to signal that James was driving.

The ride was quite quiet due to Murphy's presence, and there was nothing to talk about.

Instead, after entering the North District, when passing the Mary Church, Zach saw the clergy of the Mary Church, in collaboration with the staff of Quinn and Smith Group uniforms, led a group of homeless people to the city government .

Zac had to urge James to hurry up. Zac didn't want to be robbed by this huge flow of people to delay time.

The city government and the North District Police Station are not far away. Zac thought that James who had been delivered would go directly to work. He did not expect James to walk with them after grabbing a parking space.

The main entrance of the city government is no longer visible. It is blocked by huge banners and juxtaposed desks. The municipal square in front of the building is emptied to accommodate citizens who come to vote.

Zach and his team moved forward in a long human team, not slow. I feel that the whole process won't take long ~

"This is my first time voting." James said something surprising.

"You're lying." Zac didn't ridicule or anything, seriously questioned.

"I don't have it. I went to the military academy when I had a memory and let me join the army. I never chose anything. I just got orders and executed them."

Okay, so James voted, all he said was, um, a special case-the kind of rights that citizens have are diminished by other things that he can't detect.

Louise is very caring, "It's my first time ~" caters to James's experience.

James glanced at Louise, "What is your reason, are you also in the military school." This is a joke ~

"Oh, no, I make money on the street and feed myself ~" We ... just joke about this, after all, it feels like that is Louise's past life.

Those who should n’t have come to cater to this dialogue also said, "I never voted." Murphy.

No one cares. So she said to herself, "But I have controlled the voting results, remember, husband, the elections we have controlled together."

James stared at Zac. Zac was very speechless, "Are you serious, James, are you going to find fault with me for the election hundreds of years ago?"

James withdrew his gaze and pushed the passerby in front of him, "Follow up, go forward."

The team went on.

Benjamin said, "You don't think there are too many people." Frowning, "Better than four years ago."

"Of course there are more." Zack shrugged. "Barton has too many people."

Yes! It is undeniable that Barton died a lot of passers-by in this year, but there are more passers-by who came to Barton from various places. It was in this team that there were Indians who Zac and Benjamin had not seen, people with republican faces, and guys who did not know where the dialect was.

"Did you give me a souvenir from the vote four years ago?" Uh, Louise's only concern.

"No," Zach shook his head. "It seems that there is a vote proof, somewhere in my office ..." Zac recalled his face.

"That's probably gone." Louise shrugged with a smile. "Remember, when Grande renovated, the old things were cleared."

"It's a pity." Zack sighed casually. Because, there is nothing to regret, right.

The team seems to be over. James was at the front, registering the document representing him as a citizen of Barton as required, and received an envelope from the civil servant, "Thank you for coming, please go to the right, follow the signs to the filling area, and then ..."

Tension or other emotions, James waited for Zac and they all got the envelope, and then went to the filling area under Zac's speechless guidance.

There is no longer a team, the flow of people is loose, and they are looking for tables and chairs to complete the voting option.

Murphy didn't get the envelope, we don't have to guess whether Murphy has the identity of a settled citizen of Patton. After all, what kind of hidden Assamite clan existence system in her mouth is still unknown. We only need to know that she doesn't It would be stupid enough to show her 'legal' identity information in front of James.

Murphy chose to watch Benjamin fill in and simply narrate, "The choice is only three people." Then listened to the whispers of other voters, "No one knows the other two except the first current mayor Anthony. "I also glanced at James." Some people said that if the detective named Lance was still a candidate, it still felt like a click. "Then he looked at Zac." Others said that if Esra was still a candidate ... "

Uh, whatever Murphy said, who cares about her!

It seems that this is not a good description, but after filling in the ballots, you can take turns in and out of a long closed room like a public toilet, and you can go through the last step and complete the vote.

Before finishing the vote, with a little sense of ceremony, James looked at the badge attached to the ballot envelope.

Others are doing the same thing. Benjamin threw the badge in his hand and stuffed his pocket. Louise squeezed her badge and Zac took each other and asked, "Can I wear it for a few days ~"

"Can you bring a few days?"

*!

There are two reasons for this curse in my heart. One, Louise and Zac. Second, someone exploded.

After the radiated blood clot completed only half a parabola, the world changed.

Murphy stood beside Benjamin. "There are only three people." Then he listened to the people around him and looked at James. "Someone said that if the detective named Lance ..." Murphy shut up. Then, his eyes were not focused, and he opened his mouth again, "What happened."

"Hey." Zac pouted, "Don't panic, we all ate today, let's stay where we are, and wait for Walter to save us."