The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

In the afternoon funeral, everything is simple. From the Church of the Son, Father Dans came to the tomb to say a prayer, and the burial ceremony began.

Zach was watching the ceremony, looking at Mother Teresa's look. It didn't seem to know that Daisy was already in hell. She was about to remind, "Sister, Daisy ..."

"In hell, I saw her." The nun seemed to have the ability to predict.

"Then you still look sad?"

"Should I be happy? Among the three girls, Daisy is the only girl who has recited the sacrament seriously. Now that she is in hell, should I be happy?"

"Uh ..." Zac decided not to disturb Mother Teresa and went back to Grande.

As soon as I got home, I saw a pair of ‘surprise’.

James and Wes are back.

"Newton's ..." Zac also wanted to talk about Newton's situation and was robbed directly.

"What's this ?!" James took today's newspaper and put the social edition pestle in front of Zach. "What did you do?"

Zac lost the desire to chat with these two detectives, "You are free, I have something to do with going out."

Zach really has something to do-at noon, Solin Rymer called and said something happened in the nightclub. Please let Zach check it out.

Zac left, and James and Weiss could not be stopped.

Not to mention the process of moving, when Zac went to the nightclub, he was surprised to find that Benjamin was also there. Zac really had the urge to turn around and walk away, but after being glanced at by Benjamin and snorted, he lost the idea of ​​turning around and leaving, and swaggered into the nightclub.

"What happened?" Zac asked Solin.

It is far from the time for nightclubs to open. There are plenty of light sources in nightclubs. Nightclub venues with atmosphere only under psychedelic lights. Now it looks like a unique landscape ... bar. "Behind, come with me. "

Zac and Benjamin followed, no one looked at anyone.

After a thick door that seemed to intentionally create sound insulation, the three of them came to a corridor with doors with room numbers on both sides of the corridor. Solin took the two people deeper and deeper, "These rooms are places for guests to do things that are not suitable for public spaces."

"Huh, kiln-zi-." Benjamin snorted.

Zac is not as vulgar as Benjamin. There are many places on Becky Street that meet this demand. The opening party of this nightclub has already indicated that its target group is interracial, doing business, and it is too low-level.

Solin continued to explain, "The predecessor of this nightclub, the underground club, used these rooms for various transactions, such as Xiaobai and Valmina, who had traded in these rooms. I am now reusing these rooms. "Looking at Benjamin," No, the kiln-zi-, or the deal. "

Solin pushed open a door and motioned for Zac and Benjamin to enter.

Zach went straight in, but Benjamin looked at the door and pointed at the surveillance camera on the lower frame. "Is this thing useful?" Is a mocking tone.

"It's useless." Solin took the sarcasm calmly. "I can't shoot anything. I've turned off all monitoring and saved a lot of budget." It was a self-deprecating and turned on the lights. "Two Please read for yourself. "

The first thing Zac saw was a rotten meat, and at the same time he could not see the residues of any species. Then he saw an obviously fierce fighting scene-the table cabinets and sofas were destroyed, and the walls were full of depths. Different scratches.

While Zac was still observing, Benjamin had already said a name, "Isn't this Bill ~" Watching Zac prepare to inspect the rotten meat, "I advise you not to touch that thing, it's not easy to wash."

Zac didn't continue to approach the rotten flesh, "Bill? Is this meat Bill?"

Benjamin shook his head, straightened the tattered sofa with a lazy look, and actually sat down. "An interracial Newton has entrusted me a few times."

"Newton's interracial?" Zac looked at Sorin.

Sorin nodded. "On the second day of opening, many strange aliens came, but they were brought by the Baton aliens. As an entertainment occasion, I have no reason to refuse them. I think they are all friends."

Zac had already seen Benjamin's languid expression. Hey, this Alpha was already in front of himself. Zac didn't want to catch up on his own, so he asked Sorin directly, "It sounds like you know what happened."

"I know part, not comprehensive." Since Benjamin didn't mean to talk, Sorin was naturally inclined to ask Zac, "It was Barton's purgatory gatekeeper, Leo, who entered this room with Bill. According to my doorman, Leo left before midnight last night, and the Bill is still here afterwards. ”Sorin added,“ He has gone out to the bar and talked to others, and was seen by many people, so at least last night When Ou left, this Bill was not what he is now. "

"What's Bill." Zac didn't want to guess and asked Benjamin directly.

"Slime."

Zac raised an eyebrow, so it's not a rotten flesh here, it's part of Bill.

Zac motioned to Solin to continue.

Sorin: "Bill entered this room with someone again." Sorin shook his head. "No one noticed whoever." Helplessly pointed to the monitoring of no work, meaning those high-tech things are all Decoration is not useful.

Zach probably heard that Solin had a case here, but the people involved in the case were ... inhuman. So the police were not under Thorin's consideration at all, so he invited two people he felt could best help him deal with it, Zac and Benjamin.

Although he understood the reason why Thorin called himself to come, Zac still had a little doubt, "So, Thorin, what do you want me and Benjamin to do? Find out the truth, or something else?"

"It's something else." Sorin is very direct. "My shop is opened in Barton. The main customer source is also Barton. I don't really care about what happened to me in the" outsiders. "It's a bit too straightforward Sorin looked at Benjamin, "I only hope that my guests, since I am here, this nightclub as a place where they can relax in their spare time, then I hope they will be a little considerate of my work."

Benjamin was also transparent, "understand." He snapped his fingers, "You want me to be Lord Patton, so that the interracial in Patton will not do this kind of thing here, such as the Slime, etc., right? . "

Thorin nodded, hesitated, and finally took a step back, "It ’s not that I do n’t want to do it, but even if it is to be done, at least it will only be heard from me. After all, I am a vampire, or the only Rhymer clan with magic , I can do something for my guests. I do n’t mind helping. ”Show the tattered room.“ Renovation is to be counted in Smith ’s industrial financial records. ”

"Understood." Benjamin snapped his fingers again.

"Then what do you need me to do?" Zac frowned beside him. Zac actually saw it. When Solin invited Zac to a nightclub opening party on Saturday, Zac realized that the Rymer clan was using the nightclub to attract Patton's aliens, which was a rival to Benjamin's city lord. Then looking at Sorin's words to Benjamin, it is clear that Sorin is showing good, saying that Rimmer doesn't mean to compete with Alpha-'You are the boss, any rules related to the alien lifestyle in Barton are boss We do n’t want to be overwhelmed by our work, we are just a small business relying on your breath.

If Zach ran for a trip, just to watch Rimer kneel and lick Alpha ... Zach would rather be harassed by James at home.

Solin watched Zac quiet for a while. This quietness makes Zac a little uncomfortable.

"I just said, these rooms, I used the previous function, provided my guests to complete some transactions that are not suitable for public." Continue to look at Zac, "Transactions between interracial, we used to be hidden alliances Members also know a lot ... "

Zac frowned. This is a fact. The former Secret Alliance did not require the aliens in the central region to follow the rules of the Secret Alliance, or, by analogy with the Magic Banquet, it was the law of the Magic Banquet.

In essence, the Secret Alliance, like any heterogeneous group in the central part, is a non-human group that obtains resources in the same human society.

The transactions between different races refer to resources in human society.

For example, living space, identity, necessities of human life ...

There are many such transactions between heterogeneous ethnic groups. Let ’s take a simple example-an alien who is tired of an identity can sell his identity to another person who needs to do something that seriously violates human law.

The former secret league did not do this kind of thing. If the family is big and the other races are unwilling to sell, then buy, hum, otherwise everyone thinks, how do interracial groups that are essentially the same as other interracial groups so hate? As soon as the Hidden Alliance left, the entire central region immediately celebrated with chaotic scramble for lords ...

Zac frowned because he was unwilling to mention the secret alliance. After all, Zac hadn't done this bad thing for a long time. Zac wanted to use interrupts to remind Solin that Zac had nothing to do with this kind of thing.

Without Zac ’s interruption, Solin continued, “There is a deal that we used to covertly trade with. We deliberately opened our eyes and closed our eyes.” Sorin said that it was another matter entirely. "Vampire blood."

Zac frowned with another expression and looked at Sorin, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't the Secret Alliance have done this kind of thing before?" Thorin pursed his lips, and some didn't quite understand what Zac's question meant to express-"And I remember that most of this kind of thing is Torrido. Behind the silent control. You deliberately release part of the blood of the vampires to the aliens, and then provoke those aliens to fight for the omnipotent healing medicine, let those aliens pay a lot of resources to buy the vampire blood, and then maintain our secret alliance Always occupy the most human resources and maintain a low position. "

Zac opened his mouth ... instinctively glanced at Benjamin on the couch.

Benjamin was completely surprised, making Zac sad.

Zac twitched, "It's all a thing of the past. What do you mean by this?"

Solin felt Zac's discomfort, and some of them were stubborn. "I, I guess, this Bill and Leo are trading your blood ..."

"What?" Zac tilted his mouth.

"After Leo left, didn't this Bill go outside and make a conversation with others. Several Barton aliens have confirmed that he is asking who has the blood of Barton Torrido, and he wants to buy it." Sorin carefully observed Zha Ke's face, "My guess is that the transaction between him and Leo was unsuccessful, and then he returned to the transaction here again without success, and then something happened, and the result of the transaction became like this."

Benjamin interjected. This Alpha, I guess I ca n’t help it, "Well! It should be like this ~ Ha ha, after all, it was only you who gave blood in Barton. Remember Linda and Cliff ’s wedding, but you gave it by hand. A bottle ~~ "

Zac glanced at Benjamin a little somberly, "Those are the blood of the 'General'." The fact, do you remember, Zac forcibly gave blood to the 'General' on the grounds of teaching the 'General' to control self-healing? Zac glanced at Benjamin a little somberly, "Those are the blood of the 'General'." The fact, do you remember, Zac forcibly gave blood to the 'General' on the grounds of teaching the 'General' to control self-healing?

"It's the same ~" Benjamin didn't hide his smile at all.

Zac doesn't want to be in a room with Benjamin. Pulling Sorin out of the room, he adjusted his mood seriously, "You said that Barton's interracial, someone is selling the gifts I gave them?"

Sorin knew this fact would be uncomfortable. "So I want to tell you this." I glanced at the room I had left. "As you can see, I don't care much about what is going on inside." But I think you should know that there is such a thing. "

Zac pursed his lips and thought for a while, "OK, now I know, thank you."

After speaking, Zac also had no intention of saying hello to Benjamin, preparing to leave.

"What do you want to do?" Solindo asked. "Are you going to find that Leo, and ask him why he sells your blood?"

"It's no need to ask." Zac is also straightforward. "He can't use it. If I have a gift that is useless to me, I will also use this gift for something practical." Zac waved his hand and left Paused a bit and looked back at Sorin, "If you can, there will be another transaction of Torredo blood here, can you help me buy it, or ... notify me, I will buy it."

"You want to control Torrido's blood circulation." Thorin was smart.

Zac nodded. "Once this kind of thing was not in my consideration, I don't care about my inexplicable number of sons. Now, I need to think about it and even guard against such things."

Sorin nodded, "I will help you."

Zac also nodded, said no more, and left the nightclub.