The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Leaving the apartment building where Daniel lived, James was about to ask Zac where he would go next, but now he was leaning on his back and looking back, the vampire was now holding his little wine bottle, looking forward with a pair of eyes Looked at a bright red drop on the bottle mouth, hanging in the air, just couldn't drip. ? ● ★ 八 ● 一 Chinese network. www.81ｚw.com ▼

Without further ado, James pushed Zac into the back seat and drove to the South.

"Will you keep investigating those lists?" Zacwo asked in the back seat, lascivious.

"I will." James looked at the empty rear-view mirror and answered after thinking about it.

"Leave Grande's phone." Zac leaned back in his chair. He didn't want to talk much now. If it wasn't James's car, he would light a cigarette and make the lethargy feel weaker.

James pursed his lips, neither refused nor agreed. Zac said no more. Looking out the window, it was almost noon. The sunlight penetrated the car window and shone on the pale skin of the vampire. Zac felt the blocked blood flow under the skin and adjusted his breathing.

In the section that has not completely left the North District, large groups of people were crowded on the roadside, ambulances and police cars were parked on the side, and James' attention was completely shifted.

"Stop over there." Zach pointed helplessly at a shadowed street corner, knowing that James wanted to do business.

James turned around and parked his car conscientiously in the alley of the building. Pushed the door open and walked towards the crowd. Eight? One? ■? Chinese network. ww.8.11zw.com?

James looked around, here in the north of Barton, to the southwest and east of Paisin. The most conspicuous building should be the Church of Our Lady of Barton behind the crowd. In the scriptures, Mary is the mother of the Son. Among the various themed churches in the Federation, the Virgin represents the most ‘love’ one.

These people may be worshippers.

James saw Mrs. Coulson outside the crowd. The middle-aged woman hugged her daughter, anxiously looking inside.

"Mrs. Coulson!" James ran over, "What happened ?!"

"Lance!" There was a surprise on Mrs. Coulson's face, "You are here too!"

James inspected the bodies of the two, and there were no injuries. The crowd seemed to be calm, and there was no disturbance. He was slightly relieved, "Where is Coulson? Where is he?"

"He's still inside." Mrs. Coulson grabbed James 'arm and saw that James' face suddenly became tense, realizing that he had made a mistake, "He was not injured and searched and rescued inside."

James Shu breathed: "What happened?"

"The second floor of Mary's Church collapsed." Mrs. Coulson shuddered. "Many people were injured. He, he was organizing search and rescue and evacuation."

"You stay here. Bayi? Chinese? ▼ ■ www.81zw.com ■" James pressed Mrs. Coulson's arm, "I'll help."

Mrs. Coulson nodded, and James had pulled out the badge and drove all the way, drowning in the crowd.

James is not a true believer. Except for the symbolic baptism when he was a child, he did not perform any obligations of believers except for occasionally accompanying his mother when he came to Patton. This is regarded as a tradition.

Mary ’s Church is very large, the largest church in the city of Barton. At this time, the main entrance was closed by the police, and smoke and smoke escaped through the door. James illuminated his badge and walked in. There were a large number of firefighters and ambulancemen in the church, searching for the injured.

James looked up, almost a third of the second floor was covering the first floor. Cement debris continued to fall on the zigzag fractures above the head, the bent steel bars protruded outside, and the concrete blocks attached to the steel bars were suspended in midair.

"Hey!" James' arms were pulled back, and Coulson stared at his young, risky partner: "You stand here and want to die!"

"Uh, sorry." James withdrew a look of surprise, "What's going on?"

Coulson gave James a disdainful glance: "Can't you see it? That's the case! Fortunately, I'm early, I started to evacuate the crowd in advance, otherwise!" Coulson waved his hand, pointing to the second floor collapse A layer of suppression: "Otherwise, a hundred people will see God!"

It must be reminded that Detective Coulson is not a devout believer. When everyone is looking down and praying, he is looking up at the ceiling ...

James had already felt the pride of Coulson and asked helplessly: "I mean, what's going on? Why did it collapse?"

"How do I know!" Coulson raised an eyebrow. "Get the people out first and say that it will be nothing for us in the future."

Coulson is very practical, they are the homicide group, can not manage the accident. Yes, in Coulson's eyes, this is an accident.

James glanced at the two-level collapsed fracture again. I didn't know why. He also looked at the statue of the Virgin at the end of the church. The quiet-looking woman was hugging an infant.

As Coulson said, fortunately he had evacuated the crowd before the accident. The accident did not result in death. There were many injured people, and some people were trampled on in the chaos that followed.

After all the wounded were recorded and the scene was emptied and sealed up for investigation, noon had passed, and James made an excuse to bid farewell to the Cursons and returned to his car parked in the alley.

Zac is already 'sleeping'.

Find a wooden stick to insert into the heart of the vampire, clean up the back seat, and then resign from Barton's job to return to the general's father in order to avoid Grande's pursuit. Such thoughts really didn't scratch James's mind. He moved his car and continued to drive to the Southern District.

On Highway 27, James's car seemed to have a companion, and the old van was printed with the words Barton Telecom.

beep! beep!

The whistle of the van for no reason, side by side with James, put a face in the window: "Detective Lance! Detective Lance!"

James heard the sound and turned his head suspiciously, looking to the side. Obviously lack of exercise, thin body, slightly pale face, messy head, "Detective Detective Lance! It's me! Fitz!"

"Fitz!" James smiled, raising his hand to say hello to the other party, "Work?"

"Yeah!" Fitz was obviously very happy to meet someone he knew and shouted, "Detective Detective Lance! Are you working too?"

"That's right!" James yelled back, and both of them slowed down. The shouting across the car seemed to be a very interesting thing. James's bad mood seemed to be better.

"Detective Coulson? Haven't you all been together?" Fitz is also very enthusiastic. Please understand the socially impaired otaku. For him, it is a magical thing to know the detective, although the process is not very pleasant.

"No! Only me!" James replied, seeming to want to talk a little more, "Where are you going?"

"Ah! There is a place called Grand House to install a new phone!" Fitz said.

James' face stiffened, and a head came out of the back seat. Zac's voice was still soft, "Hey! Let's go together! What a coincidence!"