The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Early in the morning, James opened the curtains. ? Eight?? One? Chinese website www.81zw.com? The rain continued, the rapid noise did not disturb, but let the dull head quickly wake up. The beer last night did not make James feel hangover, but his thoughts are very clear now.

First, James opened the door of the guest room, Zac was gone, and a note was left at the table.

"The bed is very comfortable and you borrowed your car."

The note was crumpled in the palm, and James took a deep breath. Yesterday, after Zac did n’t drive, James did n’t know what it was because of it, and he said, ‘You can spend the night here’. So under the vampire's profound eyes, Zac occupied the room.

The bed in the room was made as if no one had slept, which was the only comfort. James calmed down and looked at the living room on the first floor. The **** that was messed up by the otakus that Fitz played off last night has been completely cleaned up. James frowned, did Zack do it?

The vampire in the impression is indeed a very tidy guy. James shook his head and decided not to want it.

"Coulson. It's me, Lance." James took the phone. "Can you come and pick me up? My car is lent to my friends ..." James's mouth was soft.

"Ha ha ha! Of course, wait a minute. ??? August 1st? Wenwen.ww.81zw.com?"

James' face was a little crooked, and he knew what his partner was laughing at. In gatherings with colleagues, Curson often jokes about James instead of overeating, but 'Lance's fantasy friends'.

Detective Coulson would say to his colleagues in a ridiculous tone, "This guy often disappears mysteriously! I don't know where I went! Then ask him and he will say, go see a friend! Who have you seen? His friends ?! None of them! "

At this time, only one person would speak for James. A policewoman, Emma Farrell (Vol. IV, Chapter 23), "Sergeant Lance has friends! Benjamin! Right? "" The policewoman would pretend to be casual, and asked by the way, "Yes. How is he doing?"

Therefore, our James Lance can only recognize.

After finishing, Coosen's whistle sounded downstairs. When James got on the bus. Say hello to the **** the co-pilot, this is Coulson's daughter. For some regular family reasons, Detective Coulson's two children are only around, in order not to repeat some bad things. Coulson retained the habit of sending his daughter to school every day.

But when the car stopped at the elementary school, Coulson did not drive to the police station. It turned to the southeast.八 ★ 一 中? 文 ●? Web www.81zw.com ◆

"Where are we going?" James looked at the crooked, receding buildings under the reflection of drops of water outside the window, and asked suspiciously.

"There is" General "." Detective Coulson's tone was not good.

James got on the co-pilot after getting out of Coulson's daughter, so he only noticed that the partner's face was very tired, and Wu Qing's eye bags were hanging on his eyelids.

"What's going on?" James frowned. The original impression of the "general" was just a gang with a gray relationship with the police. But since the last time Zac visited, he has a new understanding of this guy, and he has no self-aware boss of the demon hunter.

Either way. All made James Lance uncomfortable.

Coulson ’s mood was clearly bad, and he clapped his hands on the steering wheel in anger, “He ’s too much! I warned him, do n’t do anything to catch the eye lately!”

"What did he do?" James had a bad hunch.

Coulson waved his hand, "Don't worry, no one is dead." Coulson also almost figured out his partner's character. Although he personally thinks that James' black and white personality is not good for work, there are so many around Guy, sometimes it's kind of comfort. "Last night, several of his men wounded a person. Now the person is in the hospital, which is a bit serious."

He was relieved again and felt uncomfortable. This state of mind is too difficult to speak. James frowned, "These people caught it." Although he didn't want to admit it, James knew that for the guys in the southeast, it was only a few days after he caught it, and he should not let himself Partner is upset.

"That's what makes people irritable!" Detective Coulson showed a trace of disgust on his face. "The guy at the hospital wants to make it bigger! He keeps on asking for compensation and prosecuting!" There was another trace of helplessness on Coulson's face, and he looked at James. They are all admitted directly after being arrested, and all the blame is on ourselves, and we will not continue to pursue them! But the problem is here! They all confessed! Once the guys in the hospital are in trouble, they all need to compensate!

James's hand rested on his forehead. He was disappointed that he was like a policeman and immediately understood the problem.

this is very simple. People who are beaten up often think they are unlucky because no one will beat them up for no reason. Everyone has their own problem. It is not the person who perpetrated the violence but the problem itself that caused someone to perpetrate violence on you.

So guys like ‘general’ who provide means will always exist, and sometimes they will get stuck between the two sides of the problem and become providers of police information.

The problem now is that the beaten guy pointed his finger at the ‘general’, and the ‘employer’ who was providing the means in the middle was pulled to the stage. Do you think ‘general’ will let the guys in the hospital make troubles and bear the blame? If so, his nickname can be discarded in the trash can.

"Who are the people in the hospital?" James was disappointed in asking this question, but there was no way. The police station needed a gray professional who was willing to provide clues from time to time. So James is now thinking about whether he can shut up the unreasonable guy in the hospital. Otherwise, it's really out of control. The detectives of these two homicide groups will really come in handy.

"Nothing!" Kossen waved his hand irritably, his tone more angry. "No job, no place to live, nothing! This is the worst case! He has nothing to worry about!"

James shook his head. It was indeed the worst case. This kind of person had no worries at all. It was all in one life, doing whatever he wanted, "name."

"Wells."

"Wei ..." James's face went dark, "Wells, you say."

"Yeah." Detective Coulson felt his partner's mood change and turned his head suspiciously, "Do you know the name?"

James leaned back in his chair and looked up at the city of Barton in the rain. "No, I have never heard of it." (To be continued.)