The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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James gasped, holding the sign on the roadside with one hand and pressing his knee with one hand. He hated this road, more than three months ago, he was beaten to death by gold, and then thrown into the woods and died. Now he was thrown here again by a shadow man.

James didn't dare to waste time. After catching his breath, he looked in the right direction and continued to run. People in the Southern District, especially the closer to the border, people seem to have a very early break, at more than ten o'clock, there is no light!

James recognized the direction of the house under the night. He needed a phone. He needed to find Zac. They needed to tell them that Wandel had left the city of Barton.

After our police detective ran for more than ten minutes on the road, he finally stood in front of a farmer. He opened his mouth wide, and his nose is not working well. To others' homes.

"Who! What time is it now!" The irritable male voice came out.

"Barton Police Station!" James yelled at his undulating chest. "Detective Detective Lance! I need to use your phone! Open the door! Emergency!"

The door was opened, and a frowning man glared at James, but immediately his face became strange, "What's wrong with your nose, are you okay?"

"It's nothing!" James took out his badge and stuffed it directly into the other's hand, shouting hurriedly, "Where is the phone ?! I need to call!"

The man wore only a pair of shorts and his head was messy. He looked at the badge in his hand a little stunned and pointed in a direction, "There."

James rushed straight in, not thinking about the surrounding environment at all, picked up the handset, and started dialing.

Kaka Kaka ...

After a moment, the man seemed a little embarrassed and handed the police badge back to James, who was staring at the turntable of the phone. "Old phone."

James's finger quickly inserted a number, turned around, and then continued to wait, Ka Ka Ka ...

"Who's here. Eight ▲ one ● ■ Chinese? Wen Wang. Www.81zw.com ●" Plain female voice sounded from inside the house.

The man frowned. In response, "A policeman, he was on the phone, he was injured. Brill (Vol. VII, the sister of the person who died in prison. The man is his fiance. He took someone to the mill to ask for burial of Cyrus), Can you bring the medicine chest. "

When James finally dialed the Grand phone, Brill also walked out with a plastic box, sat on the side, glanced at James blankly, opened the box, took out the cotton cloth and disinfectant.

"No, thanks ..." James's polite refusal didn't finish, and his tone became hurried, "Zac! Where is Zac!"

Danny's voice was in the earpiece. It does n’t really matter who they are. They all received a confession. If James calls, the reply is-"You are missing, they are looking for you, you call your own home to see."

James didn't waste time at all, slammed down and hung up, inserted his finger into the dial again, turned it quickly, clicked ...

A cotton cloth smelled of disinfectant was pressed against James' nose. In pain. James instinctively tried to hide, but was held down by a strong man, and Cyrus frowned, "She doesn't like others to refuse. You need to clean the wound."

James glanced at the expressionless woman, her movements were not gentle at all, rubbing around James' nose bridge. James went away with the pain.

The phone was answered quickly, "Zac! Is that you ?!"

"Benjamin." Alpha's voice came from the receiver.

James looked at the woman who was standing in front of herself to disinfect herself, and raised her hand. Covering the phone, "Can you give me some space?"

Brill put down the box directly and walked away. Serris hugged her into the bedroom. "You rest first."

James released his hand covering the microphone. "Benjamin! You must hurry up! The southern boundary of the Southern District! Wandel has left Barton City!" James said quickly. ? August ▲? Chinese network. ww. 八 1zw.com ■

"Yes." Benjamin gave a short grace, "I told Zac."

"Where is Zac ?!"

"Outside, find you." Benjamin maintained the principle of less talk and less mistakes. "Waiting at the same place, he will find you."

"Okay! Come on! I'm waiting!" James nodded, still anxious.

"Something." Benjamin's voice had a hint of unexplained smile, "Your girlfriend came to you, alone, crying, you are not here, and then left."

Georgina! James opened his mouth, "When ?! Uh! It's none of your business!"

"I'm just telling you." Benjamin smiled in the receiver. "I didn't ask anything."

"Tell Zac, hurry up!" James hung up the phone.

"What are you doing?" Ceres blocked the door and pushed back James who wanted to rush out. He frowned and glanced at James's terrible nose. "You have to wait for someone anyway, at least Pack your nose! "

James' voice was very loud and anxious. It was strange to hear this in an old house that was not big. Cyrus did not give James the opportunity to refuse, picked up the cotton cloth, and continued what Burell had put down.

"You should go to the hospital, otherwise your nose will be crooked. I can only help you keep it from getting infected." Serris frowned, but his movements were much softer than Brill.

James looked at the man in front of him. This was probably the only thing he felt warm all day, but the other party was a strong man wearing only an old pair of shorts, which made him feel strange.

"Thank you, I will." James deflected his eyes and tried not to look at the other party, nor to pay attention to the severe pain from the forcible breaking of the bridge of his nose.

"Did you say Zac and Benjamin are Grande's two brothers?" Ceres seemed to hesitate for a long time before asking, he was already bending over and folding the gauze.

James frowned and asked in surprise, "Do you know them?"

"That's right." Ceres pouted and looked, not a happy expression. "How are they related to your detective in the North District?"

Because James was anxious, the police badge that was directly inserted into him seemed to be examined very carefully.

"Uh ..." James became irritable instantly. He now relaxed himself and accidentally said, "Nothing, they are helping." James frowned, "Please don't say it . "

"There's nothing more to say." Serris pouted and impatiently flashed across his face. "Everyone knows that Grande has something to do with the Southern District Police, otherwise there won't be that mill." He looked. A glance at James, "It's just that you are from the North District. I didn't expect Grande to have a relationship with the North District Police." This is already ironic.

James looked at the man in front of him. The other party obviously had any bad thoughts. The impression of Grand House was not good. The tone was full of repulsion.

"They are helping me investigate a case." James stared at Cyrus, who pressed the powdered gauze onto his face, and said seriously, "They are helping as civilians. I hope you can understand these. This cannot be made public, but only in private. Help. This will protect Grande and help the police. The city of Patton will be grateful. "

Think about Grande ’s image in the hearts of the people in the Southern District. For a few years, no one paid attention, relying on the business of prisons and hospitals, plus the government funds to survive. Then, the magical comparison with the carefully operated [Allen Funeral Home], got the cooperation with the Southern District Police Station, and made a big profit in the city government ’s compensation for tomb removal, and was crowned the only one in Barton City. Title of traditional funeral industry.

Perhaps this is just a post-dinner talk, but James did not know that Cyrus and Grande had a private meeting. Therefore, when Cyrus talked about Grande, the tone of subjective prejudice made James only think that such a Grande, in the eyes of some people, does not represent a good meaning.

So, James did something he didn't think of himself, he was explaining it to Grand!

Grand is not a scum of dependence, but is helping people in Button.

Cyrus put a little more effort on his hand, pressed the strip of tape onto James's cheek, frowned, and after a while, he said, "I know, you don't need to explain it to me." Turned around and buckled up the medicine chest, "Okay, you can go."

James irritatedly touched what was posted on his face, and shook his head. Forget it, he really didn't need an explanation. Finally glanced at Cyrus, "Thanks again." Walked out of the opened door.

Zac stood on the roof of Cyrus, watching James lower his head and return to the original road, walking back towards the southern border of the Southern District. The vampire's face was satisfied and disappointed.

Satisfied, of course, James was speaking for Grande, and the vampire ’s teaching to the detective finally came to fruition. To his disappointment, he only realized now that the tone of Cyrus's words said that Grande was like this in the eyes of these humans.

The vampire shook his head, sighed softly, and then smiled again. Well, Cyrus has nothing wrong with Grand's view. Grand's existence is just because of Mayor Anthony. This is the thickest and most solid relationship in Barton City.

Zac moved silently on the roof, helping Serris to flatten some weak tiles on the roof. Then check the surroundings, jump off the house, and easily press the tilted fence back, the straw in the cowshed is evenly scattered, and the leaking pipes are blocked ...

There is no special intention, Zach just needs to kill the extra time when he is rushing to James.

As for Wandel, don't worry that they have escaped too far. Walter had already agreed with Zac. After entering Newton City, he would not drive far, but directly explain everything to the filmmaker who made all this, waiting for Zac to come to the transaction.

So, while James was anxiously pacing back and forth on Highway 27, waiting for Zac to come. The surroundings of Cyrus' house were being repaired by vampires. And Wandel, who was already in Newton City, was staring at Walter, who was extinguishing the fire and resting on the backrest. "Are you serious? Those two ... They, they are willing to help me!"

Please understand that Wandel's excitement is like a fox. Now that two lions are willing to help themselves escape from the tiger, it's a fairy tale. (To be continued.)