The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Outside Barton North District Police Station, two blocks, there is a [Jo’sBaR]. Bayi Middle School ■ 文 ★ ● ■ Net. ww.81zw.com? This is called the police bar, because this is where the police often gather after their work.

"Hey! Lance (James)!" Detective Coulson walked out of the bathroom behind the bar, staring unpleasantly at a trace of water on his pants. Everyone in middle age, you know. Coulson passed by James on the phone and patted his partner's back: "Who are you calling?"

"A friend." James held the microphone. "Help me order a whiskey."

Coulson pouted and pointed his chin at the bar counter: "You heard the word" Boss "! Two glasses of whiskey!"

The guys drew out two glasses with a smile, and the police officers at the bar laughed at Coulson: "Coulson! You have a new boss! How is the treatment?"

Coulson didn't refute. He sat back in his seat and yelled at James who was still on the phone: "Hey! 'Boss'! How are you please today!"

James nodded helplessly and shouted to the police detective in a room: "I will invite you all today!"

Coulson turned his head back with satisfaction, "I see it! The treatment is very good!"

Now, we know what method James used to reverse the bad impression caused by the shape changer gold ...

"You said it was an Indian?" On the other end of the phone, Anthony's voice reached James' ears.

"Yes. I saw his Polo tie, and I confirmed. I just called to tell you that I was going to find this guy." James said quickly, clutching the microphone.

"Don't! Lance! You won't want to be related to the hunter!" Anthony's tone and rush. ?? Eight ◆ One Chinese ▼ Wen Wang www.81zw.com ★

"Why? City ..." James backed his back, covering the microphone tighter and lowering his voice: "Mayor! He has the skills to deal with those things! We need him! He can help us protect the security of Button City!" "

"No! Lance! James! We don't need him!" Perhaps because of the influence here, Anthony's voice was also lowered and shortened: "Trust me, James, the hunters have no respect for the law. They enforce their rules, they are all criminals! Did you forget how he treated you and Coulson yesterday? You are the police! We want to protect Button, but we do n’t need the criminals ’help! It ’s just a corpse eater. Ghost! You should contact me soon! Salt water can kill them! "

James frowned, he was not familiar with hunters, and even half a month ago he thought that hunters were just farmers who had a unique attachment to wild deer and turkey. Unexpectedly, this word also represents a group of professional killers with unique skills that hunt non-humans everywhere.

Anthony makes sense. The first time I contacted the hunter, James realized that they were not good people.

Last night, James fired six shots. They were in an apartment building, and there were a lot of retail residents. It was impossible not to cause disturbance. When conducting a survey this morning, none of the people living in the surrounding area replied that they slept too much last night and did not notice the movement outside! Such a coincidence is almost impossible!

Moreover, the Indian came up and stunned Coulson, so that now, Coulson insists that the criminal of the missing homicide is a team crime, he was attacked by sneak!

James thought for a while and said to the receiver: "At least I want to know who he is! Maybe, just maybe, we can cooperate."

"Hey!" Anthony over the phone sighed: "I know you won't listen to me lightly! But James! You have to be careful! Protect yourself! Also, don't divulge Zac! They only Is our true ally! "

"I know. Bayi ■ ■ Chinese? Chinese ★ net. Www.81zw.com ●" James frowned and hung up the phone.

Coulson patted the bar table and urged, "One more round!"

"No need." James returned to the bar and stopped his partner. "You will have to drive home later, a glass ..." James looked at the two empty glasses and shook his head helplessly. enough."

Coulson nodded and faced a bunch of colleagues: "Look! This is a good 'boss!'"

"Okay." James patted Coulson's back and lifted him up. Coulson was already drunk! Middle-aged man, everyone knows ...

James motioned towards the man behind the bar to keep accounts, and Kim 'spoiled' most of his clothes. From yesterday to today, he was wearing Coulson's clothes and did not bring his wallet. Retrieving Korsen's key, he helped his partner out of the bar. Pushing Coulson's heavy body into the car, he walked toward the driving position.

When James drove Coulson ’s car, he just left [Jos] but five minutes later. A man wearing a Polo tie played with a coin in his hand and pushed open the bar door.

"Beer." The man looked around and sat down at the bar.

It is not normal for a police bar to have a strange face. Especially in the afternoon, it is not a good habit to drink alcohol before the sun sinks into the horizon. Alcoholics who need alcohol are more willing to go to their familiar bars.

The man didn't seem to realize that he had attracted the attention of the police detectives. He smiled and pressed a twenty-dollar bill on the bar counter, raising his chin to the guy behind the bar counter.

"It must be a police bar, I don't know, will you know a detective named James Lance?"

The guy behind the bar froze for a moment, looked at the note, and then hesitantly looked at the detectives in the bar.

"Hey!" The detectives temporarily put down the wine glasses in their hands and looked at the person in front of the bar. "You! Who are you? What are you doing with Lance!" A detective stuck his waist, revealing the gun inside And the badge on the belt.

The detective's tone is not friendly. Using bribes to inquire about a person's whereabouts is not a grand and bright thing!

"Oh!" The stranger turned and looked at the detective's coat, smiling and spreading his hands: "I'm not in trouble. It seems that I have found the right place. You must be James Lance." Colleagues! "

The detectives did not change their posture, staring at this guy, waiting for an explanation.

"Well, it's my fault." The man turned his head and nodded to the buddy of the bar: "You can take the money, that's your tip."

The man took his own beer, walked down the bar, sat at the table next to the detectives, and explained with a smile: "I'm just a foreigner. I have a friend from Button City who knows James Lance. I That friend of mine, um, I should n’t have said that, but he ’s not very good! ”

The detectives relax a little, and they have guessed where the story is going.

"Do you understand what I mean? He is Lance! General Lance's son. I think he must be a lot better than my friend! So ... hey, you know!" The man raised his eyebrows.

The detectives returned to the state of drinking and chatting. A police detective joked to the man: "You will be very disappointed! Lance is a detective! You can't get any benefit from him!"

The man smiled and lifted the glass to signal: "That can't be said! Is he a detective? Isn't it? I'm just a foreigner, at least befriend him, I can be safe! All I want is safety."

"Do you know, you are right!" The detectives smiled and raised their glasses: "You have found the right place, the right person! We are the people who protect the security of Button City! For safety!"

The man wearing a Polo tie raised his eyebrows gently on his smiling face, and raised his glass again: "To protect Barton's safety!"

Maybe everyone will wonder why this guy who claims to be an outsider is actually the Indian hunter in James's mouth will find Lance, then the next conversation should make everyone understand.

The detectives put down their empty glasses and beckoned to the guys in the bar. It was James's treat anyway.

"What did your friend do, Lance didn't come to Barton shortly, and had already made friends?" A police detective asked casually.

"Oh, he works at Barton Telecom, just an unknown soldier."

The detectives nodded half-knowledgely, it seemed that the guy who was protected by the mystery of Korsen some time ago.

The person the detective thinks about is Fitz, and I can tell everyone very responsibly that this man is not talking about Fitz, but the ‘missing David’!

do you understand? Even a guy with my dragon-style knows that Barton is a rumor of paradise. So it is not surprising that a professional hunter who hunts aliens will know that David has provided himself with the status of a ‘son of the general’.

Anthony made James pay attention to safety is not nonsense, in the eyes of the hunter is already the son of the generals of the shape change-James Lance, is the prey.