The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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"I won't ask Zac anything for you!" Madison yelled at the receiver, and the person in the receiver said something. Madison rose up from the office chair and continued to emphasize, "Lilly! I said The last time! "The folded hands waved in front of you." Something you can find him yourself! Haven't you already gone to Grande? Are you familiar? Go! "

Outside the door of the office, Lyon stuck to the door. While not avoiding the strange eyes of employees, he continued to overhear, patting the head of a large ugly dog ​​to the limit.

"Woo ..." The slightly threatening whisper came out of the dog's mouth, and James, who pulled Ryan closer, frowned, staring at Lyon, "What about Madison."

Lyon glanced at James, compared to booing, pointing to the door with a slightly ridiculous gesture, and continued to overhear.

James frowned, he didn't have much time to continue to waste here, it was already a shift, but he was not ready to get close to the **** dog and the demon Lyon, "Madison!" He shouted, "Madison!"

"I have a job!" Madison said sullenly to Lily who was still talking on the phone. He hung up the phone heavily, took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, walked to the office door, opened it, and glanced Lyon, who still kept an eavesdropping posture, adjusted his emotions whitely, "Go!"

Lyon jumped back, avoiding Madison ’s spitting star, made a boring expression, greeted a loyal **** dog, and when passing James, he deliberately avoided James in the corridor. The action of touching gave a white eye, "You are really boring. No. 1 wenwen www, w`w, .`8, 1z.com.com"

No one cares about this somewhat neurotic demon. James pushed Ryan into the office and glanced at Madison. "Zack asked you to take this person and give him a job."

"Where does the salary come from?" It doesn't matter if James sees his own eyes. Madison decided to face this matter with a business attitude.

James frowned, looking at the temples exposed under Madison's brim. "Probably on your side, Zach didn't say. Are you dyed?" Asked a digressive question. Because Madison's temples are golden, recall that Madison's color is black and white. It's gray, no gold.

Madison pulled the lower brim subconsciously, which didn't feel good. It's midsummer now, and wearing a hat is an uncomfortable thing. Coupled with the excitement just now, he now feels that his entire head is heating up, and this heat is covered by his hat, forced to suffocate his scalp, itchy and wet.

"Yes." Madison didn't seem to be going to extend this topic. He looked at Ryan and pouted. "You're not the former Brian. ◎◎ 八 ◎ 一 中文 网 www.w`w`. ｚ`w`., c-om ”

In the days when Zach was working as a supervisor at the mill, Brian was doing chores at the mill, so the two were no strangers.

"I am Ryan." Ryan also looked at Madison.

"It doesn't matter." Madison waved his hand. "Do you know what Brian did before, you are the same, but at that time there was a contract with Herman, the salary was high, now it is not so high, the normal level."

Ryan had no comments, "I still need a place to live."

"Your original dormitory." Madison continued to wave his hand, pulled out a document in the drawer of his desk, and after signing it, he signed it directly and handed it to Ryan. "contract."

Zac, a big boss, what can Madison do?

"You don't ask why Zach sent him?" James asked Madison when Ryan had begun to sign.

"Why should I ask." Madison shook his head. "I don't care." Madison snarled before James could say anything else. Scratching the top of the head through the hat, "Do you have anything else, detective?" It's a good name, but it's nothing. The two have no intersection except James is the one who is now Madison.

James pursed his lips. Seeing Ryan sign the contract, he gave Madison a little respectfully, "No." He turned to leave, "Madison." Turning back, "Be careful, all the aliens who came to Patton early this year have left Patton ..."

Did n’t Linda tell Zac this morning? James in the basement got the original report from General. The reason why James has such a sentence is that-Madison is also a low-level alien from the beginning of the year. Look at ‘be careful’ James said. In addition, there is a reason to leave the content of the retelling, the devil is coming. But James didn't finish.

"I know." Madison's eyes were irritable, and his eyes were slightly skewed when he was put down with force. This is to imply that he also just knew, from this phone. Such a subtle hint can I know? Because I am Madison. Madison subconsciously reached out to correct, "You too."

There was no unintended response. It seemed to have triggered a certain heartstring of James. He frowned, nodded, and said nothing more, and left. James could already imagine that he was about to be queried by his partner when he returned to the police station. Coulson was entangled and questioned where he was going, so he went around and bought a few cups of coffee.

After a brief silence between the two in the mill's office, Madison closed a contract that confirmed the signature was correct, and was not prepared to carry out any upper and lower level guest suits, "You can go to work."

"No. x Auger Street, on the second floor, there is a private gallery with black dye." Somehow, Lane said.

Madison looked at Ryan in amazement, frowning. "How do you know what I want? Don't tell me you are a mind reader?"

"No." Ryan shook his head, his expression a little weird, and he seemed unsure of what he had said, "Lip told me that he said that you had" find "a few months to find such a house, and let me tell you" in advance " . "Contradictory wording, but does not affect the expression of meaning.

"What?" Madison pulled the corner of his mouth. "Lip? I just dyed it the other day. How did you ..." Madison shut up. He just said that he didn't want to care about how Ryan was stuffed into the mill. , His instinct told him that if he asked him again, he would know. It must be a bizarre and complicated explanation, just do n’t listen.

Madison pushed a note in front of Lane, "The address was copied to me."

Ryan did as he did, and he was also talking, the same way, "Lip said, color is just performance, and your physical function is influencing the changes in the adjustment of the world. Even if it is dyed, you will still have the original future disappear, the new React in the future ... "

Automatically silenced, as Ryan noticed Madison, frowning and staring at her, pursing her lips, "I don't know what I'm talking about, I was just asked to retell."

Madison ripped the corner of his mouth, picked up the address and glanced at it, stuffed it into his pocket, instead of glancing at Ryan, "new employee, work." (To be continued.)