The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Grande's brothers haven't acted together for a long time, and this time, he can't hide. Bayi Chinese Network W-W-W. Net eight hundred and eighty-one Z eight W one. Net C text O net M text

After entering Paisin, Benjamin began to complain, "Don't drink that aconite soup." If normal, Benjamin's senses have subsided, "The nose is full of the smell of the ghost on your body, and there are still messes. Herbal flavor! "

Zac twitched his lips. "I've taken three baths. How are you expecting me?" He raised his hand and smelled. "What the **** do you smell? Carrion smell? I'm sure it's gone."

Benjamin frowned, as if he didn't know how to explain, shook his head and gave up, stopping and stopping, "Here it is."

The car stopped at the door of Spella ’s house. The wizard was impatiently standing on the front porch and waiting to see the two arrived. He walked straight and pushed the two brothers back to the door to get out of the car, and then pulled open by themselves. The back door sat in, "Ogil Street."

Benjamin glanced back at Siberia, ripped the corner of his mouth, and moved again, "What are you going to Ogil?"

"James is still there. The original Boisen's workshop. Go find him now." Silbera replied very briefly, and at the same time glanced at Zach and rolled her eyes.

"What's the matter?" Zac tilted his mouth. He felt that he was clearly rejected, why? Our vampire thought for a moment and thought, "You didn't say I can't take Benjamin."

Spella irritated the beginning, because Zach said, "Boyson's workshop is now mine, and some of my people are doing things for me."

"Your people are those foreign wizards, are you doing things?" Zac was tempting, of course, "what kind of witchcraft research."

"Yes." Spella replied somberly.

Zac raised an eyebrow, "For example, the thing about the Kraken I asked, um, for example, the bodies of the werewolves before."

Benjamin ripped his mouth and looked at the rearview mirror, saying to the two at the same time. "It has nothing to do with me."

Zac shrugged. It ’s a good opportunity to show racial superiority. You ca n’t let it go. “You say that. I ’m a little curious. Benjamin, how does it feel to know that the corpse of his fellow race is being studied again? I totally imagine Not until hey. "Of course, how do you imagine? The body of the vampire is a pile of ash. Who will study this stuff.

Benjamin looked sideways at Zac without speaking.

"Look at the road, don't look at me." Zac surrendered and turned to Spella. "I remember you said earlier that the research has progressed a bit, how, what have you achieved?"

"I told you, would you understand?" Spella asked back.

Zac pouted, "No." No more provoking the two. I want to be active. Why is it so difficult? Bayi Chinese W Net W Net W Eight. Net 8 net 1 article Z-W. COM

Fortunately, Ogier Street was on the edge of Paising, and it was soon to arrive.

Ogil, Zach often comes, and the shop of Morinlin's family at the end of the street lives at the end of the street, but Zach never paid attention to the workshop in the center of the street. This is due to the graffiti on the streets of Ogier. If it were not the instructions of James' car and Spella, neither of the Grande brothers would have the door that had just been blackened into a pupil with huge eyes.

Zac thought there was a big scene in the investigation that James Bella said and James brought the police. As a result, he only saw an acquaintance when he entered. Chapman.

Among the weird eyes of four or five strange wizards, James was the first to come to Zac. James ignored Siberia. "I can't pick out the responsibility for the sack of the West District Police Station. I can only take someone to investigate privately. Chapman came voluntarily."

Zac nodded and looked at the workshop in front of him. Like a laboratory, the enclosed space is filled with workbenches filled with debris, display cabinets with specimens that make people's stomachs feel uncomfortable, instruments that can't be named, and weird smells in the air. Zac doesn't like it here.

Benjamin probably felt the same way, staring at his feet, and weirdly circled.

"Okay. Everyone is here." Spella clapped her hands, attracting people's attention, mainly Chapman, who was still rummaging around with her gloves. "I know what's going on, don't make it false, That, the policeman (Chapman) from the devil's side, come here. "

Zac shrugged to James, who had cast his doubtful eyes, saying that he did not know what Spira was doing.

"James." Spella confronted James first. "There is a basement here. The really important things are in the basement, including some old things that belonged to Boyson, your goal this time."

"What?" James frowned. "Where is the basement? The last time I came here to find 'Walmina' with the West District Police Station, there was nothing underground ..." James said last time Grams colluded with Mrs. Quinn and Sibera to cooperate with Boisen's affairs.

Interrupted by Spella, "Hush! Wait for me to finish!" She was very impatient, "I can give you what you want, James, but I also have a request, I want the body!"

James opened his mouth and stared at Spella, and after a moment he replied somberly, "I won't give you the evidence!"

"Then you can go back to the police station and wait for your forensic doctor to slowly confirm the identity of the body!" Spella responded very quickly.

"you……"

"What am I ?!" Siberia seemed completely unprepared to give James a chance. "You came here with the police, and there was no search warrant. I let you in. It's already interesting. I will let you Go, what can you do! "

Bring a search warrant? What is the reason for this search order? Is it suspected that the West District Police Station neglected to get the floating corpse, huh, it would be better to let James go directly to the West District Police Station to get the documents. Bayi Novel Network www.wxiaowow.com. Eighty-eighth and eighty-eight zw said. c net om

Zac raised his eyebrows and understood that this was why Spella called him. After a moment of thinking, I spoke to James, "James, do you just want to solve the case?"

James looked at Zac alertly, "Who do you want to help?"

"You." Zac said affirmatively, "Listen to me, James. If the police cannot confirm the identity of the body, you have no case to break, right."

If the floating body is regarded as the victim of a murder case, the victim is unknown, and the detective James has no case at all.

"Big deal, wait!"

"Wait?" Zach shook his head. "You saw what the body looked like. The body was soaked in the sea for almost two weeks. The degree of ** is already quite serious. Do you really feel that there is no direction to wait for the result? Zac waved his hand, "You either believe me, that's Boyson. Now go directly to the West District Police Station to transfer their case, and they will definitely find the loophole in their handling of Boyson's suicide, and start to solve the case directly, and finally prove the floating body." It ’s Boyson. Either I ’m stuck here but I do n’t want to believe me. First confirm that the floating body is Boyson, then go to the West District Police Station ... "

"How do I go to the West District Police Station!" James was actually angry, and it seemed that he was not allowed to consider the way of completely trusting Zac. "Is there no hard evidence to accuse them of working problems ?! Do you think I am Who! The chief of the police! Do I have to listen to what I say! "

Zac pursed his lips, conscientiously. "Actually, you can. Secretary Darcy will surely be your solid backer (mountain) ..." Seeing James's fire-breathing gaze, Zac turned his head to stop this direction, "Then you face the present That ’s the problem. ”Zac actually glanced at Chapman, who was in a daze.“ Your current helper is only a voluntary Chapman, and you ca n’t go through the proper search procedures. Spella can completely drive you out. By the way, I ’m telling you to run privately. Do n’t say you solve the case, you have no case at all. ”

"Listen to Zac." Spella actually spoke to Zac. "I give you the case, you give me the corpse. I can wait until you close the case, but the corpse has to be given to me! This is my only request! James, think about it, don't let me down!"

Disappointed, if Spella was concerned about the last time she asked James for a werewolf body, it was indeed disappointing. Siberia really gained a little experience, this time directly called Zac. She probably can only admit that now she wants to get some ‘things’ in Patton, only by Zack.

Now that Siberia helped Zac in a rare way. Then Zach will continue to assist. "Have you heard? Spella said that you can wait until the case is closed. You don't really care about how Boisen's body is disposed of."

James's face was somber. Eyes swept across several people ’s faces, Benjamin ’s indifference, Spira ’s compulsion, Zac ’s “sincere persuasion”, and finally fell on Chapman-the only one who was barely on the same position as James ,Policemen.

unfortunately. Just said, Chapman was staying.

After being silent for a while, James irritated and made up his mind, "I don't promise anything! I just have to take care of my case!" That is to say, he doesn't care what happens after the case is closed.

Zac nodded towards Siberia, which was the limit James could make.

"That's the way to go." Siberia's face was not very happy, beckoning the wizards who had been watching, "You come to untie."

What to untie? Witchcraft chant.

A middle-aged male wizard nodded at several people, walked to the center of the workshop, cleared his throat, opened his hands, closed his eyes, "* ...... & %% & * ......"

Lang, read the spell aloud.

Zac pursed his lips. Sure enough, these foreign wizards were nothing good.

"............ & ** & Ah yeah! Ah yeah! Uh ..." This guy rubbed his nose hurriedly and looked at everyone awkwardly, "Hug, sorry, a little uncomfortable, come again ... & %% & * ...... "

Zac looked at Spella with a corner of his mouth. He was asking with his eyes. The wizard you hired might not be of this level. Spella touched her nose as if she hadn't seen it.

The dark red mantra was formed after the reading with a nasal sound, and it did not enter the ground. A slight tremor passed from the floor to everyone's feet.

Zac raised his eyebrows and looked at the sudden increase in the number of people around him—Indian, about a dozen, each standing in front of the test rig and playing with things that Zac didn't recognize.

Zac looked around and saw John rolled his eyes and continued to grind the herbs in his hand, and saw Katie and Max waving at him and Benjamin.

"What happened ..." Chapman finally stayed blank.

No one cares.

"Here." Sibe pulled his mouth and raised his hand. "Boyson's original things were piled up in the utility room. The living things are marked. Don't turn them over. I don't care about any fatal things that I encounter. "

Zac just wanted to ask, and Spira covered her face, "Hati!" A sneeze that was stuffy. Zac frowned, "Holy Lord bless you ..."

The covered mouth should have moved, the red light rose up, and did not enter the ceiling, and Spella disappeared.

Zac opened his mouth, he needed an explanation.

"This is the basement." The middle-aged wizard who read the mantra explained with a full nasal voice, he looked up at the ceiling, his face was envious. "How does it feel to cast such a light spell, I really want to experience it . "

Explained, Zac pouted and listened quietly. He couldn't hear the sound above. This 'basement' is completely underground.

James and Chapman had already walked in the direction directed by Spella. Zac wanted to keep up to prevent the two guys from turning out something terrible, but at the same time, Zac also turned Benjamin to another Walk in the direction.

"You go to watch the two policemen." Zac interrupted each other's envy, said something, and followed Benjamin, "Where are you going?"

Benjamin did not answer. He stood outside a room, unlocked, and pushed open. In the dark space, Benjamin touched the wall, found the switch, and turned on the light.

Grande's two brothers showed strange expressions at the same time.

There are about a dozen aquarium-like things in this room. The transparent glass silos are filled with light blue liquid, and the liquid is wrapped by wolves and crippled wolves. No, the incomplete hybrid of wolf and man. It is not difficult to imagine that the forelegs are wolf claws and the hind limbs are human legs; the left face is a person, and the face is a wolf; the chest and abdomen are people, the back stock is a wolf ... incomplete? Because no one is complete.

"That's what Sibera didn't want you to see ..." Zac said halfway, Benjamin had started to move, and the goal seemed to stand clearly in front of a warehouse, frowning.

Zac followed and carefully observed the half-wolf and half-man thing with only the spine connecting the head and the limbs (without chest and abdomen). "This is ..." Zac was a little uncertain, "Alpha."

"Well." Benjamin nodded. "I eat the rest."

These are the corpses of the werewolves who were taken away and studied by Spella.

"You shouldn't come in." John's voice sounded at the door, with caution.

Zac looked back and glanced at John without a tone. "The door was unlocked." Turning back, he looked at Benjamin's face and said to John, "You have to explain what happened."

Need explanation. Think about it, these corpses went to the police station for a turn, if in this half-wolf and half-man look, the police will go crazy.

After the werewolf died, it was a human form. This is a truth that has been produced since the werewolf and has been verified countless times so far.

After the difficult battle between Benjamin and Matthew, the body left was humanoid. It was found by the police that it was also humanoid. Those who were sent to Ford's funeral home and waiting for cremation were also humanoid. With the help of Zac, Spella got back through the Welsh contractors, also in human form. However, after a lapse of half a month, what is now in these glass silos is not humanoid.

"The werewolf, it was Papa who used Gangaro's blood and curse at midnight to trap the dead soul in the human body, and the race was born. The dead soul became the werewolf's wolf body." John really obediently explained, " We have verified that even the werewolf's body is dead. Like this, it has begun to rot, but the imprisoned soul is still imprisoned, and it can be excited and turned into a wolf body. "

Benjamin looked back and glanced at John. "It's a good job. Continue. I will know about any progress in the future."

No longer a joke, Zac really couldn't understand the fact that the corpse of his race was being studied. (To be continued.)