The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

James came back early today, on the grounds that it was a joke. Come on, everyone is happy. Bayi ≯ ≧ ≥Chinese W≤W≤W ﹤. ≤8 ﹤ 1≤ZW. The chief of the com police station was assassinated. Commissioner Darcy handed the case over to the police station's youngest and promising detective-Detective Lance, our James. Guess what? There was no case for James to be young and promising, so he could not stay in the police station and get back.

"You missed lunch." Zac glanced at James.

James was too lazy to walk into the kitchen.

"Yuehua and Baiying are gone." Zac hasn't noticed the difference between Grande now. "I put your things in the guest room. That room is yours. Are you happy?"

James didn't find any food. He glanced at the snack basket reserved for the Great Dane, with a piece of cake on the corner of one side of the mouth.

"The warehouse where you used to sleep, put something new." Zach continued to remind, "Do you want to see it?"

James glanced at Zac in the backyard from the window. A corner of his eye twitched, followed another egg roll, and came out. "I went to see Curson."

Zac didn't want to miss James's expression on seeing that thing, walked ahead, and led the way backwards, "Oh? Really, how is he recovering?"

"He said he asked you to tell me a few days ago and went to find him." When Zack encountered Coulson at the police station, wasn't Coulson inquiring about the new chief's rumors, James said in a bad tone, "You didn't."

Zac raised an eyebrow, "I forgot." Really convenient reason, "So, did you tell him the impression of the new director?"

James twitched his mouth, "I threw the information about the assassination case of the Secretary and found him something to do."

Zac laughed, "You are so bad."

James was too lazy to answer, "What's new." As Zack stepped back into the warehouse, he looked up at Zack's upward fingers and looked at the ceiling of the warehouse. Hold it up and stare at the thing that catches your eyes.

"Wave your imagination." Zac was very satisfied with this expression and waved his arm, "Guess what this is."

James lowered his head and looked at Zac. For a while, he opened his jacket, pulled a curly feather from the holster on his side, and stood in front of himself. "This."

"It's coming." Zack nodded. "But it's not correct. Continue ~"

James' lips moved, and Zac's eyes were definitely uncomfortable, but what could he do? He could only play this boring game with Zac.

"It's too high, I can't see clearly."

"Simple." Zac grabbed James, and no trace of resistance had been used. James had been caught on the beam of the warehouse.

It was too close. A huge, unfolded dark shadow shrouded James who could only be balanced by Zach, and the raised tail slightly moved James's tip under the sway of the airflow.

"Stand up!" Zach reminded.

James shoved away from Zac's assistant, swayed on a beam that could only accommodate one foot, barely found a balance, and looked up sombrely, looking at the 'thing' covering his head.

"Obviously this is not your horrible ornament." James sullenly.

"No." Zach walked lightly, tilting his head, letting the frizzy feathers touch his body. "Grandry has nothing to hold such a large 'ornament' ..."

"So you put this thing here!" Benjamin said disgustingly on the second floor on the other side.

James looked down at Benjamin with an uncomfortable glance, probably this was a hint, Benjamin didn't like it.

Uh ... Zac does n’t like this stuff either. Did you see that Zac did not have any contact with ‘it’ while walking flexibly?

"If you don't like this thing." James began to move. He is now only on the side of this symmetrically expanded thing. To see the whole picture, he has to follow Zach's pace. Of course, James was not as light as Zac, bowing and spreading his arms, slowly, "Why not throw it in the southern warehouse?"

good question. He got a meaningful smile from Zac, "A good idea, it would be very appropriate, isn't it? It's behind the statue of the archangel. It's more suitable and should be able to sell for a good price."

James' eyes twitched, sold? Sell ​​this alien smell? Standing on someone else's cemetery? ! James sullenly retorted, "This thing is black." James still holds the gift of the angel Camille, white, "I don't think it matches the statue of the archangel."

Zac turned a beam, childish side, "You are right. Ha ha, come closer, come on, James."

Inexplicable James' heart missed a beat. What are the most unworthy of the angel statue? Count.

Regardless of what was in James's head, Zac reached out and took James' hand to adjust his balance. He lifted it and brought it to the new beam regardless of whether James was ready.

Before James looked up and his face became worse, let's talk about the reason why he didn't put it in the southern warehouse ... oh, you know, Georgina, okay, that's not explained.

James looked up and stared at the end of the dagger that was almost pestered in front of his eyes. He walked up along the dagger with a peculiar pattern and fell into the slightly scorched, withered black feathers.

A slight cracking sound was born in the place where the blade did not enter, in front of James. Occasionally, bright red and bright spots sprang out of the roots of the overlapping wings, and the black feathers were slightly curved, trembling gently, and tiny. Rhythm, driving to two unfolded wings ...

James lost his balance in an instant, and Zach grabbed it.

"This thing is still alive!" James yelled, "That's Seth's dagger!" He had already seen that this unfolding, like two huge wings, was fixed on the ceiling! "What is this?"

Zac was very satisfied with this expression, and forced James to hold his balance, "You recognized it, Seth's dagger. Not bad."

As soon as he found his balance, James began to struggle and get rid of Zac ’s help, "This thing is still moving! It is still alive! What inexplicable alien! What is it?"

"Of course it is moving." Zac laughed for granted, "every moment, it is trying to return to his master. So ..." Let the facts explain, Zac raised his hand and drew the end of the dagger .

The trembling bright red light wrapped around the swayed dagger, and the wing flat against the ceiling fanned down as if it could push the space!

James again lost his balance in the dark shadows approaching from both sides and was caught by Zach. Watching the angle of the wings close together in horror, the angle of the wings was only 45 degrees-the decoration on the dagger was suddenly bright, the anxious crackling burst out, and the sudden tremor swayed from the center of the nails of the two wings. , As if the muscles were twitching under the feathers, the sound of tight friction rising deep in the soul was matched with the trembling of the two stagnant wings, and then, wow! Re-lay it flat under the ceiling ...

James gave up on his balance adjustment and gripped Zac's arm tightly, his breath unstable, "What is this ..."

"Crowley's wings, fallen angel wings." The protagonist of the game has lost the ability to guess, and Zac gives the answer.

Silence lasted only one breath.

"Let me go !!" James shouted.

Zac smiled and shook his head, holding James, and disappeared on the beam.

"Where are you going?" As soon as he landed, James pushed Zach away and rushed out of the warehouse with great momentum. Zac naturally asked.

"Back to my room!"

"Are you happy now?" Zach smiled and spread his hands, "Thank you for helping me put things in the guest room?"

James looked back at Zac and didn't want to respond. Zac is no longer chasing it, he is confident. Although James' rejection of the demon became incurable because of Crowley's once small improper handling (James Soul on the wall, twice), James was a logical guy anyway.

No, it was only two minutes, and James rushed back again. But the gloomy did not enter the warehouse, staring up, it seemed that he was really admiring the giant ornament on the ceiling, Zac, "Come out and talk!"

Zac behaved like a cat and walked out of the warehouse.

"Why are Crowley's doubles and wings here?" Look, the logic is clear.

"She gave it to me." Zack replied, "Put her most important things in Grande and complete the full trust with Grande."

Countless emotions flashed in James' eyes, and finally confirmed a kind, "Why trust her!"

"I need to remind you, how many times has Mike helped us?" Zac waved his hand and said very calmly. "And Chapman, although your relationship is normal no matter how you look, how many times has he been You volunteered when you needed help? "

Seeing James say nothing, Zach continued, "How many times have we learned afterwards that the present demon has perfect intelligence information, but because the position is ambiguous and ambiguous, it is missed when useful. "Zack's conclusion is obvious," If we can trust each other, we can cooperate with each other. "

One thing is still confirmed, "I just don't want to work with demons!"

"There are many people you don't want to cooperate with." Zac pointed to himself, yes, himself, "but it turns out that our cooperation is not bad."

"It's different!"

"It's no different, James." Zac waved his hand. "The only difference in details is that when Grand is present, you are in desperation, your identity has been stolen, and you have to die in the woods of the Southern District without reason. .. and when the demon appeared, you already assured you that I was by the real world, and you had a choice. "

Zac waved his hand. "You are consistent in rejecting aliens. Both are bad choices. You choose the one that is easy to accept."

"you……"

"I should tell you the truth." Zac interrupted James. "I suspected you for a while before your identity and purpose of coming to Barton were unclear."

James shut up and stared at Zac.

"At that time, I still have a question about why your rejection of demons is so heavy." Zac waved his hand. "Of course I am happy to see it, and it has contributed a little. But then, when I thought carefully , I ’m here. You finally chose Grand to be the one you can trust. "

Don't look at James' expression, nothing new.

Zach continued, "Crowley knows that as long as she first entered your soul, she knew you were a devil ..." It's better to whitewash, "The political **** sent from the west. So Crowley has At the end, the assertion is made, you will never have any acceptance of Patton ’s aliens, because you already have a position from the family, but you do n’t know that your position is also alien. "

James's face was pale, for the first time.

"At that time and after, you worked with Grande just because, I, don't know your purpose yet. In your eyes, I am Anthony, your close friend of the future template. The choice is very clear, only Grande." Zac didn't want to put too much pressure on James. After all, he was only honest with each other and gestured towards the bench on the back porch.

"The only small rebellion came from the one at Walter's house." James said Zac was a parasite. "That's your sincerity. If you can, I don't want to have anything to do with aliens. Oh, but the thing Unsatisfactory, Georgina was kidnapped and you have your first epiphany. "

James sat down honestly.

"An amazing epiphany." Zac glanced at the direction of the southern warehouse. Of course, James was not in a mood to see where Zac looked. "Robert will definitely come to Grande to take revenge and hold Grande. , You can save Georgina. "Give some time for James or one of the magic feasts in the warehouse, Toledo to accept," Look, your choice is clearly shown in front of you again, Ge Rand is your only choice. "

"No matter how often you express your rejection of aliens and question my character, but you choose to put it before you in an absolute way every time." Zac actually patted James. "The last is the inheritor's It ’s the wedding. Do n’t you find it interesting? During that time, the cleaning in the southeast and the psychological counseling by Emilia, I kept stimulating your fragile nerves, stimulating your occupation, the injustice and incompetence of the police. The disregard of the southeast and the prejudice against the aliens, "As a result, you did not magically stay away from Grande, but frankly told me about the west, about the magic feast."

Zac ’s tone began to become comforting, “No longer am I missing some information, you are missing some information. When all the information is in front of you, you have made a wise choice. You said that you do n’t want to be a puppet of the magic feast . "

James shrugged and pushed away Zac's hand, staring gloomyly at the vampire. "Very well, analyze me, are you happy."

"How about letting me finish?" Zac smiled. "And I said it was a wise choice, because you chose Grande, it was me."

James pouted his head.

"Although you do n’t want to admit it, you probably do n’t analyze me for less time than I suspect your motivation, and then you come to a correct decision that is finally without the persecution of desperation and the only option. Admission No, you trust me. "

Let me give you a proof. When Ike was still in Gran, Zac said to James, ‘you wo n’t like it, but now that the feast is good for Anthony, I wo n’t have an opinion. "Then James didn't run.

Just give a proof, Zach said to James who goes to work, 'I reject the people I hate, the world becomes what I like, and you, the life span of human beings, can't live until the day you see it . ‘Then James disappeared after the evening shift and returned to Grande.

Understand, there are many things James can analyze and question about Zach, and there are so many. But in the end, when the world in the eyes of the two finally broke down and understood each other, it was no longer incomplete, and when it was a comprehensive one, James trusted Zac. Not a vampire, just Zac.

"So trust me, when I say, we need to work with demons, we really need to."

James looked at Zac, "reason."

"Boisen collapsed Sibera's" enchantment ", there will be no reason. Papa at midnight, I don't need to say anything, we need all the help we can get." Zach held James's Hand, under James' squint, put the angel hair in James's hand, and put it back in the holster. "Put this away, you have nothing to worry about."

James shook, got up, and left. (To be continued.)