Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

James eyebrows are deep, and the expression of a police detective is very deterrent to the gangs in the city, but in fact, Jamess thoughts are exactly whats in front of him. The general’ has nothing to do.

What Coulson said is right, now is a special time. After meeting Crowley with Anthony, Zach, and Benjamin on Monday, although the two humans left early, no matter what the vampire and werewolf said next, it worked, and the crime rate in Barton City began to fall.

The scope has also begun to shrink. The disturbances that were originally spread in Barton City have converged and returned to normal frequency. However, in the north and southeast of Barton, the disturbance in this area has increased sharply, that is, gang struggles. The more intense.

Barton City is different from the city where James originally lived. The scale of gangs in the city has always been controlled by the scale of social gangsters. Perhaps it has something to do with the history of Barton City. The real city resources are in the Barton Western Region. In the hands of the gang, the social gangs cannot develop.

Most of the time, the Barton Police Department ignores this area. It is not a laissez-faire. It is just that there is no need to take care of it. Even if they are left to toss, they cant make any major events. I feel that occasional bad incidents are just individual arrests.

Crowley seems to have discovered this characteristic and began to concentrate her actions here, which is a good thing for the entire Barton City. The people here also seem to be particularly prone to be instigated. There are more and more “battles” between blocks and bloodsheds. Needless to say, the Barton Police Department has been forced to send additional police forces to supervise here.

And the appearance of James and Coulson means that a vicious homicide has occurred. The’war’ between the block gangs created a new high in Barton’s history.

‘General’ laughed, with a helpless expression, “You have already come in, and then go out. Anyway, I have spoken to the police. If anyone wants trouble, I cant help “He adjusted his sitting posture, leaning against Detective Coulson, with a smile on his face, “Actually, I have been trying to find an excuse to join this “meshed”.” He patted Coulson on the shoulder. Now, you gave me one.”

Coulsons face was a little stiff, and he knocked off the ashes from the cigar. After thinking for a while, this time seemed to have really lost the detective’s posture and said, “Why do you want this time, you know that everyone’s eyes are watching here now. When this period of time passes, no one will care about what you want to do.”

The truth from Coulson, public opinion Concern about the church accident has subsided, and the timing was very “coincidental” for the police to successfully cover up their concern about the sudden increase in the crime rate in Barton City, but a new focus emerged-the riots in the southeast district of Barton.

The Barton news of the past few days is reporting these, ordinary citizens can not feel much, but it is precisely this way, the public opinion of bystanders has brought tremendous pressure to the Barton Police Department.

The’General’ looked at Coulson and smiled, fingering the wine glass in front of him, “This is what the old friend should say. I will listen to your persuasion.” The’General’ picked up one. With only a wine glass, with your body sideways, facing the people in the lobby of the bar who have been paying attention here, the volume increased and said to them, “We will not drip this muddy water.”

People in the bar, close When the instruction is reached, continue to drink expressionless, what to do.

Coulson shook his head, “Now you can tell us where this guy is, you must know.”

“Wait a moment.” The’General’ cleared the glass of wine , Fingers dangled in front of Coulson, “The topic just now hasn’t been finished. As you said, you are here, and people who will make trouble have already had a reason to make trouble. You don’t want your old friend to listen. If you dont take the initiative to cause trouble, others will come to provoke me.”

The hand that James just raised was held by Coulson, and what he had to say was stopped by this partner who was more senior than him. .

Coulson thought for a while, “I can do you a favor, but this time you owe me.”

‘General’laughed, “The trouble you brought, But let me owe you, Coulson, you are so funny.”

Coulson no longer plays any games, look at the other party and let the other party judge for themselves.

In any case, it is foolish to be involved in the gang fight at the moment Barton Police Department is focusing on it. Regardless of whether Coulson and James are coming or not, the’general’ must find a way to avoid the limelight this time, if he still wants the people in this bar to be intact.

So Coulsons proposal is not absurd. Coulson brings not trouble but opportunities. An opportunity for the’general’ to survive this period safely.

‘General”s finger tapped the empty wine glass, “Okay. I owe you once.”

Coulson nodded, and gestured to James again. James re-delivered the photo. The’General’ took the photo and reached out to invite a person. After passing the photo, the photo was quickly passed around the bar. When I came back again, a few people walked over.

As the’General’ said, the person in the photo is a’rat’, but no one wants to keep an eye on the whereabouts of the rat.

At the sign of the’general’, several people began to narrate what they knew.

It’s not a novel story. The person in the photo is a typical villain who wanders around in several gangs to spread rumors and then provoke a struggle. Crowley’s methods are very old, but effective. It’s just that in the process, he’maybe’ crossed the line and left a corpse, so he was watched by the murderer’s detective.

James and Coulson already knew most of the news told by the’general’, and reorganized the timeline and sequence of events.

“Not long ago, I saw him enter [Skull].”

This is the last piece of information, James and Coulson are nodded, not at all thank you for being equivalent to the “informant” guy. Coulson motioned to the’general’ nodded, “You pay attention.”

This is not a warning, but a reminder. Coulson didn’t at all avoid the’general’ when collating information. Judging from the information he knows now, neither the police nor the gang members can see what the purpose of this mouse is.

As always, James knowsthis is the manager of hell, the devil, who is creating’sin’ on people to increase the chance of the soul going to hell after death. Even if someone believed the truth, James couldn’t tell it.

Coulson directly used the phone behind the bar, in front of the’general’,’abusing’ the function of a police detective, and dispatching a group of patrol officers to station on the street where the’general’ was located. The’general’ was slightly nodded, and he owed favor. Coulson stopped staying either, and left the bar with James, finally breathing fresh air again.

[Skull Bar] is not too far away. Coulson seems to be very familiar with the streets here. After driving a few streets with the steering wheel, he has parked the car in front of [Skull Bar].

The two entered the bar again, but the situation was completely different. The two black-faced detectives blunt took out the photo, “Where is he.”

“Sorry.” The man with a skeleton tattooed on his neck raised his eyebrows and said, “Just left.” Pointing to the back of the bar very intimately.

“What did he say.” Coulson obviously didn’t have the same patience to the’General’, and asked dryly. This is the attitude of the Barton Police Department towards most people here.

The man shrugged. “He seems to be a little troublesome. He is in a hurry. He hasn’t said anything yet.”

“What do you mean.” James raised his chin. Originally, the two police detectives were ready to threaten the whole process. They didn’t expect the other party to cooperate in this way, but now I don’t know whether this cooperation is true or false.

“Someone is chasing him.” The man waved his hand. “If you hurry, maybe you can catch up.”

James and Coulson looked at each other, now they People are going to divide labor. Coulson was hesitating. He was far more familiar with the street than James, but he didn’t worry about leaving James alone to ask the details. When the two of them know whether they will come back, the people here are already empty!

James didn’t hesitate, because first of all, there was nothing to ask. The guy they chased doesn’t have any motivation that can be judged by human thinking, and the method is traditional provocation. Then, and most importantly, the bullet in Coulson’s gun is not unique.

He rushed to the back of the bar without waiting for Coson to say anything. The tattooed man leaned sideways, looked at James’s back, shook his head with a chuckle, and looked towards Coulson, with an expression as you ask.

James rushed out of the back door of the bar, grabbed the passing guy, and asked if he saw anything. Maybe James had better luck, and the other party really said a direction and described the characteristics of the two.

James didn’t waste time, running in the sun in the direction the person said. However, a strange feeling arose in James’ heart.

“Height, stout body, shiny hair, black round neck shirt, just like a priest.”

This is what the passerby described and James purpose The appearance of chasing the prisoner.

James threw away the strange feeling in his heart, and while running, his hand was already on the gun. The other party is a major suspect, and James has enough reasons to use a gun, so he doesn’t need to worry about countless documents and reports.

The direction the passerby pointed to was a dark alley, and James’ body quickly sank into the shadow of the building.

James heartbeat speeds up. He knows that his weak human power cannot kill the devil. The only thing he can do to destroy the devils container is the one that died when he was possessed. body.

James drew his saber with his free hand and ran into the dark alley.

red, the bright red lights up from the turning point deep in the dark alley, the cyan-gray color building wall flashes under the bright red rays of light, and the raised stone bricks are pulled out thin Long shadows. James wanted to speed up his pace, but in the flashing red light, the explosive sound of an electromagnetic whistle made him slow down.

James pressed against the wall and slowly leaned forward.

As if swept by flames, the black ashes were blown up by the airflow in the vent below the rear of the building, and the burned traces were extinguished on the edge of the raised ashes.

“Barton Police…” James saw the silhouette in the ashes. In the chaotic light and shadow, he could not tell who the other party was, so he issued a warning…

James’ vision rotates while disappearing. Above the dark alley surrounded by buildings, the sky is obscured by someone who straddles James.

Really same as the pastor. After this thought flashed, James lost consciousness.