Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

James not at all asks for time, because he knows the impact of noon on vampires, so he is considerate. But Zach also failed to call Benjamin. Benjai obviously preferred to accompany Matthew more this afternoon to make final preparations before the full moon cycle.

So Zach drove Benjamin’s truck to the North Side at the strongest moment of avoiding the sun. But Zach was not alone. He also brought a Grande fellow, a fantasy man Daniel who floated beside them when they were chatting in the warehouse, who had no sense of participation.

“We should still find you an identity.” Zach smiled and said to Daniel on the co-pilot, “You are a phantom, but you wander like a wandering soul, and your racial self-esteem is too weak. A little bit more.”

Daniel smiled helplessly. If he had the self-esteem of a phantom, he would not be so miserable. The phantom is a foreign race that integrates the desires of people’s hearts. Like Daniel, he may really be the only one. There are a lot of strange ideas in the Grand House, and I hope it has penetrated everyone’s hearts.

Looking at Daniel as the default, Zach also had a plan with a smile. He is not ready to solemnly trouble Anthony. That is the trump card, and it is not appropriate to use it casually. In the gray professional circle he joined, wouldn’t there be guys who bought and sold identities? Perhaps this is an opportunity to increase the sense of integration.

The truck turned when entering the North District on Highway 27, bypassing the factory under Herman’s name, and drove towards [Paisiying District]. Of course, his purpose was not Paisin, but in Ogier Street in Paisin Oriental, where James said the scene of the case was there.

This is very close to the place where Daniel used to live, so Zach took him with him. After dealing with James affairs, he can go back to the apartment where Daniel used to be, and take a look at the seat Teenager in a wheelchair.

The truck stopped at the corner, and Zach had already seen the yellow cordon on the outside of the building. Several people wearing these clergy costumes stood outside the cordon and prayed. This is a sincere prayer. They are blessing their own kind to recover in hell quickly so that they can crawl out of hell and return to them.

Zach walked to the cordon and looked all around, not at all and saw Crowley’s silhouette.

James and Coulson are together, and they walk out of a building frowning. Coulson stuck in his waist very old-fashioned, and didn’t know what he was talking about. Looking at James’ gloomy face, it was obvious that the two detectives were visiting the surrounding area without getting any useful information.

The buildings on Ogier Street are mostly six 7-Layer high buildings, which are divided into many apartments, just like Daniel lived. Far from the center of the North District and close to the factory, the rent here is much cheaper than that of the former civil servant Wells.

The exterior of the dark brown building wall is not at all painted, and the exposed bricks are pitted due to the wear and tear of time. However, these walls do not lack decoration, and a large number of brightly colored graffiti is painted on the walls. According to the city appearance management of the city government, these all are to be washed away.

But forget it, this place is close to the Paisin district known as the “passing by”. The people who live here make an unpleasant assertion that the taxes they pay cannot sustain such a large amount of cleaning work, so these’decorations’ are naturally preserved and will be renovated automatically in a few days.

Now James and Coulson are walking past the background of a huge graffiti that doesnt know what they want to express. Coulsons eyes are wide open. It is hard to find the image hidden in what seems to be the eye. Next door, push open, continue to visit and investigate.

Before entering the open’eyes’, James glanced at Zach, simply nodded to signal, and entered behind Coulson.

Zach nodded with a smile, walked to the cordon.

Zac is no stranger to Ogier Street. When they first came to Barton City, he and Benjamin would curiously follow Sibera around this street until they met Alice.

Only one bad luck policeman in police uniform was guarding the scene in front of the cordon. Obviously, when James called, he had already completed the site survey and the evidence collection was over. In the next three or four days, if the scene fails to contribute any clues, the blockade here will be solved.

Looking at the surroundings, pedestrians have passed their initial curiosity and walked by in disregard.

Those praying clergy gestured to Zach unnoticeably.

“You look very hot, officer.” Zach smiled and waved to the policeman guarding the scene.

The officer seemed to be reminded, not at all to talk to Zac, but he lifted his police cap with one hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Zacs eyes were red. There is a cold drink shop on the corner of the street. It shouldnt be a problem to go and sit.

After a brief period of confusion, the police officer looked at the others. A clergyman surrounded by and refused to leave seemed to say to himself, “It should be no problem. These people are watching here.”

Wait for the police officer to leave and enjoy a cold drink. Zach pulled the cordon towards those clergy nodded and walked inside.

This is a narrow alley. As soon as you enter, you can see that under the fire escape, the homeless people put up cardboard, and the trash can form a simple shelter from wind and rain. Of course there is no one inside, so Zach continues to walk inside.

The smell here is not good, besides the sour smell, there is also a burnt smell.

The buildings on Ogier Street are very dense, so it is not bright here. The entire laneway appears crowded after Zach enters. When passing the fire escape, Zach’s back was almost squeezed past the wall. The light is also affected by this crowding. It is obviously the afternoon, and the bright hour, but it is very dim here.

Of course, vampires are not affected by light, so he can see the traces burned by flames in the deepest part.

The corpse was sent away long ago, and Zach has reached the deepest point. The old graffiti has long been destroyed by burning. The black marks spread on the wall. Between the wall and the ground, the black burn marks are the strongest, just like someone lit a fire in the corner of the wall. all around Flirting, traces of appearance.

“What do you think?” Crowley’s voice suddenly appeared in this small space.

It’s not that she wants to look down at Zach, but it’s too small here. She hovered in the air, looking at the vampire below, ignoring the nervous phantom.

“James didn’t tell me that this is still an arsonist.” Zach looked at the traces of flames that could be described as chaos, twitched his lips.

“Because it wasn’t arson.” Crowley Golden’s hair was swaying in the air because of shaking, “You see what he can’t see, you are deceived by your eyes.”

Zac turned and looked up reluctantly, looked towards Crowley, and narrowed his eyes.

Crowley raised her eyebrows and curled her mouth. The black winged illusory shadows were embedded into the buildings on both sides and passed.

Inexplicably, in this closed roadway, there was wind pouring in, sweeping the air in this roadway.

However, on the wall covered with black scorch marks, the scorched black began to peel off and was blown away by the wind, revealing the intact, bright graffiti inside.

“It’s hellfire, Zach.” Crowley fell back to the ground and stood in front of Zach, “For torture, not to extinguish the flame of the soul connection mark.”

In the holy scriptures, hell is a place for atonement. According to the description, it is full of flames. This kind of flame is not what we are familiar with. It will burn the Soul Seal mark and let the soul dissipate. It is the pain that makes all souls who enter the hell life worse than death, and the fire of judgment that enjoys endless torture.

Remember, when Crowley appeared, the flame that wrapped her body? That’s right, it is the flame that will always envelop the fallen angel’s body.