Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Old Mel moved quickly, and Maddison didnt have time to take a closer look, so the things were packaged. Two consecutive deals seemed to make this old fogey very happy, “I always think Grande is better than Allen (the funeral home)!”

Zach accepted this insincere flattery with a smile. Grande has hardly received any business in the past few years, and the good impression is that it has not been forgotten even if we are grateful for the reputation left by the old Grande.

Sure enough, a trace of disgust flashed across Maddison’s face. Obviously, the Controller of the mill had discovered these problems when he was working. Otherwise, the price of the mill does not need to be kept so low to compete with its peers.

Please understand Maddisons helplessness. He is not a Barton City person. He thinks he is taking over an industry supported by the city government and his future life will be bright, but the facts are completely different! Maddison didn’t feel that his life had improved in any way for the low-level aliens and the restricted work.

The typewriter packed into the paper box was stuffed into Madisons arms, Zach pursed his mouth, “Madison, Im already trying to improve your impression, dont…”

Zach didn’t finish speaking. This kind of sentence never needs to be finished, everyone understands it. Maddison took the paper box, his eyes drooping, not knowing what he was thinking and so on shook his head, and said in a low voice, “Thank you.”

“No thanks.” Zach smiled.

Re-lifting the paper bag of tapes, Zach and Matthew are going to leave. Maddison, who quickly got what he wanted, was also holding the box and preparing to leave, but everyone seemed to be thinking about it. People who know each other leave in silence like this, a little embarrassing.

“How is your instruction class?” Although the cars on both sides are parked in front, they are the same as most cars in the Southern District and are inconspicuous. Everyone hopes to speed up and reduce this. Embarrassing time, but everyone is an adult, not so naive, the vampire seems to be very concerned about asking.

“That’s it.” Maddison replied.

Zac couldnt force too much, and smiled, “I said I support you, this is sincere. After all, I basically tricked you into Grande, I still have basic Responsibility.”

Madison let out a gentle bene, his sight of heaven knows drifting away, anyway, in the opposite direction from where Zac was, “Do you really want to support? Then why don’t you show Morris? Look, what a guy who lives on blood looks like.”

This is a tantrum joke, but

“Okay.” Zach squinted, heaven knows Is this vampire confused by the sun because he has no sunglasses, “If this is what you want.” Zach smiled and looked towards Maddison, “You are at night school, right? Are there classes today? Me and You go together, you know, vampires like to go out at night the most.”

It may be the vampire’s squinting, or Madison’s revenge. Maddison’s gaze returned to Zach, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, “Eight o’clock in the evening, the mill.”

“Okay.” Zach pointed his head, the two sides separated completely, and walked towards his car.

Life is always unsatisfactory. The two cars are in the same direction, and they are both heading south on Highway 27. Matthew smirked awkwardly at Maddison outside the car window in the co-driver, and Madison looked steadily forward at the road ahead. What a principled driver.

When returning to Grande, Benjamin really waited. A bunch of things were handed over to Matthew to tinker with, and Zach had only time to ask how Alice was.

Benjamin tilted his head, “Alice is in the room, reading a book.”

Zack understood, and stopped asking, “What’s wrong, is there any news from the hospital?”

Benjamins eyebrows frowned. Now Benjamin has the habit of trimming his beard. The lower half of his face is covered with short brown, which is much more neat than before, but any expression on this face, Because of this, there is a little more serious attitude. It probably feels like this: before Benjamin was the unshaven robust man, now, the robust man.

“Yes, Kim’s heartfelt feeling, must sue.” Benjamin quoted Danny’s call, “Any ideas?”

Zach will be scrapped Lost his sunglasses, frowning his eyebrows on the pale skin as if carved out, his fingers raised towards Benjamin, “I need something to drink.”

The vampire took out the bottle and kept it. The habit of humanizing alcoholics filled the glass and thought.

Wells, born of the Golden Institute, was controlled.

‘From the heart’, this is the powerful performance of this kind of control force. Zac’s enchanting pupil was overwritten, and even the changer Jin, who had nothing to do with Wells, was completely under control, which made no sense.

Benjamin was sitting in front of the office, and he was not in a hurry. Seeing Zac lost in thought, Alpha was somewhat balanced, because before Zac came back, he thought about this for a long time. Solution? No, compared to the solution, now this one that can let people fall into control ignorantly, um, the’thing’, must attract people’s attention.

The ability to control behavior, Sibera once used witchcraft against Rivench as one, but obviously, it is against the heart, and has nothing to do with autonomous action, when the soul and the body resist at the same time Enforced under. The witchcraft constructed from blood and material is a powerful witchcraft. This is the top of witchcraft. The current situation does not match, rule out.

The demon’s soul implantation has been ruled out by Seth. Zachs enchanting pupils memory implantation, heh, has been ruled out early.

In fact, these are not important anymore. When even gold is controlled, these abilities that can affect individual behavior should be eliminated! Because Kim is not Wells! No matter what is affecting Wells’ actions, it has nothing to do with Wells!

“Thought…” In the cup in Zach’s hand, red’s liquid has been reduced by half, and his voice is elongated, “No.” Zach shook the head, “Where is Mike? Lily have any thoughts?”

Benjamin raised an eyebrow, “She checked Wells’s soul, and there was nothing.”

Of course there is nothing, if Seth is willing In an open communication with Crowley, Crowley didn’t even need to examine Wells’ soul.

Zac cleaned everything in the cup and smiled helplessly at Benjamin, “It seems we cant figure out what is affecting these, but we still have to fulfill James request. “

Benjamin raised his mouth and spread his hands. It’s not that they have no curiosity, but that curiosity has entered a dead end. “What do you want to do?”

Zac raised his eyebrows , “Let’Wells’ disappear.”

If you want a vase to be placed on the left side of the counter, but it always runs to the right by itself. What is the ultimate solution? Throw away this wayward vase.

This is no different from the’general’ solution. The only difference is that because of the’efforts’ of the aliens, the real vase is still alive safely, but without the identity of the vase, it may be Those picked up are used as ashes, and use everything.