Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

“Damn it!” Walter clasped the steering wheel, “Why didn’t he go!”

Same as Grande on another street, here The three of you are also waiting, but they dont know what kind of conversations are happening in the room.

Detective Coulson stood still on the front porch after walking out. He frowned, no one knew what he was thinking. James sat in the back seat and looked at his partner with one hand on his waist and one hand on his chin. This is Coulson’s action when he is irritable.

Did Chapman’s wife say something? James’ mouth under the tape was closed tightly. He wanted to struggle, and asked Chapman. But he didn’t dare to make any moves. Heaven knows what he did to stimulate the two guys in the front seat, would they tie Coson together?

Coulson stood on the front porch and shook his head vigorously, as if giving up thinking, walked down the front porch, and headed north.

Cossons house is not too far from here, it looks like a half-hour walk, in the range of Back Bay. The middle-aged police detective gave up his private car for the house, so he drove a car equipped by the police station. As soon as there was a special action, he had to find another means of transportation.

These problems James will never encounter.

It seems that he went home first. After spending time with his family, he felt uncomfortable again, so he decided to turn over here for a look. James and Mrs. Coulson have a good relationship, knowing that these two people have a good relationship, and there is no taboo on the topic. 80% of them are Mrs. Coulson who also support Coulson to come and see, otherwise if Coulson goes out to work at this time, she will definitely Get angry.

“Damn, he’s here!” Walter tapped the steering wheel, turning the key in his hand, and wanted to start. Coulson had seen his face, and he couldn’t get past it, let alone the original Chapman and a tied James in his car.

“Don’t move.” Chapman’s voice was calm, “His house is in this direction. He will be suspicious when you move.” He pressed Walter’s hand holding the key and pulled out the key. , Directly lowered his head, curled up and leaned on the car window, seeming to be pretending to sleep.

Walter tucked his mouth and lay directly on the steering wheel, pretending to be asleep.

James is sitting in the dark back seat, staring, watching his partner grab his chin, getting closer and closer here! The detective was really in a bad mood, and was irritating while walking and beating on the roadside fence.

Coulsons silhouette disappeared in the front window, James relaxed.

Suddenly two covered handprints were printed on the blackened side window, James was stiff, and then he saw Coulson’s staring face pressed against the car window. In the darkness, Coulson’s face was smudged black, very gloomy.

The handprints and face disappeared, James turned his gaze to the front window and looked at the silhouette that was about to reappear. He didn’t dare to hesitate and slid down between the seats.

Coulson knocked on the front window and yelled, “Hey! Get up!”

Of course no one in the car will move.

Coulson yelled a few more times and kicked Walter’s front irritably. The body shook slightly, but no one moved.

Coulson irritably took out his pen and notebook, wrote something, tore it off, and stuck it directly on the wiper. Turned around and left.

A long time has passed.

“Has he gone?” Walter said.

“He’s gone.” Chapman resumed his posture, looked back at James who was stuck in the seat and couldn’t get up again, and ignored him. Leaning forward, looking at the note stuck on the wiper.

Coulson left instructions to clear the paint on the windows within a time limit. The detective was in such a bad mood that he started looking for faults everywhere.

“Damn it!” Walter snarled angrily, staring at the note.

“He should have written down your license plate number.” Chapman frowned. He seemed to know Detective Coulson’s character, and added lightly.

Walter’s body is tight, snorted low, and he pats the steering wheel in front of him heavily. Then he turned around, violently pulled up James who was stuck between the seats, and stared at the detective fiercely, “You have to deal with this stuff! I don’t want your partner to find me again! You don’t want to Come on!”

James’ arms and shoulders were pulled in pain, but now he can do nothing but nodded. Especially when Chapman frowned and looked towards him, this was a direct threat.

James’ shoulders moved slowly, alleviating the pain. At the same time, he stared into Chapman’s eyes. He wanted to tell the other party that things don’t need to be so extreme, and there is still a possibility of turning around now! But the impossible meaning in his eyes was conveyed, and he himself had already admitted that he was not familiar with Chapman.

The look of James’s constant desire to convey meaning is not over yet, Chapman has already turned his head and looked towards his home in front of him.

The lights in the front porch are off, and the lights in the living room are off. It seems that the owner of the house is ready to rest after ensuring that the guests leave.

Chapman’s ride on the door handle, already has the posture to push the door to get out of the car.

“Hurry up!” Walter urged. “You don’t want Wander to be impatient!”

With the force of Chapman on the handle, he pushed open the door. James slammed into the front seat, and a buzzing hum came from his newly sealed mouth,’You don’t need to say goodbye! I can fix these! ‘, James knew that once the other party completed this final farewell, he completely gave up all hope and was taken by the shadow man to heaven knows where to wait to die!

The corners of Chapman’s mouth twitched, he raised his elbow, and hit James’ nose. Got out of the car.

Chapman did not go through the front door, bypassed the empty, dark driveway, stood on the back porch, and took out the keys, but these were not visible to James and Walter Of it.

All they can see is that the lights are on in the master bedroom on the second floor.

James clenched his fist with his hand tied behind his back. He wanted to smash something.

“I hope it won’t take too long.” Walter leaned on the backrest, frowning and looked towards the rearview mirror. James inside really stretched his neck and stared at the front window from the front window. houses. His nose was messed up with blood, “Don’t lean on my car!” Walter twitched his mouth and turned away. As a human, he hated watching vampires play with people, even for good deeds.

Walter began to glance left and right. He knew that the vampire must be hiding right now. But he realized that even if he saw it, he would never notice it. Twitched his lips gave up, moved his body, hugged his arms, leaned on the seat relaxedly, and really rested. After that, he has the task of driving Wander away from Barton.

Walter was wrong. Zach was in the vicinity before, in the lane, but he is not now.

“Detective Coulson!” Zach’s tone was very surprised. He patted the shoulder of the detective in front of him who was tantrum over a bag of garbage, “Why are you here?”

Coulson turned his head and looked towards Zach. He still doesn’t know that his memory is about to be tampered with by the vampire. We all know that Coulson had seen a vampire with Louise before James appeared, but was erased by the enchanting pupil.

The anger on Coulson’s face faded slightly, and he kicked the messy trash he had stepped aside, and smiled reluctantly, “It’s you. Where’s James?”

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Knowing that the other party is investigating the same thing as himself, Coulson spoke directly, “He didn’t return my call. Where is he?”

“oh?” Zach’s face was full Its a doubt, its like, “We’re separated long ago.” Zach smiled, “So, hasn’t he told you what I found?”

Coulson frowned, “No “Looking at Zach, he was hesitant to ask directly. Obtaining information from other people’s informants is not a professional ethical thing. He waved his hand, “You saw him and asked him to call me back. “

Coulson seems not at all thinking about asking his partner’s informant action, turned around and prepared to leave, then suddenly remembered something, and said to Zach again, “No, let him come to me directly Its OK!

Zac observed Coulsons expression. The detective obviously made a decision to let James Lance, the newcomer representing the objective, give up the truth. Whitewash the whole incident.

James concealed Zach not at all, so the vampire can fully know what everyone thinks in this matter. For Zach, this means that the gang members of the southern part will have bad luck, and even the “general” will also have bad luck.

While wooing James completely, Zach still wants to help the’general’. Think about it, the Seth incident just happened, and Chapman was “killed” there. This doesn’t mean that Barton City needs public opinion. Especially Crowley has shown intention to support the southern part under the big conditions. No one will benefit from this confrontation.

“Okay.” Zach agreed with a smile, his eyes turned red. There was no sincerity in this promise, and Coulson was about to forget it anyway.

Zach reached out and took out his notebook directly from Coulsons pocket, opened it, and a line of pages with a license plate number was torn off. Zach smiled and looked towards with a confused look in his eyes. Detective Coulson, “Don’t remember this little thing.”

Walter and Chapman are worried that Coulson will find the license plate, and Zack naturally doesn’t want Coulson to check it. So just erase this little trouble.

But vampires shouldn’t do this. He doesn’t know Coulson as much as Chapman and James, so he uses it to see.

In the dark driveway, Zach saw Coulson angrily write down the license plate number. As for the two people in the car, they didn’t need to see, they came to this conclusion based on their understanding of Coulson’s “character” and their judgment.

Zac tore the paper and threw it into the scattered trash. “We haven’t seen it.” Just like the last time in Room 202, the glorious Zach didn’t think about it at all. Waste more mouthpiece.

Coulson nodded, his notebook was tucked back.

Zac waved his hand, “You can go.”

Zac thought of the past, looked at Coulson’s back, shook his head and smiled. He wouldn’t use the enchanting pupil on James, and I don’t know if James would turn his face after knowing that he had done this to his partner twice. Pray that he will never know.

Well, under the faith of the Holy Lord, vampires who are imprisoned for immortality should really not pray.