Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Maybe it was mentioned that Zac made Zac’s intentions for a while, or maybe it just didn’t want Neil and Quest to appear in Grande, which caused unnecessary trouble. The old-fashioned car traversed eastward from the direction of the sanatorium, crossed Highway 27 and continued eastward, and stopped at Grande Mill.

Zach, in order to make full use of his heart to say that he paid, instructed Seth to get the unconscious men and women out of the car, looked at Maddison who came out to greet him, and pondered for a while, “I need a A secret room, and your phone.”

Madison nodded, leading Seth to the basement, which is the morgue.

“Madison.” Zach stopped Madison who was wearing a beret, “What’s wrong with your hair?”

Madison raised his hat, black and white hair was hidden under the hat, and he shook his head helplessly, “I don’t know, it suddenly became like this before.”

Zuck pursed his mouth, not knowing what to say, and walked to Maddisons office.

Lipp has disappeared.

Its the disappearance literally. When both Zach and Seth felt it necessary to combine the vampires ability to manipulate memory and the devils Soul Seal memory to figure out the guys true intentions, Lip The back seat disappeared.

It’s not like the harbinger of light and shadow like the earthbound spirits, nor is it fuse together with the environment like other aliens with hidden ability, nor is it leaving or disappearing at a speed beyond the perception of vampires and demons.

No matter what Lipp is or what he wants to do, at this moment, it can only become an insoluble mystery.

Zach decided not to waste time thinking about that guy, walked into Maddison’s office, sat at the table, and dialed No. During the waiting time, the vampire randomly flipped through the files on Maddison’s desk.

The elongated beep stopped abruptly and was immediately replaced by a short disconnection sound. Zach raised his eyebrows while holding the receiver. There was no one, and there was no answering machine. The warehouse of the’General’ is really shabby.

Zac hung up the phone, picked it up again, changed the number and dialed it. It was the call from the’General’ bar.

The documents in front of Zach have been opened randomly, and they are all working documents of the mill. Maddison seemed to have constrained a lot since the last little awkwardness, and no longer blamed Zach for the irresponsibility of the boss.

It may be a little guilty. The classmates in Maddisons writing instruction class caused problems for Grande, and he, who was also a member of Grande, didnt notice at all. He just wanted to be humiliated by Morris Teacher for his immortality and wanted Disclosure of the identity of the vampire.

Well, everyone can eliminate the possibility. This is the voice of the heart.

Zac was satisfied to see a note at the bottom of the file, and above it was a record of contacting and observing the Sheila West. Although it is all trivial content, such as she took the cat to class, wrote something, sick and asked for leave… But it can be seen that Maddison is still seriously implementing Zach’s orders and watching this woman with strange powers. .

“Speak!” The impatient voice of the’General’ came from the receiver.

Zac closed Maddison’s notes, “‘General’, Zach. Where is No, he is not in the’office’.”

“Oh! You!” The general’s tone immediately softened, “Nou went to see his maid.” The voice in the receiver was a little worried, “I haven’t come back since I went out in the morning.”

Zac frowned. “He has left contact information…” After thinking about it, he changed his words, “Did he say where he is going?”

“Of course not!” The tone of the’general’ was also helpless,” I really dont know what hes up to!” After a pause, the’General’ continued, “Is there any progress in what you are doing?”

Zac felt the tone of the’General’, He knew that Nuo not at all gave Quest’s entrustment to the’general’ to explain in detail, it was protection. There was a smile in Zach’s tone, “Yes, it’s not bad. Where is your side, do you have any news about those weapons?”

“Damn it!” The’general’ tone suddenly It got worse, “Nodded in trouble! Forget it, don’t talk about it here, wait for him to come back!”

Zac hung up the phone to the air nodded. After thinking about it, Zach called again, it was Mrs. White’s call. Neil and Daphne have already gotten their hands. It’s the right way to solve this matter quickly, otherwise these two living people will stay in Barton, what will happen to Heaven knows.

Although Zach didn’t understand the special meaning of Lip’s words, listening to the tone of the’general’, the hunter’s problem became serious. Zach didn’t want to’wait’ for Nuo to come back.

The call was picked up soon, Zach did not waste time, “Mrs. White, do you know where your friend Miona is now?”

“Uh, it’s you Ah, what’s the matter?” Mrs. White’s voice was a little weird.

Zac squinted and listened carefully to the background sound in the receiver. Someone lowered her voice and asked her in a threatening tone!

Zac lowered his voice, “Mrs. White, just say something, just let me know how many people are in your family.”

“Oh…” The woman stretched her voice, “Five bottles of rum should be enough.”

“Did they set any traps.” Zach continued to ask in a low voice.

“Flowers?” Mrs. White was still good at these things. “Lina said she would get some, but I don’t know. I think there should be some on the front hall and back porch.”

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“Are there any Indians.” Zach continued to ask, after thinking about it, and adding, “A special Indian like Sibera.”

“I think it should be Father. Now anyone can be a pastor. I dont want those half-hanging men to preside over.”

“Miao Na and his master, are there?”

“Packed and sealed Okay, its in the basement. But the address hasnt been written yet. I have to think about what to give to whom.”

“Youre doing a good job, Mrs. White, keep calm, I will soon Come here.” Zach stood up, Mrs. White’s condition was not good, and Noh’s condition was not good. The vampire must pass quickly.

“En.” On the other side of the phone, Mrs. White was nodded. Her hands were shaking slightly. Hanging up the phone meant that she had to face everything that happened in her own home again.

“Who is it!”

As soon as Mrs. White’s hand holding the receiver was halfway down, she was quickly pressed by a large palm and she forcibly hung up the phone! The strong middle-aged man pulled Mrs. White’s arm, and put a cold dagger on her chin, “Who is calling!”

“Friend, friend!” Mrs. White’s body Trembling, his eyes moved down uncontrollably, staring at the sharp blade against his chin.

“What are you talking about!” The fierce hunter pulled Mrs. White’s hair without mercy, pressed her on the sofa, and asked.

“Recruitment, reception!!” Mrs. White said in horror.

“What reception?!”

“Me, my son!” The panic on Mrs. White’s face had obvious sadness! She didn’t know where the courage came from, and suddenly stared at the person threatening her life in front of her, “Are you blind! Look around! When you Barbarian broke into my house, didn’t you find it! I just lost me? His son! This is a ceremony for his friend!”

The strong hunter frowned, the dagger still on Mrs. White’s body, but he looked at his companion, passing his eyes.

Mrs. White is telling the truth, this standard middle-class residence has a special decoration at this time. The table, the floor, and the fireplace are full of candles. There is also a large horizontal board in the living room. Various photos and cards are posted on it.

Different from the farewell ceremony at a formal funeral, the Wake is not a formal ceremony, but a private ceremony for those who are in contact with the deceased but are not eligible or unable to attend the funeral.

Just like the rugby players and angry young girls gathered before Warehouse 13… You know, the person holding the funeral is impossible to be the deceased, and some people who are absent from the formal funeral are certainly They can’t get on the stage, some are just getting the news late, but they still have the right to express their grief to the dead. As a mother, Mrs. White has actually done enough thoughtful.

The hunter glared at Mrs. White, took away the knife, “Sit here!” Then he glanced at his companion, frowned and asked, “How’s going on below?”

The person being asked shook his head, but there was a hint of sarcasm on his face, “But it doesn’t take long before he will give up. Nu Tao (the name of Yin’an) has already started to use big tricks.”

“I’ll go and see, you guys look here!” The middle-aged hunter twitched his lips, glanced at Mrs. White, and walked to the basement.

Between the living room and the rear lounge, under the sloping staircase, a wooden door was pushed open, and the cold air flow gushed out, making the hunter shiver. He pulled his clothes, stepped up the stairs, and walked down.

The calm voice from bottom to top, “Are you still reluctant to say it. Your maid seems to be unable to hold it anymore.”

The hunter stood with his Indian companion Behind them, looking at the two people tied to the chair in front, the man with gray sideburns is their real target, Nor Ripet, the fat woman with dizzy pupils and her head trembling is his maid Miona .

The man with the surname Rage glanced at his companion, nodded, and continued his hand movements.

He held a puppet in his left hand, and his right hand took a needle and thread and pierced the puppets eye. His movements are fast, and the thin dark brown lines seem to be Myona’s hair. Turning his hand up and down, one eye of the puppet has been completely stitched.

Nuo’s eyes widened. He watched Miona who was opposite to him. The pupils of the eyes corresponding to the puppet disappeared, and the whole eyeball became like a plastic fake eye!

Routaos hand stopped on the other eye of the puppet, “I wont continue to pierce her heart and kill her. It seems that you are impossible to speak, so I decided Start with these little things.”

Nuo stared at the Indian who spoke! If he can, he will tear each other apart! Like a real lion. It’s a pity that he can’t, he can now clearly realize that he has walked into the other’s ambush!

“Where did you put’Colt’?” The Indian asked calmly.

Nuo cant say that after seeing what these weird terrorists can do, how can he tell them,’Colt’, that old rifle was given to the’General’ by him!

“It’s a pity.” The Indians shook his head in anger, flipping the needle in his hand, “Your maid will never see this World anymore.” The other eye was sewn.