Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

In the early morning, Grande received a strange call.

Zac, who was sitting behind the office and holding the receiver, touched his chin, and looked at the old Hank who had just taken the report paper and walked past the office, “Hank, someone is looking for you.”

Old Hank walked past the desk unresponsively, stopped at the side door and turned his head, staring like a bell, “What did you just say?!”

Zach raised his hand. “Your phone.”

Old Hank frowned, seemingly uncertain.

Zuck pursed his mouth and raised the receiver again, “The other party sounds anxious.”

Old Hank’s wrinkled face was impatient and doubtful, holding the newspaper Before walking to the office, I snatched the phone from Zack, “Hank! Who is looking for me!”

“Hank!” The other party’s voice was a little excited, “It’s me!”

“Who?!” If the size of the voice can be expressed by thickness, the phone line must be bursting now.

“Hadi!” The other person’s voice also rose louder, “You old bastard! Can’t hear my voice?! Damn it!”

Zac picked Raised his eyebrows, seeing Old Hanke showing a look of remembering, he turned his head to indicate and stood up, not intending to disturb the old man’s recollection. ‘Eavesdropping’ is not a good habit.

Didn’t expect Zach, who just stood up, was stopped by Old Hank raising his hand.

“Why are you looking for me? Hardy!” Old Hank kept his volume, glanced at Zach, and asked, “We are retired!”

Retired? Zachs eyebrows unconsciously picked up again. The Grand Funeral Home is still in business, and the big tree it relies on is well managed. Then Old Hanke can only say that it was once a livelihood’Clean up People’, clean people who make certain things and scenes disappear.

Zac wanted to use his eyes to indicate,’This sounds like your business, don’t need us to participate in it’, but the old Hank glared back. Obviously, Hank is not ready to let go of his current retirement.

“Old Guy, what do you think!” The old man in the receiver seemed to be very upset with Old Hank’s tone, “Who said I asked you to pick up the life! I did it very well, no Looking for you! I have other things to look for you!”

Old Hank’s wrinkled face twitched, “What’s the matter.”

“My grandson is gone!” Quickly, both Zach and Old Hank were taken aback, and continued in the earpiece, “I heard some news that Grande has started to’work’ again, but it seems that we are not in our business and become detectives! The upgrade is justified. It’s business!”

The tone is not a mockery, but it is obviously, uh, jealous? Continued in the earpiece, “I want to find someone else, I might as well find you! Old bastard who is not grateful!”

Old Hank glared, “What are you grateful for?! You just don’t want to spend money, right! Want to take advantage Right! Dont think I dont know! Old Hank seemed to be angry, Thats why you guy can never do it! Always want to go in a crooked way!

Zac pursed his lips, Hank waved his hand in front of him. Now is not the time to educate his former partners to be humans. Isn’t he the only one who’eavesdropped’ noticed that someone was missing?

It’s’missing’ again! Our vampire Zach is very sensitive to these two words recently. Harrisons missing, 12 missing, Haileys mother and son missing, the only possibility that does not need quotation marks is James Georginas missing, also Not much better. So please understand this sensitivity.

He hummed in the receiver for a long time, obviously because Hank took advantage of it. The grandson is missing, and this grandfather is amazing.

Old Hank looked at Zachs gesture, tugging at the corner of his mouth, “Which grandson?”

“The bigger one!”

“It turned out to be in Western The one in Region Grande?” Old Hank raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zach, indicating that this person knew him.

“Yes! Then I was quit!” The old man in the receiver seemed to be upset again, “I don’t have a job now, I’m at home every day!”

Old Hank’s face I dont want to hide my boredom, and shouted into the receiver, Damn it! We quit?! Didnt we provide a job to come to the South when the Western Region was taken away? No one wanted to come! The mill opened. Did someone come to apply for the job?! Blame us?!”

Zac sideways knocked on the table. Hank was telling the truth. The only profitable Western Region cemetery was taken away. The Grande was a blow. Zach did his best to retain those people in the Western Region when he was notified by the city government. In the end, he only dragged back a few truckloads of debris, leaving no one behind.

Its okay to think about it. The nature of the three districts of Barton is too different. People who are used to living in the Western Region are naturally reluctant to come to the South.

The other party froze for a long time.

Old Hank is probably annoying, “Its none of my business! You need someone to talk to the real worker! Im just a retired old fogey!” Tossed to Zach, snorted, and left.

Zack twitched the corners of his mouth, brought himself a cup of breakfast, holding the phone, “What do you call the sir?”

“Uh, no need to be Mr. Hardy. Zach, K.”

Zach introduced himself when he answered the phone, but the other party clamored for Hank. Now when the other party said the name of Zac, the tone was very strange, and it seemed to look down.

Zach doesn’t mind this attitude. After all, the other party just said, “I’m upgrading to do a legitimate business.” The meaning of the words is clear.

“Then, what can we help? Hardy.” Zach asked, shaking his glass.

“It’s my grandson, Woody.” The person in the receiver is not talking about anything, “He is missing, I want you to find him.”

“Did you call the police? “

“No.” Some unexpected answers. At the same time, the other party’s tone was a little special, and he paused for a while, “I want the police to get involved.”

Eyebrow, guessing, “Is it because of your work?”

The other party seemed to think about it, and denied, “No, no. Woody, uh, he, uh, his behavior has been somewhat recently, Uh, weird. I dont think… the police will do him good.”

Zac raised his eyebrows, “Is he missing, or has he left?”

“I I dont know!” The other party suddenly became impatient, “Do you want to help? Should I speak on the phone? If you dont want to answer, Ill find someone else!” Zach frowned, this The attitude is a bit too bad, but Grande is destined to accept the commission that is very likely not to receive a dime this time, because old Hank is back again, holding a spread of the materials, and throwing it in In front of Zac, he looked at Zac with his arms.

This is the employee profile of the former Grand Funeral Home in Western Region.

Zach looked at the one-inch registration photo, and Woody looked just 20 years old. Zach shook his head, “We picked it up, give me your address, and we will go to worship…” Zach raised his eyebrows, “Go after breakfast.”

There was a crooked sentence in the receiver. , Reported the address and hung up the phone.

Zac spread his hands at the gloomy old Hank, “Benjamin just got up, he needs food.”