Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Zac tilted his head, it was he who had forgotten his form, and he was a little disappointed in the gray professional circle he was in when he realized the fact. But it doesn’t matter, speaking of which, this is just a citizen game played by a vampire, it’s just that he is playing and putting himself in an embarrassing role. It’s not a major event, life is still there.

“Well, Hank.” Zach raised his eyebrows. “Many thanks to remind, but I dont think its something to be ashamed of in a professional circle where you need to stay together. After all, its very Convenience.” Zach curled his mouth, and the gray professional circle made him know’General’, Nou, and even Steve Walker. Yes, Zach’s word is very accurate-‘convenience’.

“Especially when you never tell me the old history of Grande, I need these people, I need these relationships, this group, the tighter they hold, the better.”

When Zach said this, Old Hank snorted. This is the truth.

Old Hank impatiently pushed away the plank in front of him, replaced it with one, and urged, “Dont talk about these ghosts, if you have any questions, please ask!”

Zach lifted up Hand, a little speechless. “I have asked, I want to know, do you know the other’cleaners’ in Barton?” Zach smiled on his face, “like your competitors.”

“What are you going to do?!” Old Hank glared at Zach, “What did you do outside to ask someone to clean it up?!” This is a questioning, it seems that Old Hank will be wrong, he thought we were The vampire has fallen to the point where it needs help from others to clean up the scene.

This is an insult to Zachs ability, Zach curl one’s lip, “Of course not, I just want to know, now if someone needs to clean up the scene, who will they look for?”

Zach was actually regretting it. When he was at Lane’s house, he actually heard the fat woman say a name, but in the mood to put things down and leave, Zach didn’t pay attention to it, and vaguely remembered what it was.’ Aix Aix has a similar pronunciation.

“Grande is enough! Who competes?!” Old Hank’s voice suddenly rose up, tearing down a long strip of sawdust.

Zac pursed his lips and shook his head, “So you dont know anything.”

“Are your brain broken!” Old Hank waved his plane again, “I’m already Its been ten years since I retired! How do I know if someone imitates me now! You ask me, who do I ask!”

Zac curled his eyebrows. Old Hanks words can fully show that he is truly self Great man, the job of Cleaner was not created by Old Grande and the others. No one imitated him…

“Zac?” Louise cried out hesitantly.

Zac had long discovered that she was standing behind the south gate of the warehouse, but she should have seen herself talking to Hank, and didn’t want to disturb it.

Zac glanced at Old Hank for the last time and shook his head. The old man didnt give any help. He looked towards Louise, “What’s the matter?”

“Are you finished? “Louise said hello to Old Hank and was ignored. She didn’t mind. She squeezed her lips at Zach. “I just came back and checked the answering machine by the way. There are a few messages, you want to listen. Listen?”

Of course I am going.

Anyway, Old Hank wouldn’t bother, and Zach didn’t say hello, he stood up, stretched out his arm to hug Louise and walk towards Grande. No, Louise actually avoided Zac with an unclear smile on her face, “Farewell, your’interest’ has been interrupted, don’t blame me.”

Zac stretched out his hands dry in the air and his face was helpless. This is basically Louise telling Zac in her own way that he will not be in a good mood after listening to the message.

Zac retracted his hand, touched his cheek with a sigh, and followed Louise on the back porch. Louise went to the second floor to accompany Alice to watch the new version of [Cook’s Kitchen], and Zach walked into the dining room.

Loise has already rewinded the video tape intimately, and Zac directly pressed the play button.

Fortunately, I already had Louises vaccination. Zac gave himself a cup first, leaning against his lips, waiting for the voice of the cassette to rotate.

“It’s me.” Nuo’s voice, his tone depressed, “I found something. Uh, didn’t you tell me Boyson bought those fake soul grass, so I tracked it down? Those lead to soul grass.”

Zach raised his eyebrows, which seemed to be good news, although Zach had no idea how those’hay’ could be tracked.

As a result, those who cited Soul Grass until the end of Bishops funeral were not actually sold. Nuo in the message began to explain, Those original sellers just received the money in advance. Its not a deposit, its more than three times the price you ordered from Grande. The full amount, in cash, requires that the grass be deducted and sent to the designated location.”

“And this place was only notified yesterday These merchants. Steve helped me to find out, and the final delivery location was a private warehouse of the Quinn family. I just came back from there…”

Zach frowned, he remembers he has He specifically asked Nuo not to have any contact with Boyson, but Nuo still acted alone.

“Uh, maybe I am not clear about it. It is the private warehouse of the Quinn family.” In the message, Nuo emphasized, “Registering under the name of Porch Quinn means that Porch is required. The warehouse that Quinn can open and enter.” Nuo said in a self-deprecating tone, “So you dont worry about what dangers I will encounter. The only thing I do is to take a photo from a distance. Then I return without success. , I called you, um, so be it, if you have time, call me, we need to confirm it.”

After the hang up tone, the first message ends. Zach sipped half a glass of wine. He knew what the so-called private warehouse was. The equivalent to warehouse version of the bank safe was used to store some large and valuable items that could not be made public, such as works of art auctioned underground.

This place only recognizes faces, and not at all the so-called registration is under whose name. This is natural, the contents cannot be made public, the owner is naturally more impossible to make public, and I dont know how Nuo must be Porch.

Zac failed to think too much, and the second message began to play.

“It’s me.” James’s voice was low and cautious.

The extremely small background sound made Zach leaned forward and turned his head. Benjamin’s voice seemed to be approaching and clear from a very distant place, “James, who are you talking to.” “

“Coulson.” James replied in a voice, just hanging up.

Zac frowned, still wondering what the inexplicable message meant to express, and the third message began to play.

“It’s me.” This third “Is me” has no emotions, and at the same time makes Zac completely stranger. I don’t know who it is, but the person who left the message is completely unconscious, “They are fighting. , Who am I going to help? Sibera, or Crowley, or Saint, or Ian, or Kesdell, or my own person.”

Oh, its in the Yi The shape of the guardian. As soon as Zach reacted, he hung up.

Zach blinked and watched the time on the answering machine jump for a quarter of an hour. The fourth message appeared, “No need, no one is dead.” Hang up, and the message ends.