From the secretary’s office, James couldn’t tell whether his partner Coulson was happy or angry.

But it must be admitted that the director’s permission to handle the case will be much more convenient for James and Coulson. They no longer need to sell personal favors in exchange for information, and everything is just fine.

So, Coulson snatched James’ notebook directly, and was going to go to his colleagues who had previously exchanged free coffee for news, and asked for more detailed report information. Didn’t James say that there are four such fires in the North District, and Boone in Paisin is just one of them.

If Coulson’s guess is correct, then these former fighter club members are all guys in extreme danger, Coulson can’t let one pass. Still don’t make any suspense, Coulson is wrong, wrong is outrageous, watching everything that happened in Barton, we should know that these fires are because of the formation of the Indians to change the world law! No relationship with the terrorist organization of Saint Cici!

At this time, the only ones in Barton on the right path are Reimer, Eve and Lidia, who have not yet appeared in front of our vampires.

However, Coulson insists on going in this wrong direction, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Want to come over? How can this end? The “cracks” created by aliens must be filled in a way that an ordinary person can understand. What can be compared to the fact that the remnants of the terrorist organization that have been destroyed are more suitable for the existence of people who carry this scapegoat?

So, let Kawson toss. As long as you dont make any other mess…

“Hey!” Coulson suddenly reached out and caught Chapman who was walking by, “Hey! I just have something to ask you!”

James stood aside with a gloomy face, looking at Chapman with a languid expression. James didn’t know what look he was going to show, anyway, the two of them who knew the existence of the Barton alien did not have a tacit understanding, and now it doesn’t matter.

“Uh…” Coulson and Chapman are familiar with each other a lot. Remember, Coulson was the one who tried to defend Chapman when he first investigated the disappearance of Puman.” You look like shit! How many shifts have you been in?! Haven’t rested for a few days!”

Chapman’s expression glanced at James wilfully, and gave a puzzled look. I didn’t accept it, forget it, no tacit understanding. Reluctantly pushed Coson’s hand holding his arm away, and tidied the police uniform. “For many days, I’m very busy. Are you busy.”

“Uh.” Coson was in a rushed rhythm. He seemed to be interrupted and frowned, “I said you don’t have to fight like that! Didn’t you sell the house? Your child’s medical expenses should not be so difficult!”

Chapman frowned Under the eyebrows, he didn’t seem to like talking about family matters at the police station, even more how, and James, who knew some of his shameless truths, was beside him. I looked at Coulson a little irritably, “Do you have any orders? Detective Coulson?” The title was increased.

“Uh.” Coulson looked around. He, the excluded guy, could already feel the gaze from around him. Malice is not enough, but it is not good intentions! He who failed to provide something on the southern part issue is why everyone is busy now.

What is annoying is that, as a result, Coulsons uselessness has now become a squeeze out of leisure. His every move of this idler reminds everyone of the reasons for the hard work. Bad cycle.

Coulson slapped the desk next to him with a terrible expression, regardless of who he was, “Look at what he is! The case ordered by the Secretary himself! Do your own business!”

The director’s permission can still be used like this, James has learned.

Without controlling the response of others in the police station, Coulson stopped Chapman again, “Go and talk in a quiet place!”

Chapman once again With a confused look, he looked towards James. This is not good news. Chapman does not want this case to have anything to do with what he is dealing with now.

Oh, what is Chapman working on? Naturally it is the chaos of the southeast part, covering up the truth, containing randomly abandoned corpses…but everyone needs to face Chapmans other identity, he is also Crowleys person, used by the southeast part of Skols gang Skull bonesThe police under control, so Chapman is not only doing things for the stability of the police station, covering up, whatever you want, the point is not here. The point is that Chapman is still dealing with the troubles of Skols gang!

What is happening in the southern part is chaotic war, chaotic war! The’General’ is completely abolished! Why can Skower be in the center safely? Is it supported by half of the demons in his gang? Hehe, the human gang war does not care if your members have something that is only found in the sacred scriptures like demons!

Therefore, when Chapman performed his police duties, he was still carefully washing away the evidence of the [skull bones], such as destroying the traces of Skulls weapons, and completely destroying some The scars that only show up when possessed by the devil…

To sum up, Chapman does not want the case handled by Coulson and James to have anything to do with the devil. With such hope, he passed it to James with his eyes.

Unfortunately, James still failed to accept what Chapman conveyed, but James was still a little conscious. He thought that Chapman should be reminded that this case was Zachna. A case brought only by a vampire. As the only two police officers in this police station who know the existence of alien races, this right to know is still needed, right.

“Well…” James frowned, and while following Coson to the pipe down place, he pondered the wording, “My informant, um, this case was provided Clues.”

Very good, a trace of clarity flashed in Chapman’s eyes looking towards James, but immediately changed to the doubt of the’need more’ news.

James didn’t quite understand the look in Chapman’s eyes, so he said, these two people didn’t have a tacit understanding, there was no one before, and there is no one now.

James twitched at the corner of his mouth. He really didnt know how to express it, “Well… the fire that our North District Police Department completely ignored.” James pursed his mouth. This vague expression can be What?

Facts have proved that it will not work.

Because Chapmans eyes turned weird, he glanced at James, then at Coulson, and said something like this, “Fire? What are you looking for? I am not responsible. The patrol in Port of Saskatchewan?”

Coulson stopped, “What? What did you say? Port of Massa? There is also a fire in Port of Massa?”

“Wait! Chapman became alert and stared at James, watching James’ face completely unaware of what happened and so on, his eyes turned to Coulson, his face dull, “What are you going to ask about the fire.”

Coulson blinked and opened his mouth, his expression looked at James weirdly. Chapman made eye contact with James unfathomable mystery, how could he not notice, he just knew that the two were faintly at odds with each other, so he didnt bother to ask, “No! What kind of fire are you talking about! Let me talk about what you mentioned first. !”

Did you think of it?

What Coulson wants to ask is what Chapman, who lives in Easton, knows about the fire in the Southern District.

And, what Chapman said, oh, it’s time to revisit a little thing in everyone’s memory. The death of Dylan’s advanced demon being punished by the laws of the world took place in the underground secret industrial base of Smith Warehouse.


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