The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Above the short sides of the L-shaped Grand House are the kitchen and dining room, and the rectangular wooden table is filled with food by Alice. ? Bayi ◆? Chinese? Wen Wang www.8.11.ww.com? Louise and Jin sat uncomfortably at the table. Of course, Jin Zang held a short axe in his hand under the table, and his boots were still inserted Two daggers.

"Do I have to be here?" Louise asked anxiously, if she wanted to hide in the basement.

Alice picked up a plate of egg rolls and walked to Zac's office under the call of the bell. When she passed behind Louise, she stroked her trembling shoulder: "It will be fine, I will see nothing." '.'

Louise smiled reluctantly, she and Alice had established a friendship, and the banshee did not hide her ability. So Louise is very clear about what Alice means by "seeing". But she still leaned carefully on the side where Kim had prepared the weapon. After thinking about it, she changed her direction and leaned towards Benjamin, who had turned her ears into pointy wolf ears near the office.

With a plate on her head, Alice walked out of the restaurant, passed the empty stairwell, turned a right angle, and pushed open the back door (side door) of Zac's office.

"So, you haven't killed anyone." Zac said to the man sitting opposite the desk, nodding at her when she saw Alice coming in.

Alice handed the egg roll to the man and took away the plate in front of him. Alice still brought her makeup to Louise, smiled slightly at Zac, and exited the office with the used plate.

The man did n’t dislike greasy stains. He picked up an egg roll and delivered it to the entrance. He uttered something unclear.

James looked at the omelet that was about to be cut in half, nodded, and said calmly, "This is the best omelet I have ever eaten."

"Oh?" Zac came interested: "I never knew that the aliens had the so-called taste, I thought you would eat everything. ●? Eight? One Chinese? Web www.81zw.com?"

"You're not wrong." James solved the remaining half: "We can't feel the taste. However, we can still feel the taste of the food. I like soft or crisp food. I hate hard things. . "

"Like bones?" Zack asked with a smile.

"Yes, like bones." James nodded and had begun to solve the second egg roll with a serious expression.

Zac reached out and took away the egg rolls that James was about to deliver, and put them aside with the plate: "Well, James, overeating is one of the original sins, do n’t make me feel good about you just raised. Disappear. Now, tell me everything. "

James looked at the food that was taken away, and still had no expression on his face. He wiped the grease on his clothes.

"You won't like what you will hear." James turned his head and looked at Zac's office. "How many vampires are here."

"Only me." Zac was not in a hurry. He had already asked just now that the alien in front of him was not the one who caused the riots in the city of Barton, "and a werewolf, he went to the Barton police station and left you a call . And the Banshee who made the egg roll for you, you have just seen. "

"Werewolf, Banshee?" James had a puzzled expression on his face for the first time: "So, what are you guys here? Monster Museum?"

Zack chuckled, "Did you not see our signboard when you came? [Grand Funeral Home", stop asking such obvious questions. "

"So your last name is 'Grande'? How long have you lived here." James asked coldly. ?? Eight ◆ One Chinese ▼ Wen Wang www.81zw.com ★

Zac made a natural move: "1o years."

"So, Barton City is your place." James nodded and shook his head again: "I've never heard of it."

"Are you here to compete for our territory?" Zack's lips twitched slightly, without denying James.

"No." James continued to shake his head: "I said, you won't like what I will say."

"Don't care about my preferences. Say it."

"Among underground creatures, there is a rumor: The city of Barton is a land of no ownership."

Zac felt his chin, and he really didn't like the rumor, which meant that there were countless alien creatures pouring into the city of Patton, treating it as their own paradise.

"The rumor is false. I'm here, this is my city." Zac summed up coldly.

"This is your own words, against thousands of words. You should understand the meaning of the 'rumors'." James said very resolutely.

"Who opened this rumor. Is the vampire ancestor family?" Zac stood up and poured himself a cup of bright red wine.

James's eyes moved with Zac, his thoughts disappeared instantly, and he continued to say in a plain tone: "No, if it were those people, I wouldn't be able to come here. Rumors started inside the city of Barton."

Zac looked up, drank ‘wine’ fluid, frowned: “This is impossible.”

Zac trusted Anthony. As the mayor of Barton, Anthony could not let aliens enter Barton.

James shook his head: "You vampires, always keep your eyes high. The composition of human society is not just the upper class. Like us, there are vampires who think of themselves as nobles, unrestrained werewolves, and are eliminated by the times The Banshee, and me, have a low-blood shape-shifter. "

"What do you want to express." Zac turned to look at James. Is there an underground alien organization in Button? This is even more impossible.

"As I said, rumors circulate among underground creatures, those lower-level aliens that are outside the mainstream forces."

Zac frowned, and asked the previous question again, but he didn't give his own assumptions: "Who opened the rumor? How did it spread?"

"I didn't know it until today." James pointed to the phone on Zack's desk: "An alien who controls Button's phone line. I think if my partner Detective Coulson made no mistakes. Direction, his name is David, an ordinary employee of Barton Telecom. "

Cross Zac's office, walk through the empty stairwell, turn at a right angle, and enter the restaurant of the Grand House.

Benjamin's fingers on the rectangular wooden dining table snapped up! Five deep scratches appeared in the dry scratching sound!

Louise shook his body close to Benjamin: "What, what? Benjamin, what did you hear?"

"Nothing." Benjamin shook his head, and the fluff on the wolf-shaped palms faded away, turning into normal palms.

Louise carefully moved the chair to Jin's side ...

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It is 3:21 in the afternoon.

"Please note that passengers heading to Barton City will start at 3.30, and the **** train to Barton City will start. Passengers heading to Barton City should board the train as soon as possible, and please check in for large luggage. Wish everyone a happy trip. Go to Barton City Passengers in the city, please note that three points ... "

A man with a black wide-brimmed hat lowered the brim, blocking his eyes, and at the same time tightened his coat that was not very warm. His clothes looked very old, but fortunately it was still clean. He took a small bag and took out a ticket from his pocket and handed it to the train conductor.

"Wish you a pleasant trip." The trainman, who is taller than the man, glanced at the ticket mechanically and handed it back.

The man nodded, ‘I wish I had a really good time in Barton’. The man thought so and boarded the train.

There are not many people on the train. The east of Barton is Massa Bay, so the people who are still on this train are the people who go to the terminal-Barton.

The man looked at his seat, and someone was sitting opposite him now. He didn't want to be in contact with people, so he walked to the unaccompanied seat.

After sitting down, the man put his handbag in his arms, this is his only possession. More than two hundred, and forged identity documents.

The man was relieved and only took off some old gloves and put it on the small table without taking off his hat. He didn't want others to notice his special color. The man looked out the window. What will happen in the future? I hope it will be a paradise, as the rumors say.

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Although creating suspense is very important, but I do n’t want people to treat this somewhat lonely man as a bad thing, so, I think, I should tell everyone:

that's me.