The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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"As you can see, because of heavy rain, the homeless shelter is already overcrowded ..."

The midday news did not bring good news to the citizens of Patton. Eight ■ One? Chinese ●? Www.81zw.com ■ The people of Grand House sat in the ‘entertainment room’ on the second floor, discussing what video to watch again. In the case where Alice has shrunk silently, the film about love has been ruled out. There is still the horror theme of Old Hank, and Louise ’s comedy theme is in dispute.

Two humans who have a special status in Grande do not compromise, so the news can continue.

Reported reporters irresponsibly inserted their emotions, using the inside of the crowded shelter as the background, holding the microphone, and angry at the audience in front of the screen.

"There are still prisoners in the Barton Room, especially the murderer who accompanies the death sentence, and the number of volunteers in the shelter is seriously insufficient when there are still wandering around! There are no suitable security measures at all, and the identity of everyone cannot be confirmed ! Regarding this, the person in charge of the shelter actually evaded and did nothing ... "

On TV, reporters roared in a crowded and noisy shelter, and outside the TV, Old Hank and Louise were unwilling to compromise.

The vampire slowly moved towards the room door.

"Where are you going?" Benjamin asked, looking up at Zac.

The phone rang, thank God. Benjamin tugged at the corner of his mouth, crossed Old Hank and Louise, picked up a video tape, and stuffed it into the machine, ending all the noise.

The ringing phone was the one on Zac's desk. Zac sat down leisurely and picked up the microphone. "Grand."

"Me, Walter." A middle-aged man's voice came from the receiver.

Zac raised an eyebrow. This guy will call, quite strange. However, Zac was indeed waiting for the news of this guy. The analysis results he promised to Grande before the full moon were not delivered on time.

"Are there any results?" Zac asked directly. ?? Bayi Chinese? ★ ★ Net. www.81zw.com?

"Huh." Walter snorted with his leaky mouth. The reluctant reply, "There are some."

"Some?" Zac pouted.

"Send some more samples." Walter seemed too lazy to get entangled with Zacto and asked directly.

Zac shook his head helplessly, "More? This is for your research and analysis, not for you."

"Who would use that ghost thing!" Walter said impatiently. "Do you want the complete analysis results ?! Then get some samples honestly!"

"Bring it yourself." Zack rubbed his lips. The fact is that the full moon night has passed, and the time is another month. To be honest, Zac is not in a hurry.

"This kind of ghost time? When there are murderers swaying outside?" Walter raised his voice, "I won't go out!"

The reason is quite good. "Okay." Zac pulled out a glass, shook the bottle, and poured himself snacks. "At least tell me what's some."

The other party was silent for a while. "Benjamin is around?"

"No." Zac glanced at the empty office, Grande's creatures were upstairs, the vampire turned his head, listening to the war movie.

"You come over and say, opposite the address [Pixar Department Store], I'm waiting for you here." Walter reported the address and hung up the phone.

Zac frowned, and Walter didn't seem to want to talk about these things near Benjamin.

The vampire turned his head to clear the liquid in the glass, which was the decaying mall. Is it the home of the [Crescent Moon Perfumery Shop] owner and the woman in Yin'an? Inexplicably, the shelter in the news just appeared in Zac's mind, also nearby.

Turned around and opened the curtains to see that the takeaway showed no signs of rain. Zac sorted out the necessary things and walked out of the office.

It didn't take long for Zac to sit in the driver's seat of the truck, and a wooden box was placed on the co-pilot, which was a sample of spices taken by Benjamin. ? August????? Chinese? Www.8.11ww.com?

Alpha's body, standing next to the car, had been soaked in rain, and the co-pilot door pulled by him remained motionless. Alpha was rejected by the vampire again.

Drops of water kept gathering on Alpha's brow bone. Then crossed his brown eyes and dripped it on his cheek, "You are funny."

Zac smiled and took the co-pilot ’s door, and he did n’t let go. “It ’s not funny, Grande needs to keep a housekeeper. I do n’t forget, we have a murderer who is still shaking outside.

Benjamin stared at Zac, "You're watching, I'll send samples."

Zac blinked and looked at the wet Alpha, and then looked at the cleaned car, shaking his head firmly, "No."

Alpha snorted and left.

Zac sighed and moved the truck away from Grand. Looking away from the sample placed on the co-pilot, he skimmed his mouth. Walter's tone seemed like a bad thing.

I do n’t know if it ’s because of the weather or current events, and Highway 27 is very deserted. The passing vehicles that I occasionally see at this time also disappear. Along the road, houses and farms that were cut by the rain ... and no people were visible.

Listening to the rain filled with ears, the vampire turned the **** of the radio, didn't find what he wanted, and shook his head in disappointment, intently driving the car.

The situation in the North District is similar. The view from the car window is limited by the building. Under the gray sky, the silhouette is still scarce. Occasionally a car stopped by the roadside, and the people inside hurriedly got off and disappeared in the building, and then the street calmed down again.

The human heart is really strange. It seems that those who escaped from prison did not live among these ordinary citizens before their crimes appeared. Nervous because someone escaped? It is simply nonsense. God can testify that a seemingly normal neighbor may be more worthy of fear than these jailbreakers who are so stupid.

Vampires are impersonal, we do n’t have to agree with him. Emphasize.

No surprise, the declining Pixar Department Store is temporarily closed. It has nothing to do with the jailbreak incident, but the heavy rain. If it is open, it will become another homeless shelter, which is not good for business.

Zach parked the car on the street corner, took the spice sample and pushed open the door, and ran to Walter leaning on the inside of the alley.

"You brought it?" Walter asked Zac, looking at Zac.

Zac handed the box in his arms to Walter, but was pushed back. "I don't want to touch that thing. Hold it yourself."

Zac frowned, holding the box in one hand, removing the hat in one hand, and throwing off the water droplets. Following Walter, walk inside.

"This is her home?" Zac looked around.

In fact, there is nothing to say at all. The road about six meters wide is surrounded by five- and six-storey buildings on both sides, and the zigzag fire escape on the red brick wall extends to the top floor. A window sill with some potted plants provided a dry place for this alley.

Walter was like a childish child, jumping against a wall in dry places. "Um. I have to tell you something first."

Zac pouted, imagining that Walter did not want Zac to appear in the woman's house.

"She has lived in Barton longer than Spella, and she has nothing to do with you interracial!" Walter turned to look at Zac, with a trace of ridiculous threat, "Do you understand! "

Zac smiled empathically, "Understood, this is only a one-time help, I will never bother her in the future, I promise."

Wall nodded and stood outside a door. Pressed the number 1o1 at the bottom and waited for the owner's reply.

"Will she invite me in?" Zac took advantage of this gap and asked a very important question. Do you remember, who will live in 1o1? Yes, it is the landlord. Vampires can't step into this building.

Walt glanced at Zac without answering, and heard the woman's voice ringing in the answering bell, "Walter?"

Walter squinted at Zac and put his face in front of the answering board. "Well. He's here. He needs your invitation."

"Oh." After a soft response, the call ended.

The soft sound of the door lock appeared, and Voltra opened the door. Without going in, wait outside with Zac.

It didn't take long for an Indian woman to emerge from the corridor.

Due to the weather, the lighting in the corridor is not sufficient, and only the light above the head serves as lighting. The dim light shone on the woman walking by, turning her deep profile into a flaw. With her shawl and silky dress, she looked like a female ghost and floated in front of them.

"Zacree Grande." Walter did not reluctantly introduce, "Maggie Crescent."

Zac smiled and looked at the woman in front of him, nodded slightly, "You can call me Zac."

"Maggie." The woman opened her eyes and stared at Zac, seemingly, curious, "You, just like Spira said." Then, she stretched out her slender hand, it seemed to be Touch Zac ...

"Cough!" Walter cleared his throat.

"Oh, sorry." Maggie withdrew her hand embarrassedly, looked at Zac's slightly indifferent expression, took a deep breath, and offered an invitation seriously, "Zacary Grande, I allow you to enter my property Ground. "

Zac nodded again and looked at Maggie gratefully, "Thank you."

Please don't take this invitation too seriously. Maggie can allow it at this time or refuse it at any time. And remember, Maggie invited 'Zacree Grande', if our vampire's identity as 'Zacree Grande' lapses, just like Ian as Anthony's identity certificate is destroyed He will be burned to death like this, which allows, and will no longer hold.

Although it may not be the time to say this, I still remember Zac once wondered that mere cremation has become popular, and the secret alliance that has occupied the central part of the Federation for four centuries needs to give up its territory and leave?

Under the leadership of Maggie and Walter, Zack officially entered, stepping on the soft carpet on the aisle and entering her real home. The vampire looked around casually. This woman in old clothes and a small perfume shop is very rich. (A good event to drop a pie in the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Pay attention to ~ dot / Chinese network public number (WeChat add friends-add public number-enter qdread)), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately Follow qdread WeChat public account!) (To be continued.)