The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"What is this?" James looked at what was in his hand. ? August 1st? 81z. com

Without explaining it, let me talk about what Zac is doing.

On the way back from the church, Zach entered the cemetery, and it was impossible to follow Matthew's progress in their work. Based on the current cemetery, there are security guards who work for Grande but do not ‘work’ for Grande, as well as new employees. Matthew and Danny, including Harrison, can only dig the soil at the normal human level. They also have to chat with James to talk to the security guard from time to time. The process is very slow.

Zac doesn't care. Uh, if anyone cares, well, Lang ’s cemetery is ready in the morning, and now they are preparing Mr. Donna ’s cemetery. How to say that Mr. Old Donna is also an upper-class figure in the Western District. The cemetery has larger specifications and more complicated decoration. Although it is not the kind with the statue of an angel in the tomb of Quinn, but because it is a family tomb, watching the progress is enough for them to be busy at night.

Zac wants to see what James has learned, has he asked about the disturbing situation of ‘security market competition’. But seeing James' constipated face, he knew that there was nothing to gain.

James explained this way, "People in their company hate me! Before Bishap's prosecution case, and then engaged with Grand, they didn't tell me anything!"

The new goal James just got, it just hangs.

Then there is the real reason for Zac ’s coming, a ‘new perspective’. Zac stood in front of the semi-cemetery and found out the snack can. He watched the ghoul Harrison secretly cut out the new tomb with his fingers while no one was paying attention, and answered James, "You think Listen to the full version or simple? "

James twitched, "What is this!"

That simply means, "a fax."

"I know this is a fax!" James pulled off his work gloves and flattened the fax in his hand. "I asked what the content meant! Who gave it to you?"

Still wanting the full version, James is really an ink guy, "Alice came back. The thing she picked up, the content, um, I won't find you if I am completely clear."

"Alice? Didn't she go to the North District. Help Laura."

"Yes." Zac looked at James blankly. "At Back Bay Community College, I can't come back for a while, so I sent it back by fax."

"Uh ..." James gave up and didn't want to ask Zac again. Frowning and reading this fax.

How do you describe the content above, do you know the draft, dense and messy, the handwriting has broken through the horizontal limit, and it is scattered on the paper in various directions, which is almost like the fax. Oh, let ’s explain that Zac ’s previous distraction is because of this.

"Who is Philly?" In the dense handwriting, James quickly found this very frequent name.

"I don't know." Zac was very unresponsible to answer casually, "But among the people we know. Fili, Fili ..." Zac raised his hand and made an epiphany face that was so fake that it could no longer be fake, "Just Only Philip. "

"Huh." James didn't want to explore Zac's pretentiousness at all, and continued to look at what he had in his hand. "It says that Philly is an ungodly bishop, even though he is required to recite the sacraments every day. , But secretly worshipped a character biography secretly. "

Do you have any familiar feelings, do you remember Lip's password suicide note?

James's eyes flicked a few times on the fax, when he lost interest and he glanced at Zac. "What the **** is this? It looks like a story setting, er, or an outline, a collection of inspiration, or something. And it's poorly written, messy!"

"Yeah." Zach still had the artificial expression. "Alice said the same. She said that the author admitted that she couldn't write anymore and it was bad."

"Author?" James rubbed his lips. "Who?"

"Did I just say this was picked up by Alice?" Zack looked like a rogue. "Well, this was picked up by Alice."

James glared at Zac, "You just said that Alice confirmed that the author himself admitted that it was broken! Alice knows who the author is! Who is it ?!"

Zac stopped talking, pointing to the fax. Are you ready to answer James, do you know why? What Zac needs is a new perspective, not a detective who can get excited by listening to Zac and then only disperse negative emotions. James needs to find it himself.

"Huh--" James frowned and continued to look at the fax, holding the hand to adjust the direction back and forth for better reading, adapting to the willful typesetting text.

"If the protagonist of this story is this Philly, I will not like this story!" I probably understood some content again, "He does n’t like his situation, he does n’t try hard to change, he asks the protagonist of a biography, which is very Stupid! Just like ordinary people worship a person because of a biography! Very stupid! A biography is the life of someone else, and it is of no use to yourself! "

Zac will tell James that the protagonist of that biography is himself, no. As mentioned above, the new perspective is not an excited detective.

"Uh ..." James probably understood something. "This is a science fiction story? Traveling through time? Huh, not to change the status quo, to deliberately change history, this is how stupid people think ... James closed his mouth and glanced at Zac, unable to express his eyes. What did James guess?

"History was changed, Philly succeeded a little, and things gradually deviated from the future where he was." After adjusting his mood, James continued to watch this story setting that he would not like, "but the price began to appear. "" James carried the fax and reached out to Zac, pointing to a blur caused by creases and poor quality ink, "What is this sentence?"

Zac blinked and thought about it for a while, the tone was mechanical, "If I remember correctly, the original words are like this-'History changes played with Fili, and his birth was wiped out.'"

Be familiar. The sanitarium fire and Donna ’s funeral were postponed. The tragedy born at the Green family had no cause. ‘Birth was wiped out’, the dream monster.

James glanced at Zac again, and really couldn't see what his eyes were expressing, but it was fortunately not excited. James withdrew the fax, and his eyes fell on a sentence with an emphasis on the line, "'The changed, thought that it will be a better future, but without his own existence, Philip does not accept this irony, he decided to forge Your own birth '. "

Zac and Benjamin explained this to James Lipp's suicide in this way-if others do not die, the dream demons cannot be born.

"How are you feeling?" Zac waited for another moment after James was silent. ask.

James didn't answer. The paper in his hand still kept changing directions to adapt to the writing direction of this bad author, "'If there is a **** of creation in this world. Felix's blasphemy will definitely be punished'." Mushi stared at this sentence for a long time, "How to punish?" (* Suicide is sin, go to **** *)

Zac couldn't answer this question, it was one of the problems that kept him distracted while in the church.

James shook his head. "Did this story be written? The text."

"Do we really need the text?" Zack asked back.

James frowned, frowning. "Why show me this! I thought you didn't want me to manage Lips!"

"I need a reference." Zac lifted the snack jar. "I have started to feel bad recently. I know what I am doing. I feel very good about my state. Well, I am comfortable. So most of the time I will be a People who tell others things ... "

"You mean you like to point fingers at others and teach others how to think and how to do it!"

"That's exactly what happened." Zack admitted. "But I gradually began to notice, sometimes. I don't know what I'm doing. I only have a pair of eyes. I can't see the vision that others see. I don't know me. The things you do and the decisions you make will affect ... the future. "Zac frowned, as if he hated the word future.

You can understand it if you understand it-

If you let a vampire imagine the future, what would it be, ‘I ’m alive’. Eternal life, this is racial pride. Is not it. The same is true of Zac's failure to avoid vulgarity. Don't look for any beautification. Our vampire took the mourning banshee and retrieved Madison. Isn't it just that the future is just "I'm alive".

But now, what would Zach think about the future? It will be a future that you have not yet experienced, but have been told that it is not good! This feeling is terrible!

It was the nightmare Lipp who told Zac about this. It's a pity that Zack doesn't have the ability to question this without his consent. Come and destroy Zac ’s imagination of the future ‘good’, huh? What are you talking about in the future?

The future of everything is well, not what Zac wished to be, but the direction was limited by others. Haha, how is this? It seems, yes, nobody told Zac at all!

That's right, our vampires are starting to lose their lives. After just giving birth to a satisfied descendant, Louise, and letting the tribe of Toledo finally move in the right direction, they enter a middle-aged crisis and a future for life. Lost control. If the vampire had such a thing.

James stared at Zac. He was completely unprepared for Zac to say such things, frowning. "What the **** do you want to do?"

"Do you want me to say it?" Zach rubbed his lips. "I need help. Give me some advice. From your perspective, tell me this ..." Pointing to the fax, "Representing what, what should I do." "

Not only James, but Matthew, Danny, Harrison, all looked at Zac.

Zac looked around. "Just a suggestion, I don't have to listen." You can breathe a sigh of relief. Our vampire is not completely lost yet.

Before James's voice came out, Zach continued, "The reason I am looking for you is relatively simple, we don't need to read Ms. West's article, we know that Lip's behavior has only appeared in you so far. , In front of me. "Ryan has been forgotten by Zac, or was deliberately ignored. We understand that Ryan's attitude towards Zac ... Zac does not need to ask for trouble," I don't want to expand the scope of its influence, If you continue to read the content on the fax, it will now be in the time shuttle constructed by Ms. West, the original saying 'change to history is like a snowball ...' "

James has given up on arguing with Zac, looking back at the fax, and finding Zac ’s quote, "'... Those who have nothing to do with the future that Felic hates are all involved in this expanding white horror In the middle, it continues to roll, accumulating its destructive power to the future ... '"

Zac nodded, as an explanation to the other three, "So I don't want to involve those of you who haven't been affected yet. I will always respect everyone's opinions on matters within Grande."

While Zac appeased, James's face turned ugly. "What does this mean, we need the text, what is destructive power! I ..."

Zac pointed his finger directly at a certain point on the fax, instructing James to stop yelling first, just look.

James murmured, "'It's like scar tissue under the skin. In order to eliminate the protruding sarcoma, Philip needs to go deeper to remove the wounds that have been scarred in history. No, it's not Philip. It ’s other people in history, other people who are affected, they want to hunt down this time-breaker who caused the waves first. ”James read it again, his face more gloomy,“ Who? ”(* Boyson *)

"This is my second question to refer to." Zac is very honest, "Sloan said, Lip is being pursued by others, but I don't want to rule out the possibility of Sloan." Zac did not give this sentence. Any feelings, "After all, Sloan is also a victim of Lip's future change. I need to know what you think."

James ’s sullen face only showed what he wanted to scold, and he did n’t respond to Zac. He continued to look at the fax. After a while, he stared at Zac again, pointing to a smeared handwriting, what?"

"It wasn't my obscure, it was like this." Zac replied truthfully, "Alice said that the story has not been written, so this setting is probably only here."

James frowned, turned around, pointed the fax to the Western sunlight, and narrowed his eyes to recognize it carefully.

"Did you forget that this is not the original, but the fax." Zac was a little helpless. "You can't see anything like this."

James' face turned black, and he turned his head sharply, "Where is the original ?!"

"Alice there."

"Where is Alice ?!"

"Hey, you should be more attentive, I said at the beginning, at Back Bay Community College."

James lifted his foot and left.

"Where are you going?" Zac asked, standing helplessly.

"You said where am I going!"

"Then I need to remind you that you don't have the resources of detectives during vacations, such as the police's forensics department, do you help?"

James's footsteps paused, but he immediately continued firmly.

"Then I do n’t need to remind you that you should still have injuries, and you ca n’t explain what made you heal, so it ’s not suitable to contact colleagues in the police station on the grounds of personal affection Hello? "

James couldn't stand.

Five seconds, James continued to take steps.

"James ..."

"Mill! Madison and Lane!" James turned back, his face sullen. "Also, yes! I have no resources! I can't come forward! But Wes has! I can find Wes!"

Zac turned his head and let James go. (To be continued.)