1 Extracurricular questions

There is a theory that when people take long-distance transportation, they will be trapped in a high-speed moving enclosed space, and they will be forced to get along with people from different places, classes, and environments, with different values, habits, and ideas.

But theory is theory, and if you meet someone who is willing to pay three times the ticket price for the sake of privacy and asks you to leave your place, no matter how rich and wonderful your life story is, you can't rub anything out.

So as the urine nature of this story, we could have watched a passerby's life story as the beginning, but this passerby was 'invited' away by Wes, and all we have left are two familiar faces and a man with glasses whose name we don't know so far.

"Do you want to play a game?" Wes flipped out a deck of poker and looked at James, who had been looking out the window for two or three hours, "21 o'clock? Guess the size ?......" Wes was listing various games. His thoughts were simple, and he needed James to communicate with him. James's state of silence worried his friend.

"He won't play cards. The man with glasses flipped through a page of the book in his hand, "When Dale decided to kill hostages, he used cards to decide who to kill. ”

Wes's face wrinkled into a rag and he glared at the man in glasses, "Remind us, why are you following us back to Barton??" If Wes could, Wes would definitely pay the man with glasses to leave, but his bid was already ten times the price of the ticket, and the man with glasses wouldn't agree.

"I want to see Zachary Toredo. The man with glasses took his eyes off the book in his hand, pushed his glasses, and answered Wes's question seriously, "I want to see him." One side is fine. ”

Wes tugged at the corners of his mouth and didn't want to look at the man with glasses, and took the poker. A green tendon burst into the corner of his forehead was an activity that continued to rack his brains to get James to interact.

And James, on the other hand, kept looking out the window. At the same time that countless blurred things were left behind the train at high speed, there was no focus of the gaze.

Take advantage of this momentary silence and observe James. He has lost significantly weight, and being kidnapped for more than half a month is obviously not a healthy lifestyle, so it is understandable. In addition, his face is not very good-looking, not to mention the dark circles under his eyes, the bridge of his nose is crooked, and a dark red bruise runs in the middle of his face, which just divides his entire face, giving people an inexplicable sense of separation - as if his brain will break away from his body at any time and run away.

There are bruises on the exposed neck and wrists, which are marks left by being restrained. James might have been better off if he was in a relaxed state, but he seemed to have been looking at the scenery in a state of tension, whether it was a clenched fist or a collapsed meridian on the side of his neck. It feels like it's going to explode at any moment.

Wes was genuinely worried.

"I'm sorry!" Wes suddenly reached out and pressed James's clenched fist, "If it weren't for Vega, I left you, you wouldn't have been tied up by Dale......"

James withdrew his fist and did not speak.

Wes's attempt failed again, but he hadn't given up yet, he knew that there was a topic that would definitely catch James's attention - "It's all Zack's fault!" Don't take it seriously, Wes is just trying to get James to speak, so now, it doesn't represent Weis's real opinion of Zack, "If it weren't for Zack's troubles to let that person (tough guy) find me, I wouldn't have left you......"

Sure enough, James reacted—his gaze was focused when he looked out the window. However, before James could speak, the man with glasses took the lead, "Whatever the reason, I'm sure Zachary Torredo must be kind......"

Now Wes was really angry, glaring at the man in glasses, "Can you stop saying 'Zachary Torredo'? You keep saying his full name as if it makes sense! No! He doesn't care about your name! So! stop saying his!"

The glasses man's lips moved, and he silently turned the pages of the book in his hand.

Wes snorted irritably, and looked back at James. It's good that he was interrupted by the glasses man, and James's uh state is back to normal.

But at least Wes found his way, "You were kidnapped at his villa! So it's Zack's fault!" Wes stared at James's face, not ready to miss a change, "Dale is also his employee! He should be keeping an eye on his own staff!" James did react, the focus appeared, and the strength of his fist seemed to have changed, Wes continued his efforts, "When I go back this time, I won't be on his side! I'm completely on your side!James! Let's go to Zack together for an explanation! Let's make him apologize! Let him make amends......"

"Your brother is dead. James spoke, but not Wes, and after looking away from the window, he fell directly on the man with glasses who was looking down at the book, "You don't have anything to do." "The voice is calm and incomprehensible, a little hoarse.

The man in glasses didn't seem to be ready to be suddenly questioned by James, and was stunned for a moment, then closed the book in his hand a little nervously, and looked at James with a serious answer—of course, there was also a reason to try to ignore the murderous gaze that Weiss shot at him. "It was Dale Walker who died, not my brother, who ran away from home when I was a teenager. I don't know Dale Walker. At the end, the eyed man lowered his head.

Wes also tried, adding to the conversation that came up when he finally pried James's mouth open, "Your father's men (the military) are dealing with those, and Oz will stay for a while to help." So like all the other 'collateral damage' ......," Kate said to Zach on the phone, no, somebody's dead, civilians, "and they'll take care of everything." He. The irritated man with glasses, "He can't do anything he wants." ”

James's emotionless gaze fell on the book that had been put down by the man with glasses, "Cain the Divine Punishment," "I saw the soldier encapsulating Dale's body. There was a pause, and beyond that, without revealing any clues about James' mood at this time, "Shipped away with those 'collateral injuries', where?"

"I, I don't know. A funeral home?" Wes shook his head irritably, sensing that the topic was not appropriate to continue—we knew the relationship between James and his father, General Lance, hehe...... Wes was going to change the subject, "Speaking of the funeral home, why don't we go directly to Grande! Find Zach and ask him ......to make amends."

"Dale's Groundbinder is in this book? James's was still staring at the book, "I remember hearing Oz tell you to burn it. ”

The air was quiet.

Because, who can answer? Including the question of James, there are only three humans sitting here, and a book in the middle of the three of them, is the last connection of some earthbound spirit in this world, this kind of question is out of the orth.

2 Flies

There are five seconds left until four o'clock in the morning.

In the dark, Zach sat on the edge of his desk with a blanket around his waist, his hand on the earpiece. Five, four, three, two, one. The moment the bell rang, Zach picked up the phone, heard the meaningless invective in the earpiece begin, put the earpiece aside, hugged his shoulders and looked at the clock, waiting for the ten minutes to pass.

It's all become a habit~ It just happened to be the halftime of the 'blood exchange' between the two Rio Grande and Toredo all night. Zach can stretch his body, and Louise can go to the basement to get some 'supper'~

There's a chill in the air...... No, it's a heavy coolness, although the winter is fading, but obviously like everything in this world, even if you leave, you can leave the ink, the drag, and the reluctance to leave. It's not that vampires don't mind anything, personal preference aside, vampires are the same in any environment.

Zach was a little happy that the numbness of the temperature had faded on his skin. Zach raised his fingers, boredly fiddling with his own, uh, chest......

Don't blame Zach for picking an inexplicable time to narcissize his body, it's just that Zach kind of regrets that he rashly talked to the last four o'clock swearer in the morning. As I said before, the last guy scolded very creatively, and when he was offended, he had a sense of anticipation - what kind of ridiculous evil words could that guy say in his mouth.

But now this guy who has no other words than to repeat 'x you, x your whole family' on the phone is really boring.

Here's the fun -

Zach is nostalgic for being cursed before cursing his own **...... It's not specific, anyway, when Zach was bored, there was a pitch change in the earpiece on his desk, and the finished 'x your family' turned into a violent collision sound after this pitch change, followed by a miserable howl.

Zack's hand stopped in mid-air, stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at the earpiece.

"Please!Don't kill me!!"

Zach raised an eyebrow, staring at the earpiece where the voice came out.

"Don't, don't, ah!!"

Zach's raised eyebrows turned into frowns, because the scream was too penetrating, and it had reached the point of harshness in the quiet darkness. It's probably impossible, but if you wake up a girl like Maya, you'll ...... Zach picked up the earpiece.

"I have family!!don't, don't!I have kids!!"

Zack, who picked up the earpiece, didn't speak, because no matter what happened on the other side of the earpiece, it wasn't said to him, and even if Zach spoke, no one would reply.

"Don't!!My child is human!!He needs me!Don't kill me!!"

Zach frowned a little deeper. Because this sentence is really ...... Blame.

Zach heard the cutting, and then everything was silent.

Louise came up from the basement with two wine bottles in her hand, originally just to say hello to Zack who was waiting for the phone call to end, "The last two bottles, Cyrus forgot to replenish the blood again......" Seeing that Zack was holding the earpiece, "What's wrong?"

Zach made a shushing gesture to Louise and extended the earpiece in front of him.

Louise approached, listening to Zach in the earpiece.

The earpiece over there seemed to have been picked up after it had been vacant, and Zach and Louise heard the sound of breathing at the same time.

Zach and Louise looked at each other, and Zach spoke, "Hello?"

Smack, it's hanging over there.

Zach glanced at the time, and it was only 4:03. Louise also looked at the time, and it was still ten minutes early to get used to, so, confused, "What's the situation?"

"I want to ......" Zach put down the phone and organized his own language, "Root hired a foreign race to scold me and was killed. ”

Louise blinked, "Sorry, say it again?"

"You hear me. Zach pursed his lips and tilted his head to look at the phone that had been put down, "And I just heard the whole process of his murder." ”

"Oh. Louise's face was one of those who had accidentally eaten a fly, "That's really uncomfortable." ”

Louise was right. As you can imagine, it's just uncomfortable.

The two vampires looked at each other in the dark for a moment, but Louise opened her mouth, "Well, we should, well, call the police?"

"Vega City's?" Zach pursed his lips, "The police in the West don't like vampires. Without going into explanation, the details recap Zach's discussion with Nick about the peacekeepers of order - the police, and the privileged class - vampires in the 200-year-old villa. Zach waved his hand, "I don't know the police number in Vega City. ”

The two vampires began to look at each other again.

Actually, they're all waiting for the other party to say, 'Let's just don't happen.'" But that's what happens when you accidentally eat a fly, isn't it – you can't really convince yourself that nothing happened!

So neither of them said anything at all, and finally, Zach picked up the receiver, "I should call Root." "Pout," told him that another person was going to scold me. "Well, what a sin.

"Wait a minute. Louise pressed Zach's hand, "What if ......," Louise blinked, "is this the way Rut Lesembra came up with to torture you?

Zach opened his mouth for a long time before he said, "That is, sincerely, sincerely, extremely smart, and, thoroughly...... Evil. ”

Louise wasn't prepared to give Rult such a high rating, pouting, "If you call, you hit him right in the right hands, and he succeeded." He will know that you care, and he will continue to torment you in this way in the future. ”

Zach pinched the earpiece he had picked up, his face distorted slightly, "He's succeeded, now I don't know if he's torturing me or I'm torturing myself." ”

Louise pressed the receiver back, "We'll know tomorrow at four o'clock in the morning." If someone else calls, then we know it's okay with us anyway. ”

This correct logic, whether the murder is real or not, the substitution of Zach means that Root at least dealt with this, uh, the situation.

Zach nodded, took the bottle from Louise, and the two vampires walked out of the office in a slightly inexplicable atmosphere.

Forget it, I just ate a fly and I'm not in the mood.

"You said Cyrus went to replenish his blood?"

"Yes. Louise wasn't in the mood either, "Why don't we go, I don't know if Cyrus will come to work today." The construction of the new port has recruited almost all the farmers in the southern area who are on winter break. ”

"Really?" the two vampires chatted, "Falken's work in the new port has been pushed to this point by Fiona?"

"Yes, didn't you read the newspaper yesterday? Yes, this kind of thing is impossible for the Falken family to be announced on the social page, hehe, on the advertising board, you didn't see the advertising version of the worker recruitment?"

"Well, I haven't seen the ad version. ”

"That's right, this kind of thing can't be announced on the social page, it will only hide in the advertising page~ You should take a look, there are many interesting things in the advertising version~"

"Really?"

"For example...... Some of Becky's nightclubs are recruiting dancers ~ specify as long as the Indians and Republicans ~"

"Wow, that's so interesting~"

Don't judge, after eating flies, everything is good.