You've all been to a public toilet, and no one wants to share their privacy with a bunch of strangers if they don't have to...... utensils place.

And the reason why we are here to discuss this topic...... Be...... There is a guy who, on such an occasion, 'disturbs-' the citizens of Patton has had a serious impact on the harmony and progress of society, and has reached the point of being called to the police.

Chapman pressed his colleague with him, "It's probably just a drunk old drunkard, I'll just go and see." ”

A police officer looked at the 'male-only' sign on the public toilet and said, "You're right! I'm young, I don't want to see anything that casts a shadow on me!"

Chapman smiled and patted his colleague, "Go and wait for me in the car." ”

Chapman walked into the public toilet himself.

"Ahh Finally. "The old man leaning against the sink...... It's not too old, it's about sixty, it's a little short, "the person who is required by law to help citizens has appeared." "Obviously, this old man is talking about Chapman, the policeman.

"Are you a citizen?" believe me, this is definitely not a law enforcement process, just Chapman's own question.

The old man felt in his pocket and pulled out a purse. Fiddling with it for a while before opening his wallet and pulling out an ID card, "This says I am." Frank Gilberg. ”

"Let me show me your ID. "That's the normal procedure. Chapman held out his hand.

The ID card was placed in Chapman's hand, but Chapman did not look at it immediately, but first looked at the mirror on the sink.

"Mr. Gilberg from Vega, you don't have an image. Chapman jotted down the number on his ID and returned it.

"And Officer Chapman. Mr. Gilberg leaned forward and looked at the police badge on Chapman's chest, "Your soul has been bought by the devil. ”

Chapman frowned, "Why are you here?" ”

Mr. Gilberg shrugged his shoulders, "I'm asking for directions." I tried to patiently ask passers-by on the street, but no one paid attention to me, and then I was enraged, and I grabbed the last person who rejected me and brought it to this place. I was just looking for an enclosed building where I could get the information I wanted, but when I came in, I found that all classes of human beings were coming in and out, excreting, smoking, or ...... Do something else. The old man raised an eyebrow.

Chapman pursed his lips, "It's a public toilet." Chapman was concerned, "You said you caught someone?"

Raising his hand and pointing to a cubicle, "I'm sure whoever called the police and let you show up here mistook his dying moans for something else." ”

Chapman's face turned ugly, and he walked to the cubicle, pushed the door open, and breathed a sigh of relief that the guy on the toilet was still alive. Chapman looked back at the old man, "Thank you, for not killing civilians." ”

"I was distracted, so much information was in his blood and made me a little ...... Feel nauseated. Mr. Gilberg touched his eyebrows.

"Do you get the way you asked? Chapman was examining the signs of the living, and initially judged that there was nothing serious except for anemia and coma.

"Nope. Otherwise, I wouldn't have waited here for the police to show up. A smile appeared on Mr. Gilberg's wrinkled face, "I've waited for you, Demon Cop~" He probably thought it was some kind of joke himself.

Chapman didn't smile, "Where do you want to go?"

"The Wizard's Laboratory. ”

No wonder no one answered this old guy.

Chapman tugged at the corners of his mouth with an uncomfortable look on his face, and said, "Why don't I take you to the Grande funeral home?"

The old man smiled, "You know who I am, right?" ”

"Yes, I know. You are the ancestor of Lesenbra. ”

"What revealed my identity?image?ID card?Or did I just say a message in the blood that made me sick to my stomach?" was a question, but Mr. Gilberg smiled the whole time.

"Neither. It was Chief Darcy, and he said you might be in Barton in a week or so, and the officers in the bureau know about the presence of aliens, so be prepared. ”

"Darcy?"

"Well, the inheritor of the Demon Feast is now the chief of the Barton Police Department. ”

"Oh. Mr. Gilberg waved his hand disinterestedly, "How many officers in the Barton Police Department know about aliens?"

"Three. Chapman pouted.

"Oh, it must be that Lace's son and his friends, and then, you. Right?"

Lace Chapman reacted for a moment before he realized that he was talking about Lance, "Yes. He didn't want to correct the other party.

"Hehe, then I guess, the first interracial insider I met was you, and you were lucky, demon policeman. Mr. Gilberg, laughed. Do you understand, Darcy is talking about a week or so - the arrival of the ancestor of the Lesenbra clan, ahead of schedule. As for luck, oh, James and Wes are the ones of the Devil's Feast, aren't they? Then, Chapman, the 'Demon Policeman', is he a Demon Feaster? Of course not!

Chapman didn't respond to the other party's words, and of course it was impossible to ask the other party why the other party came to Barton earlier. Tsk, Chapman doesn't feel like he's qualified to ask. But he knew someone could ask, so, "I'll just send you to the Grande funeral home." ”

"Don't you know where the wizard's lab is?" Mr. Gilberg began to move closer to Chapman.

"I don't know. Chapman didn't hide, and stretched out his hand, revealing his wrist, "If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself." In fact, this is the right thing to do – if you take the initiative, you can at least avoid being bitten where you don't want to be bitten.

Mr. Gilberg stopped approaching Chapman and gave a smile, "I believe in you." ”

"Well, are you going to Grande, or am I going to be the ......," Chapman pointed to the unconscious man in the lower compartment, "and it doesn't exist on the police report." The implication is that even this meeting is considered non-existent - the ancestors of Lesembra are still on their way through the Federation.

"I need food. The corners of Mr. Gilberg's mouth twitched, "Clean food, so I don't think I have a choice but to enjoy Toledo's hospitality." ”

Chapman nodded, also relieved, "Come with me." ”

"Oh yes. Mr. Gilberg added, "Please keep these things there." Gesturing to the public toilet already behind him, "I tell my dear son that I want to experience modern human transportation. Are you a father, Officer Chapman? If you are, you understand that a father never wants his son to find out that he lied to him~"

"I'm a father. Chapman looked back at Mr. Gilberg, "I understand. ”

"Good. ”