Early Tuesday morning, after breakfast, Zach answered the phone, pushed Benjamin into the van, and drove away from Grande.

The caller was an old man who was not a stranger, Mr. Bishop Sr., about the funeral arrangements for Jackson Bishop.

Louise got off to a bad start, and before her, Grande had never been in the habit of going out in the field. However, when calling, Zach looked at his office, which was really not suitable for receiving distinguished West End customers, and Zach did not know if the Sharp family had other intentions other than the funeral.

So Zach left Louise at Grande to entertain the people who would come in the morning to make a preliminary assessment of the renovation work, and he and Benjamin went to work.

Since Grande is now considered a 'public figure' of Barton in every sense, countless eyes are looking at them, so Grande's truck drove up Route 27, preparing to deliberately circle around the North End and then go to the West End, so that some people who are curious about Grande's movements will know what Grande is doing!

Zach sat in the passenger seat, leaning against the window, looking at the east with a comfortable face. The sun crossed the upper eaves of the car window, and Zach leaned out and smiled smugly at the source of the sun.

"Tsk. Benjamin, who was driving, snorted.

Zach's non-picky eater provided great convenience for Grande, at least for the first seven or eight years, allowing Grande to secretly wander in human society and not be discovered. But Benjamin still can't get used to Zack's childish behavior of showing off as soon as he 'shines'.

It's really a show-off, the vampire doesn't even wear sunglasses, and he looks at the sun under the sun.

"What's wrong?" Zack's head was still feeling the sunlight outside the car window, and he knew very well what Alpha was upset about, but the person who was showing off needed an audience! Ask, "By the way, Benjamin, how about we share a hammock together in the afternoon?"

The corner of Benjamin's eyes twitched.

The current situation is that Benjamin's warehouse is occupied by John, and Zach has tried to get rid of him, but unfortunately, he thinks that everyone will go on an 'adventure' with the republic (Thursday). The need to cultivate a tacit understanding was used as an excuse to forcibly stay in Grande.

Why, because he's John, his attributes are Indoan wizards, and he's a hostage that the Central Hunter exchanged with Crowley. Remembered.

Should a wizard be allowed to develop a tacit understanding with the saint Sissi, or should he be allowed as a hostage to cultivate a tacit understanding with the fallen angels? John himself was not satisfied, nor was Grande satisfied, the fact is that he could only grasp the only possibility of accepting and even protecting him!

Uh, then again, in the case of the warehouse being occupied. Benjamin was left with only one hammock to play in. Now, Zach, who is showing off, is even deprived of this only option, and Benjamin is very unhappy.

"Where did you go last night. Benjamin grimaced, this was just a confirmation, "Southeast." "Zach went out at night to stock up on 'food' to prepare for the Republic, and now the reason why he can show off is that Zach has a late night snack while preparing. Human blood makes Zach in too good shape.

Zach nodded happily, "yes." The completely unconscious vampire reached out and began to wipe the rearview mirror, which had been obscured by mud. Ah, right. This is another thing for our vampires to brag about.

"Food prepared enough. Benjamin continued to ask with a calm face.

"Two days in a row, it's enough!" Zach poked his head and leaned into the rearview mirror, looking strained, constantly changing the mirror of the scene behind the car, and the blurred human figure gradually became clear!

"Good. Benjamin snorted. "I should inform James' partner and get him to care about the situation in the Southeast. ”

This is the place to go for a midnight snack on the way to stop vampires.

Come to think of it, it doesn't matter what the gang gangsters do on their own, but the patrolling police see the messy people sleeping in the alley and pull one out at random. It's all anemia!

Most importantly, at this moment when Jackson's blood-drawn tragedy has just occurred in the West Side, in the eyes of the police, this matter will not be so indifferent.

Think of it in terms of associative reasoning of the police - this is a typical imitation of a novice case, with a lot of practice with those who are not cared about in the Southeast, and when they become proficient, the future will be the new 'Add'.

In this way, Zack's late-night movement will be restricted. Hey, because if you charm a few cops, you're bound to be pestered by James, who already knows very well that Zach is preparing food. Just thinking about it makes Zach uncomfortable.

The face that had just been revealed in the rearview mirror disappeared, and Zach retracted his body and looked at Benjamin a little helplessly, "Ben, I was wrong. ”

Benjamin tugged at the corners of his mouth, too lazy to speak, and took the steering wheel as he drove past the northernmost Ixton and Hermann factories in the Southside. Grande's two brothers subconsciously looked at the factory to the west and pouted in unison.

After crossing the border of the South Side, entering the North Side, to the east is the southeast where the conversation just appeared, where Zach had just been in the early morning. Swept over there casually without any purpose, Zach frowned. Because Zach saw several police patrol cars turn around the corner and disappear.

Zach looked at Benjamin, "Did you see that?"

"What?" Benjamin, who was looking at the road ahead, was not as idle as Zach, and apparently didn't notice.

Zach shook his head and continued to look east, "I saw a couple of police cars heading in the direction of the bar I was to before. ”

Benjamin tugged at the corners of his mouth, not paying much attention, and even brought a hint of deliberate squeezing, "Did you do anything bad when you stole other people's blood?" ”

"Nope. "Zach doesn't really like Benjamin's words, 'steal', those people are all under the eyes of charm, take the initiative to donate blood!

"Then you don't care what they do. Benjamin tugged at the corners of his mouth, not interested.

Zach withdrew his gaze in the direction of the bar and pursed his lips. That's right, Zach is very confident in his actions, getting in and out, leaving absolutely no trace! Those police cars must have nothing to do with the bar he went to, ignore it.

Zach wouldn't know that he was wrong.

Not only wrong, at this time in the southern district, the post office. The boy who was not liked by Old Hank, who took over Matthew's job, had just run around the South End, delivered the newspaper, and was ready to sign in and leave work, but was handed a letter from the North End to (postmarked, not addressed) 'Grande (crossed out) Grande.

The boy pursed his lips and slipped the letter into his bicycle bag, whining 'what the hell is this close!' as he pedaled into his bike and rode towards Grande's method. (To be continued......)