On Route 27, a dilapidated pickup truck was heading towards the South End of Barton. The patent leather of the body was covered in mud and various stains, and the only thing that was clean was the two fan-shaped blocks on the front window. Under this block, two tape-bound wipers are bent together in front of the car cover.

Benjamin is on the steering wheel with one hand and the other is pounding the radio on the lower right side of the dashboard. The noise of the electrical frequency made Zach frown, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Don't knock on it. You're just going to make it worse!"

"A little patience, Zach. Benjamin's patience was to keep tapping the radio with his broad palm, and finally, a hint of music emerged in the clutter of noise, "Look! it just takes a moment." ”

Benjamin turned the knob, the music became clearer, the werewolf's head clicked to the rhythm, the hand on the steering wheel changed to one, and the other arm rested on the lowered window eaves, "Oh, Zach! I love this song!"

‘...... This is a night of horror, and no one can save you from the mouth of the beast! You see, this is a night of horror, and you have to fight to survive, and ...... in this murderous night of horror" (mj-thriller)

"Stop! Benjamin, stop! stop singing! I hate this song......"

"What? What did you say, I couldn't hear you?' 'Oh!oh!!......!!! This night of horror ......'"

“......”

Kim Grande sat in the back seat, his slightly narrowed eyes quickly scanning between the two in front of him. He was holding a business card in his hand, [Grande Funeral Home]. Is this the mask of these two 'creatures' mixed in with the crowd, Jin habitually put the business card into the pocket on the inside of his jacket, only to find that the pocket had long been torn, and only the 'Kozil' trademark, which represented the value of the clothes, was still intact.

The woods on both sides of the road have disappeared, and sparse buildings have begun to appear, which means that they have officially entered the southern district of Barton City, or more precisely, the southern suburbs.

"Five minutes, Kim, it will only take five minutes, and we won't have to listen to the howl of this beast anymore. Zach tilted his head and looked at Kim, who seemed to be thinking about things in the back seat: "Kim, sue me, you're not a rock 'n' roll person!"

Kim looked into Zach's light green eyes and adjusted his posture: "No, I prefer jazz." ”

Zach smiled and patted Benjamin casually, "Look, finally, there is a normal person among us." ”

Such ordinary conversations and scenes should be relaxing, but Kim became nervous, how many 'creatures' are there like them!

Jin asked with some hesitation, "You guys...... Are you human?"

"Huh?" Zakla said, tilting his head, "At least we look like we are, don't we." ”

Kim stopped asking questions and turned his head to look at the scenery on both sides. In the morning light, the city of Barton had just woken up.

The map of Barton City is like an owl with a mouse's tail in its mouth, and the woods where the three men come out is the owl's tail, and Route 27 may be counted as the owl's back, connecting the north and south districts of Barton City. For people in the North District, people in the South District are country people in the suburbs, and last night, Mayor Anthony, whom Zack visited, was in the North District. The tail of the rat is the famous Charles River, which connects to the bay of Massa to the east and deep into the heart of the Confederacy to the west. Heading west along the Charles River leads to the part of the mouse's body, the West End of Barton, where Zach was reclaimed by the city government. (Refer to the map of Boston)

Benjamin turned the steering wheel, and the truck turned into a dirt road, and I don't know how old the truck was creaking.

Kim was not afraid that he would be taken to a place where no one was, because in his impression, on the map of Barton City, there was indeed a place called [Grand Funeral Home], and it was indeed in the southern side near the border with Barton.

When he offered to add Grande's surname to himself, he made it clear to the two of them that he needed an identity. This funeral home, which is really true, but is obviously controlled by the 'wrong' person, is his best choice.

The truck slowed down, and Kim could already see a two-story building, like an ordinary farmhouse, with a typical L-shaped structure, and an L-shaped inside, a domed building that was a little taller than the building was exposed, which should have been a warehouse or studio. There are a few scattered bungalows among the sparse trees on the roadside, but they don't seem to be inhabited. In front of the dirt road, two pillars stand upright on either side of the road, and one at the top of the flat reads in floral script: Welcome to the 'Grande Funeral Home'. The small print below: 'The deceased deserve the best!'

The truck went around the back of the building and stopped in front of the warehouse.

"Here it is, my 'brother'. Zach couldn't wait to push open the car door, and after jumping out of the car, his hands kept beating on his body, and there were obvious gray stains on the back of his black coat.

"Benjamin, it's time for your car to be washed!" Zach grumbled.

Benjamin didn't mind and ignored it, and pulled Kim: "You need clothes, do you want mine, or his?"

Kim was embarrassed, whether it was height or dress style, he wanted Zack's clothes. But in terms of body shape, his thick figure is more suitable for wearing Benjamin's clothes, at least if he wears Zack's shirt, I am afraid that the buttons will not be buttoned at all.

Yes, Kim has seen that Zach's clothes are also custom-made, and this kind of clothes are only suitable for himself. Zach wasn't thin, on the contrary, he was athletic, but he was much thinner than Kim.

"Yours of it. Kim looked at Benjamin.

Benjamin nodded, tilted his head slightly, made a follow-up motion, and walked towards the warehouse.

Zach slapped off the stains on his body and did not go to the warehouse, but entered the L-shaped building through the back door, which is the main body of the [Grande Funeral Home].

On the first floor, there is his office, a coffin display area, and a reception area. The second floor is the housing, where most of the employees of the funeral home live. And, of course, there is the basement, the makeup area, the storage area......

The first thing you see when you enter from the main entrance is the coffin display area, and when you walk inside, you will come to the living room and office.

As soon as Zach entered the office, he saw Alice, the banshee with an anxious face. Don't worry, Alice has always had this expression, like a psychopath with anxiety. If you could see the scene of a stranger's death, you would be so anxious.

"Za, Zack!" Alice's anxiety relaxed a little when she saw Zack, she was wearing a long black dress, stood up from the chair in front of Zack's desk, tidied up the hem of the skirt in a restrained manner, and shrunk her weak shoulders a little nervously: "You, you didn't come back all night." Ann, Mayor Anthony said, what did you say?"

Alice is not pretty, her face is too deep and always gives the impression of a statue. With a high nose, deep-set eye sockets, a lean body, and constant anxiety in her brown eyes, she is like a withered sapling.

"It was a little late yesterday, so I went straight to Benjamin. Now Alice's unadorned face looked at Zack a little nervously, and Zach gently pulled the hair on Alice's forehead behind her ears, smiled and said, "Good news, and bad news." Which one do you want to hear first?"

Alice's deep, straight eyebrows furrowed in the middle, she knew that the vampire was trying to comfort her, and now Zach was desperately thinking about how to twist a bad piece of news into something to be happy about.

The Banshee shook her head, "Mr. Zach, thank you for comforting me. ”

Still smiling, Zach pulled out a folded piece of text from his pocket and handed it to Alice, "I didn't lie to you this time. We did lose the cemetery in the West End, but the cemetery in our South End is already our private property and no one can take it away. Anyone, this would be our home. ”

Alice took the text, and before she could unfold it, the anxiety on her face had disappeared, "Really? No one can take it away!

The deep profile is not a disadvantage, but a jade. Alice, who laughed, became the brightness and beauty that a sixteen-year-old girl should have, and she threw herself into Zack's arms excitedly, although the vampire could not transmit any warmth to her, but she still put her side face on Zack's chest and hugged Zack with both hands, and she was very happy at this moment.

Zack, who was also hugging Alice and had his chin against her hair, had a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The vampire wondered how he would maintain the home without the city's funding.