The neighborhood where Walter is located actually has a name, and at the time of development, the developer wanted to continue Knoll Beach. Life, entertainment, and cheap and surplus land in the South District have given the name "extend" with high hopes, which means extend.

Far from extended, gangs in the southeast truncated the developers' good intentions. Ixton was abandoned, and only a decaying stand in front of the neighborhood still bears the name that had been hoped for.

It has been ironically said that Ixton is not an extension of Knorr Beach, but an extension of the boundary between North and South that Herman set up his factory in the first place. At the northernmost end of the South End, with Hermann's factory to the west and Excelston to the east, on Route 27, you have to cross the flank to the left and right before you enter the real city.

The wagon passed the tattered and rotten standing sign and drove inside, towards Walter's house.

Zach frowned, looking at the black car in front of Walter's house, this was James's car, and James was standing in front of the window, staring at the van that was slowly approaching, stopped, and did not turn off for a long time.

"We should change cars. Zach sat in the passenger seat, frowning at Benjamin.

The roar of the old engine was very harsh in such a community, and James obviously heard the familiar sound early, and stood in front of the window and looked, well, in front of the window of Walter's house, James was inside! I don't know if the lighting in Walter's house was poor enough, or the detective's mood was gloomy enough. The detective staring at the truck seemed to be wrapped in shadows, revealing a chill.

Benjamin pouted, "What are you doing now, turn around and go, or go down." ”

Zach reluctantly unbuckled his seat belt, "It's all discovered, let's talk about it." ”

Push open the door. Zach smiled and waved at James, who was standing motionless in front of the window, "What a coincidence. ”

James moved, and after the footsteps passed, the front door was pulled open, and James stood in it. "What a coincidence. Then he moved out of the way, revealing an irritated look behind him, Walter, who was the true owner of the house.

Zach pursed his lips, glanced at Benjamin, and reluctantly walked ahead and entered Walter's house.

The four of them sat down at a small round table in the dining room, with new candle prints on the table, and a faint smell of burning in the air, it seemed not so long ago. Walter is summoning spirits. James could not have had such a request, so it was what James had interrupted Walter when he arrived.

Zach felt the lingering scent in the air, it seemed that James hadn't been here for long.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

James's eyes kept shifting between Grande and Walter, his fingers tapped on the table, and he said without a tone, "Leave me alone, what are you doing here?" Please continue. ”

Last night, it was Walter who picked up James in his car. Sent Chapman and Zach to the attic. Zach also introduces Walter's identity, and throughout the incident, Walter is portrayed as a guy who is simply involved in trouble.

Zach observed James's expression for a moment, but found nothing, and then looked at Walter, the gifted liar. Tilting his head and staring at the ceiling, he didn't want to make eye contact with a vampire at all.

Zach shook his head and placed the wooden box in the middle of the table, "Walter." Please, here's the sample. ”

"What a sample. Saying that, James left him alone, reached out and pulled the wooden box, and opened the box very rudely.

The pungent scent hit James's face. The detective's eyes widened suddenly, and his grim face instantly turned flushed.

Syllable!

Zach pressed the lid with one hand and watched as James's entire body curled up tense and tilted to the side. If it hadn't been for the frowning Benjamin who grabbed him, he would have fallen straight under the table.

"Are you alright? Benjamin tugged at James's shoulders, straightened him, and pressed his arms hard.

James's pupils were dilated, the muscles of his whole body were tense, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, fine beads of sweat seeped out of his pores, and his gaze stared vacantly ahead, unable to focus.

"This thing is so fierce. Walter, covering his nose, glanced at the box that Zack had pushed, looked at James, pouted, checked that the thing was covered, and then turned to open the window, and the light in the room brightened up.

Zach reached out and shook in front of James's face and looked at Benjamin. Benjamin shrugged his shoulders and continued to hold down James, who was starting to twitch.

Zach smiled back at James, regardless of whether the other party had the ability to listen now, "This is the spice that Sbella gave Benjamin." ”

James's eyes moved in constant trembling, and he reluctantly focused on Zach.

Zach smiled even more and pointed to Walter, who had gone to open the other windows, "We're going to ask him to help analyze the sample to see if it's dangerous." ”

James's face contorted, not sure if it was because of the spices or if he heard Zach.

Zach waved his hand, as if to reassure James, "Don't worry, Sbella's witchcraft notes say that this thing works to stimulate the soul." Zach took out a piece of paper from his pocket and shook it in front of James, which was the contents of the transcribed notes of Sbella, the ingredients, the manufacturing method, and the efficacy.

"Both Sbella and Benjamin have used it. Zach patted James on the shoulder, "So it should be fine." ”

It's not consolation at all, Sbella is a wizard, Benjamin is an alpha, and James is pretty sure he's just a normal human!

After 'comforting' James, Zach leaned back in his chair, looked at Walter, who had actually brought an electric fan, and handed out the paper, "This should help somewhat." ”

Walter took it, looked at it, folded it, found a leather band, tied the note to the wooden box, and then exaggeratedly found a crumpled piece of cloth that he didn't know what to do, and carefully wrapped the wooden box inside.

James was firmly pressed against the chair by Benjamin, he squinted his eyes, watching Walter do this, the sweat on his face kept oozing, and it was quickly dried by the fan turned on the highest setting, sticky and sticky to the skin, shiny and shiny.

James's nose was stirring, and so was his chest, struggling to adjust his breathing.

The strength in Benjamin's hands lightened, and he could feel James's tense body relaxing.

Walter finished his work and returned to the round table, glancing at the three of them with a frown. Showing half of his missing front teeth, "My business is gone, I'm okay, I'm still going to have business! You talk, please close the door when you go out!" This guy is about to get out again.

Zach nodded helplessly, watching Walter pick up the wooden box wrapped in a lump and quickly leave his home.

"Feeling better?" Zach smiled as he looked at James, his pupils slowly retracting. The breathing movement also slowed down.

James opened his mouth and let out a dry snort. The detective's shirt was completely soaked with sweat and was slowly evaporating under the fan.

Zach shook his head, stood up, turned off the fan and walked to the kitchen, found a clean cup, took a glass of water, and handed it to James.

"You should hydrate. Seeing that James didn't mean to answer, Benjamin leaned back in his chair and said indifferently.

James picked up the cup. Pour it down, goo-goo-goo-goo. Drinking water can actually make you angry.

Zach took the empty glass of water very thoughtfully and was about to pick up another one.

"Stay!in!this!" James's voice was still a little hoarse, and he stared at Zach, "Sit down!"

Zach raised an eyebrow, pouted at Benjamin, who had a smile on his face, and sat down.

"Why did you give this ghost sample to Walter!" James asked with a forced tone as he glared at Zach.

Zach's gaze circled Walter's restaurant. He was thinking, oh. There is no doubt that by appearing at Walter's house in this way, James must have discovered something.

"Chapman. Zach decided to take his time, and since he had been exposed, he would give James a chance to dominate and make James feel better. "It's supposed to be Wandel. Zach smiled, "The smell on Wandel's body is completely masked. Walter had the resources, the resources to get his hands on this high-level witchcraft potion, so we asked for his help. ”

James stared at Zach, unaware of the remnants of the previous spice effect out of the corner of his eye. It was still his true reaction now, twitching, "So you only found out that Walter had this resource after meeting Wandel, is that right?" ”

Zach opened his mouth, "I, well, I, I think, that'......" he gave James enough time to interrupt himself.

"Liar!" James slammed his hammer on the table as he gripped his cup, "you followed us yesterday! You saw Walter go to pick up the 'isolation'! You met Walter at that time!"

"I'm counted. Benjamin didn't have the heart to help at all, "I went to your house when Cowson left, and waited there all the time." ”

"Humph!" it was a laugh, and James was laughed at angrily, and he kept nodding his head, "Good, good!"

Zach glanced at Benjamin speechlessly, "I need to make sure you're safe." ”

"So ......," James froze as soon as he opened his mouth, and what he wanted to say was, 'So I'm helplessly tied up in the car and waiting for you to show up!', he realized that the sentence would mean the exact opposite.

"Okay James. Zach shook his head helplessly, "I know Walter won't do anything to you, but I still have to make sure that Wandel won't hurt you until I really make contact with you." ”

James seemed to think of something funny and stared at Zach, "The way you keep people safe is so funny!"

"James. Zach got serious, "You know what I'm thinking, I need you to judge Chapman and Wandel objectively. Zach smiled again, "You did it, and that's all that matters." ”

James frowned, the corners of his mouth twitching, "Hmph." Hehe, what is this?" he forced his eyes into Zach and stood up, "Is this another test paper for you?" James Lance, I, will write down the correct answers. James's eyes narrowed, and he stood up and pressed his body towards the vampire who was still sitting, "What do you think you are? Do you think you're the one who made the question? Do you think you're a god?"

Zach frowned, this was not the direction he wanted at all.

"Guess what. James almost stuck it in the vampire's face, "You're just a worm who is hated and abandoned by all species, but lives on the blood of other creatures." ”

James turned and pushed away the chair that was in the way, and walked out of Walter's house. (To be continued......)