"I still have a question. Zach was standing beside Brian's bed, and Emilia, who was sitting in front of the bed, had confirmed Brian's breath for the fourth time. Zach didn't take this apparently distrustful of the vampire's abilities to heart, and continued to ruin the current atmosphere, "When he wakes up, will it be Brian, or Ryan?"

"...... you saved," Emilia wasn't sure how to describe the idea of being saved by a vampire's blood, so she skipped it, "...... Why didn't he wake up now?!"

"Is falling asleep a life-threatening injury?" Zach asked with a shrug.

"It's not!"

"Is there a problem with not waking up, my blood can heal injuries, and it will not disturb people's sleep. ”

Emilia squeezed her face, looking like she couldn't communicate properly, and her voice became louder and louder, "But his current lethargy is because of the sedative effect of those medicines! It's not real sleep! It's a bad thing! It's the reason why his life is in danger! Your blood should be relieved of this!"

Zach raised an eyebrow and shook a finger, "Amilia, there seems to be something wrong with your understanding. Vampire blood is not a drug, and its effects are not as symptom-specific as the drugs you would understand. Its only role is to maintain the life of living things. ”

Zach tilted his head and looked at Brian's slightly heaving chest, "It doesn't interfere with anything else in this living body except life. For example, an old woman cannot be rejuvenated by the blood of a vampire, what she was before and what she will be in the future. ”

Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth and picked up an empty pill bottle on the bedside cabinet, with the name of the drug on the label attached to the bottle, "xx (drug name)." What should it do, or what should it do. It's just that the fatal part of it was removed by my blood. ”

Zach threw the medicine in the trash without interest, and Brian didn't need the container anymore, "That's why I asked you about this doctor, when he woke up." Who could it be? And what I asked you earlier, is the effect of this medicine extended by stacking, or is it the same no matter how much you take at a time? ”

Well, our vampire seems to have asked a stupid question, if you take a cabinet of medicines, well, like cold medicine, will that guarantee that you will not catch a cold for the rest of your life?

Amilia's face was a little bad, such a stupid question really stumped the doctor. "I can't answer. She gave Zach a gloomy look, "People who eat so much at one time will either die or have a gastric lavage in the hospital!" Saved by a vampire?, this situation is beyond Emilia's expertise, "So, don't ask me!"

Zach actually curled the corners of his mouth and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "So I opened up new possibilities for you, aren't you curious what will happen when he wakes up?"

Amilia's face became even more gloomy. She looked at Brian, who was sleeping soundly, and the wound on the side of her neck that had been forcibly inserted by the vampire's fingertips had long since healed and disappeared.

"No!" thought for a moment. Emilia gave a heavy answer, she took a deep breath, stood up, and gave Brian one last look, "I don't have time to be 'curious' with you!"

Amilia's gaze turned to Zach, "I don't know how long he's going to sleep." I'm not going to wait with you! I'm busy, I've said it many times. Then, as soon as she turned around, she wanted to go?

"Ugh. Zach looked at Emilia, who had already walked out of the guest room, and reluctantly followed. "He is your patient and your responsibility. You're here, you've done nothing, you're leaving?"

"It's also your responsibility!" Emilia didn't look back, emphasizing, "and he's just a public welfare patient! Do you know what that means? It means I'm a good person! Any time I'm a good guy spends with him is something I squeeze out of my usual work!"

Zach laughed again, "So your time is now going to be spent on the people like Quinn, Liszt, or in your clinic, the 'patients' who charge by the hour. ”

Seems to be a slap in the face of this 'good guy'?

Emilia turned her head and glanced at Zach who was following behind her, "Yes!

"Nope. Zach smiled and shook his head, "But I'd suggest you better organize your time later, because I'll call you again when he's awake." When the time comes, it's best that you have more time to give to this public welfare patient, otherwise I will go directly to you. It's not good to forcibly interrupt other people's time. ”

A little bit of threat.

Emilia turned her head again, and she was already standing on the staircase, holding down the handrail of the staircase, pursing her lips, staring at our vampire. She could only express her anger with her eyes.

"Well, don't look at me like that. Zach smiled and waved his hand, "You should hear some of my kindness from here, Alice just mentioned the Southeast, I have some news that ordinary people don't know, the Southeast is not suitable for ordinary citizens now." Zach's expression was a little more sincere, "Brian, or, Ryan, if he continues to stay with Grande, will need the help of you, the doctor." ”

Emilia frowned, she didn't have any reason to care about the Southeast, but she also understood that Zach didn't have to lie to her. She took a few deep breaths, glanced at the stairs at her feet, and pulled the corners ......of her mouth, "I'll wait another hour, just an hour! If he doesn't wake up, I'll leave!

The phone rang, and the ringing came from the side door of the office, which had not been closed before, just to interrupt Emilia's condition. However, she was done.

Zach smiled and nodded, "Yes." Right now. Zach walked behind Emilia, "If you don't mind, I'll answer the phone." "The man has walked into the office. It's sincere, it's ironic.

Emilia kept herself from rolling her eyes and turned back, she wasn't interested in listening to the vampire in the office next to her, she decided to watch Brian for an hour.

"Help me close the door, thanks. Having picked up the earpiece, Zach pulled the corners of his mouth and cried out when he heard James's somber opening that had become a habit, "It's me."

The white eye was not controlled after all, and Emilia turned back again. He pulled through the office door, and with a 'tsk', slammed into Grande's office door.

"What sound?" asked James, who was in the earpiece, as if he heard the door slamming shut.

"A disgruntled guest. Zach replied honestly, "You're not going to be interested." Say, what are you looking for me? ”

The sound of long, pent-up breathing can be heard on the other side of the earpiece. "I'm in Puerto Massa. ”

Zach poured his wine, didn't answer, and waited for the detective to continue.

"Corson found another fire that I didn't find, and he thought it would be a big clue. James seemed to be thinking about the words, and paused, "But I don't think so." ”

Zach began to shake his glass, and spoke in a high tone, "You should know that there is no point in you creating suspense like this." You're going to tell what anyway. So, hurry up. "It's so straightforward, just like the relationship between Zach and James now.

"You ......" Yes, James held back his foul mouth, but, "yes! I wanted to be a good person! I took care of your feelings! I don't seem to need anything more! We're in Smith's warehouse! Chapman told me! Dylan's business! So I know that the fire at Smith's warehouse has absolutely nothing to do with the commission you're working on! But Curson thinks it has something to do with it! I'm just going to let you know!"

James spoke quickly, and seemed to release the emotions in his heart at once. "I don't know what your purpose is in inexplicably getting Corson into your commission! But I can tell you now in no uncertain terms! You don't have to expect us to 'run errands' for you!

Zach's shaking of his glass stopped when Dylan's name appeared.

This is Dylan, a necromancer born with a demon. Zach promised him freedom, and then, as we know, this funeral home for someone else's funeral, mourning for his own people, was only interrupted by a few days of eerie atmosphere and all sorts of other things. Not anymore.

Just when Zach thought he would never hear the name of this already weak person again, he reappeared.

At this point, when James finished speaking, Zach remained in a motionless position.

"Did you hear that?!" came an impatient question from the earpiece after a long period of no response.

The glass continued to shake, "I heard." Zach's gaze swept casually across the office. No expression, "I want to correct you a few things." "Zach's tone has the same 'teach-in' that he used to have when he spoke to James, but without the corresponding expression, and the advantages of a phone call that doesn't require face-to-face conversation?

"Corson wasn't me, it's you. Zach took a sip of his wine, "You are not doing things for me, you are compensating you for the responsibility of the police, if you had investigated the fire earlier, I would not have received this commission." Zach shook his glass again, "You don't need to care about my feelings, you should care about yourself." ”

Zach didn't wait for James to have any malicious rebuttal in the earpiece, "Dylan's first death, the case of the Smith warehouse a few months ago, the investigation was between you and Cowson, and the regret is yours." This second time, there is no necromancy as another form of life to console your regrets. ”

A few months ago, the truth about Dylan's death in the Smith secret industry was recorded, Zach was right, regret belongs to James-Lance Detective Lance who knows the truth but can't do anything!

"So you don't need to 'inform' me. Zach still didn't give James a chance to respond, "Instead of worrying about my feelings, you should think about how to live up to your title of 'detective', and if you die twice, you 'meet' Dylan of Lance Detective." ”

Zach hung up.

In fact, Zach is not sure of his intention in saying this last thing, Zach does not dislike Smith as a person, and using such words to provoke James, a stubborn police detective, to target Smith is not what Zach wants. But, for some reason, these words seem to have been passed on without much thought. It's as if, I said it to myself, and I accidentally said it.

Zach frowned, glass in hand, and after a brief moment of self-doubt, our vampire shook his head at the air, not caring about it.

Pushing open the office door, Zach pursed his lips and stood stupidly for a moment, interrupted by James's phone call, and he couldn't remember what to say to Emilia for a while.

I don't know how long I stood there, the wine glass was empty, and Zach was ready to go back to make up the 'wine' and continue to remember......

"Sir!" a somewhat unfamiliar and familiar voice sounded, "I'm back!"

Zach turned his head to look at the middle-aged man covered in dirt and dust under the stairs, Shepard, Zach curled the corners of his mouth and remembered!

"Zach. Zach smiled and corrected the other person's address, "Call me Zack." ”

"Ahh Shepard ripped off his mud-stained gloves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, fine, now his face was flushed, "I'm going to report it." Well, most of the cemetery in the South Park has been dug up, and Hank asked me to come back and rest, saying that there are still a few graveyards in the North Park to dig at night, so that I can conserve some energy. ”

It's all for the dead in Sharp Manor, and the cemetery in South Park doesn't matter, it's normal funeral preparation. The cemetery in North Park is for those funerals that cannot be prepared normally, Zach arranged, for Old Hank to look back on the professional life of the 'cleaning people', remember.

"Hank asked you to help him at night?" Zach raised an eyebrow and smiled, talking up and down the stairs, and his voice was a little louder.

"yes. ”

Zach nodded, smiling a little uncomfortably, "Then remember to count the number when you dig at night, and then report it to me." ”

"Oh. Shepard nodded and honestly agreed.

"Don't you ask why?" Zach said in a somewhat deliberate tone.

"Uh, then why?" Shepard asked, with a good look in his eyes, as Zack knows.

"Because that's a private job that requires secrecy. Zach replied with a smile, "It can't count towards the normal work of the Grande Funeral Home, so your pay will be calculated separately, and Hank is right, you have to keep your strength." Now if you dig for a day, I'm afraid it won't be as much as you can get paid for digging one at night. "Do you know the reason why Zach is dangerously spinning around on the edge of Grande's gray profession in such an inexplicable way?

Shepard's face hesitated, Zack's words sounded suspicious and dangerous, didn't they, "I ......"

"Okay, go get some rest. ”

"First, sir......"

"Zach!" Zach immediately corrected.

"I, I thought, I'd better go back to work, since it needs to be secret, and it's not in the normal scope of work. Well, I, I see, I still don't need it, well, I'll just do the work given by my husband. Well, I'm going to thank Hank for his kindness......"

Zack's smile was normal, "Oh yes!" Zach beckoned, "You come up, I'll introduce you to someone, and when Grande's work is over, I don't want you to go back to Ixton to be a ......" Tramp, Zach omitted the word, "This person may be able to provide you with a stable job, or a place to live, depending on the situation." ”

The person Zach is talking about is naturally Emilia who is a veterans and is working on the shelter project with Mrs. Quinn.

Shepard was stunned and surprised, "First ...... Zach, are you serious?!" and then wondered, "Why?"

"Because you're a good person. Zach smiled and beckoned, "You proved it just now. "In the suspicious 'extra money', he chose to work honestly, didn't he.

Now, we can know Zack's original intention of getting this Shepard around, Emilia and Mrs. Quinn's project. (To be continued......)