The front and back distribution of the Church of the Holy Son is already very familiar to Zack. Softly detoured to the back of the main hall, pushed open a small slit in the hidden side door, and looked at the church where the ritual was actually performed.

This is probably the grandest funeral held in the Church of the Holy Child since the last joint tomb of Madame Quinn. The grand here is not a good word, but stressful. Seeing that the important people in Barton were all sitting here in black, Father Konstantin had to preside over it himself.

Zach found a good time to appear, in front of the altar, the choir was singing a song in praise of life, and Konstantin, who was dressed delicately and solemnly, stood aside, felt Zack's gaze, and gently leaned towards the side door.

"There's still a long process. Konstantin stood on the side of the crack in the door, maintaining the compassion of a priest on his face at this time, and moved his lips slightly, "It's boring in the back." ”

"Of course not, I just did Mike a small favor. Zach's gaze swept through the crack in the door to the full house, but no one looked at it except Mayor Anthony glanced this way, "I need to borrow the church's phone." ”

But there is an inhuman guy, the real hero of this funeral, Necromantic Jackson, who whispered something in Blake's ear next to Anthony, causing Blake to look over here in hindsight.

Then Jackson, who had no nostalgia at all for his short life, sang in praise of his short life, and Shi Shiran floated over.

Looking at Jackson floating in, Konstantin pursed his lips slightly, nodded very slightly, and didn't know what mood he was in. But Konstantin must have seen a lot of this kind of thing, "Yes, in my office." ”

Zach got permission to close the crack in the door. Walking directly to Constantine's office, with a faint chuckle on his face, he spoke to the necromancer floating beside him, "Jackson, you will miss the funeral that our Grande has prepared for with all his strength. It's not very polite. ”

"Waste. Jackson's tone was cold, "I saw that my coffins were all moved by ordinary farmers, and I didn't see any strength you Grande used." ”

Makes sense, Zach with a smile on his face, "After all, it's your funeral, and you only ...... once in your life" Zach closed his mouth halfway through his words. Jackson's situation really won't be just once, Zach waved his hand. "Who, you, but it's boring in the back, and you have nothing to do with me. ”

"It doesn't matter. Jackson didn't follow up on Zach's half-talk, "I've gotten used to nothing to do in the last few days, and you're no more boring than that Blake guy." ”

Zach raised an eyebrow, probably curious, "Living with Blake's companions." How's it going?"

"That's it, it's not much closer. Such a vague answer. In a cold tone, it was clear that Jackson didn't want to talk much.

Well, Zach, of course, didn't ask, entered Konstantin's office and picked up the phone. Before inserting his finger into the dial pad, he paused, and began to dial the phone of Maggie Crescent's house with a strange expression.

With a playful expression, he waited for a connection while wondering if Walter would be at Maggie's house. The phone was picked up, and basically, it was the same pattern as the last time I approached Walter.

"Maggie's house, she's not there, if you want to buy perfume, please go to Pixar. The address is on the second floor......"

There is no need to guess, Walter's voice in the earpiece mechanically reported the address of Maggie's [Crescent Perfume Shop], and Zach interrupted at the right time, "Walter, it's me." ”

"Tsk!" A cry of annoyance immediately came from the earpiece, "It's you again!What are you going to do!How many times have I sued you!Maggie doesn't care about interracial affairs!Can you not look for her......

Zach interrupted Walter again at the right time, "I'm looking for you." Zach raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jackson, who was floating beside him, wondering if it was appropriate to say such a thing in front of a minor, "But the funny thing is that I look for you, but every time you find you at Miss Crescent's house." Zach pouted, the necromancer was not underage, "You're starting to give me the impression that Walter, are you living with Miss Crescent?"

"What the hell are you !......?"

The earpiece suddenly became angry, yelling and screaming without logic, so that Zach had to hold the earpiece and pull it away from his ear. And angry shouts still rang through the guò earpiece, buzzing in the empty office. Jackson's cyan transparent face wrinkled, and with the irresponsibility peculiar to a half-grown teenager, he casually expressed his opinion, "This person is sick." ”

The yelling in the earpiece suddenly stopped, and after a moment of silence, the yelling broke out again, "Who's over there!

This frightened Jackson, and his cyan body quickly drifted away, his face full of vigilance, staring at the earpiece Zach was holding in his hand, "He can hear me!"

Zach shrugged, taking it for granted, and brought the earpiece closer again, "It's just a boring necromancer." Don't you read the newspaper, today is the funeral of the son of the Bisharp family. Zach glanced at Jackson, which was a joke, "The real protagonist doesn't seem to be interested in the funeral at all. Leave him alone. ”

There was silence for a moment on the other side of the earpiece.

To be honest, Walter did not ask for such information, or intelligence. Come to think of it, the dead son of the Sharp family is on Grande's side, in a city where it is becoming more and more obvious that alien races affect the lives of ordinary people, and one day, this news will become useful.

So at this point Walter was digesting, and Zach sued sù his intentions.

"Let's get down to business. The brief silence was ended by Zack, "You know about yesterday's explosion at the Herman factory. ”

"What are you going to do?!" Walter replied to his impatience every time Zach approached him, "You still owe me the last payment!"

"yes. Zach raised an eyebrow, "If I don't look for you, just a reminder, I'm still worried that you'll forget about it." Zach smiled, "How's your price list?"

"Uh......" Walter probably didn't think that Zach was really going to be paid, he was stunned for a moment, and then hummed on the earpiece for a long time, and he could hear the sound of the paper flipping, "2078.7!"

"2078.7 Dole?" Zach repeated the extremely specific number.

"Yes!" Walter replied affirmatively, "Cash!"

Zach shook his head and agreed, "Okay, cash." So, this time, it's not me looking for you, it's the demon who needs you, and needs you to send a word to hell......"

Didn't shy away from Jackson, Zach quickly finished the solution that he had thought of for Mike.

"It's a simple message, but it's a dangerous commission. Zach narrowed his eyes, which was different from what he said to Mike, "After all, you are using Crowley's position to threaten the demons of other cities, you don't know what kind of character you will face, you have to think clearly." ”

Let's look at the facts, in fact, there is not much room for Walter to 'think through'. Mike has already been reminded by Zach to inform Crowley of this perfect plan as quickly as possible, does Walter still want to mess around with Barton in the future?

Got it? Not only is Zach not prepared to pay the bill for Crowley, but he is also not prepared to take any responsibility for Crowley!

Zach listened to the sound of only breathing in the earpiece, and curled the corners of his mouth, "You want to, I won't bother you." "Hung up. (To be continued......)