On the side of the dirt road in front of the Grande House, the police car of the Barton Police Department and the Limous of the Barton family were parked, and the banshee Alice stood in front of the porch worriedly, watching Lola be led into the limousine by the unsmiling butler. After all, the surname is Patton, and the girl is treated a little differently from ordinary people who are arraigned.

Zach was already fully dressed and put his arm around the banshee's shoulders comfortingly: "Don't worry, she's just going to make a confession." ”

The worry on Alice's face did not go away, but only deepened. The vampire had taken too long to recover, and by the time she finally let Zach out of the basement, the police were already knocking on the door of the Grande House, accepting Old Hank's unwarranted complaints. So, vampires haven't had time to use the Eyes of Charm yet.

Lola didn't know what was going on, so she sat back in the family car with a puzzled look on her face, waving at Alice from behind the window, telling her nervous friend not to worry.

With the two cars gone, the Grande House regained its peace, and old Hank closed the door again, and returned to his room with a cold face. Old Hank wasn't used to being disturbed by the Grande House lately.

He wasn't the only one who didn't get used to it, and after the vampire calmed the banshee for a while, he didn't go back to the basement and continued to sleep. Being woken up twice today already made Zach feel irritated, and it was estimated that Mrs. Patton's call was coming, and the vampire went straight back to the office.

The ledger of the Grande House was placed in front of the table, and Zach continued the work he had left the day before yesterday - to put the income from the 'side hustle' into the legitimate benefit of the Grande House.

He didn't have to wait long for the phone to ring, and Zach took a few deep breaths to sober up his somewhat groggy head and picked up the phone.

"Zachary Grande. Mrs. Patton called Zach by his full name.

"It's me, Mrs. Barton. Even though it wasn't face-to-face, Zach smiled respectfully and made his voice sound calmer.

"Do I need to worry. On the other side of the earpiece, Mrs. Barton's voice was equally calm.

"Madame is talking about Connor Herman's disappearance?" Zach fiddled with the check from Mrs. Barton, "I heard Alice say that Kyle is being grounded. ”

There was silence for a moment on the other side of the earpiece, "Yes, Kyle hasn't been out of the house since Friday, and now he's out of Barton. ”

"Well, I don't think Madame has anything to worry about. Zach put down the check, still smiling.

"Good. But I should remind you. ”

"What, ma'am?" Zach heard a hint of amusement in the other man's tone.

"I think that old fellow Herman recommended your House of Grande. Mrs. Patton said with a smile: "You should think of this as 'customer after-sales service'." ”

Zach raised an eyebrow, it was normal for Mrs. Patton to be worried, after all, Connor's name was the main character in the 'plan' he had forged by imitating Kyle's handwriting.

"Well, I would like to thank Mrs. Barton for her recommendation. Zack's slightly curved eyes flickered, and he thought, maybe this was just the right time, it was time to push James Lance.

"Hehe, no. Mrs. Patton in the earpiece smiled, "Herman is not as generous as he seems. Well, good luck. ”

The phone was hung up, and Zach closed the open ledger and retrieved the drawer. After thinking for a while, I picked up the phone again and called the 'mill' that was still under renovation.

Yes, a hungry vampire, he is not ready to stay in the House of Grande for another day, two days and one night of dieting is his limit. Zach prepares to hang out for a while and miss Benjamin's transformation. So, he wants to recall Madison, who was watching in the mill, to take care of the Grande House for the time being.

After accounting for the matter, I put down the phone, and a new call came.

"[Grande's funeral home]?" a distinctly impatient man's voice came from the earpiece.

"Yes. This is Zachary Grande, is there anything we can do to help you?" Zach replied.

"You know who I am!" Herman! Barton recommended you!" The person on the other end of the receiver didn't seem to have a good temper: "This is your work phone? What secret detective organization uses to talk about things! Is that old woman Barton playing with me?!"

Zach opened his mouth and smiled helplessly, not ready to give any explanation: "Mr. Herman, what do you need us to do?"

"What?!You don't know?!Barton didn't tell you?!Uh, I shouldn't call that!"

"Wait, Mr. Herman!" Zach stopped the angry phone caller, "I know, Mrs. Patton has briefly recounted what happened. Apparently, Zach was lying, "Is it because of Master Connor's disappearance?"

"Now that you know!" the man on the other side of the earpiece was irritable, but understandable. Did I mention that William Holman didn't have Connor until he was fifty years old? Uh, no?

"Mr. Herman, I don't think you understood what I meant. Zach pondered the words, and now seemed like a good time to tell the angry and anxious father the news that his son had died: "I want to ask, what is the purpose of the sir's search for us, do you want to find Connor, or punish the person who committed the crime?"

The voice on the other side of the earpiece was elongated, and it seemed that the other party was also surprised by the conversation with the Grande House, which was going on so quickly, at least according to Herman's understanding, that the other party should ask for more detailed clues to determine whether to take over: "Uh. Of course, the most important thing is to find my Connor! I still don't know that it was the dog--raised who kidnapped my Connor! I haven't received any blackmail ......."

"Mr. Herman!" Zach interrupted the man who had uttered a whole bunch of meaningless words, "I just need to know what you want us to do." Now that I know, in two hours, I will contact you again, please inform me of your contact information. ”

"Okay! It doesn't matter! I don't have much hope for you anyway!***"

Zach jotted down the phone number and address on a sticky note, politely said goodbye, and hung up.

"Ryan, Ryan!" the vampire shouted the name of the Earthbound Spirit.

Near dusk, in the dimly lit office, Ryan condensed in the air like a mist. He hugged his shoulders, and his translucent face was gloomy: "Why don't you tell my father, I'm already dead, and then let you go and deal with those hunters!"

"Your father?" Zach smiled as he looked at the Earthbound in front of him, teasingly, "Your adaptation to your new identity has been unexpectedly quick. ”

"Look at me!" Ryan waved his hand directly, "After my body was burned, Connor was the only thing I had!

Truth be told, Ryan is no longer related to the former 'Ryan Blast', which is why his necromancer appears in the form of Connor.

"One step at a time, Ryan. Zach shook his head, this was an unfortunate child, Zach was reluctant to stimulate him more: "Rather, are you really ready to take revenge on the brother you once admired?"

Ryan grimaced and didn't speak.

"As I said, one step at a time. Zach smiled, "Now, I need you to remember carefully." ”

Zach leaned back in his chair, and for two hours, he had plenty of time. Zach's lips opened and closed, "Where are you? while you're burning." ”

Find Connor, William Herman's request, isn't it? Even if it's already a charred corpse.