There are two limousines parked in front of the Grand House, one of which is already familiar, and it is Lola's exclusive car before she owns the car. The driver, who was already quite familiar with Grande, took the food prepared by Alice and smiled and waved at the two who returned.

Zach also responded with a smile, "Did you come early?"

The other man smiled and nodded, then glanced at the other one and whispered, "Smith." ”

Zach nodded, and the other party actually came by himself.

It was lunchtime, and there were unexpectedly two more people on Grande's table.

Smith gracefully grasped his knife and fork, "The afternoon class, I remember it was a real yàn, right, my baby." ”

The girl next to Lola is about to cry, God knows why her luck is so bad!

Lola's hand at the table is still serving everyone, and Alice's eyes for help have been thrown away.

"Shi, Mr. Smith, yes, I made an appointment with Lola, and I prepared something for her to come over at noon. Alice did not dare to look directly at the elegant gentleman, for Grande had never concealed anything from her, so she knew that this man of gentle manners had brought death to two men.

"Oh, these are delicious, thank you for your hospitality, you are a really great cook. Smith smiled and praised Alice's cooking skills before looking at his daughter, "So, after lunch, you'll go back to Reipter for class, right?" ”

Do you remember the poor girl who burned her eyebrows in the real yàn class? Her pity was used by Lola and Kepler as a reason to skip the real yàn class, but the two girls now, they didn't dare to say this reason.

"There were guests. Zach walked into the dining room, drew his attention to himself, smiled slightly and looked at Lola after gesturing to the only middle-aged man with a formal body, Smith. "Alice prepared the recipe for the morning, how's it?"

Lola could only nod, not imagining that she would also be grateful to this 'other brother'.

Zach didn't know Kepler, but he had heard it, smiled at the girl with a sad face, and looked at Smith. "Let's not bother the young people. ”

Smith smiled and put down his knife and fork, "As long as they remember the afternoon lesson." He took one last look at Lola and his daughter, and entered the office with Zach.

Lola breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately came with a hint of anger, "Kepler!

"How do I know!" said Kepler.

Lola rolled her eyes, then her gaze fell on Benjamin, who had just sat down, and he knew that Benjamin must know something. But the girl pursed her lips and asked nothing.

Lola wasn't in a good mood, to be honest. She didn't want to 'give in' so early at all, everyone knows, the brain circuit of a young girl. Although she misses Alice very much, she doesn't want to return to Grande so soon. But Kepler, who had just fallen out of love, didn't know what he was thinking, and said, 'Lola, let's go find your friend in the Southside!!'

Lola had to agree, thinking that she would come to Grande to take a look around and observe. Then walk away, creating a chic image of 'I don't care about anything'. But God knows that Kepler suffered another boyfriend in the morning. Oh no, it's an ex-boyfriend, what kind of excitement for Yuri's kid, who insists on skipping the afternoon class and taking a big adventure in advance.

So they came, and then when they found out that the Smiths' car was actually here. It's too late to turn your head.

"I added mint. After Smith left, Alice was noticeably more relaxed, smiling and pointing to the salad to introduce Lola.

But Lola had so much in her head now that she pursed her lips and sighed. Yi Xing Shan shook the spoon in his hand. Kepler's face was a little less aggrieved, and his eyes lit up, "Ah, I see! Lola! You're right! Alice is really a very good cook!"

Lola flipped through the salad in the bowl and sighed.

Alice sat down on the side, head bowed.

In the office, Zach sat at his desk, holding a bottle and glass, poured himself lunch, and said with a smile, "It's not a good habit, so I won't ask you." ”

Smith didn't mind, smiled and shook his head, "My daughter is right next to me, and I won't ask for it in order to maintain my image." ”

It's hard to tell which of the two is more hypocritical, and Dylan floats in the office, grimacing. Of course, he also tried to scratch the boss who was sitting across from Zach, but it didn't work at all except to make him more frustrated.

"You're here in person, is there anything that needs to be changed because of the commission?" Zach asked with a smile.

"Of course not. Smith's tone was very flat, not through the wire, it was more comfortable to hear with his own ears, and I don't know how many people would be fascinated by this deep and deep voice. And his appearance is very much in line with this, with his hair combed back, clean eyebrows, and a well-groomed beard neatly covering his upper lip and slightly curled at the ends. Coupled with the proper movements, Zach had to admit that the other party was a gentleman on his level.

"It's just that there are some things I want to tell Sù Grande personally. Smith smiled, "But I think you all already know." ”

Zach shook the wine glass in his hand, "Are you trying to ask us about the progress of our investigation?"

Smith emphasized that he understood the Grande rules from the beginning of the commission, so he directly gave the clue to the investigation on the phone, that is, the information of Dylan and the first deceased. Smith had just made a reasonable guess, and after investigating the homes of the two men, Grande should already have some opinions.

"I'm sorry. Smith kept smiling and shook his head, "I didn't notice." ”

Zach smiled and took a sip of his wine, "I'm just talking." In fact, we do know some fragmentary clues, but from the first commission, these clues are incomplete. Zach looked at Smith with the same smile in his eyes, "I was going to visit in the afternoon, but since the employer is so proactive, it is better to describe the whole incident in detail from Smith's point of view now, and let me see if I can put these clues together." ”

It was clear from what the vampire said that Grande was not satisfied with his employer, Smith, squeezing toothpaste into the information, and now it was up to Smith to spit it all out.

Smith's smile took on a bitter edge, and he could already sense that Grande didn't feel good about him in the person that Zach deliberately switched and avoided.

"Sorry again. Smith shook his head. "Forgive my caution, after all, my parents, the last generation of Smith, have been ignoring the family business for a long time, so when they strongly recommend the Grande House, I have to think about the family. ”

Zach thought for a moment and nodded. Accepted the explanation, though, Zach wished Smith Sr. hadn't made the recommendation. It would be ideal to limit the Grande business to a group of old guys who don't have much time.

"Let's get started. Zack's smile this time was much more sincere, and he showed a hint of helplessness, which in Smith's eyes was naturally the result of understanding the reality of helplessness.

Smith received a call a week ago with a lot of voices in the earpiece, accompanied by the noise of the cassette spinning. Smith immediately realized that it was the other party playing the recording.

And the content of the recording caused Smith, who had been trained in etiquette since childhood, to smash the phone. It was a working conversation in Smith's private estate. A random piece of it will keep the Barton Police Department busy for a while.

Such calls usually end with an unfamiliar voice, 'We know. ’

Such a threatening call with such a clear meaning could not get Smith to call the police. So Smith began his own investigation.

When such a call came, he began to record and then analyzed, at what point in time the conversation was going on and what was being talked about......

Such a method made Zach admire, because there must be someone who recorded the recording. In Smith's intimate industry, different departments have different locations for their activities. For example, Dylan of security guards and doormen, the part that touches the goods in and out. In the lower level of the technical part of the Michelle touch.

Use this as a distinction. Smith had a list of candidates for the recording.

"The first person we confirmed was a security guard, Ted. "Smith's face has a very sincere sadness, this is not a show, it is the sadness of being betrayed," a young man who likes to chat. Smith shook his head. A large number of recordings were found at his residence. ”

Zach didn't speak, keeping a listening expression. Vampires don't say anything to reveal their progress.

Security guard Ted's confession, don't ask how the confession came about. Looking at Dylan, who was rolling in a dull blue light and shadow all over his body, he knew that it was not a pleasant process.

The content of the confession did not help Smith in the slightest, on the contrary. But it made Smith realize the strength of his opponent. At least if Smith wants to take something from someone's house, he needs to disguise himself as if he has been robbed, but his opponent doesn't.

So Smith had to kick in on the response, and that measure was, look at Dylan.

The enemy's head was never revealed, but Smith was going to start cutting grass from himself.

"Here's the list. Smith pulled out a flat, folded piece of paper from his pocket.

Zach took it, and Dylan, who was rolling all over his body, crossed an inky afterimage in the air, floated behind Zack, and anxiously urged the vampire to open.

But Zach took the list and put it in front of the table, smiled and said to Smith, "Let's talk about the bottom line." ”

Smith made a gesture of please.

"The police are already keeping an eye on Smith's warehouse, so if you still want us at Grande to be aggressively investigating, don't pay more attention to you. ”

"Huh. Smith smiled and nodded, "Actually, don't worry, the most fundamental reason for the two accidents is that they found out that they had the intention of trying to use the recording as a bargaining chip to negotiate." ”

There was no necromancer in Smith's vision—Dylan, his face completely darkened, almost an inky body, tumbling even more violently, bright red, the only soul markers that represented the one soul, glowing from the depths, wrapped in an inky mist.

"Their intelligence is commendable, but their identity is miscalculated. Smith's smile narrowed his eyes, "They don't have the qualifications to negotiate with Smith." ”

Zach smiled and pointed his finger at the list on the table, it was easy to judge whether to open the list with a high chance of having Michelle's name on it.

At a time when a necromantic is already on the verge of advancement, it is not wise to give stimulation again.

As I've said before, Dean is natural. As for the noun after birth, because he belongs to hell, he is a demon. (To be continued......)