Seven or eight stretch limousines were started in front of the Grand House, and all of them left on Route 27, except for Mrs. Quinn's one, which was heading west toward the Grand House. But among the luxury vehicles, a dirty and dilapidated van abruptly mixed in.

Smack......

Benjamin's car, the booming engine has attracted enough attention to him, Benjamin is not enough, the continuous ravaging and ravaging of his car radio, the sound of slapping makes him more prominent!

Finally, the sound of rushing drums and humming guitars replaced the noise, and Benjamin looked at Kim in the passenger seat with a satisfied expression: "Look, it just needs a little time." It will never let me down. ”

Kim's attention wasn't on the already cracked radio, his gaze swept over the luxury cars around him, all of whom he knew. The older generation of 'nobles' in Barton City, before coming to Barton City, the information of these people had been placed in front of him.

Entrepreneurs, philanthropists, abdicated politicians...... Regardless of who controls the upper class of Barton now, these people are Barton's true roots.

Kim didn't deliberately hide his appearance, he knew that the exposure of an outsider was not enough for these older Barton bigwigs to know him.

"Where are we going?" asked King.

"The [Ford Funeral Home] in the North District, if you are lucky, I hope to acquire the statue of Gabriel. Benjamin handed the order to Kim.

Kim looked at the somewhat old order and his eyes fell on the person who had booked it, Quinn. There was a trace of sadness in Kim's eyes, and then he looked at a limousine, then the person who just got on the car should be the legendary 'loser' - Master Pochi Quin.

Benjamin's thick arms were on the steering wheel, and he spotted Kim's gaze, squinting his eyes and asking, "What, do you know that kid?"

Kim folded the order, returned it to Benjamin, and shook his head: "I don't know him, I just know some rumors about him." Bad rumors. ”

Benjamin raised an eyebrow, "What rumors." ”

"The Quinn Group has programs throughout the Union to support veterans returning home, and it is rumored that Poch is privately using the money in Quinn's name. Kim thought for a moment and said.

"Oh, did he swallow your money?" asked Benjamin.

"How is that possible! It's just that my father and Quin have a cooperation in the project......" Kim was immediately alert and glared at Benjamin: "You're playing tricks on me!"

"Haha!" Benjamin laughed, a row of white teeth peeking out of his lips covered by a brown beard, "Kim, are you serious? You know if we want to know who you are, we don't have to bother!"

Kim frowned, two hours ago, he saw Zack's eyes turn red, and said to the woman named Louise, "From today onwards, you work at the Grande House and live in the Grande House. You can't contact anyone without my permission, and you can take a step out of the Grande House. ”

After a moment of confusion, the woman abandoned her old life and became a new member of the House of Grande.

"Louise, what will happen to that woman in the future?" King asked Benjamin, who was still laughing.

"How's that? When the shapeshifter is cleared, she'll be free. Benjamin retracted his laughter and replied, "Perhaps, just maybe, Zach will consider making a descendant." Didn't you notice that Zach seemed to have a crush on the woman. ”

Kim had bad feelings, and Benjamin made a guess that he shouldn't have known: "I don't care about Zack's 'offspring'! I just want to know why Zack's eyes twist people's wills! Will he do the same to me!"

Benjamin looked thoughtful: "Why? As for whether it will be like that to you, it depends on whether you are good or not. ”

This is true, although Louise is smart, her own control is insufficient, and her example can illustrate this. Once she is really in danger, her weak body is simply not enough to protect herself.

Benjamin glanced at the unkind Kim: "So far, you're not bad. But you should understand that if you want to work with us, you will eventually have to tell us who you really are. We've all seen your reaction to hearing about 'Shapeshifter', and you know your identity will be of great help to our investigation. ”

Kim lowered his head and thought, he was indeed hesitating, he had been considering the reliability of the two of them since the early morning, when he faced them in the woods. With no one to trust and no network to tap into at Barton, is it time to build a relationship with two non-humans?

"Can I trust you?" asked Kim sternly, looking at Benjamin.

"Of course. Benjamin shrugged, "You're still alive, aren't you?"

"Okay! I still have a request! Zach will never use that red eye on me! I don't want to be his 'offspring'!"

"Deal. Benjamin's body swayed to the music, and he didn't care. These requests didn't seem to have anything to do with the werewolf, and Benjamin agreed for Zach, "So, let's start with your real name." ”

"James Lance. ”

"Oh, are you the only son of General Lance?" said Benjamin, intriguing, "why did you come to Barton City?" ”

"I was discharged from the army and transferred to the Patton Police Department. Now that he has decided to trust, Kim no longer has anything to hide, of course, the most important reason is that saying it by himself and being forced to say it by Zack's red eyes are two different things! I have to admit that for the two non-people, Kim is at a disadvantage.

"Look. Benjamin seems to be in a good mood: "That's the power of teamwork. We've found the identity of the shapeshifter. Maybe we should go to the Patton police station for a while. ”

Barton North, to the east, near the beach, is a residential area with two-storey single-family homes lining the entire street. Obviously, the houses here are just as expensive as the apartments in the center of the North End. Corson didn't know if the half David lying in the freezer was lucky or unlucky, fortunately he inherited this valuable house, and unfortunately, perhaps it was the value of this house that made him the target of some pervert who stole his identity.

Detective Cousson pushed open the door, feeling the warm sunshine and fresh air.

He had just finished his on-site inspection. Because of the confidentiality requirements of the director of Cologne, there was no support from others, so he was the only one to complete the survey, and the progress was naturally a little slow. The coat pockets on both sides were stuffed with small sealed plastic tapes, which he had to take back to the police station for analysis. However, Corson did not have any hope, the time of David's death was uncertain, and the scene of the basement was not known how many times it had been destroyed, and those small samples might not be able to find anything.

The only thing that can be done is to compare the evidence here with the evidence collected in the place where Woman X's body was found, to see if the two cases of brutal mutilation of the victim belonged to the same person.

"Cole, Detective Cowson. A slightly trembling voice sounded behind him, it was Fitz, "Now, what are we going to do now?"

Corson turned to look at the thin man whose eyes were still red, and sighed: "Now I'm going to go to the police station and send this evidence for analysis." As for you, we can't risk you going back to work. Curson pulled Fitz and put the key back in its place, remembering that everything that had been moved was back in its place, before he walked out of the courtyard and back into Fitz's van.

As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of fried chicken came to my face!

"James!" Curson yelled, "where did you get these fried chicken!!"

"McCann Fried Chicken, it's delicious, do you want it?" James grimaced as he handed over a box of fried chicken.

"&*&9%#" Coulson was so angry that he lost the ability to speak! He was working hard to scout the crime scene, and the only task he gave this guy was to stay on guard, to guard the surrounding situation, and to prevent 'David' from suddenly returning. But this guy actually went to buy food halfway through!

Are you kidding? Such people are not qualified to have a police badge at all!

"David loves the wings too......" Fitz seemed to think of something again, and tears glistened again in his red eyes......

"Ahh

"Ann, safe house?" asked Fitz, sobbing.

"Yes. Corson started the van: "As you told me, David doesn't have many friends at work, and you are his best friend, which means that among the people he comes into contact with on a daily basis, the easiest person to identify him is you!

The van went around the corner, and sure enough, a fried chicken shop appeared on the side of the road, but the sign was not "McCann".

"But we can't use the resources of the police department. Coulson said to James: "The director doesn't want this case to be made public for the time being, so we can't go to the bureau's safe house! James, do you have an attic in the city center?"

The van continued to move forward, and it was not until it was about to leave this residential area that Corson saw the signboard that James said, and the middle-aged detective's anger was not suppressed for a while, and his whole body turned around in the driver's seat: "James! What did you do! You actually ran so far to buy fried chicken!! Do you still have a task in your eyes!!"

Corson's seat belt was tightened, and his whole body was about to turn over, even ignoring the steering wheel, and it looked as if he was going to pounce and beat James!

"Cole, Detective Cousen!!" Fitz grabbed the steering wheel in a panic, grabbed the already angry detective with one hand, and shouted: "[McCann fried chicken] has a phone!

Coulson stared at James with a mouthful of food and an expressionless face, his fists clenched, and finally endured it, General Lance was too famous! Coulson turned around and sat down again in hatred, holding the steering wheel.

Fitz pulled the trunk in a panic and pulled out one from the pile of crumpled papers: "Detective, look, takeout order! Detective James must have ordered takeout!"

Corson opened the takeout order in front of him, with a cold face, and did not speak. He understood Fitz's persuasion, but he didn't think that his partner was ordering takeout! How could James, who had just been in Barton City for a week, know the takeout number of the fried chicken restaurant! The only situation was that this guy had eaten all the way and finally chose the best one!

Detective Cousson gave up the idea of letting James protect Fitz, and thought about it for a while: "Fitz, let's go back to your house first, and then you call for a few days off, park this car at your house, and then go back to the bureau with me, these days, you are under my protection." James, when you get back to the police station, you go to the place where David works and see that David!"

Fitz nodded timidly, and only the sound of James munching on the chicken could be heard in the back seat, chirp, chirp......