18 Port of Massa

The position of the moon in the night has already indicated that the time has entered midnight, and the routine of a group of inhuman beings in Massa Harbor is coming to an end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info routine means something that is actually going to be performed, but not really focused on.

Behind the tarpaulin shed of the long-defunct seafood shop, Zack is standing next to the fallen angel Jessica. I really can't understand how the Fallen Angel's taste in clothing is formed, and she wears a formal dress that is exactly the same as Zack's.

"I went to Morellin and asked him to make me a few sets casually, who knew he would be so lazy and just make it for me according to your style. That's what she explained to Zach when she first arrived.

"You know it's the era when there are women's formal wear. Zach has never been too resistant to the style of the fallen angel's clothing, the reason is that when the former fallen angel, when she was still called Crowley, those long legs had a special, well, flavor against the backdrop of men's pants. But now Jessica, well, the woman who used to wear a tattered sweater in Ixton, is no longer fit to wear this kind of men's formal attire.

"I know, like Anthony's secretary. Hehe. Jessica, the fallen angel, must have deliberately given this example, because she also deliberately held up her breasts. Remember Anthony's female secretary, yes, the secretary who used to struggle with whether or not to fasten the third button? So what Jessica was saying, it was clear, "I don't feel like I fit in that outfit." ā€

That's all for the topic of clothing, and the two are working on another topic. Zach didn't care, but was forced to bring up the topic by the fallen angels, "For some reason I'm not sure, the pressure on the fallen angels' camp in hell has been reduced, do you know why?" ā€

Zach replied, "You ask me, what is hell like, you told me?" Zach seems to have expressed more than once that he doesn't care about the situation of fallen angels in hell, after all, it's not our vampire world, why should he care.

Jessica also didn't care about Zack's attitude at all, "My guess is that the cooperation between the middle and the hunters has finally had some effect, and the power of hell is shifting to the present world to reinforce the threat of 'Colt'. I don't have time to pay attention to those of us fallen angels who have only mastered the gates of hell for five seconds. ā€

Zach didn't care to continue to express his attitude, "Do you want me to agree with your guess? ā€

Even in this way, getting Zack's consent seemed like a joy for Jessica, and she smiled, "You know what that means, right?"

Zach's attitude continued, "I don't know at all. But, if you want to explain, feel free. ā€

This means that the demons of hell, who do not belong to me, the demons of the fallen angel camp, are constantly passing through the gates of hell and entering the middle. ā€

Zach pursed his lips and took a snack, "For 'Colt,' quantity is not an issue. ā€

This brings us to the current situation in the central part of the country. The central part is chaotic due to the fact that the alien races are all vying for the territory vacated by the departure of the Indian Secret Alliance. However, the alien races participating in the competition for territory on either side are not the most dominant forces in the central region. In the middle, the most powerful are the hunters with 'Colt' in hand.

Do you think of some interesting fact? The strongest force, the hunters, do not participate in the territorial competition, they are humans, they are citizens of the Federation, and this land is theirs.

To use a more nasty description, the hunter is the-stirring stick in the middle. Every time an alien power gains an advantage in a certain city and begins to make a name for itself, the hunters will happily patronize the city, hold the 'Colt' and shoot a few shots, and the territory will be vacated again, and the hunters, touching the alien race that has emerged elsewhere, will happily start the next stop.

So Zach didn't care about the situation in Hell and was commenting on the situation in the middle, no matter how many demons reinforced it was in the middle, it didn't make sense.

But that's not what Jessica was going to say, "You don't understand what I mean, I mean, in the middle, there are demons coming into the world. This is the ...... that only the central part of the federation has now," Jessica smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Chance." ā€

Zach didn't quite understand what Jessica was expressing, frowned and thought about it and said, "The east, including you, Barton, the demons in every city are basically saturated, unless a demon dies, the gates of hell will only be opened for the purpose of collecting souls, not for the demons to come up." This should be the case in the west, and it will only be more cautious, after all, there is a magic feast. Zach glanced at Jessica, "I understand what you said about the special in the middle, but, chance, what chance?"

Jessica stopped smiling and looked at Zach, "You understand it so clearly, but you still don't understand what I'm talking about?" ā€

Ah, Seth. The witcher demon who was banished back to hell by his own container.,I don't know which demon is in charge of hell in the time zone.怂

Zach raised an eyebrow, reminded, but there was no expression of shame on his face, "Thanks for the reminder, you're right, this is Seth's chance to be able to come back again." "Here's why I'm not ashamed," said Stantin, telling him the good news. "That's not something Zach needs to remember, is it.

"Nope. ā€

Hmph, fortunately, Zach wasn't too excited, otherwise he would have to question the fallen angel for his neighbor.

"I don't want to give him unnecessary hope, after all, the middle is not something I can control, all I can do is to get the hunters in the middle to pay attention. "Do you remember that there are demon hostages exchanged around the hunters in the middle, the fallen angel proposed the hostage exchange deal in the first place, and also used this as a bargaining chip to help the hunters deal with the demons," and when there is really news of Seth, it is not too late to tell Constantine. ā€

Zach nodded expressionlessly, but still sighed, which can be regarded as an explanation for his indifference, "Personally, I would prefer Konstantin to stay away from everything about the witcher, he is a very competent and trustworthy priest, and that is enough." Zach has expressed this very completely in the one-on-one conversation with Constantine, remember, Zach said to the priest from the perspective of faith that witchers are not a profession that should not exist, and it is the wrong side of faith.

Jessica looked at Zack, the corners of her mouth moved, she didn't say what she wanted to say, it became like this, "There is actually some kind of inexplicable emotion that makes me agree with you very much." ā€

Zach waved his hand, "Enough small talk, Dora and they are here." ā€

Dora and Bumi stood in front of them, and Bumi was the first to speak, "Louise went back first." The warehouse has been inspected, and there are no republican aliens. "And then Dora," the port was also checked, no. By the way, he handed a metal wine bottle to Zack. It's a late-night snack for Zack.

Don't delve into these little things, it's impossible for a funeral home in Grande to buy sheep that can feed half a hundred vampires, so any action of Nophile is mixed with self-feeding. With their demand, it really doesn't matter if you ask Zack for an extra copy.

This is the routine work mentioned above, the consensus of all the aliens of Barton. Next, here's what really matters.

The two Nofil bypassed the canopy and looked out of the harbor, Dora raised her hand and pointed to the freighter that was entering the port, "XX, this is the freighter recorded in the Fisher profile, with his special 'cargo' on it. Illegal worker, Dola tugged at the corners of his mouth, "After all, those materials are still somewhat useful, at least we don't need to check them one by one." ā€

Zach glanced at Jessica, who glanced to the horizon as a gesture.

In the barely visible sky at night, the inky black had begun to drift towards the freighters that were still entering the port.

Since the demons are involved, it is naturally of some use, and the vampires also save some time and energy, and this kind of investigation is just left to the demons.

"Then, let's just wait for news. Jessica waved her hand easily, looked at Dora, and raised her eyebrows, "I'm a little ashamed, last night, my people, saw you entangled with that republican alien, but none of us knew what that alien was, and we couldn't help." ā€

The devil has eyeliner in Massa Harbor, and as far as we know, the people in Mies's warehouse have not forgotten.

"I know. Dora also looked at Jessica, "You don't need to be ashamed, if it weren't for Louise's reminder, we wouldn't know either." I would like to thank your people for their cover. ā€

Zach knew what they were talking about, didn't the box of porcelain in the morning mention it because Dora made some noise when they found out about this republican last night, and had no choice but to steal it and get it back to the gathering place to slowly find a way to get rid of it. In the process, the demon helped to provide some cover and help Nophil get out of the port.

As for Dora's good attitude to talk to a fallen angel (soul alien race), the reason is naturally that she looked at the fallen angel's wings in Benjamin's warehouse and clearly knew that the fallen angel was 'her own person'.

"When you see that crate in the southeast, it's all in pieces, and I guess you've wiped out that, well, thing. Jessica raised an eyebrow, she didn't know what to call the republican ghost, "What's that?" it feels, it's a lot like ......" looked at Zack, "Ink." ā€

"Ghosts. Zach can only give a name. Mo said that he was a soul alien, and Zach just said it now, and probably no one here would believe it, "There is no need to understand what it is." Zach shook his head slightly, and added a little helplessly, "It's impossible for us to understand the republic's alien system, it's enough to be able to exterminate them." ā€

"In the future, if I can help, I will reach out at any time. Jessica nodded, "I don't have any way to deal with yesterday's kind of thing, but I still have some way to deal with some other things in the Republic." ā€

Zach glanced at Jessica, thought for a while, and nodded, after all, the fallen angel had been to the Republic, and it was not surprising that he had a little experience.

After a moment of silence, the four of them watched as the inky black in the distance sank into the freighter. Jessica's eyes began to have inky black rolling, but unlike Mike's complete distraction, Jessica's communication with her own demons did not affect her expression.

Jessica raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure there are illegal workers on this ship?"

I don't know if anyone has wondered why Zach and they confirmed that these illegal people who have crossed the ocean are laborers in the first place. Because of the number, it is not worth making a fuss about when and from any country there should be smugglers. But if the number is more than 100 each time, and it is so frequent as if it was a slave transport industry in the past, in this day and age, what else can it be if it is not a laborer, and I think it is fun to play a game of crowding in a shipping container?

"Sure. Dora frowned, "The list of goods given by Fisher is very clear. Dora glanced at Bumi, and corroborated the data, "At this time, there are 128 people on this ship, three containers, one box of electronic parts, and two boxes of porcelain. ā€

Bumi listened carefully to Dora's data and nodded, indicating that the data he had written down was the same. Zach is not of any use, he didn't read much for personal reasons, everyone knows, don't mention it.

"Parts and porcelain. Jessica confirmed, the blackness in her eyes continuing to roll, and she should have been 'remotely' searching her men in the boat.

At the same time, the useless Zach was not idle, looking in the direction of the port, "Dora is right. "There are already people in the port who are preparing to pick up the ship, it's Fisher's people," Fisher's people are already luring away the security guards of the Saidil Security Company, ready to receive the goods. ā€

Vampires had seen this a few times, and Fisher had deliberately arranged for the ship to enter the harbor at the time of the security company's shift change. As Fisher said to Zack, the 'security' service here was supposed to be the same Aix Security Company in Falken on the West Side, but with Grande's inadvertent intervention, this good thing could not be established, and Fisher had to do so.

"I'm going to pass. Zach glanced at the three of them, "Let Fisher know that I'm serious about helping." ā€

Jessica pursed her lips and pulled Zach who was about to pass, "This kind of performance can wait." "Close your eyes, and when you open them again, your face becomes very weird," there was no one on the boat, but. She looked at Dora, "I did find that there is a reserved place for people behind the three containers you mentioned, but there is no one." ā€

"Are you sure?" Zach frowned.

"You can wait here to see the surprise of Fisher's men. Jessica also looked in the direction of the port, "There are already people on the ship who are contacting the person who picks up the ship, and they are ready to pick up the empty cargo." ā€

Zach's brows furrowed even tighter, Fisher's subordinates in Massa Harbor, including the ship's subordinates, there are insiders who know what business they are doing, but they will not know the specific figures, these are important information that Fisher has exclusive possession. Of course, now Grande also knows.

So before, although those people would die, and then be secretly disposed of by the vampires, leading to the appearance of Fisher, but in the end, most of them were alive, and everything was within reasonable limits. This range, which has experienced population transportation - the vampires of the slave era naturally had a standard of judgment.

But now, things don't make sense. The vampires didn't dispose of the body, but the man was gone.

Zach pursed his lips, "I'll go down first, maybe this thing ......" Zach didn't finish and left. (To be continued.) )