"Look! another!" Detective Cousson looked up from the scattered papers on the table and waved the documents in his hand, "XX train, XX city to Barton!

James also looked up from the file, and his eyes were bloodshot after a long time of retrieving it in a closed environment.

Retrieving the list of outsiders is not an easy task, and the only thing that the station can provide is the ticket inspection information recovered from the passengers, the ID number, the train number, and the departure and destination, which is the limit of what these things can provide. The two detectives needed to extract the ID numbers, get rid of the Patton locals, and finally compare them with yesterday's witnesses to find the overlap.

Fortunately, this is not the first time James has done this kind of thing, he did it when he first came to Barton, in order to find out the low-level alien race that came because of the rumors. At that time, James did not have helpers, and his actions needed to be secretive, which was his private job.

On a recent occasion, they came to retrieve this information when Cowson believed that the fire was an outsider's revenge on Barton. Before Coleson decided to come, he naturally compared the information of outsiders he had compiled before, and decided to come here again after gaining nothing.

Even if he has a little experience in practice, James, who is a middle-aged Curson who has higher physical strength and concentration, James is faster. He threw the materials he had sorted out to his partner, "I'll go out for a while." ”

"Ugh. Corson glanced at the papers James had put in order, and there were more than the terrible handwriting, "Where are you going?"

"Outside. "James was too lazy to explain, he and Curson had a division of labor, and now that James's own part was done, he deserved to rest.

All right. Nor is it really a break, and James has his own selfish intentions to take care of. Walking out of the room that the station staff had arranged for the detectives to work in, James walked to the staff lounge.

It may not be surprising that these staff at the Betch train station knew James and smiled helplessly when they saw James looking like he had something to ask.

"Excuse me. In the past few days, I have seen a female ...... please help pay attention to."

"Detective Lance. One of the staff members must have just returned from a shift change, "Someone is looking for you outside, a woman." A slightly unusual tone.

James froze for a moment, and the dramatic hope was instantly piled up, "Who?"

"She said her name was Crowley. The staff smiled and shook his head, "You think it's your girlfriend, hehe, if it were, we would have called you a long time ago." ”

It's not just about disappointment. James nodded stiffly and walked outside.

"You're a hard guy to find. Crowley still wears her particular style of dressing, with a black and white striped men's dress jacket that is open to reveal the 'Kozil' logo on the inside. With her hands in her crisp suit trouser pockets, Crowley tilted her head to the side, "Come with me." ”

James didn't move.

"Whatever you want. Crowley shook her head and smiled, "I went to the police station." The entire police department is busy investigating yesterday's case, and you and your partner actually came here. ”

James didn't want to explain. Eyes were not on Crowley, focusing on the tips of her shoes. However, there is actually an explanation.

Cousson is the only one who thinks that all of Barton's recent vicious incidents are the work of the remnants of the fight club from outside. The director of Cologne didn't know whether he deliberately rectified Coulson and James, or if he was simply unhappy with the two, and the last time Coulson used this reason to help the police relieve the pressure on the media, it was a credit. But after the credit, the director of Cologne still did not give the two detectives the assistance assigned. This means that if Corson continues to investigate this clue, it will always be the same as the first time in the office, when the director impatiently instructed, "Just the two of you! Don't expect me to send someone to you!"

So while the entire police department is investigating yesterday's assault by conventional means. Corson and James were alone here looking up information.

Crowley walked around James, "Are you completely unprepared to speak?" Crowley curled the corners of her mouth, raised her eyebrows, and pulled out a finger and poked it in James's shoulder.

James's reaction was about a dozen beats slower, first shifting his focused gaze to Crowley's fingers, then his face began to turn pale, then his pupils began to contract, and then fine beads of sweat began to ooze out of his skin......

Why is this description slowed down? Because Crowley is putting James on again.

Crowley's container blinked, looked left and right, and poked James's finger into a comforting pat, "Uh, it's fine for a while, don't be afraid, you don't have sin in your heart." "Remember, this vessel of Crowley was able to hear sin in other people's souls.

But her comfort had no effect, and at this time, James returned to that strange 'space' again, countless red points of light continued to crash into him, and the blonde and blue-eyed Crowley lazily played with these soul marks, "Hehe, it's kind of interesting, you actually told Zachrans the secret...... Dream Magic Lip ?......"

Imprinted in the soul, it represents the soul imprint of a collection of individual beings, displaying everything James has before the eyes of the fallen angels. Time and space have become weird, and they are manipulated by fallen angels at will, reminiscing and watching all of James's experiences during this time.

James jumped away violently, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, staring at Crowley who withdrew his hand, force-on-up-end, "You ......" James forcibly held back the twitching of his stomach and the feeling of vomiting that had rolled to his throat, "What the hell are you going to do?!"

It seems that Crowley was right when she first made a strong -on-James feeling, and this feeling will gradually get used to it as the number of times it increases. Compared to the last time he threw up on the ground, this time, James was at least still standing, holding himself up and not looking for a wall to lean on.

"A good addition to what happened to Barton lately. Crowley's hand was back in her pocket, squinting and smiling, "Originally, I just wanted to catch up, but I seem to know something very special." No wonder ......"

Now, Crowley was just talking to herself, "I'm still wondering why Grande is getting more and more disconnected from me, I've been back for so long, and he hasn't come to talk to me." I also specially prepared information about the Republican Secret Alliance to send to him, is this the reason for Lip?" Crowley gave James a genuinely inquiring look at the end.

James, of course, would not respond, but simply continued to stare at the other party.

"Forget it, don't talk about it. After waiting for a while, Crowley waved her hand, "When you have lived long enough in hell, you will understand that the only thing that is truly reliable is the past that has happened. It's fixed in time, in the future. Hehe. "Hell is distributed in a timeline, straight up, and the moment it is connected to reality, it is the gate of hell, and Crowley has only mastered it for five seconds. Don't forget.

Before looking back at James, Crowley turned her head abruptly, as if she had found something. But after observing it for a moment, she smiled and turned back without saying anything, continuing to look at James.

Even a sarcastic comment was fine, but there was still nothing, only James's gloomy staring face. Crowley shrugged, "That'...... I'm still waiting for your thanks, Smith warehouse thing. My partner's investigation took a lot of effort to deal with. ”

Crowley continued to smile. Know what she's talking about. Didn't Eve and Lydia lead Corson to Smith's warehouse and reopen the fire case that had already been pressed by Smith.

Nou was commissioned by Smith to follow Corson's ridiculous conjecture, but was dissuaded by Zack, so the job could only be reduced to maintaining the warehouse. and has the heart to befriend Remmer and keep Crawley, who is Smith's secret property.

There's nothing funny about Crowley asking James for his gratitude here, and at least Crowley lets the Croson who doesn't know anything continue to live in the good things he thinks he's right. In other words, Corson has not been frustrated in his investigation since he proposed Barton, an alien fight club.

"No thanks?" said Crowley, smiling and raising an eyebrow. "You're so cold. ”

"What the hell are you going to do!" James said, proving that he wasn't cold, but only repeatedly.

Crowley finally smiled and pouted, "You know, I've worked so hard, and you don't answer any of these topics." You're really not a good conversationalist. ”

"What the hell are you going to do!" James decided, and it was only three days before he asked Crowley the question.

"Okay. Crowley looked away, "Report the crime." A mutual friend of ours is in danger of his life, and I need the help of a police detective. ”

You can laugh at this point.

James turned around and left, he decided to go back to help Cowson, hurry up and get home after finishing the papers, and see Zach!

"I'm not kidding. Crowley looked at James as he turned around without hesitation, and her tone was calm and calm, "If you leave now, in the future, if the body of a man who should have died is found on the street of Barton, the face of your police department will be ugly." ”

The face of the Patton Police Department is already ugly, and everything that has happened lately, has not really been resolved. James wasn't prepared to continue listening to Crowley's jokes.

"More importantly, you and Corson's faces will be ugly. Crowley's voice remained calm, "Do you know who this dangerous man is? ”

James's body froze. Wales? The civil servant who lost his job for the lottery? The guy who was taught a lesson by the 'General' because he was in debt? The guy who managed to get Seth the Witcher to prison and testify against the 'General' and gave Corson a headache?

The most important thing is that the guy who has been in the hospital because of postoperative complications and 'died' from a small blood clot!

"You're finally interested?" Crawlie smiled as James stiffened his back, "Is it such a small character that you have forgotten about it for so long that you have not appeared?"

Be.

"Do I need to rekindle your memory, then? Crowley raised her hand, and James instinctively took a step back.

Crowley smiled and withdrew her hand, "Thank you to Grande's shapeshifter at the time, replacing this guy who was supposed to die, Wales was taken in by me." His unusual obsession with opportunism (Wales was first seduced by Papa's midnight lottery and embarked on the point of no return, Volume III) made me think he would be a useful man. ”

James grimaced, "What did you do to him?!"

"I gave him a job. Crowley shrugged, "He's a very easy person to use without status, and he can appear around certain people at will and complete some specific transactions." ”

James had a bad premonition, "What a deal!"

"Demon deal. Crowley raised an eyebrow, "Because of the agreement with Grande, I can't touch the people who control Patton's upper echelons, and my hand can only reach out to those minor characters who don't matter." Crowley shook her head helplessly, "And the inconsequential little characters, you don't expect me to scatter my precious manpower and let the demons take over those bodies." Not even the lowest demons, my people deserve to live a life of status in Barton, not inconsequential. ”

"You ......," James said.

"You're right. Crowley nodded, "Wales is my demonic pact intermediary at Patton. What inconsequential little people he brought to me, they sold their souls to me to make their lives a little more comfortable, and in exchange for a contract, they used their inconsequential attributes to accomplish small things for me that no one would care about. ”

James has nothing to say, no, it's so much to say that he doesn't know where to start!

"For something that is not clear to me right now, Wales, this guy who deals with a bunch of inconsequential little people, is being targeted by some. "I have no interest in taking care of him all day, as I have already said, all he can bring me is the little things, and it is not worth wasting too much time for him." So it's time for detectives to ask for help, Detective Lance, would you like to take over?"

Crowley squinted, she should still have something to say, "It's also a life for you cops......"

"Pick it up. Zach, yes, Zach smiled and walked closer, finishing Crowley's words, "A detective's job doesn't matter status, doesn't matter, right, James." ”

James wrinkled his face and was gloomy, "When did you come?!"

Just in time for Crowley's thoughts on the future. Zach smiled and nodded at Crowley, "I totally agree. ”

"Oh, that's good. Crowley tilted her head and smiled, "I thought my friendship with Grande was coming to an end." ”

"You're too careful. Zach smiled, "We've never had any friendships. Zach said something that was not much to laugh at with a smiling face, "The agreement between Grande and you is a mutually binding coexistence agreement, even if the occasional cooperation is faster, don't be sentimental, fallen angel." "It's a threat, it's a reminder, it's a coexistence agreement, please respect yourself.

"But. Zach raised his finger and raised an eyebrow before Crawley's face froze, "Thanks to the little things that the Southside taught you to instigate on Sunday, Grande has hired nine nice new employees." ”

"No thanks. Crowley replied. (To be continued.) )