Lola rushed out the door, and Zach and Benjamin, who had just returned to Grande, sat in the van and watched the girl run towards her car, and angrily opened the door. With a snap, Lola's body was completely hidden in the car. Unlike usual, always roll down the window and say goodbye to Alice. This time, the car started and drove away from the Grande, merging with the night.

Zach pushed open the car door, walked over to Alice, who was standing outside Grande, and patted the banshee on the shoulder, "What's wrong?"

The banshee shook her head and turned and went inside.

Zach frowned and looked at the Great Dane Kim walking by with his ass dangling, "Office." ”

Benjamin's goal was straightforward, and he walked into the dining room, but there was nothing on the table. Alpha frowned and turned into the kitchen, only to see Matthew preparing dinner with Louise and Danny, while Old Hank sat around urging him to hurry.

Matthew was pleasantly surprised to see Benjamin back, and he hadn't reported what he had been holding for the afternoon. Alpha looked at Matthew running over, obviously having something to say, but he pointed his finger at the desk, "Say as you go!"

Matthew reluctantly began to talk about the noon incident, he deliberately hid on the side for a while in order to see what Konstantin was doing, but he didn't expect that the two were no longer there when he came back.

Benjamin listened for a moment and frowned, "Tell Zack." "Alpha is not good at making speculation out of nothing, let alone a hungry alpha. Seeing that Matthew was ready to go to the office, Alpha pointed to the desk again, "I'll go when I'm done!"

In the office, the Great Dane couldn't immediately begin to recount what he saw, because across from Zach, across an overly clean desk, sat Crowley.

This woman actually turned into short hair. The little golden curls curled up on his head, and Zach always felt familiar, as if the hair of some male statue was like this.

Crowley seems to be happy with her look. Tilting his head sideways from side to side, "David." Do you see that?

Zach contrasted and shook his head, "It's good if you're happy." ”

Crowley was not satisfied with this answer, her smooth forehead furrowed slightly, and her slender fingers circled around her head. It's just that the short curls couldn't make her wrap around a few more times, so she broke away from her fingers and tilted to the side, which made it even more messy.

As Zach's head shook more and more, Crowley pursed her lips and flicked her fingers on the side of her cheek, golden light and shadow extending from the top of her bird's nest-like head, and her familiar long hair resting on Crowley's chest.

"Much better. Zach stopped shaking his head.

Crowley snorted. He looked sideways at the Great Dane, who was lying on the workbench on one side and was looking at him. Her black eyes reflected Crowley's image. The Shapeshifter is a very goal-minded guy, and although Kim is a little off, he is still a shapeshifter, and he still holds a grudge for what Mike did to him in the hospital.

"It's Mike, it's not me. Look elsewhere. Crowley's eyes were jet black, and the image of a Great Dane was also printed.

Kim's snort snorted on the workbench and turned her head sideways, but one eye was still strangely still on Crowley.

Crowley's eyes were normal. Shook his head helplessly.

There was silence in the office, and even Zach didn't smile. It seems to be bothered by something annoying.

The soft sound of a vampire coming to dinner for herself, and Crowley looked at the slowly rising red plane and was the first to speak, "Let me figure out a mutually beneficial way." ”

The hula stopped, and the cork was tucked back into the mouth of the bottle, making a chirping sound. Zach raised his glass. I made a gesture of continuing.

Crowley frowned, "I'm not going to give up my grip on Smith." ”

The red plane, which had dropped a third of the way down in the tilt, swayed in the glass, and Zach looked at the rippling dinner, "Then we have nothing to talk about." ”

It's the devil who takes threatening photos without people being conscious. It was the devil who gave the order to record. It was the devil who called and threatened Smith.

Isn't it weird? No, it's strange in the city of Barton. The real gangsters are like social gangsters. One step is about to fall to the bottom of society, and if there are no homeless people at the bottom, they are the bottom. And the criminals who were notorious in other cities were confined to a smoky tavern in Barton to lead a gang of thugs.

Patton's strangeness is not that their mayor and a vampire are friends, but that the city, both light and dark, is in the hands of a small group of people in the West End!

Among them are Quinn, who is almost a monumental philanthropist, to Stone, who has connections throughout Massa, and Barton, a leader who has been put at the top of the concept,...... And like Smith, hidden in the dark, well, drug lords, building materials? It's just a tool that can be used to deliver 'products' around.

I remember saying that Crowley was a breath of fresh air in this inexplicable world.

Yes, this demon has decided to take over what should be in his hands. Or maybe she's just fed up with Mary's Church without a bit of atmosphere, and the dying-out north-eastern part of the North.

"You. Crowley stared into Zack's eyes, word by word, "You're the last Toredo!, how could you be so ......" Crowley wanted to say, how could you be so weak!

"The last one?" Zach raised an eyebrow, "I don't think so. ”

Crowley pursed her lips and lowered her voice, "You know. ”

Zach tilted his head sideways.

"They don't have a ......," Crowley shut, realizing that it was useless to say that, it would only make Zach think more highly of herself.

Zach glanced at Crowley, who didn't want to continue the conversation, "Do you really want to find a solution that we both agree on?"

Crowley folded her arms and leaned back in her chair, making a natural expression.

"Well, you should start talking, from beginning to end. ”

Crowley didn't like Zach's tone, but both of them were people who valued their commitments and had peace agreements, and they couldn't fight.

Crowley's narrative isn't complicated, and Crawley, who has studied Barton's history thoroughly, sets out to find what makes the Southeast so languishing. The expansion of the church was a very convenient means, and when the application forms from all over Barton were placed in Mary's Chapel, Crowley had a spectrum of all these people's relationships.

If you or a family or friend have contributed to the church, priority will be given to new church members.

But that's enough.

People don't believe that the people of the West Side, not like Quinn and Barton, but those who serve them, those who are called servants, how complex the web of their families are, and how much they know about their masters.

'Stone Donation XX, XX ......', 'Quinn ......', 'Smith ......'

It is not just the first surname to look at these things, because many of them were collected by these servants and donated along with their masters. And in the different application forms, start staggering.

When such a staggered net was fully displayed in front of Crowley's eyes, Crowley clearly sorted out the relationship map of those people in the West End.

When unrelated people intersect, Crowley finds what she wants.

Why is Smith Barton's largest building materials dealer associated with an unnamed food truck shop? Why Smith's employee, an ordinary transport driver, knows a professor in the chemistry department at Newton University. Why would a Ph.D. in climate regulation work in a building materials company......

When an unusual event aggravates a certain chunk of this map little by little, demonic convenience arises.

Crowley soon discovers Smith's secret.

"I remember telling you not to touch anyone who had anything to do with the direction of Barton City. Zach looked at Crowley, and there was no threat or intimidation, just a simple statement.

"Did I move him?" Crowley asked rhetorically, "I just let him know that someone had seen his secret." ”

So there was the recording incident.

Zach frowned, and Crowley used this very laborious method to make Smith realize that he was mastered. As I said before, Smith has lost, and his entire secret is completely in the hands of his hidden opponent, Crowley.

Crowley is hidden, as empty as a shadow without the slightest flaw. But those recordings, the recordings that Smith had heard on the phone, the recordings that actually existed, were just to explain one thing to Smith -- 'Your secret has become a substance, and it is kept where you don't know, your opponent is real, and I can destroy you!'

Zach wasn't wrong in his speculation. Crowley has already launched the first move after the recording, that is, the dealer, Zach doesn't know how many such peripheral members Crowley has replaced with his own demons, because there was a promise not to touch Smith, so keep the main body, and leave the perimeter empty.

It is already predictable that when Smith's subject has a decision that is contrary to Crowley's ideas, those recordings, throwing out a recording at the right time, will be a huge push for Smith to do something that is in line with Crowley's ideas, which is Crowley's purpose.

That's Crowley's control.

Crowley pressed her eyebrows, "You should respect what I did." "Because you, you Grande, your mayor Anthony, I think like a lower creature." ”

The lower creatures in Crowley's mouth are naturally human, and threatening with recordings is such a humane means. For the demon, possession is a solution, and it needs to be so troublesome?!

Zach finished his glass of supper, he didn't know what to say, he wanted to praise it sincerely, but it didn't seem to fit his position.

Zach shook his empty cup, "Didn't you think you'd run into us in the process?"

There was a hint of disdain on Crowley's face, "No, I didn't think that Grande would be involved in such an interest incident. ”

Zach looked at the empty glass, and Crowley's thoughts coincided with Grande's real thoughts. Zach curled his lips and smiled, "I didn't expect that either." (To be continued......)