James put down the phone, put away the note he had just recorded, stuffed it into his pocket, and slyly looked up at his partner at the table across from him, Curson. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Cousson was still lying on the table drooling as he took his lunch break.

If I was not mistaken, James actually breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, paid attention to Cowson's direction, and tried not to make a sound to step back. Like, well, he's doing something bad behind Curson's back. It's not like, it's just. He was doing a great job in overthrowing Coson, so he couldn't let Couson notice it a little.

James walked lightly to the fax machine, nervous. Because the sudden crunching of fax operations was not quite suitable for what he was about to do now.

Sure enough, Curson snorted, took a slippery mouthful, looked up from the table, wiped his mouth with half of his face crimson indentation, clicked twice, and looked at James, "Lance, what are you doing." "I shouldn't be fully awake yet, my eyes are a little drifting, and my eyes are not focused.

James stared at the little spit fax and pursed his lips, he didn't want to answer Cousson, he just hoped that the thing would pass faster, take it away before Coulson was fully conscious, and then completely deny that he had done anything. As a police detective, James really sucks at that.

"Lance?" Detective Cousson pressed his eyes, and the indentations on his face began to regain their flesh color, and his eyes became clearer, "What are you preaching?"

James still didn't answer, staring at the fax machine, his lips moving slightly and quickly, 'Hurry, hurry, hurry!'

Corson rose from his chair, frowning as he regained some consciousness, leaning over his desk and aiming at James's desk. The table was full of ordinary case information, and Corson consciously reached out and pushed it away, not finding anything unusual, and looked at James again, "Lance." What are you doing? "The tone is starting to get bad.

It's natural, James has made Curson more and more dissatisfied, and the reason is remember, the '' that Curson didn't want to touch, James made up like a fly. Before Zack said that James and Wes were together in order to keep Curson from chasing James, Curson didn't want to be involved in the rotten affair between the old and new police chiefs on the sidelines. The goal was achieved, but it gave James a ridiculously ugly basin, and since then, Coulson has been very concerned about James's every move, after all, the two are connected together, and Cousson doesn't want to be dragged down.

James's behavior, however, is getting worse and worse. We know that in order to keep the Patton alien race safe from the invasion of wolves, James didn't go to work honestly, did he? After the incident on Monday, when all the police officers mobilized to suppress the disappearance of passengers at the Becge train station according to Director Daxi's request, James made a phone call directly to Director Daxi, who "reasonedly" disobeyed the orders of his superiors and stayed in Grande to listen to the vampire story.

So, may I ask, how does Corson look at this series of behaviors of his partner without knowing many details. Every minute I want to tie up James and whip him.

Curson walked around his desk with a gloomy face and walked towards James, "Lance!" There's really no need to cover up, "What are you doing......?"

"Detective Cousson. A Chapman was inserted diagonally, just enough to block Curson's approach, nodded politely, and then turned to James in the continued crunch of the fax machine, "Detective Lance, the Commissioner is looking for you." ”

James was still staring at the 'slow' spit out of the fax, clutching the part that came out, ready to pull it away, "What is he looking for me to do?" ”

Coulson seems to be in a mouthless rage again, and is about to educate - the governor is looking for you, and the reaction should not be 'what is he looking for me to do' but to go honestly!

"I don't know. Chapman shook his head, naturally not thinking of Cosen's thoughts, and turned back to Coson, "Detective Coson, the team leader is looking for you and asking you to bring the information of the previous unsolved case three years ago." ”

Curson pressed back what he wanted to say, pulled his lips irritably, stared at the back of James's head and snorted, turned and walked away, rubbing his face vigorously as he went, until he smiled as he went. I haven't forgotten the case from three years ago, the case that Zach can't help, and Curson must keep a smile to see the female team leader.

Sensing that Coulson was walking away, James let out a sigh of relief and glanced sideways at Chapman, "Thanks." ”

Chapman shook his head, glanced at the fax that was pinched by James, with the words xx mental hospital on it, and didn't look at it much, "No, the director is really looking for you." ”

James frowned, and the ghost hit the wall, "What are you looking for me for?"

"I don't know. "Chapman doesn't matter," but he doesn't seem to be in a good mood. He hesitated and shook his head, "I don't know if it's for you, the director has not been very happy since he personally went to see the scene of the loss of imported goods in Massa Port." ”

James's face darkened a little, and he replied in a low voice, "Something is piercing...... Nofile stole it. "It's fair to omit Zack's name.

"I know, the demon of the harbor told me. Now that the lost crates are in the southeast, Mason from the General's side has sent back the news that the General's men are stockpiling food...... They ran into Nophil, and they were thrown to the southeast. Chapman was already talking about his own business, or asking for advice, "The porcelain is broken, and there is no need to chase it back, you say, do I need to report it?"

James turned his head around in extreme irritation, and sure enough, he couldn't leave, and as soon as he left, the vampires came in chaos! James also understood very well, the culprit must still be Zack, otherwise the new Nophile would not know that they should drop the stolen goods in the southeast!

"Report!" said in a gloomy voice, "If something is lost, we police should find it! If it is broken into powder, we must find it! Even if it is to close the case!"

"Oh. Chapman was not as emotional as James, and nodded, "Yes, let's report, it's just a matter of time, sooner or later the director will ask me if there is any new news on the demon side." ”

James's newly opened mouth closed and he took a deep breath. James already knew that although as two people in the police station who knew the truth about the world, the two could occasionally take care of each other, but after all, the two were not all the way. James always thinks from a human point of view, and Chapman is used to thinking about aliens.

Chapman nodded at James and turned to leave, just as the fax was over, James tore down the papers, pursed his lips and looked at them, and became irritated again - he was thinking about humans, working for vampires, tsk, there was nothing worse than this feeling of being slapped in the face by the facts as soon as he came to his senses.

James put away the fax, took a deep breath, and walked to the elevator.

When Cologne was still the director, James knew he was going to be scolded every time he entered the elevator. Now that the director has become Darcy, the situation has not changed much, but for some inexplicable reasons, James has some confidence and dares to fight, everyone knows.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, the door to the director's office was already open and waited, "Sit down." Darcy looked up at James.

James sat down and was very direct, "What are you looking for me for?" ”

"Attitude. Darcy lowered his eyes again, taking care of the work in progress while reminding himself of this subordinate.

James tilted his head, his attitude not improving, "I'm busy, I'll go down if it's okay." As he spoke, he was really ready to stand up.

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing. Darcy didn't look up, "I agree with you to let that Torredo help you solve the case because it's good for your future, but James Lance, really, you went over and helped him, as far as you wanted." The tone was cold.

James's face instantly darkened, and he subconsciously pressed the pocket on his leg, and stuffed the fax he had just received inside, "You don't have to worry about it!"

"No, I can leave the rest alone, but let a Secret Alliance lord regain his legal status in Barton?hmph, do you think I can still leave it alone?" Darcy looked up, looked at James, and paused for a moment, "Don't forget where you're from, James." ”

Darcy was reminding James that he was from the West, and that the West was from the Feast. So, Darcy wanted James to be a little self-conscious about his position.

Consciously, it doesn't match James.

"All I know is where I am now!" James looked Darcy in the eye, "I'm at Patton, and Patton, there's a Thirteen Clan Ancestor who has been listed as a wanted criminal!Or the most unstable!Do you really want to get a call in the bureau one day that we've found a wanted person who tried to assassinate you, and then we'll go out to arrest such a clan?! Do you want to go?! If I'm right, you value your life more than anyone else! And I? I don't have to be an inheritor and I don't want to! I still want to live!"

Darcy held the pen in his hand, frowned, and looked at James with a thoughtful look in his eyes. It shouldn't have been going well, and a few times, Darcy had an irritated look on his face.

Let's put it this way, Linda, the original inheritor, was mixed in the first alien race to explore the wind in Barton, then Cozier entered Barton through a commercial cooperation with Liszt, and finally Darcy was parachuted in a circle arranged by the Demon Feast. The Devil's Feast has a lot of ideas for Barton.

And this idea is really not suitable for Barton to have a secret alliance ancestor hanging around here.

If you understand it this way, you can understand that Darcy naturally hopes that the identity of the wanted criminal will always be the best hanging on Mokawi. Even if the current era is not as good as before, and the social class is not so fixed, it is impossible for a wanted criminal to have a status, which is what the Demon Feast is happy to see.

However, James just said a very important thing, this ancestor who is messing around in Patton is Mokawi, if she has been hung as a wanted criminal, sooner or later she will face herself as the head of the police department. Now that Darcy is so clear that he belongs to the Demon Feast, he wants to face the ancestors of the rival alliance. He didn't want to at all.

James watched Darcy's face change, pulled the corners of his mouth, and turned his head, "And in Barton's place, does it make sense for you to mention the Demon Banquet and the Secret Alliance, the Secret Alliance is no longer there! You can ask Smith's Reimer, the Saints' Gangero, and Nophile under Herman's factory." "It's a must, to add, "That guy from Grande! who still recognizes the Secret Alliance!"

Darcy stared at James, "Who taught you that?"

No suspense, "That guy from Grande!"

"Zach. Darcy let go of his closed hand and rested it on his desk, his face unexpectedly calmer, "I should know it's his, and he must have taken a lot of persuasion to get you to get a vampire away from it, didn't he?" And casually taught you how to convince me. ”

"Who teaches!" James was no more irritable, "the fact that he said! Mokawi is not at Patton, nothing, but she is at Patton! All it takes is a fool with an overly righteous sense to create an irreparable social tragedy!"

As it happens, we have an example of Cyrus hiding a gun under his pillow. Think about what would have happened if Brill wasn't around? Morkawi did complain to Benjamin that it didn't feel good to be pointed at a weapon, right?

"And then what are you going to do?!If you're the director!!!

The corners of Darcy's eyes twitched, "Then let Zach take care of Moka......"

"He can't help it!" Inexplicably, James had a bad pleasure in his heart, but fortunately he knew that this pleasure was unacceptable, and quickly extinguished it.

Darcy pursed his lips and closed his eyes, probably not wanting to look at James anymore and think. After a moment of silence, "Keep doing what you're doing." When he opened his eyes, he bowed his head and returned to the work he had done before, and continued, "Anyway, I am the director, and it will pass me in the end." After a pause, "I heard (Grande's) thoughts over there, and I'll consider them." ”

James snorted unabashedly, what to consider, just to report to the west, and wait for the final decision of the Demon Banquet, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm leaving." "James didn't want to stay longer.

"How much do you know about the things in Puerto Massa. "Darcy wasn't prepared for James to leave so 'easily', no, the real purpose of calling James up was only now mentioned, "Grande, Zach, they're ...... to Massa Harbor"

"Why do you want to ask me?" James frowned, "You know everything I know! He and Nophil are eliminating the alien races that may come from the Republic!" James wanted to finish quickly, naturally, because he didn't want to stay here any longer, "I thought this was everyone's consensus after the wolves were wiped out and Nophil entered, and Barton couldn't accommodate other aliens!

Darcy looked up at James again, reminding the guy that the attitude issue had proven pointless, "No, no opinion. What I want to ask is what they're doing other than preventing new aliens from entering. ”

"What else did they do?!"

"I'm asking you!"

"Then I'm asking you now!"

Darcy wanted to get to business, and he died in James's confused face. (To be continued.) )