Wednesday.

It is impossible to tell the time from such an environment, but you can hear the sound of the soles of your shoes colliding with the metal floor, especially in such a closed, metal-filled corridor, where any soft sound can be constantly reverberated and amplified. The sound of mixed footsteps rippled into the enclosed metal compartments on both sides of the corridor, and the sound of Sisuo rang out.

A dull crash entered the corridor from behind the door of the metal compartment, the muffled sound of the people in the enclosed compartment who immediately got up and pressed against the cold metal door when they heard the movement. Bloodshot eyes pressed against a small window the size of a palm above the metal door, looking at the people walking in the corridor.

They wore gray-green uniforms, their eyes did not squint, and their broad palms pressed against metal batons at their waists. It seems to be ready to pull out at any moment, stab someone in the abdomen, and break someone's knee. Here, they have the right to do so.

Syllable!

The baton slammed into the innermost metal door of the upper corridor, located in the middle of the body, and the transverse window that could only accommodate the arms was opened, and a cold and hard command was shouted from the mouth of a prison guard!

"Hands!"

Rivench opened his eyes, shifted his body, and stood in front of the door, just in time to see the guards standing in the corridor through the small window above. He stretched out his hands from the window below, the cold handcuffs roughly clasped around his wrists. The iron door opened, and two strong guards grabbed Rivenci by the shoulders and turned him around and pressed him against the wall.

The heavy shackles were fastened to the ankles and connected to the handcuffs, and the prison guard grabbed Rivench's arm and dragged him forward: "Go!"

The sound of metal chains clashing with Rivench's footsteps rang out, the shackles restricting his pace, and his body was pulled diagonally forward. In the middle of the corridor, Rivenchi's fellow hunter was also pulled out by the prison guards, and the two looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Where are we going?" asked Rivench, frowning.

The baton was stabbed in Riwench's abdomen, and if he could, he wished he could vomit something out of his churning stomach. His newly bent body was grabbed by the prison guard who was pulling the chains, and he pulled forward, and Rivench's hands and feet were pulled, and he staggered forward.

"Shut up!

What else can you expect? This is the 'black room.'"

This is the only men's prison in Barton, and the security level is only medium, so the place where Rivench and his fellow hunters are located is not an ordinary cell area, but on the north side of the prison, the so-called 'Black Room'. Reason and rules speak of prison, and although it is in prison or something, it has its own name, the Black House.

Suddenly pushed out of the dark room, Rivench adjusted to the light, as if it was the height of summer, but Rivench knew that it was only spring.

He squinted tightly, the shackles did not allow him to raise his arms to block the sun, and he could only get used to it slowly, but the prison guards behind him didn't care so much, and pushed the two of them forward roughly.

It took a long time for Rivench's vision to regain clarity, and he saw the direction of the sun, but it was the first sun that had just left the horizon, and after half a month, no day and no night, he finally felt that the sun made him feel a strange excitement. But before Rivench could make any emotion, the two former hunters were pushed into an escort car.

As the rear doors close, the view returns to darkness. The two men with their hands and feet bound adjusted to the light again, then looked at each other, their bodies swaying slightly under the inertia, and the car drove away.

In the early morning, the vampire Zach is in the basement of the Grande House, where he sleeps on a stone platform with a 'dry corpse' wrapped in chains. Zach looked at Ian Anthony, not sure what he was thinking.

Since the separation from Anthony at the cemetery that night, the mayor of Barton has not been heard from and seems to be running away from something. Zach can understand that even he is running away from something, otherwise he would not have faced his 'son' for the first time after being mentioned by Louise.

Zack, the vampire, shook his head, shook off the confusion in his head, picked up the scissors that had been placed aside, and began to trim Ian's unkempt hair. The yellow and frizzy hair fell in clumps, and the 'dry corpse' still had his eyes closed, allowing Zach to fiddle with it at will.

Zach searched for his memory, threw away the scissors, found the razor directly, dipped it in water, and began to make the simplest pot lid, after all, this was the Ian he remembered. The soldiers on the battlefield all have this hairstyle, and if Anthony wasn't the mayor, maybe he would have kept the same hairstyle. It's just that now, Anthony, who already has signs of baldness, is increasingly relying on his excessively long bangs.

Zach admired his 'masterpiece' and brought his nail clippers to cut off some of Ian's horrific curled nails. After doing this, Zach took out a towel and cleaned up the 'dried corpse'. But the vampire never touched the steel cone that sealed the other's heart.

Look, the vampires are on the run.

Louise's footsteps came from the stairs, and Zach thought he didn't need to hide his actions, and took care of himself to clean up the garbage on the floor.

"James is coming. Louise glanced at Zack and the 'dry corpse' on the stone platform, but did not enter, rubbed her eyes that were still a little worried, hid her frowning brows, and turned away silently after saying this. Please understand how a woman feels when she wakes up and finds that the man next to her is gone. Well, on top of that, there's something even more annoying.

Zach shook his head helplessly, he was not in a hurry, and after finishing it slowly, he walked up to the first floor and pushed open the office door.

James, who seemed to be in a bad mood, was still wearing yesterday's clothes, which was too unusual for a rich kid. It can only be said that the detective, at the prompting of Zack, worked all night again.

James sat impatiently at Zack's desk, and when he saw Zach come in, he immediately stood up with an accusatory tone: "What are you doing, why are you so slow!"

"Is there something wrong?" Regardless of the tone of the other party's voice or the content of the question, our vampire Zach didn't want to answer.

James wasted no time, he took out a document and handed it to Zack: "Every corpse was sent from [Patton Mercy Hospital], and in the past year, most of the able-bodied corpses have been in that warehouse. ”

Zach flipped through the data, which was an index of medical records, with words that would only appear on the medical record after the name. But it's all internal organs, and there is nothing wrong with the limbs, joints, and muscles, which is exactly the quality that a good walking corpse should have......

Zach closed the information and returned it to James: "What are you giving me this for?"

James looked at the vampire in a daze, and said with some excitement, "You go get him! You can't let me and Cousson go against a guy who can manipulate corpses!"

Zach frowned, "Whoever said that the recruiter in the middle could manipulate the corpse, it was Papa Midnight." Papa doesn't appear in front of people at midnight, what you have to do is find out who has access to these medical records, and then catch him, and he is the one who breaks this qiē. ”

James rubbed his sideburns, this is the difference between a police detective who knows that there is something incredible in this world and an ordinary police detective. Detective Cousson, for example, is now excited to discover the clue to the hospital, but James is afraid that he will face an enemy who has no chance of winning.

"You're going to help! at least cover!" James's eyes were bloodshot from staying up late.

Zach glanced at him and shook his head, "This is the hospital, what do you want me to do?" ”

Mirrors are often set up in corners in hospitals to alert patients with reduced mobility, these mirrors are different from those in ordinary settings and have the necessary functionality, pedestrians pay special attention, which is not good for vampires. And witchcraft is mostly related to the soul, not to mention that the hospital is a public place, and the use of witchcraft in a place full of undead spirits is really difficult to describe.

"Let Benjamin go. James frowned and continued to ask.

Zack's pale green eyes looked at James, the son of the general, was he ordering the people of the Grande House?

When James saw Zach's face, he immediately noticed the error in his tone, "I'm sorry. I, I just want to make sure I can catch that recruiter! And I can't go to the hospital today to investigate, I really need help!"

Zach looked away, Benjamin's warning was right, and James began to use the Grande House as his tool. James seems to think that in his time of need, Grande should contribute as a matter of course.

This is not where the vampire wants, "Do you need help? Go and ask your partner for help." ”

James didn't realize what was going on in the vampire's mind, "Curson has something to do today, too. We just can't get out!"

"Then you'll have to wait. Zach waved his hand, already meaning goodbye.

James held his breath, glared at Zach one last time, and left the Grande House in anger.

You may wonder what happened to Curson and James today that had to put aside the ongoing investigation.

Answer you guys. A single, confirmed, murder of Connor Herman does not seem to be enough to put Rivench and his companions on the death row. Therefore, under the vigorous 'push' of Mr. Herman, the case of the disappearance of the homeless man with inconclusive evidence was held today.

As for the means used by Mr. Herman to bring forward the arraignment, which was supposed to be delayed until a month later, to the present, we will understand it, and it is needless to say.

But what we do know is that in the case of the disappearance of Rivench and the homeless man whose actual culprit is a ghoul, the only connection between the two is Detective Lance and his partner Cousson.

They were going to be witnesses, and unlike Detective Cowson, who was about to honestly recount his experience, and was once stunned by a sneak attacker, James was going to lie to the law.

In this way, it seems that James's bad mood in the morning can be understood.

Wednesday, morning, and Patton's day began.