Above the short side of the L-shape of the Grand House is the kitchen and dining room, with a rectangular wooden table filled with food by Alice. Louise and Kim sat uneasily at the table, of course, Kim tucked under the table with a hatchet in his hand and two daggers in his boots.

"Do I have to be here?" Louise asked, anxiously, if she wanted to hide in the basement.

Alice picked up a plate of egg rolls and walked to Zack's office at the beckoning of the bell, stroking Louise's somewhat trembling shoulders as she passed behind her: "It's going to be fine, I haven't seen anything." ”

Louise smiled reluctantly, she and Alice had established a friendship, and the banshee did not hide her abilities. So Louise knew exactly what Alice meant by 'seeing'. But she still cautiously leaned closer to Kim, who had prepared her weapon, thought about it, and changed directions, leaning towards Benjamin, who was close to the side of the office, whose ears had turned into pointed wolf ears.

Alice walked out of the dining room with her plate in hand, passed the empty stairwell, turned a right angle, and pushed open the back door (side door) of Zack's office.

"So, you haven't killed anyone. Zach said to the man sitting across from the desk, nodding at Alice as he saw her come in.

Alice handed the egg roll to the man and took the plate in front of him. Still wearing the makeup Louise had given her, Alice smiled at Zach and exited the office with the used plate.

The man didn't dislike the oil stains, picked up an egg roll and put it in his mouth, and said in a somewhat indistinct voice: "Wumu, I beat you up." (I didn't, I don't want to do that). ”

James looked at the half-dropped egg roll, nodded, and said in a calm tone, "This is the best egg roll I've ever tasted." ”

"Oh?" Zach became interested, "I never knew aliens had a sense of taste, I thought you would eat everything." ”

"You're not wrong. James disposed of the remaining half: "We can't feel the taste." However, we can still feel the texture of the food, and I like soft or crispy food. Hates hard stuff. ”

"Like bones?" Zach asked, smiling.

"Yes, bones, for example. James nodded, and had already begun to solve the second egg roll with a stern expression.

Zach reached out and took the egg roll that James was about to put in his mouth, and set it aside along with the plate: "Alright, James, gluttony is one of the original sins, don't let my newfound affection for you disappear." Now, sue me for everything. ”

James looked at the food that had been taken away, still without any expression on his face, and wiped the grease stains on his clothes.

"You won't like what you're going to hear. James turned his head and looked at Zach's office, "How many vampires are here." ”

"It's just me. Zach wasn't in a hurry, he had already asked just now that the alien in front of him was not the one who caused the riot in Barton City, "and a werewolf, who went to the Patton police station to leave you a call." And the banshee who made the omelet for you, you've just met. ”

"Werewolf, banshee?" James's face was puzzled for the first time, "So, what are you guys here?"

Zach chuckled, "Didn't you see our sign when you came?" [Grande Funeral Home], don't ask such obvious questions again." ”

"So your last name is 'Grande', and how long have you lived here? James asked coldly.

Zach made a natural move: "10 years. ”

"So, Barton is your territory. James nodded, then shook his head, "I've never heard of it. ”

"Are you here to fight for our territory?" Zach raised the corners of his mouth slightly, not denying James's words.

"Nope. James continued to shake his head: "I said, you won't like what I'm going to say. ”

"Don't worry about my preference. Go ahead. ”

"Among the creatures of the underground, there is a rumor: Barton City is a borderland. ”

Zach touched his chin, he really didn't like this rumor, it meant that countless unruly alien creatures would flood Barton City, making it their own paradise.

"The rumors are false. I'm here, this is my city. Zach summed it up coldly.

"It's your words, against the words of a million. You should understand the meaning of 'preaching'. James said very pertinently.

"Who opened such rumors. Vampire Ancestor Family?" Zach stood up and poured himself a glass of bright red 'wine'.

James's eyes moved with Zack, his thoughtful expression disappeared in an instant, and he continued to say in a flat tone, "No, if it were those people, I wouldn't be here." Rumors began inside the city of Barton. ”

Zach raised his head, drank the 'wine' liquid, and frowned: "This can't be. ”

Zach trusts Anthony, and as the mayor of Barton, Anthony can't let the aliens into Barton's interior.

James shook his head: "You vampires, always keep your eyes on high. Human society is not just composed of the upper class. Just like us, there are vampires who consider themselves nobles, unfettered werewolves, banshees who have been eliminated by the times, and Shape-R, who has a low bloodline like me. ”

"What do you want to express. Zach turned to look at James, is there already an underground organization in Barton City?

"As I said, rumors are circulating among the creatures of the underground, the aliens of the lower classes who are outside the mainstream. ”

Zach frowned and asked the previous question again, but did not give his own assumptions: "Who started the rumor, and how did it get out?"

"I only found out today. James pointed to the phone on Zach's desk: "An alien who took control of Barton's phone line." I figured if my partner, Detective Cowson, wasn't looking in the wrong direction, his name was David, an ordinary employee at Barton Telecom. ”

Walk past Zach's office, through the empty stairwell, and turn a right angle into the dining room at the Grande House.

Benjamin's fingers on the rectangular wooden dining table shrank sharply!

Louise leaned close to Benjamin's body and shook, "What, what's wrong? Benjamin, what did you hear?"

"Nothing. Benjamin shook his head, and the fluff on the wolf-shaped palm faded into a normal palm.

Louise carefully moved her chair toward Kim......

It's 3:21 p.m.

"Passengers to Barton City are reminded that at 3:30 sharp, the XXX train to Barton City will start. If you are going to Barton City, please do your best to board the bus, and please check in your large luggage, so we wish you all a pleasant trip. Travelers to Barton should note that ...... at 3 o'clock"

A man with a black wide-brimmed hat lowered the brim to shield his eyes from his eyes while pulling his less warm coat tighter. His clothes looked very old, but they were still clean. He took a small bag, took a ticket out of his pocket, and handed it to the conductor who checked the ticket.

"Have a great trip. The conductor, who was taller than the man, mechanically glanced at the ticket and handed it back.

The man nodded, 'I hope I can really have a good time in Barton City,' the man thought, and boarded the train.

There weren't many people on the train, and the city of Barton was Martha's Bay to the east, so the people who were still on the train were all going to the terminal, the city of Barton.

The man looked into his seat and saw that someone was already sitting across from him. He didn't want to be in contact with people, so he walked to the seat where no one was around.

After sitting down, the man put his bag in his arms, which was his only possessions. More than two hundred, as well as forged identity documents.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and only took off some of his old gloves and placed them on the small table, but he did not take off his hat, he did not want others to notice his special hair color. The man looked out the window. What will happen in the future? I hope it will be paradise, as the rumors say.

Although it is very important to create suspense, I don't want people to think of this somewhat withdrawn man as something nasty, so I think I should tell everyone:

That's me.