Chapter 13: Perfume
To the north of the Liszt Building, it meets Betch Street. It was close to nine o'clock, and the shopping malls in the direction of Liszt were closed, and most of the people were going in the direction of Becky, and the trucks followed the flow of people into Becky and stopped at the corner of the street.
"What are they going to do?" Zach leaned out of the window and looked at a somewhat dilapidated department store, Pixar.
Benjamin shrugged, reached over Zach's body and pushed open the co-pilot's door, "You go down, we'll wait here." ”
Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth and got out of the car. First, he stuck to the corner of the street, turned sideways slightly, and glanced at a wine truck parked in front of him. In fact, Benjamin also lost the clue of the shadow man in the mixed smell after entering the North End Center, and they have been able to follow until now, thanks to Walter's old oil leaking truck......
Zach pondered, what to do? Walter's car door was pushed open, and Walter walked around the front of the car with a dark face and walked directly into [Pixar]. The vampire raised an eyebrow, turned around and observed, and entered the safe exit around the corner.
Pixar was once the largest department store in Barton, but of course, it was lonely, and the old Mr. Pixar, who had been one of the founders of Barton, had passed away, and now the mall, which was still open at nine o'clock, belonged to his grandson.
Zach held his nose down, and the smell in the safe passage was not good, a musty smell mixed with various sour odors. The emergency lights against the walls of the passage flickered, and in the faint blue light, some homeless people could be seen lying in the aisle, staring at the gentleman who had suddenly walked by, Zack.
It's lonely here.
As the noise approached, Zach pushed open the security door and officially stepped into the mall.
It's a lot brighter, like daytime. But that's not a compliment, it's like a daytime market, with a ceiling outside. It's completely out of touch with the mall.
A noisy crowd walks past Zack, and Zack has to keep an eye on his step, or someone will shout, "Hey, you've stepped on my merchandise!"
If you're looking for an indoor stall in Barton, this is the place to be, but don't forget. Take care of your wallet.
Of course, not everything is piled on the ground, from the backlog of bags, clothes, boxes...... Inside, you can occasionally see the shadow of the counter. In the middle of the hall on the first floor, the goods had piled up to the height of the second floor, and Zach looked up and saw a man standing on the ladder, shouting below, "You want this?!
Zach stopped. He wondered how the boss was going to pull out the box that was stuck in the middle.
The vampire was shoved behind him, "Get out of the way!"
Zach reluctantly stepped out of the way, watching a group of people carry a huge closet outside. Perhaps it should also be added that there is nothing unexpected about the goods here.
Zach watched as the closet moved slowly in front of him, the brownish-red patent leather was incomplete, apparently old.
The obscured view reopened, and the flow of people began to fill the gaps that had been squeezed open by the closets. Walter's side face flashed through the crowd. Zach shook his head and headed in that direction.
Walter's purpose seems clear. Shuttling through various stalls and counters, I soon walked to the stairs. Zach pushed through the crowd behind him and followed him.
The second floor of Pixar Department Store is much cleaner than the first floor, and there are no stalls on the ground everywhere, although the goods are still piled up so that you can't see the separation between containers and containers, but there is always the appearance of a storefront. Behind the counter, there was also a boss-like person talking to the guests.
Walter went straight to the innermost storefront. Walked into a shop full of bottles and jars.
"Walter!" the boss was a middle-aged Indian woman, who, like Sbella, wore a shawl covered with indeterminate ornaments on her shoulders, the edges of which were sparsely hung from the fringes. She seemed pleased to see Walter and stood up from behind the counter. The matte silk skirt swayed in front of her and behind her.
"Why are you here?" the woman touched her face a little nervously. She is not very good-looking, and her deep silhouette combined with her thin body makes her look too skinny. Of course, this is a common problem of Indian women, as long as she wears a little light makeup, her appearance will look much better, but obviously, she is not wearing makeup now, and the day's work also makes her face a little tired.
"I'm here to buy some 'perfume'. Walter smiled, half of his front teeth exposed. But it seems that he doesn't care about that.
The woman apparently didn't care, turned around happily, and looked sideways at Walter, "Is it still the same as before......?"
Zach raised his eyebrows, there was actually an Indian pharmacist in Barton City! The vampire who had just wanted to step forward turned around and approached the other shop, and raised his finger at the boss who was just about to speak, "Shhhh ”
"No, it's not. Walter's voice has a rare sincerity. In Zach's image, Walter is either cynical impatient or hypocritical.
"I needed a 'perfume' that would mask all the smells. Walter described his request, his voice lowered, "especially the smell of rot, and the medicine." ”
The sound of the clashing of bottles and cans disappeared, and apparently the woman's movements stopped, and she seemed to hesitate, "Walter, are you in trouble?"
"No, no," Walter smiled and emphasized, "just doing an old friend a favor." Well, he acted, well, a little inconvenient, well, that's it. ”
The guy who cheats for a living seems to stutter a little, and that shouldn't be, unless, unless he doesn't want to lie to the person in front of him!
"Walter. The woman's voice lengthened, and then after a brief silence, the woman seemed to have made a decision, and the sound of rummaging rang out.
After a few moments, the woman's voice rang out again, "This 'isolation,' well." She seemed hesitant to do something, "He, he needs to drink him." This one has a bad taste and is hard to drink, but be sure to drink it all. Her tone was a little low, "After Sibella left, many of the raw materials could not be cultivated, so I couldn't improve it." ”
"Okay, that's okay. Walter's voice, "How much ......"
He was interrupted, "You...... You be careful and stay safe. ”
"Yes. Walter said no more.
Zach listened to the long silence, God knows what the two were doing.
Walter's side face reappeared in Zack's field of vision, with a reddish tinge, this guy's security awareness is really bad. Zach never deliberately hid his tracks, but this guy never found out!
Zach shook his head and followed Walter again, taking one last look at the perfume shop, 'Crescent's Perfume.
The staircase from the second floor to the first floor reveals a jumble of people throughout the hall. Zach felt that this might be the only place where he could speak properly. The vampire waited for the ground on the second floor to reach the top of his head, stepped forward, and patted Walter on the shoulder.
"Walter. Zach pouted, "You don't have any anti-tracking awareness." ”
Walter's suddenly trembling body leaned against the dirty handrail, and turned his head in surprise, "Zach!"
The vampire shook his head helplessly, "Are you serious?
Walter's eyes quickly shifted, and he pouted his feet to see the situation on the second floor.
Zach waved his hand, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to that woman." Zach laughed, this guy's love was too easy to guess.
Walter's face immediately darkened after his initial astonishment. "What do you want to do?" Walter lowered his voice, he only now knew how to look around, noticing if anyone was paying attention to his side. But here are the stairs, and only people passing by are in a hurry, and no one cares what they are saying.
"That's a question I should ask. Zach shook his head, his hand on the armrest raised, frowning and rubbing the stain away, "What are you doing?"
"It's none of your business!" Walter snorted, turning as if to leave.
"Unfortunately, you've kidnapped my detective, James Lance, so it's my business. Zach sighed.
Walter was surprised again and turned to glare at Zack, "He's yours?!"
"Friends. Zach waved his hand, "And when you were accused by Crowley in the church, he walked with us, don't you have a little impression?"
Walter frowned and began to reminisce. In her first week in Barton, Crowley brought together these magically gifted people to take them back to Hell. Of course, in the end, Grande stepped in and let them all go.
Walter's memories of that week are not very clear, they were all forcibly confined to the choir by the demons, practicing a song in praise of the Virgin Mary over and over again, as if brainwashed, Walter's memory is confused. The only person Walter could think of to save them afterwards was Grande, as the Windwinds had left Barton.
Walter shook his head, "I don't remember. And then he realized something, "What do you mean? He knows us?"
Zach raised an eyebrow, the vampire didn't know what Walter and James said, but he didn't care much, as long as James was alive, he was sure of that, "I don't think he remembers you." Zach smiled, if James could calmly pay attention to the background of the human flesh behind him when he first saw the demon, then he would not need his own 'teaching'.
Zach directly reached out and took out a vial from Walter's pants pocket without the slightest politeness, "'Isolation', I've heard of this thing, it can isolate a qiē breath, wizards often use this thing to avoid the wolves after the relationship with the werewolf broke down. What does Wandall want this for?"
Walter's face was completely gloomy, and Zach directly said the name of the shadow man, which means that the vampire already knows everything!
There's no need to hide it anymore, "That Chapman asked for it!" Walter snatched the potion, "What the hell are you trying to do!"
The corners of the vampire's mouth grinned, "Are you helping Vendall escape from Crowley? (To be continued......)