Old Mel moved quickly, and before Madison could look closely, the things were packed. Two orders in a row seemed to make the old man happy, "I've always felt that Grande is better than Allen (the funeral home)!"

Zach smiled and accepted this insincere flattery, Grande has hardly taken on any business in recent years, where did he get a good impression, even if he has to thank the old Grande for the reputation left when he was in business.

Sure enough, there was a hint of disgust on Madison's face, and it was obvious that the head of the mill had already discovered these problems while he was doing his work. Otherwise, the price of the mill does not need to be so low to compete with its peers.

Please understand Madison's helplessness, he is not from Barton City, and he thinks that if he takes over an industry supported by the city government, his future life will be bright, but this is not the case at all!

The typewriter that had been packed into a cardboard box was stuffed into Madison's arms, and Zach pursed his lips, "Madison, I'm already trying to improve your impression, don't ......"

Zach didn't finish it, this kind of sentence never needs to be finished, everyone understands it. Madison took the cardboard box, his eyes drooping, he shook his head unsure of what he was thinking, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks. Zach smiled.

Picking up the paper bag of the tape again, Zach and Matthew prepare to leave. Madison, who was eager to get what he wanted, also hugged the cardboard box and prepared to leave, but everyone seemed to be thinking about it. People who know each other are a little embarrassed to leave in silence like this.

"How's your instruction?" Although the cars on both sides were parked in front of them, they were all the same earthy gray and inconspicuous as most cars in the South District, and everyone wanted to speed up their pace to reduce this awkward time, but everyone was an adult. Not so naïve, the vampire asked as if he was very concerned.

"That's it. Madison replied.

Zach couldn't force too much either, and smiled, "I said I support you, and it's true." After all, I basically tricked you into coming to Grande. I also have a basic sense of responsibility. ”

Madison snorted, his gaze drifting to God knows, anyway, in the opposite direction to where Zach was, "You really want to support? Then why don't you go and show Morris what a guy who lives on blood looks like." ”

It's a grumpy joke, but—

"Good. Zach squinted, God knows if the vampire was sunburned because he didn't have sunglasses, "If that's what you want." Zach looked at Madison with a smile, "You're in a night school, right?" I'm going with you, you know, vampires like to go out at night. ”

It could be a vampire's squint, or it could be Madison's revenge. Madison's gaze returned to Zach, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, "Eight o'clock in the evening, the mill." ”

"Okay. Zach was the first to be separated, and the two sides were completely separated. Walk towards your car.

Life is always unsatisfactory, and both cars are going in the same direction. All on Route 27 to the south. Matthew smirked awkwardly at Madison out the passenger window, and Madison looked at the road ahead without squinting. What a principled driver.

Back at Grande, Benjamin really waited. A bunch of stuff was handed over to Matthew to tinker with, and Zach only had time to ask how Alice was.

Benjamin tilted his head, "Alice is in the room, reading a book." ”

Zach understood. No longer asking, "What's wrong, is there any news from the hospital?"

Benjamin's brow furrowed, and now Benjamin had a habit of trimming his beard, and the lower half of his face was covered with a short inch of brown. It's much neater than before, but any expression on this face has a hint of seriousness because of it. The feeling is like: Benjamin used to be the strong man with a scruffy beard, and now, the strong man.

"Yes, Kim 'felt from the bottom of my heart that he must be prosecuted.'" Benjamin quoted Danny on the phone, "Any ideas?"

Zach threw away his discarded sunglasses, his brow furrowed into his pale skin, and his finger raised at Benjamin, "I need something to drink." ”

The vampire pulled out the bottle, still maintaining the habit of humanizing the drunkard, filling the glass and thinking.

Wells, who was incarnated by King, was charged.

'From the heart', this is the expression of the power of this kind of control. Zach's Charm Pupil was overwritten, and even Kim, the Transfigurer, who had nothing to do with Wells, was completely caught in control, which didn't make sense.

Benjamin sat in front of the office, he was not in a hurry, and seeing Zach fall into deep thought, Alpha was somewhat balanced, because before Zack came back, he also thought for a long time about why this was. No, rather than a solution, this is now a thing that can make people unconsciously fall into control, well, 'thing', more to attract people's attention.

The ability to control zhì's behavior, Sibella once counted one of the witchcraft used by Rivench, but obviously, it was against the will, and it had nothing to do with autonomous action, and it was enforced in the case of the soul and ** resisting at the same time. Witchcraft built from blood and matter is powerful witchcraft, and this is the top of witchcraft, and now the situation does not match, exclude.

The demon's soul implant has been ruled out by Seth. Zack's enchanting pupil's memory implantation, heh, has long been ruled out.

In fact, these are no longer important, and when even Kim is accused, these abilities that can influence individual behavior should be ruled out! Because Kim is not Wells! Whatever is influencing Wells's actions, it has nothing to do with Wells as a person!

"Idea......" The red liquid in the cup in Zack's hand was already half missing, and the voice was stretched, "No." Zach shook his head, "What about Mike, does Crowley have any ideas?"

Benjamin raised an eyebrow, "She examined Wells' soul and there was nothing." ”

Of course nothing, and if Seth was willing to communicate openly with Crowley, Crowley wouldn't even need to check Wells' soul.

Zach wiped everything out of the cup and smiled helplessly at Benjamin, "It seems that we can't figure out what is affecting this, but we still have to do what James asks." ”

Benjamin pulled the corners of his mouth and spread his hands, not that they didn't have curiosity, but that this curiosity had reached a dead end, "What do you want to do?"

Zach raised an eyebrow, "Let 'Wells' go away." ”

If you want a vase to be on the left side of the desk, but it always runs to the right on its own. What's the ultimate solution? Throw away this wayward vase.

This is no different from the solution of the 'general', the only difference is that because of the 'efforts' of the aliens, the real vase is still alive and well, but without the identity of the vase, maybe the person who can be picked up in the future can be used as an urn and make the best use of it. (To be continued......)