Zach glanced at the time, it was ten, and then at the phone on his desk. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Just like this thing rings every time it goes off without warning, Zach can't tell if it's going to ring or not.

Is Zach waiting for a call, so to speak. It's the kind of feeling that shows that you don't care at all, but you're actually really curious. Explain a wave.

This was yesterday, after Jimmy was finally willing to land from the sky, Zach delivered the news of the fallen angel, and then the angel swayed around Grande several times like a nervous person, and suddenly made a decision, "I'm going to see that fallen angel!"

Underestimate this guy, the shadow in the mirror, don't escape the body that gives him appearance?

"No, what if he takes 'me' back!I, am I still here?!Will I die?!"

At that time, Zach was upset, and everyone should know something about it-Georgina. So I couldn't help but say for a while, "You think too much, at most you go back and become a geist, 'I' doesn't exist, but you're going to die, it depends on your luck." "For example, Didi, the mirror man, is not luck, but he can't die~

I don't know what this sentence stirred the angel's nerves, "No!!I don't know what a geist is at all! I didn't have consciousness when I was a geist! I don't even know what 'I' is! I don't want to go back to the geist!!"

He howled.

The howl of an angel is not good, how to describe it, it just doesn't feel right. Have you ever heard a saying that you sound like an angel and describe a beautiful voice? But Jimmy's howl isn't rosy at all, it's almost like you screaming 'Sleep, baby' in the style of heavy metal.

In order to stop this guy who is not easy to ignore and continue to create hearing pollution that shouldn't exist in the first place, Zach calmed down and asked, "Why is Jessica looking for you in hell, well, fallen angels." "It's not easy to express, but it's good to understand.

"Because after the successful birth of the angel Crowley...... Jimmy also replied seriously, "the fallen angel Jessica returned to hell, discussed some things with the other fallen angels, and when she came up, she expressed her willingness to provide other places where the angels had been in power and when they fell. If Camille and the saints have the heart and will, those 'glory' that have been discarded by the fallen angels and given by the Holy Lord anyway, and the angelic powers contained in this glory (such as Crowley is the coach to raise new angels), can be disposed of by the present heaven at will!"

"It's ...... with you No offense, what's the matter. Zach looked at this low-level angel Jimmy, which meant that the original ontological angel was just a small character, without any power given by the Holy Lord, and it was not at the level of Angel Crowley.

"It doesn't matter at all! That's the problem! It has nothing to do with me at all!!" Jimmy was really a little hysterical, just like the first time he came to Grande to ask for take-in, looking at such an extremely aggrieved and depressed face, people always have inexplicable sympathy, "It's okay, why should it involve me! I don't know anything!"

"yes, why. "Zach doesn't really think Jimmy doesn't know anything. Sure enough,

"Because the fallen angels want to be sure! they want to be sure that this method of making them completely abandon their former angelic identity will succeed!"

"Explain, please. ”

"I don't know how to explain it! I'm an angel, but I'm an angel of a 'sudden angel'! I can't understand their feelings!"

Then quote. Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth. 'Suddenly angel', what an apt expression.

"Uh...... Well, then I'll quote Jessica, 'I feel relaxed.'" It also carries a quote alongside, "After the angel Crowley appeared, 'If the Holy Lord had hoped so.'" Pointing to the sky, "'I want to represent the upward opposite of this faith.'" She was talking about heaven and hell, and she said, "Well, now that I look at each other in the mirror, I feel the reality of the opposite." She was talking about her and the angel Crowley facing each other, 'Strange, but relaxed, I now seem to understand my place better, and I feel like I've found a sense of my existence.' Why is it a fallen angel, not an angel who lost the war and died. ’”

For a guy who kept howling at him and didn't know anything, his explanation was quite quintessential, "She is talking about why she was beaten from hell and turned into a fallen angel and a demon, instead of being directly removed and killed by the Holy Lord." ”

Zach opened his mouth without knowing what to think about anymore, and after waiting for a while, the words became, "You still haven't explained, how you got involved." ”

"The fallen angels need a proof! They want an angel who appears in this 'sudden angel' way to go to hell and show them! Is it true to feel Jessica's 'ease'!"

The first reaction was, 'Why didn't they come up...... Zach shook his head and threw this stupid reaction away - another fallen angel came up, a high-level fallen angel, like Crowley used to be, no matter how friendly the interracial relationship with Barton was, how many agreements of coexistence and cooperation were made before, it would be shattered in an instant.

The second reaction was, why not let the angel Crowley do this proof, and Zach shook his head again and threw this away. Camille and the saints would never have allowed it. But on the part of the saints, they absolutely want to obtain information about the power of angels. So-

That's all that's left for Jimmy.

It was Zack who thought for a long time, "You should go, it just so happens that tomorrow is the service, and the angels and saints can preside over the service and have the advantage of faith." It's a very simple thing, go down, take a look at yourself, be watched, come up, the angels and demons make a deal, no one will continue to disturb you, you are completely free. ”

Freedom is a very seductive word, and it is true. When Camille and the saints, now that the angels are withering, have mastered the power of the higher angels left by the fallen angels in heaven, how they 'use' it is their business, but, obviously, there will be no more interest in this little Jimmy.

So it's today, but unfortunately, Zach was about to go to Mary's Chapel with Jimmy, and when he was attending this special service, he was stopped by something unexpected.

If you say it was an accident, don't try to guess anything. As a result, Zach can only wait in his office, curious and unpretentious, looking at the phone.

"Mr. Grande. "Ah, sorry, I forgot to mention that Zach isn't alone in this office," you check the phone every five minutes, are you waiting for a call. The unhappy tone was matched with the impatient face of this reporter. It's almost clear that the atmosphere in the office is at this point.

"Nope. Zach directly denied it, "You continue." ”

The corner of the reporter's eyes twitched, and the notebook in her hand was thrown away directly (to the table), along with the pen. With a great movement, he grabbed the portable tape recorder on the table and turned it off, "Grande." No, Mr. raised his hand, pulled his press card, stuffed it in his bag, and looked at Zach, "If I say now that everything we talked about will not be recorded, and it will never be written, would you be willing to cooperate?"

Zach maintained the attitude of a funeral home owner who was interviewed suddenly, modestly, "Sorry, I don't understand what you mean, Miss Katie. Am I not cooperating?"

"Are you cooperative?!" Miss Katie snorted as if she was constipated, picked up her notebook again, pointed at Zack, leaned her whole body forward, and pointed to the notes she had made—one question at a time, and then the blank space was the focus of the interviewer's answers, and so on. She just pointed to a random page, which could be described as a forced gaze, "I ask you, 'How was the decision to keep the cemetery of Barton's funeral home?' Ford, Grande, Allen, did they participate in the decision-making, or was it the dictatorship of the city government?'" She glared at Zach, "What about your answer? here, here!" Her fingers, quite beautiful, straight and slender, poked in her notebook, "That's your answer!"

Zach looked at the reporter staring at him, and really didn't know what to say. This has nothing to do with Toledo's talents, this is the truth! Zach really doesn't know, but this reporter, who has dedicated his life to digging up the truth of the world, doesn't believe Zach's truth. It can't be helped.

Swiping and pulling, the notebook turned a page.

"I'll ask ...... again," the reporter Katie turned off the recording, just to cut off her gaffe, really, the interviewer started yelling at the interviewee, and it was really a failure, "'Why did Grande keep the cemetery in the South Side and not the West Side in the privatization?' Did Grande have a say in the city government's decision-making?'" Continue poking, "Your answer, 'I don't know'!"

Brush! and turn the page again.

"I ask again, '...... compensation measures from the municipality for the relocation of the graves carried out in the summer of Grande'"

This time, interrupted, Zach pressed the notebook that was getting closer to his face with the other party's excitement, and looked at Miss Katie helplessly, "I'm not stupid, and I don't want you to think I'm perfunctory or have any opinions about your career." Then he pressed the other person back to his seat, "I personally have a question, why did you come back to ask me these questions? ”

Let's put it this way, every page of the problem will have something to do with the city government. Let Barton's funeral industry present the essential reasons for the current situation, the policy of the city government. No, it should be said that all the questions are why, all the policies of the city government led to the Grande achievement now.

The reporter actually lowered his head and was quiet for a while, then raised his eyes and looked at him defiantly, "Do you think I'm stupid, I went to the city government to ask these questions, and then I was blown out." ”

Zach couldn't refute, he could, "But you're not smart to waste your time here with Grande, Miss Reporter." ”

"I know what you Grande are hiding! Zachary Grande!" This inexplicable provocation is meaningless, "From this year onwards, all the decisions of the city government on the funeral industry will benefit you! Now you will only say to me here 'I don't know'! Devil only believe it! Grande! You are just provoking my fighting spirit!"

This fighting spirit is also meaningless.

Zach really wanted to see the reporter goodbye, "Can I ask a question?" Zach shook his head, still maintaining a modest smile that could be worn out at any time, "Why now? I mean, your question is in time, starting at the beginning of the year when privatization began, if you are so concerned about this matter, why are you running to ask questions now?" Zach waved his hand, only to add, "Where were you when privatization was a civil revolt?" Where were you when privatization caused public information to no longer be made public? Where were you when the funeral home started signing contracts with the police? Where were you when the West End was moved? Where were you when Ford tried cremation and made a profit? Grande, it's not what I'm boasting about, where were you when you hired employees from the Hermann plant in the form of a private company and worked with a security company? Where were you when Allen was losing money all the way, and even when he was trying to sell?"

Katie's face flushed, sure enough, she was a young lady, a little young, as a reporter, she was ranked by the interviewee, and she didn't fit in.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Zach pursed his lips, and his smile was removed, and the atmosphere was like this, and he was honest, "Let's put it this way, Grande has also been reported a few times, and in the newspaper, if I'm not mistaken, the author is not you." The report is also a fair description of the changes in the funeral industry that is more in line with the wishes of the city government, and it is not aimed at anything, before and after this report, no reporter has come to Grande to inspect or visit, and it just came out. Zach wanted to make the point at the end, "I mean, I'm confused as to why it's all of a sudden now." If, as you said when you first sat down two hours ago, you want to write a documentary report on the history of the funeral industry this year, you have missed so much that it is worth documenting, and, in a way that the point of view seems to be somewhat peculiar. ”

Zack's guess, the ghost that Aethra made. Think about it, who else wants to use Grande to target the city government so much, so it's not a direct routine.

The other party remained silent. Then, Zach began to take this as a default.

Okay, because this guy's inexplicable visit has delayed his curiosity, it's time to send this guy away. Zach prepares to see off the guests.

"Yesterday, you broke my microphone!" replied, and sat upright, well, Miss Reporter.

"What?" Zach raised an eyebrow.

"Yesterday, when you were at the Church of the Holy Son, you broke my microphone and photography in the crowd!" the reporter stared at Zack, not finished, "Later, when I was controlled by the police, I was taken out of all my audio and video recordings!" This guy ...... "You made all my salary in the past six months into equipment compensation and bail!"

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"I, hate you!!"

So, nothing to do with anything, it is, pure, private vendettas. The most troublesome kind. (To be continued.) )