Chapter 8: The Alien Way

The truck pulls away from Grande, and Benjamin shakes the gear unhappily because "Urban Legends" is being held by Zach next to him. The vampire didn't know what he saw, and laughed, "You see this......"

"Don't sue me!" Benjamin stopped Zack's spoiler behavior, he wanted to see it for himself.

Zach smiled and closed his mouth, turning the next page to continue reading, relieving the boredom of this boring road trip without music.

At the end of Route 27, the van turns into Becky Street, and the route is replicated last night. After passing through the ** bar, which was completely closed in the morning, I entered the warehouse complex around the port of Marsa.

A typical detective like Noe has his own way of doing things, and an amateur cosplayer like Grande has his own way. And it's more effective.

The van bypassed the blue-and-white police car, and James's furrowed eyebrows blocked out the sunlight from his eyes, casting two dull dark spots on his eye sockets. James was talking to his partner, Detective Curson, but he couldn't take his eyes off the truck from far and near. With a gloomy face, I saw Benjamin stopping the truck next to him.

James doesn't remember calling and asked these two guys to come over.

"Good morning! Detective Lance!" Zach waved his hand happily, and then walked towards James very himself, and the policeman blocking the road was pointed to James's location, "I'm a friend of Detective Lance!"

Detective Corson, who had never formally met Grande, stood next to James and tried to put his memory face on the face.

Because of the Wells incident, Corson already knew that his partner had a 'helper' in Barton, and of course, it was unethical and dangerous for one detective to ask another for information about an informant, even between partners. But recall. Zach's pale face, Curson had seen twice, once with Herman, which was nearby, and once at Paisyoung's abandoned bus stop, though Zach's reason at the time was the funeral of Herman's son. The reason for such a circle.

Corson was not stupid, and after thinking about it, he suddenly slapped his young partner, "Not bad!" and then flew in the direction of Zach and Benjamin with a 'liao' expression, and consciously stepped aside.

Zack, who was walking with a smile on his face, was bumped into by the oncoming James, and the detective's arm directly wrapped around Zack's body, pushing the vampire back without saying anything, and lowered his voice, "Why are you here now!

This sentence really disappointed the police. It was as if the police inspection was over, and the crime scene could be on public display. However, James, who knew that Grande was entrusted with the commission, could not stop this, and it was rare to be able to say something that would make Grande and the police stagger.

Zach smiled helplessly, "James, what are you thinking? If you don't come first, will you come back when the Earth Bound Spirit is gone?"

Interracial approach, look. More effective.

James pushed Zach's body for a moment, and his face turned blue in the sun.

Zach smiled and took a step back. Flattening the shirt that had wrinkled up from James's pushing, "James, we're here to help." ”

"And we need to hurry. Benjamin reminded.

He was not pushed by James, because Benjamin Bizak realized that he had no intention of approaching the police at all. Only now he was getting closer from the van in the direction of being surrounded by a yellow and white cordon, "Right now." 'He' is about to disappear. ”

James couldn't describe what it's like right now. The matter of the dead earthbound spirit wandering this world for a while, although he knew, he had never really thought about it. Believe me, it's a terrible feeling! See how I -- Madison, renovated the mill.

Not because James is a former soldier. The current police detective thinks that he should be very adaptable. Before coming to Barton, James was a simple human.

The young detective endured the discomfort in his body, walked up to Benjamin, and lowered his voice, "Where is he?" ”

Benjamin glanced sideways at James and frowned, "You're not going to throw up." ”

"No!" James could only ignore the malice, "where is he? What do you see!"

The vampire and alpha weren't really close enough to disgust the other cops, and both eyes fell on one side.

It was a sandwich between the two warehouses, with a load-bearing rubber sheet covered with metal rails for the entry and exit of goods. The sun, which has not yet fully climbed into the sky, cannot pour sunlight into the mezzanine. On the west side of the warehouse wall, the blinding red, light and darkness were split in two, and a transparent human figure made of light and shadow was tattered against the red center of the west wall, and a face distorted by fear and pain had begun to blur.

Zach patted James on the shoulder, "You know that the Groundbinders will recreate the process of death some time after death to accept the fact of death. Right. ”

It can be clearly seen that James has closed his mouth, and for him, Cheng DΓΉ, who is uncomfortable with this matter, has risen another level.

Seeing James' face turn from cyan to pale, Zach smiled, "It seems that you have figured out the whole process of the case. ”

Here's how it went: the Earthbinder's body was squeezed against the west wall, dragging back and forth, each time adding an additional layer of blood ripped out of the wall. The transparent spirit only gilded the dried red on the wall.

James took a deep breath. It had been more than an hour since the police arrived, and the forensics and examination had almost been completed, and he could not control his brain to reproduce the whole picture. When I opened my eyes, I saw that there was only a blood-stained passage.

There was a hint of powerlessness in the nausea discomfort, as Zach said that the whole process was repeating. James: Not only can he not see, but he can't do anything.

"Can he speak. James's voice was lowered.

"No, you can't. Zach shook his head regretfully. For in addition to the Groundbinder himself recreating the process of death, his body is being torn apart.

The demon's loyal dogs are pulling the newborn Earthbound Spirit into Hell.

Without the moment of alternating light and darkness, these cerberus living in the crevices have no body, and can only attack those who have half a foot in the other world.

Benjamin frowned, watching the other party's body being slowly torn and peeled away layer by layer, and the face that had been with him for a short time last night had completely lost its original appearance.

"What's wrong!" James didn't know what was going on in the eyes of the two aliens, and suppressed his voice, "Sue me what's wrong!"

"Ahh Zach withdrew his gaze and smiled at the gloomy but eager James, "It's nothing, Cerberus is doing their job, putting ......"

James's palm was stretched out in front of Zack's face, and the feeling of discomfort rose a notch again. He didn't want to hear it anymore, the simple and beautiful world in the eyes of 'once' no longer existed.

James turned around without warning, walked around without a goal, looked up at the sky, looked down at the ground, and looked left and right at his colleagues who were still working...... He's getting rid of all the negative thoughts in his head, he needs to be still, he needs to keep his mind.

Benjamin looked at it for a moment, shook his head, and also withdrew his gaze from the scene of the crime. Cerberus, the crevices that are extremely industrious because they have masters, are a very helpless thing, and even vampires and alphas cannot do any harm to them at certain moments.

Benjamin looked at James, who was swaying expressionlessly, pouted, and looked at Zach as a gesture.

Zach thought that he couldn't say anything to James until Smith's commission was clear, so Zach lied for the time being. But now it seems that at a time when James was struggling with a new worldview, it was not a wise decision to attack his old one.

"Then we're leaving. Zach walked over to the swaying James and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes. James didn't even bother to open his mouth, and he sighed. Then he seemed to remember something, and his eyes drifted to a place in the distance, "I just saw something special." "It's rare for the detective's mind to stay clear.

"No more. Zach shook his head, curling the corners of his mouth, the lie was going to be kept for now, "It looks like an accident." ”

James didn't even bother to be grateful, nodded his head, and walked towards Curson, who had been secretly watching this side.

Curson put his arm around James with a smirk, and the two began to whisper something, but that wasn't Zach's concern.

Back in the van with Benjamin, Zach took out a note with the address on it, glanced at it, and tossed it aside. This is the address of the two deceased provided by Smith, and according to the normal steps of a human detective, it should be to investigate who the two have been in contact with recently, who they have called, and what they should not have done...... Etcetera.

However, interracial, there are interracial methods.

"Mary taught ......" Zach shook his head and tugged at the corners of his mouth. If you want to ask Crowley for these two souls, it's complete Grande asking the demon for help.

The nature must be correct, the events of Cherubim, Wells and Seth, are all because James is involved between Grande and the devil, and Zach voluntarily chooses to cooperate with Crowley in order to help James's position. This time, it was just a request for help, and Zach didn't want to give away this favor in vain.

Zach smiled, "It's time to visit an old friend." ”

Benjamin spun the wheel, "Which one?"

When the 'last one' Toredo and the unethnic Alpha first came to Barton City, they made many 'friends'. They made a pact with each other, just like the tacit understanding with the Tempest couple, not to disturb each other.

"What's his name? Zach frowned, recalling his memory, "All I remember is that he's missing a front tooth." ”

"Oh. Benjamin nodded, as if he already had a clear destination, "That liar." ”

"Master of deception. Zach corrected, raising an eyebrow, "At least that's what he calls himself." (To be continued......)