James watched as several people rushed past his car and surrounded the vampire. Old Hank commanded a few people to lay Zach flat, and without using a real scalpel, which was the usual carpentry knife for carving, began to scratch on the vampire's body.

The soft sound of the vampire's body kept coming out, and the silver shrapnel, screws, shards, and nails were picked out by Old Hank little by little.

Zach had red patches in both eyes, and as the foreign object embedded in his body was removed, Zack's eyes began to revert to an amber pale green.

"Thanks, thanks. Zach tried to bend the corners of his mouth, but Old Hank pressed his face with a rough palm, and the vampire could feel Old Hank's carpentry knife on his own neck, and something was removed.

"Don't thank me!" Old Hank's voice was always so loud, with a tone of boredom, "Thank you for that pretty woman!"

Zach's eyes rolled to find Louise, who was crouching next to her. But his face was pressed, and he couldn't say anything.

Louise held the gauze in her hand, and the banshee Alice held a thin needle in her hand and used cotton thread to stitch up the wound on Zack's body. The silver will block the vampire's ability to recover, and if the vampire's body can't stop the leak in the vampire's body that keeps bleeding, Zach can really rest in peace.

Louise's face was a little pale, and she couldn't tell whether she was worried or frightened or angry, and she pressed the sutured wound with gauze under Alice's guidance. Alice, on the other hand, was full of worry, and the hand holding the needle was constantly shaking. Fortunately, Zach was a quiet victim and didn't blame the banshee for often making mistakes......

"Oh, haha......" Under the overturned old car, a laugh with an angry voice came out, and Rivench tried to move his body, trying to free his oppressed respiratory system, but he failed.

There is one thing you must know about vintage cars. Older sedans are more akin to today's Jeeps than popular sedans, and the roofs are usually not metal, but simple linen canopies, which is the only reason Rivench is still alive today.

"What the did I see?!" Rivenge coughed, but his chest was completely pressed down, only his neck and head twitched on the ground, indicating his discomfort at this point, "A bunch of people, save a vampire!"

Kim left Zach's side, and he couldn't help much in the face of the wounds covered in silver. Kim tore a piece of gauze, crumpled it, and stuffed it into Rivench's mouth.

"One died. Kim, who acted with James's appearance and voice, looked at the three people who were crushed under the car, "Another fainted. This one. Golden finger pointed at the gagged Rivench: "It's noisy." ”

James pushed aside the shards of glass scattered on his back and struggled out of his car. Old Hank glanced at James with a fierce gaze, and casually threw out three bullets, which were obviously fired by James in the hunter's homemade grenade shrapnel.

Zach breathed a sigh of relief, and in response to the hunter's attack, Zach was prepared, protecting his chest and vital blood vessels. But he was not prepared for James's shooting, the bullet was buried deep in the internal organs, blocking the flow of blood, and once it was removed, Zach suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Old Hank checked the wound on Zack's body again, and after confirming that there was no omission, he withdrew the knife, took out a metal square wine bottle from his waist, threw it to Zack, and snorted coldly: "Madison, Alice, beautiful woman!

The vampire sat up and nodded to the different-looking man beside him. A moment later, the sound of the engine starting, Louise took Alice's trembling shoulders and got into Madison's car, slowly turning around, leaving Kim.

James had his mouth half-open, things were happening so fast, if it weren't for the fact that Kim, who was exactly the same as himself, was still standing in the middle of the field, James would have wondered if this qiē was a dream!

The dream began when the hunter threw a grenade, and the hunter's impression in the detective's mind was closer to that of the criminal.

"Substitution, Kim. Zach drank the blood sent by Old Hank, and his own had already been punctured in the explosion, and there was not a drop left.

"What's the matter!" began James's other dream. Expressionlessly, Kim pushed James on the hood of the car and began to pick off James's clothes!

James's right arm twisted strangely from his shoulder to his wrist, unable to resist the shapeshifter, and a moment later, he was lying on the ground in a wolf and watching Kim change into his clothes!

"Don't look at me like that, Detective Reims. Zach looked calmly at James who was staring at him.

Of course, James glared at the vampire! Kim who stripped off his clothes just took the guy's orders!

"I changed my mind. Zach grabbed James and rudely pressed his dislocated shoulder, and with a click and James's screams, his shoulder was pushed back into place, then his elbow and wrist, "I won't kill them, but I still have a promise to Mr. Herman." The vampire glanced at the hunter under the car, pulled James into Benjamin's van, and after a few brief words of explanation to King, he also left, returning to the Grande House.

Do you know why the vampire's decision suddenly changed? because the vampire made an oath to old Hank, Alice who needs to be taken care of, Benjamin, the werewolf who still retains a trace of reason even though he is a wolf, and Louise, who doesn't know whether to be angry or worried. They're all here for the vampire, and it's no longer a small operation for Zach alone.

Two hours later, Grande House, Zach's office.

Zach picked up the phone, and he held the receiver sideways in the air so that James, who had a bandage on his arm, could hear Mr. Herman's voice.

"They found the murderer. The voice on the other side of the earpiece was not excited, but sad, and a woman's crying could be heard in the earpiece, which was probably Mrs. Herman.

"When they found it, one dead and two wounded. There was a hint of anger in Mr. Herman's voice: "You say, you're going to let them die!"

Zach squinted slightly, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the pale James, and said into the microphone, "I'm sorry Mr. Herman, that detective named James Lance is following too closely." What can I say, it's a responsible detective. Mr. Herman should be glad that there are such detectives in Barton. ”

James turned his head sideways, his face even paler.

"I don't care! I want them to pay for it!"

"Well, I think Mr. Herman has the power to put them on the death row, maybe it would be better. Isn't it?" Zach said lightly as he withdrew the earpiece into his ear no longer irritating James's heart.

There was silence on the other side of the earpiece, only the sound of muffled breathing. After a moment, Herman's voice reappeared, "You're right! I'll confirm that!" After a slight pause, "I'll send you your check." ”

"Wait a minute, Mr. Herman. Zach stopped Herman, who was about to hang up: "Connor, you need a decent funeral, right?"

The silence with the suppressed, choked sound of breathing, set against the backdrop of a middle-aged woman's crying, is extremely heart-wrenching.

"You're right, my Connor needs a proper funeral ......"

Zach put down the phone and looked back at James who deliberately turned sideways and didn't look at himself: "After what you did, during the time you recuperate, at least prepare a funeral for Connor, do you think it's okay?"

James's jaw quivered, his brow furrowed, and he nodded.

Zach lowered his eyes, nodded, stood up, left his desk, and walked towards the side door.

"Wait a minute!" James turned to the side, staring at Zack, who had opened the side door to reveal Louise waiting outside the door, "Who's the real murderer! Connor's murderer!

"Ryan. Zach turned his head and looked at James calmly: "His name is Ryan, you should call him by his name." If you want to know the whole thing, you should ask him. ”

The football jacket coalesced in front of James's eyes, and Zach closed the door.