For creatures with the will to move freely, the rain is always something that is a distraction, as it adds a burden to free movement. So Zach breathed a sigh of relief after re-turning the red wine sent by the 'General', and he didn't have to go out.

But the pride didn't last long, when Madison from the mill called.

"You mean today, now?" Zach took the receiver, frowning, helpless.

"Yes. Madison on the other side of the earpiece spoke calmly, "The prison side said that it was business as usual. I didn't know what 'business as usual' was, and I asked, and they replied that they were looking for you, so I looked for you. ”

Zack's brows furrowed a little tighter, and he wanted to push it off completely, so that Madison's mind to deal with it himself was dispelled. Maddison's calmness made Zach feel guilty like 'I'm sorry for this employee who only wants to do a good job', "Well, then I'll go with you, and you come and pick me up." ”

"Yes. After the other party answered, he hung up the phone.

Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth, and Benjamin didn't want to escape.

&n《.; On the back porch of the Grand House, a row of people sits, staring at the gray outside world. Even Kim, who rarely shows up at this time, is lying on the edge of the corridor. The Great Dane's tail poked out of the eaves, quickly sweeping the dripping droplets. If Kim's expression could have been happier, it could have been assumed that he was having fun.

Zach nudged Benjamin's shoulder. Alpha was leaning against the wall, tilting his head, his eyes glazed and he didn't know what he was thinking. Pushed by Zack, Benjamin fell straight to the side, his muscular body hitting the wooden floor, lying on his side against the wall, a pair of brown eyes transversely vampire. This is the kind of gaze that Alpha usually looks at Zack silently when he is in a bad mood, the kind of look that makes vampires feel like they are food inexplicably.

Zach frowned, "What, it's work!" Madison called, and some poor guy in jail hung up. ”

"It's Madison's job. Benjamin didn't even bother to sit back down. The eyes have drifted away.

Zach reluctantly pulled Benjamin's arm, "This is Madison's first time, we have to take him at least this time." "Benjamin is heavy, especially when deliberately uncooperative.

Zach pursed his lips, if it weren't for Matthew making up for sleep, Benjamin wouldn't have allowed his body to be pulled crooked by vampires. Zach struggled for a moment. With a wave of his hand, he gave up, "Okay, you don't have to go, just lie here and think about what 'it' is thinking, good luck." ”

Zach turned and walked back, and after a while, Benjamin followed, but his eyes were still a little glazed. Obviously, although he agreed with Zach's words, he didn't think it made sense to think about the idea of a wolf body. But you can't do it without care. People with split personalities are like this, and Benjamin's ability to listen to persuasion only means that he is not too sick.

The two of them began to make some necessary preparations, because after all, they were going to drag back a corpse, and it would not be too good to drag it from a place like a prison, and they were going to prepare everything as much as possible, and teach Madison all at once. Then you won't need them to follow next time.

It didn't take long for the rain and the occasional thunderclap. The sound of the engine came from the east, and Madison's car came. Not surprisingly, the demon Leon, who had a nervous problem, sat in the passenger seat, and this rare opportunity to go to the prison for a field trip, Crowley obviously would not let go.

Leon felt so good about himself greeted the two Grande brothers, his blurred face flashing behind the wipers. Then, despite the pouring rain, Madison's car didn't stop, and the right door was pushed open, and a figure crashed directly into Benjamin's arms, recreating the appearance of the first time he saw Zack.

But he seemed more agitated. Lying on Benjamin's body like an octopus, desperately sniffing the werewolf's breath, his mouth kept shouting, "Oh my God, oh my God! A living werewolf! An alpha!!What a perfect creature!!I missed such a wonderful creature!!"

Leon didn't care that he was revealing his age.

It wasn't until he landed on the rain-soaked pavement after he was grabbed by his brown fluff-covered palms, tossed, and rolled in the rain a few times. He twisted his neck and said to himself, "I know, brother of the Grande House, I don't like people getting too close to you! I promise it won't happen again!"

Madison's car is also a Herman truck made in Barton, but it is less sturdy and more practical. Madison didn't get out of the car, just simply motioned to the two, didn't even put out the fire, sat in the driver's seat and waited.

Zack's guilt made him sigh silently. Holding an umbrella, he opened the back compartment, looked at the coffin inside, and smiled helplessly. Madison was indeed a very attentive man, and even though the contract with Barton Prison had driven the price to the point of losing money, he still had a complete set of items.

Unfortunately, the reality is that he still brought the wrong thing, and what he needed was not a coffin that gave the deceased the last shred of peace, but a black plastic bag.

But after seeing Maddison's flat look, Zach couldn't bear to point anything right. Benjamin threw the prepared things into the back compartment and sat in the back seat of the van together. Because no one wanted to sit with Leon, who was still on Joe's chin.

The truck's handbrake was retracted, and the hum of the engine gradually faded into the rain. It wasn't long before the van driven by Madison disappeared just west of the Grand House and the dense rain.

"How's it going?" Zach was a little uncomfortable with the silence in the carriage, especially when a guy with a crooked chin kept turning his head and smirking at the two of them.

No one responded, and Zach frowned, "Maddison, how are you doing?" Zach raised his voice.

"Oh, you're talking to me?" Madison's eyes swept over the rearview mirror, and although there was no reflection of Zach in the mirror at all, his expression remained calm, "That's it, ordinary." ”

"Ahh ”

"Shut up!" Maddison turned his head and glared at Leon visibly angrily.

As we all know, people's emotions will always fluctuate violently when they are touched by something they really care about. Maddison was clearly in such a situation, and Zach raised an eyebrow with a hint of curiosity on his face, "What's wrong?"

"He ......"

Madison's hands grasped the steering wheel and spun sharply, and the truck in the rain suddenly swayed on the road, and the screeching sound of tire friction was not heard far before it was drowned out in the rain by the monotonous rattle.

"Oh!

Leon clutched his head against the window, and Zach and Benjamin straightened out their wrinkled clothes pulled by their seat belts. The two looked at each other, shrugged, and decided not to ask. The truck returned to a straight line, and silence returned to the car.

Well, you know Madison is me, and if you're the slightest bit curious, I can give you a clue.

Madison, I, attended a writing instruction class. The teacher's comment on my first assignment was this.

"Have you done any research on a person who lives on blood? Can the nutrients in blood sustain a person? How much blood does he need in a day? Where does he get it? How long does he last like this?...... Have you done your research? If not, why don't you write fairy tales? Fairy tales don't need logic, they don't need reason!"

How to put it, my teacher is a happy person. (To be continued......)