Chapter 20: Serendipity

When he left, it was still the familiar, big-ass prison guard who led the way, "How is it, warden's mood?" was ridiculously tilted aside by the baton pinned to his waist, and if he didn't press it all the time, it would scrape the cold hard wall.

Zach tilted his head sideways and gave his own hint with a smile, "During this time, if there are any problems, it is better not to disturb Mr. Warden." ”

The prison guard pursed his lips and snorted softly, which was considered a response.

"How's it going?" Zach didn't like the feeling of prison, he was trying to distract himself.

"How can it be, as it were. The other party didn't look back.

"I heard there are two death row inmates in the Black Room?" Zach asked in a gossipy tone.

"One. Although the prison guards always looked cold, they still answered Zack's questions. For him, this is already a relatively normal communication in life, "Hmph, are you the same as everyone else?" Interested in death row inmates?"

Zach smiled, "There's always going to be curiosity. You say there's only one?"

"At the end of one trial, he attacked a citizen and was killed on the spot. The guard didn't care, "The other one is about to be released." ”

"Put it back?" Zach asked. Normal curiosity would be 'Killed?', but our vampires know exactly what's going on and don't need to be curious.

"If you let people in the black house in the summer for a long time, something will happen. The prison guard shook his head impatiently, "If people hang in the dark room, the warden will be in trouble." So to be released, for a summer, and then executed. ”

Zach nodded, he was not surprised that this person would judge the warden's affairs directly. In fact, looking at his appearance, we know that he is more like a guy who hands people packets after the window of a fast-food restaurant than the profession of a prison guard! Zach, who is already familiar with each other, knows his work and rarely has contact with the prisoners, and belongs to the category of miscellaneous items.

"Will there be a public execution?" Zach continued to wonder.

The prison guard finally glanced at Zach and rolled his eyes as he turned the hallway, "The tickets have been snatched up by the reporters, you have to be willing to stand and watch, and come casually." ”

Zack smiled knowingly, the death penalty is still a very heavy matter.

Out of the building, Zach raised his arms, the sun was so good that he wanted to sleep, but he couldn't refill his food before he got back to the van. It's a prison, and you can't bring something in.

Zach and the prison warnings that turned around and went back to the van. As if by coincidence, a man in a black shirt and straight pants was also walking out of the side of the prison.

Zach looked at the buildings in the distance, a small domed building with black crosses standing in the air in a facility made of stone walls and wire. Father Constantine saw Zack, smiled and nodded, and the two walked towards the parking lot.

"Is Mr. Grande here to visit someone?" Constantine's forehead was stained with sweat that slid down his ears through his neat gray hair. He asked, a little confused.

"No, I don't know anyone inside. Zach smiled and shook his head, and walked to the shade 'intimately', "It's to discuss with the warden about cooperating with the funeral home." ”

Konstantin nodded knowingly, and crossed his chest, the neighbor of the Church of the Holy Child, the Grande Funeral Home, has developed rapidly in this year. Of course, casually, the Church of the Holy Child also enjoyed the benefits.

Today is Sunday, and as the church priest closest to the prison, it is the duty of Konstantin to give a beacon of salvation to those souls who have been 'lost'. It's just that now it's been late in the afternoon, and it's clear that this is an unusually responsible priest.

Unlike Joseph's question in the gospel church, God knows what questions Konstantin answered that were unacceptable to ordinary people. We can only pray that the content of Constantine's sermon in front of a group of criminals is not the 'Ten Commandments'.

As the two walked together, Zach could feel the heat emanating from the priest, dark sweat stains on his shirt that had been smooth against his skin, and wavy wet marks on his neckline stretched from the silver cross to the sides. Konstantin loosened his neckline, he was tired, both physically and mentally.

"Louise told me about a nun who was sick. Zach began by expressing regret, "The sudden increase in workload requires adjustment for us, and the priest also needs to pay attention to his body. ”

The workload refers to the continuous funeral of the church some time ago, and the life and rest of the clergy are very stable, and the work content is also monotonous and repetitive. The sudden mass of funerals apparently broke the pattern of people in the Church of the Holy Son. After the church closed, the pattern of adaptation was broken again, and the repeated destruction of habits made people sick was reasonable, and Zach hoped that things would be so reasonable.

"Thank you, Mr. Grande, for your concern. Konstantin smiled and nodded, "It's true that everyone is a little uncomfortable during this time. The sudden alternation of busyness and relaxation, and the change of seasons, she is not very contaminated with the flu, and it is good to rest for a few days. ”

Konstantin expressed his sincere gratitude, "Miss Liane (Louise's last name) has been very helpful, and the nuns are very fond of her. ”

The short road has come to an end, and this short exchange will come to an end. Although they were neighbors, none of the Grande had been baptized or become true Catholics, except for Louise, who had lived as a child. So Zach just said take care and say goodbye to the priest.

"Mr. Grande. The priest suddenly shouted as he pulled away from his old car.

Zach turned his head, blocked the sunlight with the car door, and looked at the priest, "Father, what's the matter?"

The expression on Konstantin's face changed for a moment, and he returned to the kindness of a priest, and he smiled and said in the usual tone of guidance and consolation of priests.

"Mr. Grande, the development of the Grande House is gratifying. But please don't get lost in this rapid process, for changing too quickly is not always a good thing. ”

The vampire turned in the shadow cast by the truck door and faced the priest not far away. Something flashed in Zack's pale green eyes, and he nodded, "Thank you Father for the reminder, I will keep my original intention unchanged in this change." ”

Vampires, werewolves, and Anthony, came to Barton's original intention, and the city of Barton under the sun can only be counted as the first chapter of wild history.

Konstantin nodded as if relieved, opened his car door completely, and sat in.

Zach finally got into the driver's seat of the truck, and the metal bottle was taken out, unscrewed open, and under the upturned bottle, the red liquid flowed into the vampire's body, dispelling the lethargy brought by the sunlight.

Zach looked at the priest who had already driven to the front, frowning and thinking.

It's not a good experience to talk in front of a priest, and I don't care what Konstantin's unwarranted reminder is for. We all know that the vampires hesitated in the first place, and at the moment when this qiē change, the privatization of Barton's funeral industry, began, the vampire hesitated.

The vampire shook his head and started the truck, feeling suddenly not very happy. Like Benjamin, he flapped the radio, and the noise faded away under the violence, ethereal, irritable, and hoarse...... Beneath the paradoxical combination of singing and lyrics full of vague and dark hints, the drums are noisy.

It's the music style that has suddenly become popular recently. Zach pursed his lips and stepped on the gas.