The caller was Mr. Ford, and he didn't say anything polite to Zach, "Wait for me, I'll be there in half an hour."
Zach put down the phone and decided to wait.
Fortunately, Zach was not lonely while waiting. Benjamin would come up to take a look at him about every two minutes, take away the empty blood tank and leave the new blood tank without saying anything. It was nice, letting Zach soak in the silent warmth for a while.
The phone rang again.
Zach thought it would be Ford again, so he picked up with a smile, "Grand..."
"Zachary Grande." It was the inexplicable guy who didn't have time to introduce himself twice. "This time! No one will bother you!" There was a certain certainty in his tone of unknown meaning.
"Oh." Zach adjusted his sitting position. Don't be prepared to say more before the other party reveals something.
But he was seen through, "Ha! You didn't ask me who I was? Did you guess it? Haha, tell me!"
"Okay." Zach glanced at Benjamin, who had come in with the blood exchange tank again, motioned Benjamin not to leave, and said to the receiver, "You are Eli Toredo. This is my guess, right?"
Benjamin raised his eyebrows and sat down opposite Zach.
Laughter came from the receiver, but the words he said were completely inconsistent with laughter, "This is really disappointing! What made you guess, Lesembra's interruption?!"
"Well." Zach was not in the mood to laugh with the other party, he was quite calm, "There is a reason, but it is not complete. Lesembula only made me realize that it was a call from the Western Sabbat. Who are you? Mainly I remembered your voice. I heard it."
There was silence on the other side of the receiver for a while, and then there was a laugh with even more meaningless meaning, "Hahaha! Could it be! Hahaha! Are you my fan?! You like my songs? Did you hear it?!"
Zach was amused even though he didn't want to laugh. Seriously, have you ever heard of goth? How can Zach use goth's singing voice to determine the voice? Then Zach is a god. "Are you kidding? Have you heard it yourself? Your song sounds like a crow, how can I hear it..."
Benjamin interjected here, "I quite like his songs." Do you remember the two Grande brothers? Benjamin likes this kind of music, and Zach has no interest. The highest praise is that the melody is good.
Zach curled his lips at Benjamin, "I've listened to your radio interviews. You have a nice speaking voice."
"Oh." The tone was unexpected, a little disappointed, and then inexplicably happy, "Ha! Come here!" He said it not to the receiver, but to the people around him, "Tell me a few words! Maybe our Gran Mr. De still remembers you!”
Zach frowned, holding the receiver, listening to the brief substitution, and then heard—
"Uh, what do I want to say, uh, hello, Mr. Grande..."
Zach was a little surprised and glanced at Benjamin who also raised his eyebrows, "Arthur? The host of Arthur Music Box, Arthur?" The only interview Eli Toredo has ever participated in? Do you remember that music program that the two Grande brothers used to listen to in the car
"Uh... you, you really heard it, thank you, thank you? Uh, but that's not my show now..."
"I know." Zach was a little speechless. It was rare because he really didn't expect it at all. "You were fired from the radio station because of your inappropriate words. Well, because of the complaint letter I wrote."
There was silence on the other side of the receiver for a moment, then "What?! The complaint letter you wrote?! You caused me to lose my job!! You ruined my..." The phone was taken away and returned to Eli Toredo's The voice said, "This is an interesting twist~"
Zach regained his composure, glanced at Benjamin who was shaking his head as if he was thinking about things, and continued speaking into the receiver, "Same here, I didn't expect this host to be with you, I thought I would like it The story of this twist.”
"Yes, you will like it~" There was a string of laughter with no meaning, "And, can you listen to me tell this story~in person~someday~" This kind of sentence fragmentation and grammar should be intentional, "face to face~you With me~at your house~hehehe.”
Now it was Zach who re-understood the original meaning of 'no one will disturb you this time', "Really, Toledo of the Sabbat, are you leaving the Sabbat and coming to Barton?"
"I like you~" Still, the meaning was unclear, "Haha, but I don't need you to help me cover up, right? Haha, I'm not leaving the Sabbat, I'm escaping~ I'm just happy to bring a guy you know We came out together, haha~ I’m really looking forward to our meeting~”
Zach didn't want to pay attention to the unclear meaning behind it. What he cared about was, "Escape? Please explain."
"Oh? You don't know? I thought the Sabbat had regarded you as their 'golden boy' and shared everything with you~"
"You know what?" Zach's tone was very calm.
"Okay, okay." He finally lost his meaningless smile, "You really don't seem to know, the real Toledo."
Zach clearly realized that this was the first time that Eli called himself Toledo. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Have you been abandoned by the Sabbat?" Then he was not polite and asked directly.
"Ha." Believe me, this smile is different from the previous one, "Yes! There is no gain in hunting the real Toledo! And there is no contribution to the Sabbat! The real Toledo begins to surprise the Sabbat one after another Time! I was given up!! Ha! No! I was imprisoned! Like a prisoner!!"
Zach didn't have any sympathy for the other party, "Congratulations on your escape." This must be the most sincere congratulation. He fiddled with the phone line and said, "Where did you escape to? Did you leave the west?"
The receiver was quiet for a while, then laughed, "Hahaha... you think I'm going to tell you?! And then ask you to notify the Sabbat?! Do you think I'm stupid?"
Eli Toledo's mental state should be bad, which is worrying.
"Yeah." Zach was still very calm, "I don't know you, how do I know what to think of you? Now I can at least cross out 'stupid' in my impression of you." What he said, hehe, a As we know Zach, he skillfully controls the interlocutor's emotions and pushes them to a certain point, "But don't be happy too early. After all, in the game of pursuit and escape, you have no advantage. You have been in the Federation for so long. , I believe this brings us, the first conversation between the fake Toledo and the real Toledo, and I am not ready to add 'smart' to your impression."
There was another period of silence. Fortunately, the guy on the other side of the receiver wasn't really that stupid. "Haha, good for you. Zachary Grande." He was still a little rational. "You don't need to anger me, at least not now. We haven’t met face to face yet~ You don’t have to worry~”
Zach shook his head in silent agreement. He glanced at Benjamin, who had lost interest a little, and shook his head helplessly, "Then I guess your phone call is a warning. It's a warning that you'll come back to me and that you're going to let me Is there something to greet you on time? Or does it have any other meaning?"
Zach was questioning the meaning of the call.
For a guy who came to the Federation with the purpose of replacing Toledo, he didn't know how to describe it when the family finally knew the whereabouts of the real Toledo and still had the heart to call him. Big-hearted
"Oh." There was an inexplicable dullness on the other side of the receiver, "What's the point? I... Arthur, what's the point of me calling this?" He turned away from the receiver again.
Zach held the receiver, a little speechless. Zach didn't think this was a calm gesture by the other party.
"Tsk. I just can't wait to talk to you. Is this okay?" The receiver returned, "I want to talk to the person who put me in this terrible situation. Is that okay?"
Look, the other party has no composure at all.
Maybe 'Stupid' can really go back to the impression of Eli Toledo.
"Okay." Zach had nothing to say, "Then do you have anything else to do?" When Benjamin left completely losing interest, he looked at the time and saw that Ford should be coming soon, "I'm very busy."
"What are you busy with?" Surprisingly, whether it was social etiquette or the two people's stance, this question came out of nowhere.
"I'm the owner of the funeral home, don't you know?" Zach was the really calm one, and he actually answered, "You know about the funeral industry, humans are dying at any time, aren't they, I'm very busy."
"Uh..." As if he really didn't understand, "Don't tell me, your identity as Mr. Grande is really an 'identity'? Aren't you just using this identity for fun?"
"Is your band just for fun?" Zach asked back as he was a little confused about Eli's purpose.
"Of course not. It is to expand my influence and increase the number of people who worship me, so that I can spread my blood, select descendants, and increase the clan's influence. What did the owner of your funeral home give you?"
Zach was actually asked. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Home." He simply replied, "Nothing else, I'm hanging up."
"No!" The unexpected stop and the meaningless smile, "Haha, it's rare that I can chat with you without being disturbed. I don't want it to end so soon. Haha, you know, it's dawn and I have nothing to do. ~Only this, the phone, makes me less bored~"
Uh, so you were bored during the day, so you called Zach
The profile of Eli Toredo is getting more and more confusing.
"I'm not bored." Zach shook his head at the air.
"Don't be like this." How did the other party think that he could speak to Zach in such a familiar tone? fan. "Aren't you curious? How did I get your phone number? Haha, I was hunting you on the first day I came to the Federation, and now... Haha, aren't you curious~"
"Why are you curious?" Zach continued shaking his head, "Isn't it obvious? There is news about the surname given by Central Toledo."
The other party's silence this time felt like a 'surprise' was ruined, "Well, you are indeed pretty good. Did you guess this?"
"Guess?" Zach denied, "No. There is nothing to guess. I know that the Federation is full of your inferior descendants. When I released this news, I was not prepared to naively think that you would not find out. So, satisfied You'll be fine in a minute, but how many people went to my friend (Nuo) to get information and were killed by the Bruh tribe?"
"Haha, not many, maybe twenty or thirty."
Come to think of it, Nuo said that their return journey was not smooth.
"Only twenty or thirty." Zach waved his hand.
"You sound disappointed."
"Of course, there should be more." Zach continued to emphasize a point that would not make Eli Toledo happy. "It's probably the will of orthodox vampire inheritance. Your way of spreading blood to create descendants, I despise them. The more of those insignificant descendants disappear, the more satisfied I am."
"Oh? Are you making it clear now that you don't like me?" You still have the nerve to ask, eh.
"Of course. Have you given me any reason to like me? You're still taking up my time, aren't you." Zach really doesn't need to be polite.
"Well, I guess it's time to hang up, right?"
"Yes." Zach nodded.
"Okay~ Then we'll see you then, haha, then we'll meet~"
"Goodbye." Zach put down the receiver.
Feeling? Not complicated, more speechless. I put down the receiver and started dialing, North District Police Station. After dialing normal, he raised his eyebrows, hung up again, and changed the number to dial.
Ford came, and Ben Louise brought him to the office. He saw Zach dialing the number and didn't say anything. A box of beautifully wrapped gift boxes was placed on the table, and his briefcase was also left on the seat. Pointed to the living area in the direction.
This should be the gift that this colleague in the funeral industry gave to Grande to complete his living area. Do you still remember that the suggestion for the living area was given by Ford? Now I still have the heart to bring gifts to congratulate him. This Ford is really a good person.
Zach smiled and nodded, gestured behind the desk, gave an apologetic look and continued dialing.
Ford didn't mind and followed Louise outside for the time being, "Take me to visit!"
Louise took Ford away, and Zach's number was dialed. He was picked up quickly, "Cozier."
"Oz." Zach said without any nonsense, "Eli Toledo just called me. Can you report it to Darcy?"
The guy on the other side of the receiver probably just got up, and there was a period of silence that he didn't know whether he was stunned or something. "Okay." Then after taking a deep breath, he asked, "What did he say?"
"He escaped." Zach answered, "Come to Barton and see me."
"Uh..." The mind reader's response seemed a bit slow.
"It's daytime now, and he has difficulty moving around. He said he was bored and called me to chat." Zach added another sentence, "Do you understand?"
"I understand, then I..." Fortunately, he understood quickly, "I'll inform Darcy."
"Yeah." Zach immediately put down the phone.
Can you think of the reason for calling Cozier - he didn't want to disturb Darcy for the time being, because, haha, James should be harassing the director now, so it would be better not to disturb those two people.
Zach then opened the gift from Ford with a smile. Nothing surprising, it was a bottle of red wine. With some caution, Ford deliberately left the receipt in the box. Zach took a look at it and gave Ford's wallet two seconds of silence. Everyone knows that giving any red liquid to a vampire is a waste.
After accepting the gift, Zach looked at the briefcase left by Ford. That was the business of the funeral industry. In Ford's brief phone call, Ford said that since the cooperation between Grande and Allen Funeral Home can be successfully completed, then we will also cooperate...
What Zach said just now, "Human beings are always dying" is not a meaningless statement. Cremation stops business, but death does not stop business. Ford comes with business. (.)