Back in Grande, Zach is finally freed from the 'Brill' pit. Walked into another pit.
"I told him that he didn't need to show his 'gentlemanly spirit'." It was Louise who spoke. "He insisted on sending me back."
It's James. James is currently with Mo and a certain guest occupying Zach's office. Talk about it later.
"Where's Benjamin?" Grande's master nodded.
"Notified Novel said that Benjamin went directly to the nursing home to see Mokavi." Louise handed Zach a bottle of wine in a sensible manner. Bad mood? Take a bite, it’s not good yet, take another bite... "Brill..."
"Going home." Zach didn't want to mention it, "Where's Bumi? Didn't he go back to the South District with you?"
"I was sent to Eve. They said that the thing Eve made with Bruch's blood was successful and has been spread in the west. Let Bumi feel it first, so that he can be prepared in advance when practicing with you."
It didn't matter, the point was that Zach had no reason to walk away now, being stared at by James from the office window, unable to escape.
Zach held the wine bottle, curled his lips, and prepared to go up.
"Wait a minute." Louise pulled Zach, "Before you go up, well, regarding James, I suggest that no matter what you say, don't bring the topic to Kate. Sarcasm will not work." Louise understood. Zach, "Got him on."
Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at Louise for a while. It didn't look like Louise was joking, so, "Okay."
"Yeah." Louise nodded, and then turned over the silver without warning, "Then I'll go help Li Ang." She spoke clearly.
"Uh, about Leon, I will explain to you later..."
"Farewell." She continued to roll her eyes, "Anyway, you have a reason." Louise waved her hands, "Just to tell you, he doesn't know anything. When I came back, he was introducing the cemetery in Beiyuan to the client on the phone, saying The lighting is good. Next time, if you 'dig people' to come to Grande, can you let me know..." He left.
Zach felt speechless. It can be imagined that Lyon, who has been idle for more than half a year, has little experience in the funeral industry, but he has no idea to this extent... Oh, forget it.
Zach picked up the empty wine bottle and pushed open the office door. There were three guys here, James, Mo, and Maitreya.
Don't be surprised by this combination. Maitreya's coming to Grande was agreed upon earlier, and Mo is just a translator, and he is still the kind of incompetent translator.
Maitreya jabbered a bunch of things he didn't understand.
Mo: "Keep it simple, republicans hate cremation." After saying that, he started to pluck his nails.
Maitreya looked at Mo and waited for a long time, "I said a few hundred words. Have you finished translating one sentence?" Although there are big problems with the grammar, he can understand it, which is doubtful.
Mo seemed to be dissatisfied with this suspicion, and said a lot of things to Maitreya, and then Maitreya also responded a lot. After repeating this process, looking at Mo's rolling eyes from time to time and Maitreya's helpless shaking of his head, he knew that this exchange was not going smoothly.
Zach exited the office, knocked on the bottle of wine in his hand, "Gold." He had to find another translator.
The Great Dane came over and looked at Zach.
"You can wear my clothes." Zach adjusted his mood and opened the door again, "Mo, go help Louise."
"Relief." In a blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Zach left the door open for Jin, waved his hand at James who occupied his seat, and drove away. He sat down, took out a new wine bottle and glass, and glanced at the photo spread out by James on the table while pouring the wine. He curled his lips and said, "Detective, as a law enforcement officer, how can you rummage through my things?"
Because the photo is a photo of the Quest warehouse, the goods buried in ashes.
James looked gloomy and did not answer. Instead, he moved the photo away, revealing the documents hidden under the photo. The content is not important, what is important is the header of the Barton Police Department. This was not a commission document from Grand Gray's profession at all, but a police file.
Well, Louise should have warned Zach about this.
But Zach's face is well known. He can drink it calmly without any redness. Changing the subject, Zach played the most awkward game, "Where's Detective Coulson, James, your habit of always leaving your partner behind and acting on your own is really not..."
"He was detained by Darcy." He glared at Zach with a look that said, "If you dare to say that you should add director after the title with respect, I will never finish with you." "He knew that because he was looking for Mokavi, Louise is with me and doesn’t want Coulson to get in the way.”
This is convenient and not surprising. Didn't Darcy himself tell James that he felt that Coulson's thinking was a little biased. He might be like a fish in water under Cologne, but with him, Darcy... uh, not digressing. .
Zach pursed his lips, "Didn't you tell Darcy that Mokavi was found?"
"Tsk. He didn't ask." Good answer.
"That's fine, Mokawi happens to be in the South District Sanatorium as well, so let Darcy think so." He glanced at Maitreya, who probably didn't understand what they were talking about at all, and his eyes fell back to the documents on the table, "You guys What are we talking about? Cultural exchange." Zach was wondering what James and Maitreya had to say, or he spread out the case documents.
Zack scanned the transcript that Quest had taken at the police station while waiting for an answer, but it didn't come. To Zach's right, James' capillaries were exploding. To Zach's left, another James wearing Zach's clothes walked in, Shapechanger King.
It seems that Kim really likes James' appearance. He didn't even know how to avoid it when the real owner was around... probably, he just ignored it and didn't care.
Zach looked around, not bothering to care, "Jin, ask Miroku what they are talking about."
Jin's translation is countless times better than Mo's, and it's on the same level as Yuri's housekeeper, translating in seconds.
Relying on James's appearance, James' voice was flat and without any emotion: "When I came here, I saw the police detective was troubled. I watched the detective's case on my own initiative, and then made some unauthorized remarks. I’ve got some advice, I hope it can help Mr. Detective.”
Zach's eyes left the paralyzed James and looked at the blushing James. He shook his head. He was afraid that this man would be useless for a while. He ignored him and looked at Maitreya. Combined with what Mo just said, "Republic Can people’s views on cremation help James?”
"Yes, but." The paralyzed James perfectly matched the rhythm of Maitreya's speech. When Maitreya paused hesitantly, the paralyzed James waited with his mouth open until Maitreya continued, "I don't want to be too clear. As I have always expressed, I have no ill intentions towards all the aliens in Barton, no matter what their stance is, and I don’t want to get involved in anyone’s affairs.” Another pause, matched by the plain translation, was Maitreya My helplessness, "We all know what the consequences were when I tried to intervene last time."
I don’t know what Maitreya is expressing? Look at O'Neal and Jackson floating outside the office window.
Jackson "So, this is the guy who almost killed my dad? He's so tall."
O'Neal "is quite tall. Did he 'transcend' your father? I was 'transcended' once too. It's interesting, I thought his 'transcendence' was used against soul aliens, and it can also be used on living people." Ah. Awesome."
Understand it. If you understand it, don't worry about these two souls being from different races. Looking back at Zach.
Zach raised his eyebrows. Maitreya's words had to make people pay attention, "Do you know something? Mr. Maitreya."
Maitreya frowned, please continue with the voice of paralyzed James, "I repeat what I said before, although cremation is also available in the Republic, and has even been promoted in recent years due to the country's emphasis on land resources, but people still This kind of behavior will be rejected. The acceptance is far from as good as that of the Federation."
Zach thought about it for a while. Although every time Mo tried to explain Republican culture, Zach always had the attitude of "I don't understand, so I don't have to listen," but he really listened a little bit, "It's because of 'raw' Does it matter, the republicans once, um, believed in 'life', even after death, there will be birth, and did not want the body to be destroyed?"
"Some, but not completely. After all, the current republicans don't believe in these anymore. They believe in themselves more in life. Mainly, some, well, cultural habits..." Maitreya looked at James, who was paralyzed, and spoke suddenly. He spoke a few words quickly.
Zach didn't get a translation and looked at Kim with a frown.
Jin did not reply to Maitreya, but moved his two eyebrows to the center in a rare move, "There is a word." He said to Zach, "In the language of the Republic, it describes a behavior to express an emotion, extreme There are many such words in the Republic, which come from allusions. There is no suitable translation in the Federation. Maitreya is worried that you will not understand the expression. "
"You can try."
"Crush your bones and scatter your ashes." James, who was paralyzed, tried, with a strange pronunciation, "crush your bones and scatter your ashes." Then he made a sentence, "James wants to 'crush my bones and scatter your ashes' now."
What? You said it so seriously, but the result is so easy to understand!
Zach nodded and looked back at the document, "So you are trying to say that in the Republic, when hatred reaches the extreme, you will do..." He took a few photos and said, "Do such things."
Miroku nodded.
Zach pursed his lips, and it was time to tell James to calm down, and patted James' face that had turned the color of pig liver, "Okay, it's not the first time I've seen Jin look like you. Pay attention. , you might really be able to, hum, solve this case." Then he continued to look back at Maitreya, "One question, who is this extreme hatred for? Is it the ashes that were crushed and thrown, or the place where they were thrown." It's very important. This question will determine whether Quest was really tricked, or whether the whole thing had nothing to do with Quest at all!
This time, Maitreya did not let the paralyzed person translate. He said directly, "Bones and ashes."
Nothing to do with Quest!
Zach looked at Maitreya, "I guess if I continue to ask, you won't be able to tell me, right?"
Maitreya understood and nodded.
Zach also nodded, so he didn't force it, "James." He collected the documents and photos on the table and pushed them to James, "The forensic technology of our time can distinguish the ashes from the ashes, um, can you tell the race? , for example, the Federals and the Republic.”
James was taking a deep breath and was reminded to focus by Zach. Oh, it wasn't something that could make James feel good, was it? After taking a deep breath, "What's the point!"
"Didn't you listen? This is the psychology of republican culture. If these ashes in the Quest warehouse belong to federal people, what's the point? At most, they will only pollute the environment. Isn't it worth confirming?" Zach squinted Eyes crossed, "And, do I need to remind you, the 'cargo' is missing from the Fisher ship in Port Massa." Illegal workers, "There is also the missing cremation fuel from the funeral industry that has been delayed for almost the same amount of time. Detective." Sincerely, every Once, Zach called Detective James, but he didn't have any good intentions. "I have a simple question. Where did these ashes, which Quest identified as his torture, come from? Can you answer them?"
"You mean..."
"I didn't say anything." Zach waved his hand. The purpose was to send James away first. Maitreya came, and he definitely didn't just happen to give his opinion on James' case, right? "I'm just a guy. Enthusiastic, remind you, detective, that some things in Barton have been delayed for too long, and it’s time for a result, don’t you think?” As he spoke, he bent down, picked up the suitcase that was still there, and directly Pushing it to James together with the documents, "James, you have got everything you need." This time, there was no detective, "Just use it yourself."
"Here, what is this..." James was also troublesome. He had already subconsciously opened the suitcase when he asked questions. The capillaries began to explode again.
"The commission reward from Quest. Don't look at me with that look." Zach tilted his head, "I don't like his attitude, so I charged him three times the reward. But since I didn't complete his commission at all, I gave him You're fine."
"I don't want it!" Not only was he roaring, but he was also disgusted.
"Then just donate to the shelter in Quest's name on your way back." Zach shrugged, "Let Harrison make sure Smith knows about Quest's generous donation." He waved his hand towards the document without caring. , "No matter how this matter is solved, James, you understand, humans, just need to know the results that humans can understand."
I hope everyone can understand the meaning of Zach's words, and it's not in vain that we have been watching James' physical and mental destruction by Zach until now.
"Oh, by the way." Zach almost forgot, "As for Fisher's Port of Massa, you have to ask Fiona to control it..." Fiona knew that aliens existed and could influence Fisher's decision-making.
was interrupted, "No! No!! What are you talking about! And you!" He glared at Maitreya, "What abomination! What bones and ashes!" Still thinking, "I can imagine that these ashes may be Fisher's missing 'goods', but! Why do you say it as if it has been confirmed!"
"James, why is Mo here, why is Maitreya here?" Zach was actually quite disappointed, "Because the Republicans 'abandoned' them." Then he poured the wine again, "Remember when we first investigated Fisher's goods? 'What's the situation? Those republicans have been confirmed by Maya and John's experiments (the sirens and labor corpses can briefly return to women when they are in the same container). What happened to Papa Midnight? Then, I Let me ask you a question, if one day I abandon you and fall into the arms of the Sabbat, what do you want to do to me?"
I swayed my glass and waited for the answer. This answer must be worth it.
"Crush your bones and scatter your ashes!"
"That's it."(..)