For inheritors, there is a very inconvenient setting. Vertex 23S. The fastest updated setting is not 'my'. Well, 'I' am just a storyteller, and maybe a pretty bad storyteller, but can you really blame 'me'? It's not 'me' who created this situation. The, uh, thing that randomly starts the life cycle, it's not 'I' that let this kind of thing enter our story, so we have to consider the definition of this thing, and under this definition, it... uh, he or she can do Something happened, as well! The impact of what he or she does on the story.
Hey, which inheritor should we look at now
Start with Barton, it won't take long, trust me.
"Do you need a lawyer?" The police officer with a strap on his shoulder looked at Cliff behind the bars, uh, this talkative guy. He didn't know how to restrain himself. The retribution for using his position to ridicule the citizens had already appeared on him, but now he forgot the pain, "You know this is your civil right, right? We can allocate one to you for free. But, haha~" He raised his shoulders, which could only barely move forward and backward, "I am limited to defending you for assaulting the police, but I will not provide you with divorce consultation~"
Cliff grabbed the iron railing with both hands and stared at the police officer gloomily, "Do you want to fly again?!" Ha! The guy who was thrown away from James' sight was him.
"Are you threatening me?" the police officer approached the iron fence, "Haha, Cliff, help yourself, don't." The uninjured hand also touched Cliff's trembling face, "I will treat you as You exercised your right to remain silent and didn’t say anything. No need to thank me. I just thought you had a bad enough day. Your wife ran away, beat up a popular police detective in the North District, and went to jail (detention). , you don’t need to make today worse..."
Cliff stretched out his arm. The policeman knew how to hide and was quite agile. He twisted his arm to the left and crookedly, "You can't catch me~"
"What are you doing!" Coulson's voice was unhappy as he walked down the stairs. "Do you want us to be prosecuted?" Remember the interior layout of the Southern District Police Station? The detention room is in the basement and the evidence room is together.
The police officer glanced sideways, "Oh, it's nothing, I was just teasing him..."
"A joke?!" Coulson said sullenly, "Do you know how bad personal insults make the police look!"
"He attacked our police station! Right at the gate!" The police officer surprisingly no longer looked like he needed to be beaten, and glanced sideways at Cliff, "Why did I insult him? He deserves it!"
"Go up!" Coulson seemed too lazy to argue with the other party and stepped out of the stairs without talking.
"See you in court!" The police officer gave Cliff one last look and went up.
Coulson waited for a while and didn't say anything. He just looked at Cliff behind the iron fence quietly, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Do you remember me? We met before." Coulson spoke.
"Remember." The quiet time was enough for Cliff to adjust his mood. "You came and took James away during my wedding." Isn't that true
"Yeah." Coulson had no intention of continuing the topic, "I heard that you came to report the crime. Your wife is missing?" Supplementary, "Linda, the neighbor of Lance's hometown, is missing."
The flesh on Cliff's face twitched. It's because Coulson's words hit all the points that would anger him.
"Why did you beat up Lance? Does it have anything to do with Lance not seeing your wife?" It doesn't matter what Cliff thinks, this is a very sincere question.
"It's none of your business!" It's not surprising to get this answer.
Coulson shrugged, "That's great, that's what Lance answered the director." As he said that, he walked towards Cliff, holding the key in his hand.
"What are you going to do?!" Cliff looked at Coulson opening the door.
"Can't you see, I'm releasing you."
"What?!"
"We have decided not to prosecute you for assaulting the police, nor to pursue your illegal behavior." The iron door was opened, and Coulson made a gesture to invite you out. "It means that you are free and you can leave."
"What?" Cliff looked at the door that had been completely opened, "Why?!" These two words should be used for marriage, how suitable they are.
"You really want to know?" Coulson seemed to be indifferent and actually chuckled, "Okay. I need to correct what the guy just said. You did not attack the Southern District Police Station. You are in our police station. The commotion at the door was because you were resisting the arrest of the police from the Southern District Police Station. You were defending yourself. In the process, some police officers were injured, such as the one just now. That was not your fault. It was their incompetence and inability to suppress it peacefully. Stay with you."
Cliff didn't understand, "What?!"
Coulson raised his hand and took Cliff's arm, pulled him out of the prison, then slowly closed and locked the door, "But of course, your self-defense is illegal, in theory. Because they are obliged to arrest you. , as the Southern District police officers, they were supposed to do the work after discovering illegal activities on their own territory, and you did not cooperate with them."
Cliff can no longer keep up with Coulson, but he has stepped out of prison and is free.
"You still don't understand?" Coulson seemed a little disappointed and shook his head, "Southern District Police Department, we are just doing our jobs. We have no conflict with you. Cliff, think about your illegal behavior. What it is, tell me yourself."
Cliff knew this, "I..." frowned, "I beat James..." He was stunned because he understood.
"Yes, James Lance is not from our Southern District Police Department." Coulson waved his hand and signaled Cliff the way to go upstairs, "So your theoretically illegal behavior is not our Southern District Police Department's business. Understand, it’s a matter between Lance and the North District Police Department. If anyone has the right to prosecute you for illegal behavior and hold you accountable, it’s not us, it’s the North District Police Department.”
Cliff was pushed upstairs by Coulson again and again, while twitching his cheeks, "The North District won't hold me accountable??"
"Yeah." Coulson shrugged, "Director Cologne just put down the phone call with Director Darcy of the North District. Haha, they won't pursue it." He smiled with unknown meaning, "Hahaha, you are really a lucky guy~Lance Just run away regardless, haha. Even Director Darcy..." His face changed, but it was short enough that no one would notice, "They are all talking to you, asking our Southern District Police Department to let it go, hahaha. He It’s the boss~”
Make key points. Darcy, let the Southern District Police Department let go. Yes, when we looked at the influence of male inheritors on this story, we casually included Darcy as well.
Cliff, after looking at Coulson for a while, I don’t know how many emotions went through under that broad face, and finally turned into a gloomy "*!"
I said it wouldn't take up too much time, it's time to see 'her' inheritor. 'She', not in Barton.
In Newton, there is a community that is very inconsistent with the social environment of Newton. It is a community occupied by a group of Indian women. You can say that while the world outside is chaotic and everyone is worried and doubting the future of their city, here it is peaceful and peaceful.
But they are not all Indian women here. There are also common races in the Federation. I won’t cite insignificant examples. Looking at the direction Yuehua pointed at while holding the hot chocolate, "Did you see it? Every day, like clockwork, this woman They would all pass by my window, look at each other for a while, and then leave after confirming that there is no threat to their lives."
Yuehua is not talking to Baiying, Baiying is working, remember, a school for special groups. Yuehua is the woman who is a housewife.
"Tsk." Linda twitched the corner of her mouth and glanced at the woman outside the window, "Is this the fate of the women who have crossed paths with James? Either they are dead." For example, Georgina, "Or she walks cautiously and is about to die." On the way."
Yuehua smiled and said to the woman outside the window, well, let's be honest, that's Kate. Yuehua pointed her deliberately wide eyes out the window, letting Kate take a good look.
This process lasted half a minute. Kate took a deep breath, turned around and walked away without saying thank you.
Yuehua shrugged, "It may be a bit strange, but I quite like this kind of thing. She is very clear about what she wants to know, comes here to get what she wants, and then leaves without making any comments. I said she is very On time? Haha, she's very on time. Come on, go on, be quiet."
"Huh, it won't last long." Linda looked at Kate's back, "There will always be a moment when she will collapse and can no longer endure this feeling." She rolled her eyes, "She has already made a mistake in Barton. Spoiling things proves that she is not good at dealing with, hum, pressure. It will only be a matter of time before she breaks down again here with you." He glanced at Yuehua, "If I were you, I would get rid of her as soon as possible to save her from having to worry about it again. What the hell is going on!"
Yuehua kept smiling, shrugged lightly, and sighed, "We tried to get rid of her. But she still came back." It was probably an indifferent explanation, "We told her Ellen's whereabouts, hoping that she would be able to The reporter pursues the truth of the incident to see the consequences of what she did."
Linda seemed interested in the topic, "Did she go?"
"I don't know, I don't have time to keep an eye on her, but it turns out she's back, so I guess..." Another sigh, "You're probably right, she will collapse again sooner or later." After saying that, Yuehua waved her hand. , "Let's not talk about this woman." Looking at Linda with squinted eyes, "Let's talk about you." Very straightforward, "Should I go out now to buy some daily necessities for the guest room, or..." Wait for Linda to finish it herself.
The meaning should be obvious, it is to ask Linda how long she plans to live here!
Linda lowered her head and thought carefully.
There should be no question as to why Linda is here, it's safe here. In the city of Newton controlled by angels, there are also banshees who can 'predict' death and are stationed here. There is no safer place than here in the Federation. Kate will come running here, and Linda will come running here. According to the content of the conversation just now, any woman who has a relationship with James needs to move forward cautiously or she will die. This is the only place they can hide.
"Then, haha, let's go shopping." Yuehua was considerate, "That's great. I also have some things to add." He looked out the window again, "The weather seems good today, do you want to come with us?"
"Thank you." There was nothing to say, the thanks were sincere, "We barely know each other, and I'm only here because of someone we know in common, uh, Zach. You don't actually need to do this for me."
"Haha, no need." Yuehua waved her hand, "We black witches have considered this situation when we came here. Guys from all over will come to get close to us." Yuehua smiled, "Our policy is to do What we can do is help.”
Linda frowned at this moment and hesitated to ask, "Why?"
"No reason." Yuehua smiled, "This is a policy that has been passed down since the establishment of Salem. Our existence is already a threat to many people in this world. We need to do something to reduce others from treating us as a threat. ." He raised his eyebrows, "That's what Toledo, who helped us establish Salem, said. Facts have proved that he was right ~ Salem has been peaceful for such a long time."
"If you help me, it will probably make your threat bigger." Linda said sincerely.
"To whom? To the Sabbat?" Yuehua shook her head, still smiling, "Letting you out and running around poses a threat to the Sabbat." Looking at Linda, "Your situation in the Sabbat is very embarrassing. , you were forced out of Barton by Eli Toledo this time, which has been proven. The Sabbat does not need a piece of evidence to prove that the inheritors they raised ended up like you. You are not the only inheritor they raised. , you will become a bad example. So, now, at least keeping you safe is the best for everyone."
Although Linda frowned, she still nodded, "You are right, it is better for me to be alive than dead."
Yuehua nodded, walked towards Linda, and pressed Linda's belly with a strange movement, "And, haha, personally, I can't watch a pregnant woman running around outside, and I have to worry about my own life all the time. It’s so unethical.”
Linda looked at Yuehua's hand on her stomach in confusion, "What did you say?"
"You heard me~ You got it~"
"Uh..." Completely confused.
"It's still very 'new'~" Yuehua smiled and walked away to prepare for going out. "It probably happened the day before yesterday." As Yuehua walked away, her volume increased, as if she was saying Gossip, "I have been studying the matter of gestating life recently, haha, so I am very sensitive. In fact, when you came in the early morning, Baiying and I discovered it, but your mood was not stable, so we didn't tell you for the time being. Congratulations~"
"Wait a minute...the day before yesterday..."
"Yeah~" Yuehua's voice was full of congratulatory smiles, "It was about ten o'clock in the evening~" Quickly recalling that time, "Haha, don't be surprised~ I have been studying this matter recently, ha~ I know What do you want to say? Baiying and I have not tried. We are enjoying life without children. It is just something we are studying. Haha, you should know about Teacher Cuisha’s pregnancy." Xiao Xiao said helplessly, "Still. I couldn't figure out what was in her stomach, but I found something that could accurately determine the beginning of life..."
Yuehua was still talking, but Linda's face turned green. No, it was Cliff's head that turned green. (If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please go to m.)