The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 1201: 16 Pixar

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"Is he okay?"

Don't take this as concern, it was Arthur who spoke. Vertex 23S. Updated fastest. I asked Louise in the dark compartment that was covered like a hearse.

"He's fine." Louise looked at the small gap where Zach was talking to Mr. Pickles and Ford, and confirmed with certainty.

"It's okay if you say it's okay." Arthur ignored it. Louise stopped talking, turned on the radio in the car, and waited peacefully for Zach to come back after talking.

There was another person in the car, Blake, who didn't feel at ease. There are two reasons for being uneasy.

First, Louise did not avoid him when talking to Zach and could not avoid him. Zach came to Arthur when he was talking to Eli at a hotel in Becky. The next trip will be now. Looking for Pixar, Blake wants to escape but doesn't know where he can escape. So I listened to a bunch of "scary" stuff.

Secondly, Blake hasn't fully understood those 'scary' things yet. He could probably come to the conclusion that there was a gap in Zach's memory, and Louise filled it. But the supplementary content is all content that a young man who wants to live well in this world would not want to know, such as the death of the Republic, such as the entrepreneurship of Alpha and the vampire ancestors, such as the self-destruction of the Northerners...Moreover, Zach He said calmly, "Blake, when you go back to work, protect Anthony. If he dies, everyone will die." Why? Zach didn't explain.

So it is impossible to feel at ease. With Arthur's hateful look on his face, he pulled the curtain on the car window hard and peeked at Zach outside.

Zach, it feels really normal. He apologized with a smile on his face, "Ford, Grande owes you this time. How about I give you a discount next time Ford's funeral requires a funeral ceremony."

"Discount? Free!" Ford pouted and was already beckoning his men to arrange the transfer of the body.

Louise once told Blake that things like funerals were not something that Blake, an outsider to the Pixar family, could handle. So Mr. Pickles didn't care about Blake's own decision at all. It was completely 'up to you'. He had already sent the body of his son Toby to Ford Funeral Home. When Louise and Zach came over, the incinerator was preheated...

But now is not the time to lament Mr. Pixar’s ability to act, it’s time to call it a fluke. Look, not far away, staff were pushing him, preparing to load the body into the Grande car.

Well, the body has naturally been processed and packaged. We can't see what the dead body looks like inside the plastic tape, but I can see the thing floating above the body~

There is three.

The angel Camille cast a thankful look in Zach's direction. We know Louise notified angels to watch over future members of Heaven, so don't act surprised.

The other two, Jackson and Toby himself, were having a slightly bizarre conversation.

Toby, "Does this mean I won't die?"

Jackson, "You are already dead, but you won't disappear now unless your body is burned."

Toby, "Oh, and then I'm still going to disappear."

Jackson, "Well, unless you have some connections in heaven that can bring you back, like me. The dead souls in hell are still in this world. Otherwise, you will disappear, and we will never see each other again anyway." No more, we will always be separated by two worlds." Looking at Camille.

Toby, also looking at Camille, "Can I come back? Will you take me back after I go to heaven?"

Camille, "Death Jackson, don't you have anything else to do..."

"no."

Back to Zach.

Zach smiled and nodded, "It's free. Grande owes you a lot, as it should be."

"Huh, you know how to be grateful!" Ford curled his lips and was too lazy to talk to Zach anymore. He finally glanced at Mr. Pixar, who looked unhappy, and said politely, "Sorry Mr. Pixar, this guy used a shared cemetery to suppress I, and now Barton's funeral industry, all have to look at Grande's eyes. I'm sorry." There was really no sincerity in apologizing, so he turned around and walked away.

Only Zach and Mr. Pickles were left. The latter spoke first, "I know you helped the shelter..." Grande had donated money, including the original project where Emilia talked to Quinn about the shelter. Grande was also Grande's helper. , "I thought Grande was..." Frowning, "A conscientious company, but it turns out that it is also doing this kind of bullying."

"I didn't know that Mr. Pixar had a crush on Grande before." Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at the bodies being loaded into the car over there. Since it is impossible for humans to know some things, don't mention some obvious reasons. It bothers the other person.

"We were in contact with, have you forgotten, Jackson Bishop's funeral. Toby and I both attended the funeral at Holy Child Church."

Zach recalled that this seemed to be the case vaguely, but we know that Zach's main thought at that time was to formally meet with Mr. Falcon and accept the third-generation relationship commission given by Falcon.

He didn't pretend to remember, "I hope I left a good impression."

"No." Pixar shook his head directly, "Just like now, he is well-mannered, smooth-talking, and so impeccable that people don't want to refute." He was also watching the loading of the car over there, and what he said was completely irrelevant, "It's enough to make me think later. When I saw those slanderous reports about Grande in the newspaper, I knew it must be a false accusation." His eyes fell on Zach and looked away. But since he mentioned the reports, it was naturally the ones Kate once wrote, "If you want to suppress your competitors, you won't give people a reason." Mr. Pickles gave an example, for what he wanted to express now, "For example, to you The unfair competition between the Allen Funeral Home in the South District is the policy of the city government. No reasonable person can blame you. Your silence in the face of prosecution is to maintain the authority of the city government. The previous paragraph During the carnival and the game console competition at the youth activity center, there were also reports that Grande 'snatched' the game console from their hands. Some people spared no effort to explain to everyone who participated in the game that this was Immerse yourself in the collectibles that Grande helped them auction as a friend, and specially donated them for the carnival... "

There are probably many more examples like this. Mr. Pickles was not ready to finish, "Now, you have inexplicably interrupted the funeral of my family, my dearest son. Why don't you tell me, and what is the smooth explanation for this?"

Zach smiled and was quiet for a while.

Certain situations are to be expected

Grande already has a reputation. It is no longer what it used to be. Even if someone comes to ask for a commission, it is because they remember the deeds of the previous generation Grande. Now, anyone who comes to Grande will judge Grande based on Grande's current reputation. Not to mention Pixar here, he did nothing and was found by Grande.

"Blake is looking for Grande." Zach said, "Isn't this reason enough?"

"What kind of reason is this?" Pixar tugged on his wrinkled black coat, "Are you and Blake friends?" He took out a pack of cigarettes, glanced at Zach, and gave a habitual look, but No intention of giving one to Zach.

Zach was very unconscious and stretched out his hand. There was just enough width for a cigarette to be stuck between his two fingers. "Isn't it unbelievable? Blake Stone and I are friends."

Pixar frowned, put the cigarette in his hand between Zach's fingers, lit it, and then it was his turn. He exhaled the first puff of smoke before speaking again, "It is indeed difficult." The next words will prove that Pixar was once the same As a member of the West Side, he also has memories of Grande of the older generation, "I thought Grande retired when he moved to the South Side more than ten years ago."

This also explains some things, such as Pixar's lack of understanding of Grande's current relationship with West Enders.

"Retirement? No, transformation. We take commissions from customers." Zach shook the cigarette in his hand, "I love this brand of cigarettes."

Do you know what brand of cigarettes Zach likes? Give it to Wuduoer, and ask the other party to find his own cigarettes worth 50 cents. Not bad quality, just average. Anyway, we know that Zack smokes just to use that tiny body damage to relieve the numbness caused by the climate. Practicality first. However, this satisfying mouthful will definitely start a new round of smoking cycle for Zach. From now on, in addition to snack cans, Zach’s carry-on equipment will cost four and a half dollars a pack.

Pixar is not prepared to take up the topic of cigarettes. The former West Ender now smokes four and a half dollars, and there is nothing worth talking about. So, "What do you mean by entrustment? Has Blake entrusted you with anything?"

"He didn't." Zach shook his head, "I said Blake is just a friend. But the commission will come." The loading of the car over there has been completed, Zach looked at Mr. Pickles, "At your son's funeral, At the funeral held by Grande.”

Pixar was gloomy for a moment, which was the disgust that the upbringing could not control, "I didn't entrust it to you. If Grande is still doing what I remember, you are a criminal! I disdain to have any interaction with people like you ! No matter what you are thinking now, I tell you now that it is impossible. There will be no funeral for my son... "

"It's not up to you." Zach kept smiling, "The matter has been handed over to Grande. I'm just informing you that Grande is responsible for the arrangements for the funeral. I will invite people from the West District to come and they will give me the entrustment. , you just need to be ready..."

There is no need to think about what Zack is planning in advance, as long as there is something to do anyway.

"...Then, you will thank me." Zach nodded towards Pixar, "At that time, you can give me the smooth label." It's time to say goodbye, isn't it? Zach just told his relatives what you said to him You have no say in the funeral. The funeral home will take over all the bastard words. What are you going to do here now? Are you looking for a fight? "Ford gave me the contact information and I will notify you of the time of the funeral." Turned around and left.

Pixar intended to stop Zach, but as soon as he took a step, he stumbled.

Zach reacted quickly, turned sideways to support him, and glanced at Pixar's thigh, which he was holding on to in annoyance.

"You should go back to the hospital." Zach said cogently.

Pixar has injuries. No one would think that his son was involved in a fight and died last night, but his father was watching from the sidelines.

Pushing Zach away with all his strength, but of course to no avail, Pixar looked at Zach gloomily, "I'm going to sue you!"

"No, you won't." Zach said with absolute certainty, "You didn't even prosecute the person who killed your son, sue me?" Zach shook his head, "You want things to pass quietly, then enjoy the present. Quiet, I am not your 'enemy'." Holding Pixar's shoulders, let him stand up properly. Xiao hesitated, "Where's your car? I'll take you to the hospital."

Pixar didn't seem to be ready to answer, so Zach shouted to the side of the Grand car, "You guys go back to the Grand first, and Louise starts to prepare the funeral arrangements..." There's childishness here, "and then sends a check to Benjamin. , write a few more zeros, and then sign and let him fill it in by himself." Childishly finished, looking at the three floating on the roof of the car, "Is your car?"

Toby pointed in the direction.

Zach didn't care whether Pixar could see or not understand what was going on, so he helped him go in which direction, considering that this guy probably wouldn't tell the truth about which hospital he was in, "Hospital."

Louise was very sensible and quickly flipped through the information handed over by Ford to prevent the facts from becoming more confusing. Before Toby's body came to Ford, it was at...

Louise looked helpless and leaned out of the car window, "Derek's hospital."

Zach accepted this fact with a positive attitude and supported Pixar, "It just so happens that my brother works there and I can drop by for a visit."

Pixar was not in the mood to talk, nor did he have the time. He was aware of Zach's strength, and was controlled by this guy. He was completely unable to control his actions and moved towards the car. Just like the funeral of his own son, which was out of his control when Grande's car started.

It was time for Pixar to put on his seat belt, but Ford actually ran over, "Hey, wait a minute!" He didn't get completely close, and waved to Zach while staying at a distance where it was safe to talk.

What a considerate person Zach was, taking the Pixar car keys and walking towards the Ford, "What's wrong?"

Ford held a document in his hand. Zach came over and opened it, "Look."

"What is this?" Zach hated looking at the document, but he could only take it, glance at it, and was stunned for a moment, "Where did you get these?" This is an investigation report, the subject of the investigation, haha , is Allen's new employee, the Sabbat 8-man group.

Ford pointed to the sign under the document, "Reppert & Associates, have you heard of it?" (No.)

Should I say Ford is simple? Don't.

He continued, "Actually, I'm just curious about the qualifications and results of the people you and Allen robbed." He curled his lips, "Are you two deceived? These eight people are nothing! You just When I came back, there were reports that they were funeral practitioners that you spent a lot of money to compete with from the central part of the country. As a result, I went for a walk around the funeral on Sunday. Hum, Barton’s first high-end funeral was preempted by Allen. Of course I'm going to take a look! In the end, what the hell!" Suddenly he whispered a little, looking at no one around him, "I didn't mean to say republican tradition, but, tut, what the hell! The first half of the funeral was like the end of the world, but the second half was like a public reception! It felt like money was piled up for a 'high-end' scene! Will I follow this model in the future? But we federal people There are not so many situations where tradition can be used! Should we ask a bishop to preside over the funeral? Oh my God!" What a worry-conscious funeral industry owner.

Zach was speechless.

Ford leaned in front of Zach, "So I doubted the qualifications of these eight people! Let's see if they know what they are doing, or are they just piling up things with money to fool everyone! I asked someone to inquire, and they said they were The Rippert firm was good, so I asked him to check it out. The results came quickly. You see, these eight people, one veteran, three gangsters with criminal records, three unemployed people, and the only one who is better , party planning, children’s birthday parties, that kind of thing…”

Zach closed the file, "Give this to me, okay."

"Uh, what do you want this for?"

"Laughing at him in front of Alan," Zach replied.