Grande's life seems to be back on track again, work should be done, boredom should be boring...
When Little Pink was about to leave Grande to go to school, she was stopped by Evan, "When will your classmates come to Grande again!" He slapped Little Pink's car hood with a questioning look. Vertex 23S. The fastest update. Do you know who Evan is really asking? Of course it is Caesar who received his private money~
"Go away, Evan." It was Maya in the passenger seat.
"Little girl!" Not a kind person, "Keep talking to me in this tone, I guarantee you will regret it..."
Maya directly pushed the car gear held by Alice. The liberated engine roared.
"Maya!" Alice panicked and took back control of Little Pink, leaning forward to see Evan who had rolled under the car in an instant, "Evan! Are you okay..."
"Uh, no matter what he does, he won't die anyway." Maya held down Alice and pointed at her and Alice's eyes, impatiently, "Yes, yes, yes, our eyes can still be used like this, uh. Now, drive ! We’re going to be late!”
Alice was stunned for a moment, tilted her head and actually drove.
Soon, the ground where Little Pink left revealed Evan huddled on the ground holding his head. Until he could no longer feel the exhaust fumes spraying on his body, the guy struggled to get up and stared at his little pink butt, "Are you crazy?! Are you going to kill me?!"
As if the pinky would stop to answer.
Evan stared ferociously at the car driving out of Grande, and suddenly turned his twisted face to Zach, who was shaking a bottle of wine on the back porch, "Did you see it! Your sister is going to kill me!!"
"Haha." Zach said with a pleased smile, "You're wrong, she definitely didn't want to kill you~" Do you know what Zach is pleased about? Although he knows the abilities of the Banshee as well as anyone, a certain As expected, someone who is also a banshee has to teach Alice these things.
"She just drove over me!!" Evan waved his arms, probably not ready to let go of this matter for a while.
"So what~" Zach tilted his head and smiled happily as before. The little girl who was once afraid of seeing the death she was bound to see is now tap dancing in front of death. What a proud growth she has made~ "Go and complain, complain to your bail officer that Grande is not a human being." What a safe working environment~" Zach smiled and shook his head.
Evan's whole face was twitching.
"Don't complain?" Zach asked shamelessly, "Okay~" He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the hammock in the backyard, "Then let's get to work. Go and dismantle that thing. Seeing that thing makes me feel bad. good."
Evan just took two steps towards the hammock gloomily.
"No. Well, don't dismantle it destructively. Keep the components intact, organize them, and then pack them up and send them to Benjamin as a moving gift from Grande~" Zach is so clear about everything. That new car is not Is it already regarded as the Sabbat's gift to Benjamin? Then, Grande's gift should be replaced by this hammock. How commemorative~ "What do you think, Russell?"
When he said the last sentence, Zach had already turned his head and looked at Russell, who was standing on the back porch like him.
Yes, Charlie still didn't come out, so Russell ran here and waited as soon as he had time.
Russell was serving breakfast on a tray that was obviously too big for one person. But Zach had heard from Louise that Russell was taking care of Arthur's catering.
Russell didn't listen to Zach at this time, so he kept looking in the direction of the stairwell without moving.
Zach raised his voice a little, "Hey, I want to ask you something. What do you think of my gift of Benjamin?"
"What?" Russell had no idea what Zach was talking about, so he was going to say perfunctorily, "Uh, good, very good."
Zach actually picked up, "I think too, after all, this can be regarded as proof of my relationship with Benjamin." He took a sip of the wine bottle while maintaining a smile, and lowered the volume to prevent Evan from hearing, "I guess this is This is the end of 'friendship'. Different people shouldn't stay together after all."
"Wha, what?" Even though Zach lowered his voice, he still emphasized the word 'friendship' that really attracted Russell's attention.
"Do you and Charlie have anything that symbolizes your friendship?" Zach asked casually.
"Uh... I, I don't know."
"I remember that there was a kind of jewelry that was popular for a while, such as necklaces and bracelets." Zach didn't know what he was thinking. "The matching ones, with 'Best Friends Forever' engraved on them, that kind of thing."
Louise, who was just passing by, said, "It's still popular now. Haven't you noticed? Alice wears something like this on her wrist, and all the kids have one."
"Oh. I wasn't paying attention." Zach felt guilty for just a second that he didn't know everything about his teenage sister's life. Prepare to continue harassing Russell...
"You should prepare yourself. Father Eric will come over later to talk about Pixar's funeral." He said that Louise was just passing by and that it was over, but she had no intention of continuing to explain.
Zach opened his mouth and didn't know what decision he had made. He patted Russell and said, "That's enough, I can't stand it. You, come with me." He motioned for Russell to follow and entered the Grand.
"I, where are we going?"
"Basement." Zach walked in front and glanced at Matthew who was still eating breakfast inside when passing by the restaurant. "Matthew, you will follow Evan to deliver gifts to Benjamin later. Evan cannot go out alone." Freedom without freedom, right
Matthew naturally had no objection and nodded in acceptance.
Without giving Russell much time to prepare, Zach went downstairs and opened the basement door directly.
It was a pair of old friends who had already lived in different lives. It was a perfect scene to meet again. When Zach let Russell's view blocked, Charlie was holding a jar of blood and licking it.
There is no need to embellish this scene. At the moment when Russell finally saw his old friend, Russell stretched out his tongue and licked away a drop of blood hanging on the mouth of the jar.
"ah"
After a series of blurry afterimages wandered through the basement for a while, Charlie shrank behind a utility cabinet. So mature, hiding.
Zach glanced at Russell, who was already confused and aimless, pressed his face, and moved it to a corner of the basement. It was a mirror used to practice imaging skills. What's inside now is Charlie's obscene back. You could clearly see Charlie tangled behind the locker and peeking at the two people at the door.
The back figure in the mirror froze for a moment, then turned his head with an afterimage.
Everyone knows how a mirror works. The eyes that look into the mirror at the same time can meet each other.
Nothing new, "ah"
The afterimage of the blurred vision shuttled back and forth in the basement again, and then disappeared. Charlie was really gone. Only the mirror that had been moved forward a little distance was shaking unsteadily, and a hand was shyly behind the mirror basket. She was exposed for a moment, held the mirror steady, and then retracted it.
Now there was no need for Zach to help Russell adjust his vision.
Zach waited a moment, quite sure the silence would not be broken. Be a good person and be thorough.
"You can start with your joke about using mirrors to verify vampires." Zach said to Russell.
Remember, when Nuo was in Grande, he unexpectedly had a good relationship with Russell. Nuo asked Russell how he lived after knowing that there were vampires in the world.
Russell's answer is this 'mirror' because vampires will not be reflected, so vampires can hide, so you should also hide if you encounter something that can hide in the mirror.
"That's not a joke!" Russell was unexpectedly offended. That was something he summed up from his life wisdom.
Zach felt a little sorry for Russell's understanding, "It's just a joke." The good guy was more thorough and pointed to the mirror. The reminder couldn't be more obvious, they just saw Charlie's back in the mirror~
"Oh!" Russell finally reacted and took a few steps forward, "Che, Charlie, you have an image in the mirror. I used to use a mirror..."
Zach knew he was no longer suitable here, so he stepped back, closed the door, and went upstairs.
Prepare for the arrival of Fr.
Speaking of preparation, Father Constantine, the former good neighbor of Grande, did not receive this kind of treatment, so don't think that this is a good preparation.
Zach returned to the office, took out a piece of white paper, and began to write, one by one, the questions he wanted to confront Father Eric.
Yes, as Father Eric, the man who is basically responsible for Danny's current predicament, Zach doesn't smile about it. In fact, Zach wasn't even prepared to speak unless Eric answered all the questions he had prepared honestly!
Do you want to know what questions Zach wrote on this piece of paper before Eric comes
Only one person can meet this expectation.
James rubbed his eyes that had just woken up and walked into the office. Yes, James was in Grande, and at midnight, when Zach and Porky were going home together, the North District police detective rescued Porky from the misery of walking with vampires and appeared on the dirt road.
Zach failed to get rid of the detective and allowed him to enter the Grande and occupy the master bedroom. Now that he woke up, he actually just wanted to say goodbye, "Give me someone who can catch the murderer! Otherwise I will come every night You live here!!”
While Zak was writing his question, he said unceremoniously, "Don't talk so 'righteously', James. You just don't dare to sleep in your own home." Without raising his head, he said, "All the aliens in Barton , all hate you. You are scared, afraid that something will kill you. During the day, you can hide under the Sabbat Inheritor (Darcy), but at night, the only place where you can hide is Grand. Admit it. "
There is too much 'malice' in this passage, let's analyze it bit by bit.
"I'm not afraid!!" The words were meaningless.
"Really." Zach raised his head, held the pen, and poked James's bulging bead-shaped pocket, "Then what is this."
James tried to cover up irritably.
"There's no point in blocking, I can feel it." Zach has never been one to give James face, "Is it that special witchcraft prop made by Sam?" Remember, it's wooden and full of curses Wen's beads are the ultimate weapon used to save his life from vampires. Items that mix and utilize the blood characteristics of the dead (poison), vampires (quick transformation), and werewolves (isolated souls).
James' face darkened as Zach continued, "I don't think you are afraid of what Louise and I will do to you, so are you afraid of other vampires in Grande now, Arthur or Charlie? ?”
James would not continue to attract hatred for himself in Grande, so he was a little clever and answered like this, "Don't be so pretentious, your Grande is not a fortress! Anyone can come!" Can't I guard against other vampires that may come?"
Zach chuckled lightly, "So you admit that you are scared and you are hiding in Grande~"
"*!" What's so strange is that James was once again brought into Zach's rhythm.
"I'm a little curious." Zach didn't give James time to react. "Since Madison can be said to have sold you completely, have any aliens really come to you?" He said with a completely unconcealed sarcasm, "Someone is interested in you." Did you make a life threat?"
I don't know if you all have this experience, that feeling of 'someone must be trying to harm me'. I don't mean that in a funny way, I mean seriously, the analogy to James' situation, and I can only think of one analogy right now, which is, uh, the kind of people who are absolutely damning that fagots should go to hell, they really Do you think the existence of people like Blake, Hank, and Jason is polluting the world, is it poisoning the common people, and needs to be burned by the fire of hell?
Try to understand this analogy, because at this time James's confused answer was...
"No."
Zach's eyes answered the questions he was listing, "Then why are you afraid."
"Because..." The momentum was quite high, but it was stuck for a moment. After holding it in for a long time, he said this, "I know that aliens are threatening the lives of other humans in other places!!"
Zach shook his head, "Mollman is an unemployed lifeguard, Harrison is sheltering homeless people, Sheila is a banquet planner..." He glanced at James, "Do you need me to continue? I can continue."
"Not everyone is so good!"
"To be honest. Not everyone is a good person." Zach would not refute this, "It's just the bad part, you won't see it." He raised his hand and shook it, "Ten years ago, when Anthony was still a policeman , I have solved that part. You should now enjoy the achievements of your predecessors, and don’t have to scare yourself here anymore.”
"Anthony doesn't hate alien races!" James became a little impatient and glared at Zach, "This is the difference between Anthony and me! Everyone knows that Anthony doesn't hate alien races, but everyone knows that I hate alien races!"
"So because you hate it, you think the person you hate wants to harm you?"
"Yes!!"
"How..." Zach didn't know how to describe it, "Forget it, bye, let's see you tonight."
"what are you writing?!"
"You don't have to worry."
"No! What are you writing!"
It's pure childishness, knowing that you have lost on something, so you start to grab what is in front of you and prepare to start another battle. Let it be.