Narrow roads, flashing street lights, dark tree shadows, and goose-feather snowflakes. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
The protagonist of this story, Zach, said that a road trip will be very interesting ~ So, let us keep looking forward to the car parked in the middle of the white road, with turbid smoke rising from the front and pushing snowflakes falling. in the car. Interesting, really interesting.
"Go!" James, who finally gave up destroying the car keys, stared at Zach in the rearview mirror.
"Where?" Zach wasn't sure what James meant.
"Get out of the car!" To show his annoyance, James' whole body twisted along with the twisting car key. But of course, there could be no roar of ignited engines in response to him. This car is dead.
Zach still didn't understand what James meant, "Get off?" He shrugged and glanced at Dale, who was sitting in the back seat with him, telling Dale, 'If you want to learn, this is me teaching'. words, still to James, "I know you adore me." To be funny, sarcasm is essential, "Think I can cure everything. But sorry, I can only cure living things, not machines. I also heal No brainer, if you are curious~"
James in the driver's seat started to move violently, but before his hand could reach the back seat, Wes pulled him back and pushed him back to his original position. "James, sit tight! I'll go down and take a look!" Don't forget to look back at Zha. Grams, 'just let him go a little bit. '
Wes got out of the car and stood huddled at the front of the car for a while before he cleared the eyesight of the smoke and opened the front hood.
Zach was not prepared to accept Wes's petition, "You know, if you hadn't picked this crappy car, we wouldn't be in this situation now."
Ah!
Knowing that Wes was not around and no one was stopping him now, James just took a deep breath in the front seat~ It seems that his brain is healthy~
Wes came back as if he didn't do anything. He rubbed his tight shoulders and his voice was trembling. "Even if you give me the tools, I don't think I can fix it." He looked back at Zach and said, "We were Trapped here." Then looking back at James, "I told you, don't pick this car!" Can you understand the meaning of this action? Explain the situation to the core person, and then blame the person who made the mistake.
James obviously wanted to express his disappointment to his friend, but Dell beat him to it.
"We can't stop here." Looking out the window, "There is nowhere in the middle of the road. We can't even turn on the lights." In this case, any negative or positive meaning is meaningless, it is just a statement of facts, " It’s so late again, any car that doesn’t notice us could knock us away.”
Zach said leisurely, "At least I won't let the three of you die~" A statement of fact, right~
Dell didn't finish, "The heating will be consumed soon." Dell's mood was probably a bit... not so good, let's feel it for ourselves, "It's not a big deal, the cold won't kill any of us, but this night, it will become Long and sad. For any of us here, man."
When the three humans exhaled for a long time, Zach hummed the melody that popped up in his mind, "Uh-huh~~Uh-huh~~" Dell, who is a beginner, cares about the words used in the narrative, doesn't he? So Zach was just assisting Dale.
"You! Get out of the car!" It was James again, saying the same thing.
"Why."
"Go! Push! Car!"
Being looked at by three pairs of eyes at the same time, Zach felt quite natural, "I feel...innocent. It's not my fault, but only I can save the damage caused by this mistake. And with your current attitude, I'm sure no one will Thank me after I give." There is definitely something in this statement. Whether you understand or not depends on the talent of the listener.
In this situation, Wes was the only one who understood, so he once again held down James who knew what he was going to say, and looked at Zach seriously, "I will thank you, I will always thank you. .”
Zach nodded, "Okay. Then, I have a better idea. You..." He had already unbuckled his seat belt and pushed open the car door, "Wait here, I'll be back." Get out of the car and close the door. It left a trail of falling snow faults that seemed to be exactly as tall as a person, and then disappeared.
James took advantage of Wes' dazed moment and pushed away Wes' hand that blocked his mouth, "He just ran away!!!"
Weiss reacted from his daze, with a strange look on his face, "He said he would come back."
"Come back?! He doesn't want to go to the Sabbat with us!!" James yelled at the steering wheel and turned to Dale, "And he obviously doesn't want you to follow him either!!"
Don't judge that Dell has taken sides just because Wes was the only one who understood what Zach said. Dell didn't, and if he wanted to stand, he wouldn't stand with James.
"Do you think that if I knew that he was immortalized by blood, I would be stupid enough to follow him to a place where there are more such things?" Dale did not mean to express kindness to James, the reason is simple James Ms.'s attitude.
Remember what James said after meeting Wes for the first time on the train? He asked in a mocking tone how Dale ended up with Zach. Regardless of the facts, do you want to endure hearing such words
Dale didn't have to endure it, he was just interrupted by other things on the train, and used silence to deal with things that were obviously more important than chatting with a police detective.
"But since I have followed such a thing to a place that I don't even know where it is, and I am still alive and well. This, I am sure of. So I don't need to listen to any judgment you make now." Now Dell has already Have enough information to make your own judgment.
Dale crossed his arms and glanced at Wes, "Tie your friend up." He looked like he didn't want to talk anymore.
"You..." James was pushed back by Wes. Wes turned sideways and looked at Dale, "Dale Walker." The full name was used, so the content may be a bit serious, "James and Zach's relationship along the way. The personal relationship is already very obvious, and I approve of your attitude of not getting involved in the issues between these two people so far." This is considered a fair compliment, and he changed his mind, "However, let me remind you that although we are on vacation now, James and I are still Detectives from the Barton Police Department. To be specific, we are Chapman's superiors."
Dale frowned. One thing I might want to remind everyone is that Chapman was with Grande throughout the whole process from the Susan incident to Dale's entry into Grande.
Wes did not extend further and withdrew his gaze. As he said, the purpose of the reminder has been achieved. The main idea, if not extended, is simply understood as 'I will control my friend James, but it's not your turn to say a word'.
However, James did not appreciate the sincere friendship of 'my friend, I can only beat or scold me'. Typical James pushed Wes's hand away, "Why did you suddenly mention Chapman? Cha Does Puman know anything about this guy?" He asked unhappily, "Did he tell you something again and then not tell me?!!"
"Can you blame him for not wanting to tell you?" Wes rolled his eyes at James, "Everything will turn out like this when it comes to you!" He pointed back to the seat vacated by Zach in the back seat, "So yes !" Wes was probably beginning to get tired of this feeling of having to be James' nanny all the time, "If one day you can deal with these things rationally, huh, no one will be willing to tell you anything!"
James' cheeks twitched twice, stared at Wes for a moment, and turned to Dale, "So who are you! Why did you suddenly run to Grande! Why does our status as police detectives make you nervous!" There really doesn’t need to be much more to say about James’ detective intuition.
Dale stayed quiet. What else? Tell James the truth? For Susan's death, which had never entered the police system, to be exposed in the worst possible way
Due to Dale's silence, the atmosphere in the car instantly became countless times worse than when Zach was present.
"You'd better start talking!" James' eyes had begun to look cold, huh, even in the beginning of the interrogation... He was interrupted.
"Why do you still ask?" Wes shook his head in his seat, looking like he had completely given up on his friend, "Don't you know what kind of business Grande does, James? Well, think about it yourself. This guy is a new guy recruited by Old Hank. He belongs to Old Hank! James, you are not that stupid, are you? Don’t you know how the people at Old Hank treat Zach? Do you think that after Zach completely leaves Glen? Empress Germany, do you think there is still someone in Grandry who is willing to play detective games with you and protect Barton City? It’s time to grow up, James. This Dale Walker is just unlucky enough to be in this situation with Zach. He regretted his own way to the West. He's just another Hank now. You really don't know what the reason why he doesn't like the detective is? Uh, why ask? James? Why ask? "He continued to shake his head, as if he no longer wanted to speak.
After hearing what Wes said, James stopped looking at Dale, became unexpectedly quiet, and stared at the steering wheel in a daze.
Dale also listened to this quietly and looked at Wes in the rearview mirror, who was also looking at him. The two seemed to have an inexplicable tacit understanding, and they turned away and remained silent.
There probably won't be anything worthy of our attention happening in this car for a while. Just as it happened, Zach, who was running along the road, finally saw the man-made building.
"Fairy Hotel." The figure covered in white raised his hand and wiped the snow off his face. Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at the hotel in front of him. He didn't know what his inhuman perception found, and showed an indescribable smile. He jumped twice, shook off the snow on his body, stepped into the main entrance of the hotel, and looked at a pair of small eyes behind the front desk, "I need help. My friend and I's car broke down on the road."
"We only accept humans!" Those little eyes stared at Zach, "We don't welcome vampires! Leave!"
Next to a road with no access to the ground, there is a hotel owned by an alien race. interesting. Fun is what Zach wants, right~
"My friends are humans." Zach walked steadily to the front desk, "There are three of them~"
"Three?!" The little eyes lit up, but immediately they regained their vigilance and repulsion, "Friends? They are your mobile food, right! They must be the guys who don't have enough rice! It's not fun! We don't want it!"
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Yes, this is already a pair of bright little eyes in every gap in the indoor space, between the clock and the wall, between the seat and the floor, between the vending machine and the cabinet.
"Oh~" Zach leaned comfortably on the front desk, "Believe me, they are all energetic guys." He leaned forward slightly to see the full view of the owner of those small eyes.
The voice came from a different direction, and the little guy behind the front desk had already escaped, "I don't believe you!"
"How can I make you believe it?" Zach took out a bottle of his own snack jar, put it on the front desk, and unscrewed it, "Will this work?"
"Well..." The voices began to get mixed up, "Is that sheep blood?" "Why does this vampire carry sheep blood?" "I think he is telling us that his food is sheep blood, right?" "What do you mean? Then What?" "His friends are not his food?" "Why does it prove that his friends are not food if he brings sheep's blood?" "Otherwise, he already has friends, or three energetic friends, and he still has What's the sheep's blood for?" "I didn't understand, please say it again." "Well, he meant that this vampire obviously has fresh and delicious milk around him, so why would he drink disgusting and spoiled yogurt." "Oh. "
Zach had to interrupt, "Actually, sheep blood is not that bad..."
"We're debating whether or not to trust you, vampire! Don't interrupt!"
Zach made a gesture to shut up, turned his head and waited quietly.
It was a messy discussion again, and gradually a clear conclusion was reached. The behavior of carrying low-quality food with him when there is obviously good food around him can prove that this vampire is not lying.
The owners of this hotel are finally showing up. One pair, two pairs, three pairs... The little eyes disappeared into the gap where they used to be.
Zach searched back and forth and looked behind the counter. A twisted fat man was standing up slowly while holding on to the counter. Zach stretched out his hand, "Need some help?"
"Thank you." Several voices were mixed together, and then a significantly louder voice said, "I control the mouth, I speak!" A series of "Oh" responses.
Zach smiled and pulled up the fat man, "My friends are stuck in the middle of the road. You guys... do you have a tow truck? We need to pick them up."
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then twisted back behind the counter in front of Zach, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! The key is in the cabinet! The car is in the garage behind! Go get it yourself!"
"Won't you come with me?" Zach blinked. Looking for the little eyes that were talking to him again, these little guys whose scientific name is 'Lai Boken' dispersed very quickly.
"Our left foot died last year and we couldn't drive."
"Oh." Zach pursed his lips, "I'm sorry."
"No! Go pick up your friends! We want to play!"
Zach nodded and looked back with a smile before leaving, "At least, prepare some hot water, my friends will need a hot bath."
"No problem! Hot water! Do you have any other requirements?" Urgently.
"Well" Zach was thinking seriously, "Maybe hot food? You want them to keep their energy up, right?"
"Yes! Food! Hot! No problem! Is there more!!" More eagerly.
"Milk, you probably need to prepare it yourself."
"There are many!! Still! Are there any!!"
"No more." Zach smiled and disappeared.