1 Super syllabus questions
There is a theory that when people take long-distance transportation, they will be trapped in a high-speed moving closed space, and are forced to have different values, habits, and ideas from different places, classes, and environments. Getting along with the right people and rubbing them creates a special encounter. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
But theory is theory. If you meet the kind of person who is willing to pay three times the ticket price to ask you to leave your seat for the sake of sex, no matter how rich and wonderful your life story is, you will not be able to rub it out. anything.
So as the basis of this story, we could have read a passerby's life story as the beginning, but this passerby was 'invited' away by Wes. What we are left with are two familiar faces and one. So far, we are all A man with glasses whose name I don’t know.
"Do you want to play a game?" Wes pulled out a deck of cards and looked at James, who had been looking out the window for two or three hours. "Blackjack? Guess the size?..." Wes was listing various games. . His thoughts were simple, and he needed James to communicate with him. James's silent state worried his friend.
"He doesn't know how to play cards." The man with glasses turned over a page of the book in his hand. "When Dell decided to kill the hostages, he used cards to decide who to kill."
Weiss's face wrinkled into a rag, and he glared at the bespectacled man, "Remind us, why are you following us back to Barton??" If Wes could, Wes would definitely pay the bespectacled man to leave, but his The bid was already ten times the ticket price, but the man with glasses refused to agree.
"I want to see Zachary Toredo." The bespectacled man took his eyes off the book in his hand, pushed up his glasses, and answered Wes' question seriously, "I want to see him. Just one meeting."
Wes twitched his lips, not wanting to look at the man with glasses, and put away the poker. The one with a blue vein popping out of his forehead was continuing to rack his brains for activities that would allow James to interact.
As for James, he kept looking out the window. At the same time, countless blurry things were left behind the train at high speed, and the focus of the line of sight was lost.
Take advantage of this temporary silence to observe James. He has obviously lost weight. Being kidnapped for more than half a month is obviously not a healthy lifestyle, so it is understandable. In addition, his face is not very pretty, not to mention the dark circles under his eyes, the bridge of his nose is crooked, and there is a dark red lump in the middle of his face, which just divides his entire face, giving people There was an inexplicable sense of separation, as if his mind would separate from his body at any time and run away.
There were bruises on the exposed neck and wrists, marks left by being restrained. It might be better if James was in a relaxed state, but he seemed to be looking at the scenery in a tense state. Both the clenched fists and the swollen meridians on the side of his neck confirmed this. It gives people the feeling that it will explode at any time.
Wes was really worried.
"I'm sorry!" Wes suddenly reached out and held down James' clenched fist, "If I hadn't left you during Vega, you wouldn't have been tied up by Dell..."
James retracted his fist and said nothing.
Wes's attempt failed again, but he hasn't given up yet. He knows that a topic will definitely attract James' attention. "It's all Zach's fault!" Don't take it seriously. What Wes wants now is just to get James to talk, so now What he said does not represent Wes's true opinion of Zach, "If Zach hadn't been so troublesome that that person (tough guy) found me, I would not have left your side..."
Sure enough, James reacted and looked out the window with focus. However, before James could speak, the man with glasses jumped in first, "No matter what the reason is, I believe Zachary Torredo must have good intentions..."
Wes was really angry now and glared at the man with glasses, "Can you stop saying 'Zachary Toledo'! You keep saying his full name as if it makes sense! It doesn't! He doesn't even I care about your name! So! Stop talking about him!" You can see that Wes doesn't know what he is angry about. He is just angry to fight whoever he catches.
The man with glasses moved his lips and silently turned the pages of the book in his hand.
Wes clicked his tongue irritably and looked back at James. It's great, after being interrupted by the man with glasses, James' condition returned to its original state.
But at least Wes found his way, "You were kidnapped in his villa! So it's Zach's fault!" Wes stared at James' face closely, not prepared to miss a change, "Dale is also his employee! He should keep an eye on his employees!" James did react, the focus appeared, and the intensity of his fists seemed to have changed. Wes kept up his efforts, "After I go back this time, I won't stand on his side anymore! It’s completely on your side! James! Let’s find Zac for an explanation together! Let him apologize! Let him make amends…”
"Your brother is dead." James spoke, but it was not Wes. After moving away from the window, his eyes fell directly on the man with glasses looking down at the book. "Don't you have anything to do?" The voice was It was an incomprehensible calm, a bit hoarse.
The bespectacled man seemed unprepared to be suddenly questioned by James. He was stunned for a moment, then closed the book in his hand slightly nervously, and looked at James with a serious look on his face. Of course, he also tried to ignore Weiss's shooting. The reason for the murderous sight coming over. "It was Dale Walker who died, not my brother. My brother ran away from home when I was a teenager. I didn't know Dale Walker." At the end of the sentence, the man with eyes lowered his head.
Wes also tried, adding in the conversation that emerged when he finally pried James's mouth open, "Your father's people (the military) are handling that, and Oz will be staying for a while to help. So and all the rest." Collateral damage'..." Kate said to Zach on the phone, wasn't it? Someone died, a civilian, "Same, they will take care of everything. Him." Pointed to the man with glasses irritably, "He can't do anything he wants to do. "
James' emotionless eyes fell on the book put down by the man with glasses, "Cain of God's Punishment", "I saw the soldiers sealing Dale's body." There was a pause, but other than that, there was no further information. Clues to James' emotions at this time, "shipped away with all the 'collateral damage', where?"
"I, I don't know. Funeral home?" Wes shook his head irritably, feeling that this topic was not suitable to continue what we knew about the relationship between James and his father, General Lance, haha... Wes was about to change the topic. , "Speaking of the funeral home, why don't we go directly to Grande! Find Zach and ask him to compensate..."
"Is Dale's Earthbinder in this book?" James was still staring at the book. "I remember hearing Oz ask you to burn this book."
The air was quiet.
Because, who can answer that? Including James who asked the question, there are only three humans sitting here. A book placed between the three of them is whether it is the last connection of a certain earth-bound spirit in this world. This kind of question is beyond the scope.
2 flies
It’s five seconds to four o’clock in the morning.
In the darkness, Zach sat on the edge of the desk with only a blanket around his waist and his hand on the receiver. five four three two one. The moment the ring rang, Zach answered the phone and heard the meaningless curses on the receiver. He put the receiver aside, hugged his shoulders and looked at the clock, waiting for the ten minutes of interruption to pass.
It has become a habit~ It happened to be the intermission for the two Toledos of Grande to 'exchange blood' all night long. Zach can stretch a bit, and Louise can go to the basement to get some 'late night snacks'~
There is a hint of coolness in the air... No, it's a heavy coolness. Although winter is fading, it is obviously the same as everything in this world. Even if we leave, we will leave with ink, drag and reluctance. It's not that vampires mind anything. Putting aside personal preferences, vampires look the same in any environment.
Instead, Zach felt a little happy that the numbness caused by the temperature was fading from his skin. Zach raised his fingers and played with his, uh, chest in boredom...
Don't blame Zach for choosing an inexplicable time to be narcissistic about his body, but Zach regretted that he rashly talked to the last person who cursed at four in the morning. As I said before, the last guy's scolding was very creative. When I was offended, I felt a sense of expectation to see what other ridiculous and evil words that guy could say.
But now this guy who has nothing to say other than repeating 'x you, x your whole family' on the phone is really boring.
Here comes the fun
Zach was missing the curse he had had before. It was... not specific. Anyway, when Zach was bored, there was a change of tone in the receiver on his desk. That was the end of "x your whole family" 'After this change of tone, it turned into a violent collision, followed by a miserable howl.
Zach's hand stopped in mid-air, he was stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at the receiver.
"Please! Don't kill me!!"
Zach raised his eyebrows and stared at the receiver where the voice came from.
"Don't, don't, ah!!!"
Zach's raised eyebrow turned into a frown, because the howling was so penetrating that it was harsh in the quiet dark environment. Although it's probably impossible, if he wakes up a girl from Grande, like Maya, then... Zach picked up the receiver.
"I have a family!! Don't, don't! I have a kid!!"
Zach picked up the receiver and did not speak, because no matter what happened on the other side of the receiver, it was not meant for him. Even if Zach spoke, no one would reply.
"Don't!! My child is human!! He needs me! Don't kill me!!"
Zach's frown deepened. Because this sentence is really... strange.
Zach heard the sound of cutting and then everything was quiet.
Louise came up from the basement, carrying two wine bottles in her hands. She originally came just to say hello to Zach, who was waiting for the phone call to end. "It's the last two bottles. Sires forgot to replenish blood again..." Seeing that Zach was The one holding the receiver asked, "What's wrong?"
Zach made a shushing gesture to Louise and stretched out the receiver in front of him.
Louise moved closer and listened to the sound on the receiver with Zach.
The receiver over there seemed to be picked up after it was vacant, and Zach and Louise heard the sound of breathing at the same time.
Zach and Louise looked at each other, and Zach spoke, "Hello?"
Bang, it’s hung up over there.
Zach looked at the time, it was only four-thirty-three. Louise also looked at the time, and it was still early than the ten minutes she was used to, so she was confused, "What's going on?"
"I think..." Zach put down the phone and organized his words, "The alien hired by Root to scold me was killed."
Louise blinked, "Sorry, say it again?"
"You heard me." Zach curled his lips and tilted his head to look at the phone that had been put down. "And I just heard the entire process of his murder."
"Oh." Louise's face looked like she accidentally ate a fly, "That's really uncomfortable."
Louise is right. As you can imagine, it makes people uncomfortable.
The two vampires stared at each other in the dark for a while, and it was Louise who said, "Well, should we, um, call the police?"
"From Vega City?" Zach pursed his lips, "The police in the west don't like vampires." No more explanation, let's look back in detail to Zach in the 200-year-old villa, and Nick about the order defender police, and privileges Discussion of class vampires. Zach waved his hand, "I don't know the police phone number in Vega City either."
The two vampires started looking at each other again.
In fact, they are all waiting for the other party to say, "Just pretend it didn't happen." But this is what happens if you accidentally eat a fly, isn't it? You can't really convince yourself that nothing happened!
So neither of them said anything. Finally, Zach picked up the receiver and said, "I should call Root." He curled his lips and said, "Let him know that someone else is going to scold me." Uh, sin. ah.
"Wait a minute." Louise held down Zach's hand, "What if..." Louise blinked, "What if this is Lutresembra's new way of torturing you? Deliberately letting you hear it. I can't do anything to murder you, just to disgust you?"
Zach opened his mouth, opened his mouth for a long time, and then said, "That is, sincerely, sincerely, extremely smart, and completely...evil."
Louise was not prepared to give Root such a high evaluation and curled her lips, "If you made the call and played into his hands, he would have succeeded. He will know that you care and he will continue to torture you in this way in the future. you."
Zach pinched the receiver he had picked up, his face twisted a little, "He has succeeded, now I don't know whether he is torturing me or I am torturing myself."
Louise pressed the receiver back, "We will know at four o'clock tomorrow morning. If someone else calls, then we will know that it has nothing to do with us anyway."
This is correct logic. Regardless of whether the murder is real or not, having someone else scold Zak means that Root at least handled the, uh, situation.
Zach nodded and took the bottle handed over by Louise, and the two vampires walked out of the office in a slightly inexplicable atmosphere.
Blood exchange? Forget it, I just ate a fly and am not in the mood.
"You said Siris went to replenish blood?"
"Well." Louise was not in the mood, "How about we go? I don't know if Sires will come to work today. The project at the new port has recruited almost all the farmers in the South District who are on winter break. ”
"Really?" The two vampires started chatting, "Falcon's project in the new port was forced to this point by Fiona?"
"Yeah, didn't you read the newspaper yesterday? That's right. It's impossible for the Falcon family to announce this kind of thing on the social page. Haha, on the advertising page, didn't you see the advertisement for worker recruitment?"
"Well, I haven't seen the advertising version."
"That's right. It's impossible for the Falcon family to announce this kind of thing on the social media. They will only hide it in the advertising page. You should take a look. There are many interesting things in the advertising page."
"Really? Like?"
"For example... some of Becky's nightclubs are recruiting dancers, specifying that only Indians and Republicans are required~"
"Wow, that's really interesting~"
Don't judge, after eating a fly, everything is good.