Barton North Police Station. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
James sat at his desk, but kept his eyes on Wes across from him.
"I can feel your breathing." Wes was doing paperwork. After closing a document, he glanced at James with a look of discomfort on his face, "Your breath stinks!"
"Eggs," James answered. "Breakfast."
Weiss looked through the new files and said helplessly, "What do you want."
"I want to get out, get out of the police station." James continued to stare at Wes.
"Then go out." Wes glanced at James' desk. In front of James was an almost tattered graffiti. James was pretending to be working, and he didn't know who he was pretending to see.
"I can only go out when you go out. We are partners and we work together. Have you forgotten?"
Wes twitched his lips, "I won't show you these documents."
James explained to Zach yesterday why he returned to Grande early. Remember, Wes thought James was causing trouble.
Wes curled his lips, "I'm not in the mood to argue with you about the cooperation between our police and the Smith family."
"What I mean when you're not in the mood is that you know it's bullshit for the police to cooperate with criminals." James was really rude in his words. Everyone can understand that the criminals James mentioned refer to the Smith family.
Wes glanced at James, "Look!" lowered his voice, "This is where you are unreasonable! We are the police! We investigate cases! We collect evidence, and then we rely on the evidence to determine who is the criminal! Not at the beginning Just..." Emphasis added, "Decide! Who is the criminal!"
James' eyes drifted away, "Humph, I haven't decided, I just know that Smith is a criminal." He continued the graffiti in front of the screen, "What documents are you working on?" He asked as if casually, and answered by himself, " It's the dirty transaction accounts carried out in Lydia Smith's underground club. Evidence of crime. You are eliminating that evidence." James snorted again, "Humph, because you signed an agreement with a criminal."
Now everyone knows what kind of chaos James is causing.
Weiss' hand holding the pen turned into a fist, "Lance! If you don't help, forget it! There's no need to make sarcastic comments there!"
"I want to help." James instantly threw away the graffiti in front of him, "Give me a document." This change...
"No!" Wes twitched his lips, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do! You plan to back up these records and save them to become the handle of the Smith family in the future!"
Keep up.
James stared at Wes, "You're overthinking."
"I didn't think too much." Wes also glanced at James, "You know very well that the future of the Smith family is Lydia Smith and the Rimmer clan! Now the Smith family has been cleared through the drug pilot in the asylum. And the dirty information in these underground clubs is the bargaining chip you can use to restrain Rimmer in the future!" Weiss's cheek twitched and he added, "When you become the master of this city!"
James was quiet for three seconds, "Wes, am I just such a manipulative villain in my heart!"
"You are!" Wes stared at James unceremoniously, "And you are really a 'villain'!" There was actually a disappointed tone, "Grow up, James! Now I have these things in my hands You can't touch the Rimmer clan at all! Such childish 'playing tricks' can only be thought up by a stubborn guy like you! So don't think that you are a 'master of conspiracy'! You are just a baby! We are in the west I was an ignorant baby who was surrounded by alien races but didn’t have any consciousness at all!!”
James frowned. He clearly felt the... contempt in Weiss's words, "I'm not a baby."
Weiss shook his head and continued working on the documents in front of him.
The atmosphere in front of the desk was quiet for a while, and James threw a piece of paper to Wes... Tianling, "Don't talk only half the words, tell me why the black material in this club can't threaten Rimmer in the future. "
Wes looked up speechlessly and looked at James, "Are you so funny that you don't insist on your image of not playing tricks?"
"You broke my heart." James threw another piece of paper over, "What more image do I need."
"Tsk. You don't have to sound so disgusting!" Wes pursed his lips and let out a long breath, "Okay!" He paid attention to his surroundings. It was just a formality. No one in the police station paid attention to these two guys at the moment. He will explain later. . Now, focus on Weiss' explanation, "Let me ask you, even if you get the 'evidence' of these club transactions, how are you going to restrain Rimmer in the future?"
"I will have a reason to shut down an illegal industry in Rimmer." James really thought about this 'means' seriously.
"Are you going to put Lydia Smith in jail?" Wes asked.
James almost instinctively said, "No! She's a Rimmer!"
"What's the point?" Wes continued.
"The meaning is that I can teach her a lesson!" James frowned.
"What class?" The real question came later, "Rimmer needs to abide by the law?"
"Of course! The... creatures in this city, no matter what they are, must abide by the law!"
"Law without punishment. Perfect."
"What is no punishment? I closed one of her properties."
Weiss shook her head speechlessly, "She doesn't know the industry she owns even if she doesn't die in this place. That's great, James."
James stared at his fist on the table, "Okay, I understand, this club is not important to Rimmer."
"It's not a question of whether it's important or not! James! You still haven't..." Wes seemed a little irritated, "Realize! What's not important is the law!" Wes said something rebellious, and at the same time, he leaned forward, Staring at James, "If you want to 'play tricks' with aliens! Tools, not laws! This is why you are a 'baby'! Your thinking is still stuck on what you think is absolute 'justice' !" Wes actually reached across the two tables and pinched James' chin, "It doesn't matter if you have any evidence of crime, you can wave your police badge to call for justice! Grow up! James! When you become As the master of this city! The methods you use to control these alien races are definitely not legal! So, don’t think about the black accounts of this club! I am just helping you block these useless things!"
After finishing speaking, Wes sat back down, regardless of whether James, who was in a daze, understood or not.
James... got it. It was quiet for about three minutes, "How does the Sabbat control alien races?" This is not a question, it is a self-answer, "It is 'slavery', it is the rule of the Sabbat, not only alien races, but also humans. Humans are because they have mastered the cheap Entrusted by aliens and willing to be ruled by Sabbat vampires, aliens are just slaves of all living things. The rule of the west is a dictatorship that combines human politics and alien politics... "Is James analyzing the social nature of the west? Let it be, he's in a special place right now.
"The Sabbat's method... is failing, and the emergence of sociopaths is evidence of their failure. Moreover, this method is of no use to Barton... and is of no use to any region except the west. Therefore, other cities in the Federation have foreign lords. "James' special state continues, "The former lords in the middle were a secret alliance. Just like the stories Zach occasionally told, he appeared in various historical events of humans, alien races, and eras to guide and promote the development of history. Towards…”
James lowered his head, "It's useless against Barton. The Secret Alliance failed. About a hundred years ago, when Toledo adapted to the times but was exterminated, this method was no longer useful."
Wes glanced at James, probably worried about where James' words would lead.
"Alien lords who do not adapt to the human era are not the solution." James shook his head. "The former Newton Demon is proof that alien lords tried to control human cities, but they did not have the system that the Sabbat had established in four centuries. In the end they almost destroyed Newton."
I have to give James a thumbs up, this summary... is good.
"Anthony..." James looked up, his eyes unfocused, "How did you do it?"
Wes took a moment to respond before saying, "Are you asking me?"
James nodded.
"Then my answer is very simple, Zach!" Wes answered, very simply, "All the alien races of Zach Barton, all alien races (emphasis added)! They are all 'related'! No matter old or new! No matter..." Soft-spoken For a moment, "God is still a kid! No matter what camp he belongs to! With Zach, Anthony has everything!"
The corner of James' mouth twitched, "Then how did Anthony 'get' Zach?"
"I picked it up." Wes twitched the corner of his mouth, "Or on the other hand, he picked it up like you."
James looked away, not wanting to respond to Wes's 'joke', seriously, "In the beginning, at least when I got to Barton, Anthony was the protector of Zach's identity. With Anthony here, Zach's last tori The more identities you have, the safer you are." James frowned, "Zach and Barton's indigenous aliens also have an agreement on keeping his identity confidential."
"So this is the method you really need." Wes felt that the conclusion has come out, "You need to find such a 'person', you can protect 'him', and then 'he' can 'suppress' all the aliens in Barton .”
James looked at Wes again, "Do you have anyone to nominate?"
"Tsk. I'm not your prime minister." So direct.
James tilted his lips and turned his head, not knowing where his eyes were focused.
Wes finished processing another document, stretched his body, took a new one, and continued...
"It's true what I said before that I wanted to go to the police station. I can't waste time in the police station now." James threw another piece of paper at Wes, "Can you help the Smith family eliminate the evidence tomorrow?"
Weiss looked up speechlessly, "Go by yourself!"
"We are partners. In the eyes of others, we need to act together." James pursed his lips. "'Others' refers to people in the police station. I don't want Darcy to give me another partner."
"Uh." Wes stretched out his hand and waved around, "Look around, no one is looking at us!"
"Someone's watching us." James suddenly prepared, and before Wes could react, he grabbed a document on Wes' desk and flipped through it, pretending to be working.
Weiss glanced at the person coming over unhappily and wanted to lose his temper, but after finding out it was Chapman, he suppressed his emotions and greeted someone, "Chapman. Morning."
"Morning, Detective. You might want to take a look at this." Chapman handed over a report.
Weiss opened it and glanced at it, "Autopsy? Whose?" He frowned, "Where was the body found again?"
"Those are not important." Chapman glanced at James, but had no intention of speaking to James. He continued to talk to Weiss, "Cause of death." Pointing to the report.
"Suffocation." Weiss frowned, "It's the same cause of death as the two people in Lydia Club."
"It's exactly the same." Chapman pointed to the detailed description. "There is no trauma, and the internal organs of the body are healthy and normal. At least they were normal before, but the low oxygen content in the blood caused the lungs to be paralyzed and then the whole body functions. Stop. Death from suffocation. This is just one of them. Several bodies found yesterday were all caused by this cause of death."
"The body was found yesterday? Which team was responsible? Have the identities been confirmed?"
Chapman only answered the last question, "Outlanders, like your two dead men, all used false identities in Barton."
"What about your true identity??"
Chapman pursed his lips and said, "Like those two of yours, I have no clue at all."
Before Weiss was irritated by the meaning of this answer, Chapman spoke first, "I think this should be related to your case. Do you want me to go through the formalities and transfer it to you?"
Before Wes had time to interrupt, James had already stood up, "Yes. Where did you find the body? Wes and I went over to take a look."
"We..." Chapman frowned, "We didn't find the body. It was brought here. Yesterday afternoon, you were not here. Director Darcy ordered a few people to check a van in the garage. The body was in the car. "
"Wait a minute, is everyone busy with this?" Wes looked around the police station where few people were present, "Why weren't Detective Lance and I notified?"
Chapman also looked around, and then still lowered his voice, very low, so low that James and Wes had to stand in front of him to hear, "The director didn't tell anyone why he suddenly ordered someone to check that place." car, but I know who ordered him to check it."
These words have revealed the truth
"Order him? Who can order him?" James asked.
"Hamilton Lesembre," was Chapman's reply.
James looked at Weiss, "Hamilton was fooled by Zach into investigating the 'disappearance' case of the mayor's secretary."
"Uh..." Wes obviously knew this information for the first time, "Forget it, I don't need to know." Self-aware, he said to Chapman, "Don't let it pass to me." Then he looked at James, "I'd better focus on removing the illegal black material of the Smith family." This is obviously a mockery. Mocking himself, mocking James.
Chapman nodded, but when he was about to leave, he was pulled by Weiss, "If you have any news, let me know, in private."
Chapman nodded again, "I know your address." He just showed that he had the ability to notify Weiss privately.
Weiss said, "Uh, don't be at my house. Just make an appointment with me when you have news."
Chapman said nothing, nodded again, and left.
But James said, "Why don't you let Chapman go to your house? Is there anything hidden in your house?" James' tone was deliberately probing. Don't ask why.
"It's none of your business." He replied very coldly. At the same time, Weiss sorted out the documents on the table, "Don't you want to go out? Come on, let's go out."
James twitched the corner of his mouth, "You want to know what I'm going to do."
"Unlike you, I respect other people's a**." Good answer, "You drive, drop me off at Parker Elementary School, Eve is there. Then you can do whatever you want."
To all those who disrespect James**, James is going to find Madison, a small hardship on the pilgrimage~