After Zach finished answering the phone in the office, he went down to the back porch and sat on the bench waiting for Sires to come. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
Cyrus came, "James took the mill work report." Well, forget it. Although he just said that the thing that Siris should bring was not in his hand, he still did not come empty-handed. He picked up two jars and said, "These are prepared for you..."
Zach glanced at the red color on the edge of the bottle, "Blood?"
"Well. It's been almost more than a week, and Lesembula's ancestors should have arrived in Barton." Sires pursed his lips, "We all know that it is inconvenient for you to prepare human blood." You know, who wants to prick him? Ke and the mayor are friends, "This is prepared by Nenad." The bottle in his left hand, "This is prepared by Nenad on behalf of Hamilton."
"Thank you?" This weird tone meant that Zach knew that there was no need to thank him. "Put it in the basement." But Nenad was really thoughtful. Even when Hamilton no longer took care of the Sabbat affairs, he actually remembered to give it to Hamid. Let’s call each other~
Sires went to put things away. Zach, who had no manuscript to read, knew it was time to go back and stare in the mirror... Old Hank rushed over with an angry look on his face.
The mirror would not disappear, so Zach adjusted his sitting position and waited for Old Hank to approach.
Before Old Hank could speak, "What did I do wrong again?" Zach expressed his attitude first.
Old Hank was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You didn't do anything wrong! But what did the person you sent out do!" Pointing to the living area behind him, "Evan just called his old partner! Show him off Now there are so many people who can call the shots!!”
"Wanting wind and rain?" Zach asked. Just casually, don't really care.
Of course, Old Hank knew that Zach didn't care, so he didn't answer, but stared at Zach, "Deal with him!"
Zach looked at Old Hank expressionlessly, "You mean, solve him in the same way as to solve him?"
"I don't care how you understand it! Anyway, I don't want my men to be affected by a useless person who has been thrown out of Grande! If you don't do it, I will do it! And I only know one way to deal with people!"
Zach continued to look at Old Hank, and the wrinkles on his forehead appeared little by little, which was the result of his eyebrows stretching upward. Zach raised his hand and placed it on Old Hank's chest. The movement was so sudden that Old Hank didn't react. Continuing not to let Old Hank react, Zach spoke, "What drugs are you taking?" Remember, Old Hank was exercising and using auxiliary drugs, "Are there any extreme mental side effects?"
Old Hank reacted and slapped Zach's hand away, "Don't touch me!"
"Don't touch." Zach put away the expression on his face and waved his hand, "I will solve it." Finally, give old Hank a piece of advice, "You understand that your body is no longer suitable for certain things." For example, forced strength training , such as using drugs, "You also understand that you don't need to do this. The people of Grande cannot escape Grande's control, so you don't need to be so...hard."
Old Hank stared at Zach for a while, snorted and went back to the living area.
Zach was also ready to go up and look in the mirror again.
"Nenad has something else for me to tell you." Sires.
Zach sat back and said, "What's the matter?" Again, the mirror won't go away.
"You didn't go to the Allen Funeral Home yesterday. He happened to go to the North District with Allen." Sires looked relaxed, probably because what he was going to say was a relaxing theme, "It was the Ford Funeral Home that invited them there. There was a meeting about cremation, so I didn't call you." Cyrus looked at Zach apologetically, "Madison is going. He also told me that you must read his work report today and write it all down." As a result, he was snatched away by James. Tsk.
Zach waved his hand and said he didn't blame Sires, "That's all you say, it's the same thing anyway."
Siris nodded, "Ford wants to bring Mo Mill and Allen together to engage in funeral industry security. If the three of them negotiate terms with the security company together, they can get a lot of discount in terms of price."
Zach was a little curious, "Why?" What Zach asked was naturally not a discount, and there was no need for a reason to save money. Zach was asking why Ford suddenly wanted security.
"Nenad told me that Ford was a little stimulated." Siris curled his lips, "Recently, there are a lot of undertakers from the west asking us about Barton's funeral industry model."
We know this. When Zach was in Vega, he did leave a lot of information for Vega's undertakers to refer to, but after all, it was only information owned by Grande. The alien group of undertakers in the west also understood very well. They want to transform their careers, but they must not just look at Grande run by Zach. That would be self-destructive.
Don’t you all know what Grande is like, which only operates in the funeral industry? Yes, it was the way it was before this story began. It was impossible to survive without government subsidies. We all know how Grande came to be 'alive', and it was Zach who started taking on commissions from West Enders.
Question, can the aliens in the west rely on human commissions to support their careers? Don’t forget that Lily on the top floor is only worth a family bucket. so:
The funeral industry in the west does not have the special environmental advantages of Zach in Barton, so it must seriously learn from people who are really running the funeral industry, such as Ford.
Sires continued, "Ford was also asking about the situation in the west. It turns out that the security plans of the western funeral industry are all in accordance with Grande's specifications..." Sires pointed at Zach, meaning Grande here, the mill was Abandoned, "Made."
Zach thought for a moment, "No problem, right? The meaning of privatization is that the funeral industry is a private industry, and you should spend more money to protect your own industry."
"That's right." Siris nodded, "Ford is uncomfortable with this. Do you remember the previous incident where the fuel for cremation was stolen? Except for the funeral industry itself, no one will help. You can only rely on yourself."
Zach smiled. Speaking of the fuel theft in the past, hehe, this kind of thing has something to do with God (the Republican God next to Papa Midnight, Pucci), no amount of security is useless, but Ford does not want to be used by the descendants of the West. The newcomer's desire to compete is worthy of support, "This is good, so what was their discussion yesterday? Have you decided which security company to use?"
"If you use the competition method of a security company to lower the price, you must choose Aix." Siris shook his head with some confusion, "Ford hopes so. I actually don't understand what Nenad said at this time."
Zach helped Siris clear up the confusion, "It means that my security company here is Saidir. If burial is regarded as half of Barton's funeral industry, the other half of cremation goes to Saidir's competing company Aix. It’s more conducive to price negotiation. Aix Company will take the initiative to make price concessions for market share.”
"Oh." Sires seemed to understand and continued, "But Nenad and Allen definitely don't want to use Ax. Because the Falcon family matter has not been decided yet." He looked at Zach apologetically. , "I don't quite understand either."
"Well." Zach pursed his lips, feeling helpless, "Because Fiona of the Falcon family is obviously fighting for power with her husband, Mr. Falcon. You have been involved in several recent events, haven't you? Projects at the South End Port.”
Siris opened his eyes and understood, "It's still unclear who Aix Company's loyalty belongs to. After all, Allen Funeral is the Sabbat's only office in the east, and they don't want to get involved in the Falcon family's internal troubles. ."
Zach nodded and glanced at Siris. To be honest, Siris is not stupid. When he was still a human farmer, Zach's impression of him was that he was... upright. It's not the kind of torture.
Wait a minute, it's not that Zach suddenly wants to evaluate the people around him, but that Zach is wondering why this kind of easy-to-understand question is still being asked to himself now? ? Didn't he ask when Nenad told him? Tsk, Nenad is his 'father'.
Sires didn't know what Zach was thinking when he looked at him, so he thought it was a courtesy and looked back at Zach, "Allen Funeral doesn't want Aix security, and Madison personally thinks that if the mill hires Saidil for security, If you do, this expenditure can be calculated on your account, and the mill does not have to spend it separately, so Madison is determined to choose Sadier."
This... needs no explanation.
The two pairs of eyes looking at each other smiled helplessly, both understood, and turned away. Zach sighed, "Poor Ford."
Sires nodded in agreement, and then he looked apologetic again on his face, looking back at Zach, "Then I came back to you for things that didn't need to bother you."
Zach raised the corners of his lips, "Let me guess, Ford, Mill, and Allen voted to decide who would negotiate this big deal with Sadier Security."
Siris nodded, "Full vote, you."
"Okay." Zach shrugged. Push it down? Does it need to be reiterated how much care Grande received from Ford? There was no way Zach could do that to Ford.
After Siris finished speaking, he stood up.
Zach also stood up. Let's settle this matter first. He patted Siris and said, "Do you want to go around the North District? Come with me." He sent out an invitation.
Sires was stunned for a moment, "Are you going to take me to talk? Aren't you going to take Louise?"
Louise, who was accompanying Alice to breakfast in the restaurant: "I don't want to go out with him. I would like to suggest Siris, don't drive and walk."
upright. After being stunned for a moment, Siris lowered his voice and asked, "Why?"
Zach glanced in the direction of the restaurant speechlessly and answered, "Because there are mirrors on the car." He waved his hands, not intending to continue the topic, "Let's go."
Zach had already started to take steps, so Siris followed.
Does anyone want to see a scene where two vampires walk for hours, does anyone? ? Well!
They're going, they're going, they're going... repeat until the moment you regret watching this thing.
And rational people, follow me and we'll go see James.
Yes, James who snatched the mill work report containing the manuscript of the Vega incident. He is now at the North District Police Station.
Does the work report that should have been reviewed by Zach himself need to be repeated? No need, just think of what Siris said as Madison's twisting writing style.
Where is the manuscript of the Vega incident? No need. The content of Logan's phone call was clear enough. Whether it's the progress of Logan and Lily, or Logan's own feelings about the aliens in the west. That's why some old woman with a cat who adamantly doesn't believe she's a god wrote about the Vega incident, isn't it? Black Cat said that this story was used to express her dissatisfaction. She deliberately chose a city far in the west to construct this story. She wanted to tell Madison how absurd the reality created by Madison was.
Since there is no need to review these two things, what should we see James do
Look at the... 'person' that James is facing now with a gloomy face.
Everyone in the police station remained as evasive as possible, including James' partner Wes. The avoidance of others is...submission to the powerful. The reason why Wes is hiding
This 'person' is the long-lost Mr. Bishop.
He looked flushed, "So this is how everyone behaves when a powerful man walks into the room." Looking at James, "Do you know how everyone behaves when a powerful woman walks into the room?"
James stared at 'Mr. Bishop' in front of him, "Are you talking about yourself, Evil Spirit Sher!"
No one dared to get close, so why should James pay attention to his words
'Bishop' smiled, "I am. The answer is, to be questioned, endless questions~" He looked around with a look of enjoyment, "I fell in love with this feeling, I should do it more in the future~"
The corners of James' eyes twitched.
"Haha, don't worry, the duration and frequency are both limited~" I don't know whether the words are supposed to have such a sinister tone, or whether it is a woman's soul that controls the man's body after all. These words make people listen. It felt uncomfortable, "I don't have much time, we'd better start talking about business, I still have people waiting for me at home."
"what do you want!"
"It's very simple. I want to inquire about the whereabouts of a criminal you handled..."
James didn't even finish listening, and the corner of his mouth was twitching, "Going directly to the police station and asking me is what you call pleading?!"
"Too direct?" 'Bishop' smiled, "Like I said, I don't have much time~" Ignoring James' cheek that continued to twitch, "Not long ago, something happened in a small bar near your police station. Burglary and Murder…”
Before he finished speaking, James said: "Joe?!"
"Oh, remember, this is convenient. Where is the murderer?"
"What are you going to do!"
"My new toy said that if I help him find this guy, he can play with me as he pleases~" 'Bishop' seemed to be already thinking about the content of 'playing', with a face full of... lust...
James' face darkened "You mean Evan?!"
"Yes~ Zach gave it to me, how did you know... Ha, I almost forgot, the Rimmers said you have been living in Grande~ Of course you know~"
James's face continued to darken, "What are you going to do to find the murderer?!"
"Haha~ you don't want to know~ Detective~"
James stood up quickly and slapped the table, "I won't tell you either! Mr. Bishop!" The voice was loud, "You said you don't have much time? What a pity! I have a lot of time!" Staring at 'Bishop' A statue with a black face.
Tsk. Who wants to see a blackface statue! Dispersed.