James has a problem with how Zach 'handles' father-son issues? No, he didn't, he had a problem with his own. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
But it is not just a father-son issue, there is also a girlfriend Kate. After all, James is just a poor guy caught between his father and his girlfriend.
Zach also had his moments being caught between his girlfriend and his father. Louise just questioned Zach's method of killing his father's only relic, didn't she
However, Zach seems to have turned every crisis into his own advantage and solved everything. Look~two vampires hugging each other in the basement. Zach’s hunger and thirst problem should also be solved naturally...
Looking at James, nothing has been solved, so Zach shouldn't think that everything will go as planned!
"You killed your father!! The one who gave you everything!! The one who allowed you to stand here!! How can this be better?!!"
James' goal was achieved. Raising her head, which had been buried in Zach's arms, Louise looked at James with a strange expression, sighed in an anthropomorphic manner, and patted Zach on the shoulder, "James needs help."
Zach still said the same thing, "Can't help." Looking back at James, he held Louise's hand and was not ready to let Louise leave, "Be more conscious, detective." What do you mean? James, get out!
Louise turned her back, held Zach's hand on her waist, and took it away helplessly, "He won't realize it." She looked at Zach helplessly, "We have plenty of time."
Zach and Louise's hands struggled for a while, and finally, the two vampires distanced themselves from each other. Zach put on a look of dissatisfaction and pressed towards James, "Let's go, office."
James rushed ahead.
In the office. Zach held the wine glass, preparing to use food to relieve his depression, "Let's talk."
say what? The content of Kate’s previous phone calls
Well, if you have anything to say, it’s not like Zach didn’t hear it.
But James had to repeat it for his own sake, "Kate has collected evidence of her father's illegal military operations in the federal territory, and she wants to come back and expose her father."
What a smart reporter~ Make full use of your professional characteristics.
Zach's words were simple, "What do you need." Looking at James' twisted face from the red wine glass, Zach was already familiar with every movement of James' facial muscles. If you look at it this way, you can add some thought.
"What do I need?? What can I need?!"
"Didn't you learn something from me?" Zach shook the wine glass, making the distorted James' face wander even more, "There is no such thing as everyone's happiness, you have to choose, then, what do you choose? Your father, or your girlfriend."
Learn from Zach? What to learn, cold-bloodedness or selective memory, uh, or... hunger. James pushed away the wine glass swinging in front of his face, "I don't want Kate to be persecuted by my father! I don't want my father to be destroyed by Kate!"
Zach managed to hold the wine glass steady without spilling a drop of red, took a sip, and said a simple imperative, "Choose one."
"I just said I don't want to choose!"
Zach answered extremely quickly, "Don't even think about it. Follow me and do it." He continued to put the wine glass in front of James, and shook it twice to stir the red.
"Imitate you? Kill your own father?!" James in the cup, his eyes were blood red and big~
"No, it's to eliminate the party standing in front of you that directly threatens you." Zach said this. "For me, it was Craig who put my father's eyes in front of me. I didn't think about it. I let my feelings control my body and acted directly." The James in the glass was so ugly that Zach put down the glass, "Maybe like me, you will also get that sense of relaxation. 'Okay, that's it. The feeling of having solved something."
James' face hardened. It seemed that every muscle in the face was tense at the same time to achieve the result. The evidence was that James was speechless.
Zach took another sip of food, looked at James for a while, and then simply raised his head and emptied the glass.
Well, this is faster than expected. Did Zach help James? Look at James’ face, haha.
Zach has already said that he can’t help, so this is not something anyone can help with! So Zach can only give one direction: give up thinking and let the feelings tell your body what to do when everything happens.
Zach is about to leave the office to find Louise...
the phone is ringing.
Zach didn't answer it right away. As I told you before, this office can almost be regarded as James’ office during off hours, so~
James' facial stiffness seemed to extend to his whole body, and he didn't pick up.
Before Zach went out, he looked back at James and said, "Why don't you answer it? Maybe Wes has a case that he wants to talk to you about." The 'Xiao Bai' case.
James turned his head like a rusty machine, "It could be my father or Kate!" Yes, James didn't dare to answer, he was afraid... the feeling was coming.
Zach tilted his mouth, returned to his desk, picked up the receiver, "Grand Funeral Home."
“Do I need to start looking for a new place to live?”
Zach listened to the words in the receiver and glanced at James, because the voice was Miley Lister.
"Why do you ask?" Zach did not respond to the etiquette greeting, temporarily delaying the stiff James' time to realize who the person on the other side of the phone was.
"Kate didn't call you, huh, she's coming back." Miley's voice seemed to be filled with disdain.
"How do you know?" Zach continued to ask.
"Who do you think told her that James was at your place?" She asked naturally, "Oh, I waited so long on purpose before calling to ask. So? Should I start looking for a new place to live?"
Zach curled his lips, looked at James again, and thought for a moment, "I'm not sure now, why don't you call me tomorrow to ask." He hung up immediately.
James was still stiff, but still asked, "Who."
"Promoting stuff." Zach walked out again.
"At this time?" James obviously didn't believe it.
"Then you wait on the phone tomorrow." With James' gloomy expression, Zach left the office. But after two seconds, the phone rang again. Zach stood outside the door to see if James would answer.
James stared at the vibrating phone for a while, his expression getting darker.
Zach came in again expressionlessly, picked up the receiver, "Grand Funeral Home."
"Zach." The other end of the receiver called Zach first, and then, "Do you know where your wife is now?"
Zach thought for a moment before realizing who the voice was, "Tea?" Now, Tea, the fallen angel who was in charge of the Barton Demon while Jessica went to the middle to rescue her fellow fallen angels. Then, "Murphy Assamat is not my wife." This must be corrected.
"Oh." Fallen Angel Tea responded, "Then she is with other men in Yuri Hotel, so it shouldn't be your concern, right?"
Yes, this is a tactful way of telling you.
Zach twitched his lips, "You're right, I don't care." Fake, Zach frowned, "Who is it."
"Your former friend, Noripet from Private Office."
"What are they doing?"
"I don't know, the demons can't get close."
Zach's hand holding the receiver pinched his cheek closely to prevent the twitching from being too obvious, "When."
"We found it last night, and they haven't come out yet." Fallen Angel Tea said, a little cute, "Well... So, they have been there for a day and a night. I didn't know whether to tell you at first, so I hesitated a lot. For a long time..." That should be the case, after all, he was still figuring out Zach's temperament.
Everyone must understand that in the entire federation, only Barton accepted the fallen angels. In a unique way, he not only allowed the demons to be perfectly integrated into human society, but he was also 'lucky' to become the only demon in the federation to interact with all alien races (including angels) and A city where humans live in peace.
And the credit for all this is Zach. Tea, I don’t want to offend Zach.
But the only thing that left me speechless was that Tea used a not-so-'correct' incident to explore Zach's personality.
"Continue to help me keep an eye on the Yuri Hotel." Zach requested... No, he was asking the other party to do a small favor.
"I will." Whether the Fallen Angel Tea Club misunderstood anything depends on God's will... "Do you need the room number where they are?"
"Uh no." Zach shook his head instinctively, "Just keep an eye on it for me. If there is any movement, let me know."
movement. Ah. Fallen Angel Tea was quiet for a while, "I'd better tell you the room number. Even if there is 'movement', my men (devils) can't get close."
"No, no need..."
"1011." Fallen Angel Tea still said, and quickly, "That's all, I'm dead."
What could Zach say? "Hang up." He put down the receiver, tore up a note and wrote 'Yuri, 1011'.
James was still stiff, watching Zach write the note, "What is this."
Zach glanced at James and hesitated slightly. Now it seemed like a good choice to give James a distraction, "It's Murphy and No's room numbers at the Yuri Hotel." The note was casually pasted on the calendar, and the words continued, "The devil found that they were already inside. One day and one night.”
James' stiff body moved a little. His shoulders moved, causing his neck to twist. Just looking at Zach crookedly, "What are they doing?"
Zach replied as he walked out, "The devil can't get close."
James's mind was very clear, "If Nuo gave up human life and was bewitched by your ex-wife and turned into an Assamite, then this evil was caused by you!" These words were definitely malicious.
Zach was not polite, and turned around and said, "Why, because all the humans around Nuo are miserable in their life choices? Hum, humans, what a 'positive role model'."
Everyone knows how easy it is for a personal attack to escalate into a racial attack.
James stopped talking, his body resumed action, he grabbed the note stuck on the calendar, stood up and rushed out.
Zach glanced at it and didn't say anything else. He was just trying to find something for Zach to do. Shaking his head, adjusting his emotions, regrouping his body and mind, he walked with his head held high to find Louise.
As you all know, we can no longer follow the developments in Grande. Let's divert our attention to... Hotel Yuri, 1011. What are an interethnic man and woman doing who have been staying here all day and night
Believe me, if we want to see it, we have to hurry up and see it. We all know that when James rushes in, we won’t be able to see it~
"I can still bear it!" Nuo's voice, despite his heavy breathing, still remained persistent, "More! Let me bear more!"
"No, you can't." Murphy's calm voice unexpectedly suited the situation at this time, "Your human body can only bear so much." Murphy's hand... erased the... wound on Nuo Kuai's back. .
Nuo turned over. His body had no shirt, but his skin was as bright and smooth as a newborn baby. Nuo's breathing was still heavy, but his words became soft, "Okay, you are right, I need to rest for five minutes..." The huge rise and fall of his chest proved his weakness.
"Ten minutes." Murphy calmed down and extended Nuo's rest time. He stood up and walked to the small bar in the room. He seemed to carefully select a bottle of wine, poured a glass, and then came back and handed it to Nuo, "Do me a favor. ." No tone, "Don't tell Zach what happened between us."
"Huh." Nuo seemed to hear something that was frustrating, and he reached out and pulled a blanket around him, "I have no reason to tell him."
Murphy shook his head, as if to remind him, "You have let your emotions control your words and deeds."
Nuo instinctively frowned, "Sorry."
"Don't be sorry." Murphy remained toneless, "You are human and this is your flaw. You need to admit it and then overcome it through training."
Nuo took a deep breath, nodded, raised his head, emptied the glass, and put it aside. Looking at Murphy, there seemed to be doubts on his face, "I do have a question, can I ask it?"
"Ask." Simply.
"Why are you doing this?"
do what? Let's look around.
The room conditions at Yuri Hotel are pretty good~
The point is not this, but... chains, leather sheaths, metal torture instruments... Then let's go back to Nuo's skin exposed from the blanket, as smooth as a baby... Just understand it if you understand it, forget it if you don't understand it.
Nuo's question continued, "Isn't this contrary to your clan's philosophy?"
"Why do you think so?" Murphy asked a clear question, "What do you think the Assamite clan is?"
"Well, I asked around, and I know that your current Assamite is a vampire who has no emotions and only retains reason..." When Nuo said 'vampire', he showed the same bored expression as when he heard Zach just now, "But I know that you are twin clans, Assamite is the reason, and Seth represents the emotion." Nuo made a move, "You are two parts of human beings, separate." The hands that were joined together separated, Here is the real doubt, "What you are doing now is destroying a part of you."
"Eliminate?" Murphy continued to ask, but this was a rhetorical question, "Do you think the simulated torture?" Murphy pointed to the torture instruments around them, "is to let you eliminate the emotional part of your human being?"
Nuo opened his mouth, "No? I thought the only thing that allowed me to maintain myself during these tortures was my sanity."
"You are right." Murphy looked at Nuo, "But you have misunderstood one thing. Human beings can never eliminate emotions. The only thing you can do is to make reason stronger and let reason overcome emotions. This is what we Doing it.”
"Oh..." Nuo frowned. His question was not resolved, so, "Then why do you want to help humans exercise their rationality." Nuo looked around, with an inexplicable embarrassment on his face, "I can feel it, this is definitely not the case. It’s your first time doing something like this.”
Well, it's a simulated torture. The person who plays the role of the torturer here naturally needs to be trained. Then, the torturer, tsk, and the guy who is also responsible for healing the wounds of the person being exercised, is naturally Murphy.
"Because some people are too important to the interests of our clan. And we can't bear the 50/50 chance that these people will become useless Seth when they are recruited by us. So, we train these people." Murphy Look at Nuo.
"Am I important? To your Assamite clan?" Nuo was a little confused.
"Yes." Murphy stood up and took off the blanket from Nuo, "Ten minutes are up."
No, ten minutes didn't come, but does anyone want to correct Murphy...