Zach sat in front of James' desk, looking blankly at the busy police officers around him. Vertex 23S. Fastest updated. This stupidity is just a relative state. When all the creatures around him are busy doing something, Zach is like a missing part. He is put aside without knowing the meaning of his existence and looks at the precision. The complex, complex machine called the world operates closely driven by other parts, and Zach himself is redundant.
"Who asked you to sit here?"
Finally, someone spoke to Zach.
Zach turned his head and looked at a woman's face, uh, it seemed to be James' direct boss, the leader of the homicide team, "Director Darcy." Zach answered the question honestly, "He was answering reporters' questions outside. When he was there, he saw me waiting for Detective Lance and let me in."
The female team leader frowned and said, "So you're not here to pick up Chapman's belongings that we may have missed?" She raised her lips and said, "Forget it." Who in the police station doesn't know the owner of the Grand Funeral Home? , Haha, it’s not just the funeral director. “What about the person you’re looking for? Where’s Lance?” He clicked his tongue and looked at Wes’ empty desk, “Where’s Wes?”
The meaning is that the pair are nowhere to be seen.
Zach shook his head and inevitably noticed the document in the team leader's hand, with the word 'Murder' printed in red on the cover.
The female team leader's eyes followed Zach's and fell on the document in her hand. As if instinctively, the hand holding the document was put behind her back.
Zach also immediately put on a conscious smile, turned his eyes away, and began to carefully observe the debris on James' table. Photos, pencils, pencil sharpeners, etc…
The female team leader looked at Zach with an unfriendly expression for a while. This unfriendliness was not a threat, but just... an expression of his psychological state. She turned back to the office and said, "When Lance and Weiss decide to show up, let them come see me."
"Yes." Zach agreed.
Then continue to be stupid.
Being stupid doesn't mean that Zach has gained nothing. Hey, after all, he is a vampire who goes deep into the police station. All kinds of information that Zach wants to know and doesn't want to know are displayed in front of Zach's senses regardless of Zach's will.
For example, Zach learned that the Northern District Police Department had set up a team to investigate the causes of the Port of Marsa disaster. The clear information now is that the cargo ship that caused the accident clearly violated the regulations of the Port of Marsa and sailed again within 12 hours of entering the port with a full load, which was far less than the inspection and maintenance cycles mandated by the Port of Marsa, as well as the crew's work rest period. duration.
But everyone has not overlooked one thing. The aliens from the Republic who were entrusted by the Ancestors Firm to smuggle themselves to Barton were on that ship, and the living corpses that the Xiaobai gang wanted to transfer out of Barton were also on that ship.
This is an explanation.
Following this trend, it feels like the party responsible for this disaster has been identified.
"Who asked you to sit here!"
Same words, different tone and voice.
Zach turned around, "Detective Lance~" with surprise on his face, "You finally showed up~ I've been waiting for a long time~"
James didn't bother to answer the conversation at all. He pushed Zach out of the seat, sat down on his own, opened the drawer and threw a sealed file bag into the drawer.
Zach listened to the voice and speculated, "Is this Orlando Fisker's ID?"
James stared at Zach and closed the drawer hard.
Zach tilted his head and glanced at Wes, "Your team leader asked me to send a message. You guys showed up and went to find her. It seems there is a case."
Wes, who had just sat down, showed no expression, and immediately stood up again. He nodded to Zach as a token of thanks and took the first step.
As for James, before leaving his seat, he glared at Zach, "Don't move around with my things, civilians!"
As if Zach would listen.
After sitting back in James' seat, Zach directly opened James' drawer and opened the sealed file bag just now. Sure enough, it was Orlando Fisker's ID and some documents.
Zach flipped through it and took out a document, which was an appraisal certificate.
Obviously, Orlando Fisker’s certificate is genuine. ID cards, social security, driver's licenses, passports... are all produced and issued by formal federal authorities. The country of the Federation recognizes the existence of Orlando Fisco, and further, the world recognizes the existence of the human being Orlando Fisco.
However, the files Zach looked through next also showed one thing that Orlando Fisker did not exist.
James had documentation to prove, first, that Orlando Fisk's birth did not exist. James had access to hospital records on the birth certificate, the date of Orlando Fisk's birth, and no record of the man being ripped out of a woman's body...
Not that I meant to describe it in such a malicious way, but James' notes on the document were filled with clearly visible anger. The kind where the pen power penetrates the paper quickly.
Then, the life of Orlando Fisco, does not exist. The school where he graduated has no record of this person's student number. His social security record shows no trace of medical treatment or employment. his…
Zach frowned. Now he knew what James and Wes did when they were not working here. However, he also knew that there was also Orlando Fisker, at least not a threat to replace James' identity. , because this person, on the physical level, does not exist.
I don’t know if you have ever used fake documents, I hope not. But the point of using fake documents is to be misled when the world needs to verify your identity...such as whether you are old enough to use alcohol.
Yes, misleading, that’s the right word. After all, it’s a fake document. So what if these slightly misleading documents are genuine documents issued by legitimate authorities
So, one can conclude from the fact that Orlando Fisker has full, genuine, documentation. If James uses this Orlando Fisker's ID to carry out any activities, if there comes a time when his identity needs to be verified by the world, James will be Orlando Fisker.
The identity that has been replaced in 'Crisis' is not James, but the physically non-existent Orlando Fisker.
Someone is making arrangements for James. When James Lance's identity is no longer suitable for activities in this world, James can use an identity.
Zach took back the file, put it back in the drawer, and continued to stare at the things on James' desk.
Zach has come to a very clear conclusion, and I believe James himself has as well. If we want to discuss this matter, we can't do it at the police station anyway...
Hint, it's the photo on James' desk. I don’t know if you remember that there used to be a photo of James and his father on his desk. it's gone now.
To arrange a full set of legal documents for a person who does not exist on the physical plane, this guy must be in a high position, right? Hmm, it has to be while he is still in a high position. We know that Kate will be back soon after collecting the evidence.
Zach stayed for about ten minutes, and James and Wes came back.
As expected, James was holding the murder case that the team leader had just taken.
Zach was very conscious this time and took the initiative to give up his position. Unexpectedly, James Weiss was not ready to sit down at all, and the two of them grabbed their coats and were about to leave.
"Follow me!" James glared at Zach before setting off.
"Oh~" Zach trotted to keep up.
Being able to ride in a police car for two consecutive days is a very special experience for a civilian. Especially for the owner of a police car who was riding in it for the first time. Even though he was still dead, Zach asked in a very low-key manner, "What case?"
James, who was driving, didn't answer. Wes, who was looking through the documents, answered, "An Indian in Paisin was murdered." He handed Zach a document he had already read.
James glared at Wes for handing the police document to a civilian too smoothly. Wes snapped back, "Why are you staring at me? You've been living at his place for so long, and I'm staring at you because of the police documents you showed him?"
James concentrated on driving with a gloomy expression.
Zach had no intention of provoking this harmonious partnership. He looked at the documents and said, "I know this person died. He was a wizard under Sibella." He frowned, "How could such an incident fall into the hands of the police?"
This question is a bit offensive. Any case that happens to a legal citizen falls into the hands of the police, after all, that's why citizens pay taxes. But at least no one in the car was offended. Let's all be realistic. One of Sibera's men is dead. In every sense, there is no possibility for the police to intervene. Sibella will figure it out on her own.
Zach took the new document handed over by Wes, "Compulsive poisoning?" The document stated that the deceased's body experienced a very severe allergic reaction, leading to eventual death. It also explained the reason for the murder judgment: there were a lot of restraint wounds on the body of the deceased, which meant that the deceased was involuntarily exposed to allergic triggers.
"The body was found at home, but preliminary identification results at the deceased's home showed that there were no signs of struggle, so the body was moved." Then handed Zach a document.
Zach glanced at it, "Who reported the case?"
"Neighbor." Continue to hand the document to Zach.
Zach continued to read, "Max? (The parallel import wizard who experienced the Newton werewolf battle with Benjamin) Well, so the reporter and the deceased are Sibella's people."
Weiss's mind was spinning very quickly, "Are you saying that it was Sibella who moved the body? And deliberately let the case enter the police system?"
"I didn't say anything." Zach didn't want to draw any conclusions now. He put down the document, glanced at the road ahead of the car, and curled his lips, "Turn left, someone is coming to pick us up."
James complied with a gloomy expression.
"I'm also curious about who the police station we rely on will send to investigate this case." Sibella, feeding pigeons on a public bench on the street, "In the end, it was you."
This was probably a deliberately planned appearance. Hey, he is a wizard after all. It is not surprising that she feeds sharks on the street.
The people in the car were not ready to get out of the car and handed it over to Zach.
Zach stretched his head and faced Sibella, "Are you going back to Paisiying? Just in time, I'm on the way~ I'll take Detective Lance's car home. This kind of treatment is not something you get every day~" In his appearance, Zac Ke will not lose to Sibella.
Sibella patted her shawl to drive away the pigeons, glanced at Zach, then rolled her eyes, stood up, and walked over.
Zach opened the car door in a gentlemanly manner and gave up his convenient seat.
Getting in the car, while James turned to move forward again, Sibella said to Zach, "Why are you here?" The kind of question that says, 'You will never love her again'.
"Coincidence." Zach answered casually. All the documents that were handed to him just now were handed to Sibella. Of course, his eyes asked for Wes's approval.
Sibella looked at it for a while and said, "It was not poisoning." She directly rejected the police's judgment, "The cause of death was the trauma caused by the restraints." She glanced at Weiss, who was listening attentively, "The body was restrained in place, and the soul was extracted. "
James was unsteady and almost hit a street light.
Understandably, Zach adjusted his words when Wes started to look uncomfortable, and said to Sibella, "And you gave this kind of case to the Barton Police Department." Isn't this harmful
Sibella glanced at Zach and continued, "We tried to save him." Looking at the photo attached to the document, "Because there is no soul, the body has begun to enter the body, and the vampire's blood will not work."
Zach pursed his lips and did not interrupt.
"But luckily, we have a Kraken experimental body in our laboratory, captured in the battle at Port Massa. We forced the Kraken to use the Breath of Life. At least this body that had begun to mature could regain life."
Zach still said nothing.
Nasbella continued, "But a body without a soul cannot continue life." She glanced at Weiss, who was trying to listen but was repulsed by his whole body, and said deliberately, "At least for the human race, it is Such."
Almost reaching the bottom line, Wes gave up his efforts, picked up the map, and concentrated on navigating James, "Turn right ahead."
"I know how to drive to Paisin!"
The tacit understanding between this pair of partners is really 'good'.
Ignoring the two humans, Zach spoke, without commenting on Sibeira's disgusting behavior. "The 'General's men who were resurrected by the Siren relied on Demon Mike to recall their souls that were already in hell. This person..." Wait for Sibei Completed.
Sibera finished, "We can't find where his soul is." Looking at Zach, "Not in this world, not in the world of the Lord of Thieves." Tsk, Sibera was also speechless, not letting anyone go. An opportunity to slander the faith of the Holy Lord.
Zach ignored the last sentence, "Not in this world?" He raised his hand and turned the thimble. Now was a good time for Sam to show his presence. Sam spoke up, "Give me some time to prepare, I can help you find his soul, no matter where he is, as long as he existed." He sounded worthy of an expert on the soul.
"Hmph, I can do it if you give me time to prepare. You don't need anyone else." Sibella was also 'familiar' and directly pressed Zach's hand with the thimble, "The problem is, we don't have time. We shouldn't have life. Things are needed to keep life going.”
This is considered progress in advancing the topic. Zach took the prompt and looked at Sibella, "You are going to use the Banlin technology of Zimich in the North to save this person's life."
Sibella didn't nod, continued, and picked up the document again, "So something like an allergic reaction occurred. His body seemed to..." frowned, "rejecting the things that should have provided him with life extension." The environment started a violent body destruction reaction. All organs were swollen, inflamed, and stopped working. He couldn't be saved."
The car was quiet for a while, and Zach glanced out the window. He had already entered the range of Paisin, and the detective was about to reach the location of the body. The discussion on the interracial part was enough for the time being. Zach redefined the topic, "The reason for introducing the Barton Police Department?"
Sibella put down the document, her eyes unfocused, "He is a traitor. Novel discovered that he was collecting our research materials and trading with unknown people..."
Well. Turn.
"But until we find out who his intelligence buyer is, we are not going to touch him. Someone has taken the lead." After Sibella finished speaking, she looked at Zach with renewed focus.
Zach twisted his lips and explained to the two police detectives, "You don't care who killed him, right? You just want to find out this guy's trading channels through police investigation."
"Yes, sorting out the interpersonal network and finding the dirty secrets hidden under a person's appearance, isn't this the profession of the police." Sibella adjusted her shawl, "By the way, the police may also catch a dangerous murderer. , how nice.”