There is no doubt that the basis for Jason's honesty to Zach is his understanding of the relationship between vampires and the funeral industry. He doesn't look at who is following the lead of Barton's funeral industry and privatizing it. It is the West, the base camp of vampires. Vertex 23S. The fastest updated Vampires won't care about the insurance premium. When it's time for the insurance company to take action and make a profit, it's time to take action.
However, Zach was not going to push for this insurance deal personally, "You go to Sissi and find a person, Frank Gilberg, and ask him to talk to Allen Funeral."
"The master of Lesembra?" Jason actually knew Frank's identity. Oh, it’s not surprising. After all, he lived with Blake. But what Jason cares about is not a vampire ancestor, but "I... don't want to see Gangaro and the Saint."
Because of the fight club relationship.
"Don't be afraid, Sissi has gone to school, and you won't be able to see her even if you want to." Zach encouraged, "Frank, as the zenith of vampires, needs some leverage when negotiating with the saints, so just think of it as helping me. As a favor, send it to him."
Jason looked lost.
Zach explained, "Who let you know that there are creatures like vampires in this world as a violent element that affects social stability?"
"Uh, fight club."
"Do the vampires of the Western Sabbat represent social instability?"
"Probably not."
"Of course not. The Sabbat represents the ruling class of society. It is the antonym of the unstable factors in society."
"oh… "
"So the Fight Club of Saints and Gangaro once gave some humans an impression of vampires that the Sabbat would never accept. Do you know what I mean? This is the bargaining chip that Frank can use."
"Although I still don't understand, I just need to go find Frank, right?"
"Yes~"
"Where's Mr. Ford?"
"I'll just go and talk about it."
Then go out.
As Jason walked through the main entrance, some reporters approached him in a professional manner and asked him what he was doing in Grande.
Jason has a strict mouth, so Zach doesn't have to worry. Zach walked around Grande for a while and then disappeared, heading to the North District to find Ford.
The moving process is omitted. When Zach arrived at Ford's funeral, the smell of anxiety filled the air. Not figuratively, just literally. Someone's funeral is being held at Ford's Funeral.
Zach took a detour to avoid being encountered by guests waiting for the cremation to be completed. Go around to Ford's office and knock on the window.
Ford was at work, and every time Zach came here, there was a pile of papers on his desk. Among all Barton, he is the only one who sincerely runs a funeral home, which is worthy of admiration.
Ford glanced at Zach outside the window, curled his lips, stood up and opened the window, and watched as Zach turned into a gray shadow and stood in front of him, "Shouldn't you be at home and stay locked up?"
"I knew you would care about me~"
"Hmph, I don't care about you." After returning to his desk, he probably found out today's newspaper under a pile of documents and threw it in front of Zach, probably on purpose.
It just so happened that Zach didn't read the newspaper today, so he picked it up and sat down opposite Ford.
The gossip news that was only ranked fourth yesterday was put on the front page today "Lance's wedding?" 》
That's the headline on the front page, including hello.
Zach flipped to the page and didn't have time to read everything, so he only read the summary.
"The wedding date and guest list were leaked?" Zach felt incredible. He proposed on Saturday, but the news of Sunday's wedding was leaked? ? This process is so fast that it makes people feel embarrassed that it is fake.
But Zach knew the reason why this kind of gossip made it to the front page. The leaked guest list of James Lance Fountain was so shocking. Fifty years from now, modern history textbooks will be able to use this list as a table of contents.
Zach curled his lips unhappily, "If everyone's enthusiasm for James and Kate is so high, Grande will not be able to survive in the short term."
Ford didn't even bother to look at Zach, "Don't talk to me in a tone of 'I think I know what this is going on'. I'm not familiar with you at all."
Zach smiled and said, "You still know me better than ordinary people~" Teasing Ford.
Ford snorted, knowing that he couldn't have said that about Zach, and looked like he couldn't be bothered to pay attention, "Tell me, what are you doing here? I'll say it first, the cooperation with Detective Weiss is over. Now, all the gang involved in the Xiaobai case have been captured, I have nothing more to tell you."
"It's not about Xiaobai's case~" Zach waved his hand, "It's about the insurance of the funeral industry."
Ford's pen that had been writing something stopped for a moment, he frowned and looked up at Zach, "What's wrong with the insurance?"
"Don't worry~" Zach knew that as long as the topic was about the funeral industry, Ford would immediately pay full attention, "Yesterday Allen asked me to help ask why the insurance company has been delaying, and someone came to Grande today. , we chatted for a while.”
Ford put down what he was doing, with a forced and patient look on his face, "So, what's the result?"
"Sent people to do Allen's work."
Jason asked Frank, and Frank could directly order Alan, so there was no problem with Zach's words. Gunford said he and Zach "didn't know each other very well" and that he didn't need to know the details of what Zach did.
"I'm coming to you." Zach smiled and showed where he was.
"Doing work?" Ford looked unhappy. "What kind of work! The asset estimate has also been done, and the financial problems of the mill have been solved." It should be about the high prices of the resources and equipment used by the mill. Ford can be considered spiritual, "Insurance companies are going to raise prices, aren't they?"
"Yes~"
"*! I knew it!" What Ford was unhappy with was, "When the funeral industry belonged to the government, who the hell would dare to take advantage of it!"
Zach was surprised by Ford's anger, because Ford firmly supports the privatization of funerals. Remember, he once said to Zach that the Ford Funeral Home is his private property.
People who harbor this idea should no longer dwell on the 'proletarian' benefits of the past.
Ford was really spiritual. He glanced at Zach and said, "I know what you are thinking!"
"What am I thinking about?" Zach pretended not to think about anything.
"Huh, pretend, you can continue to pretend." He curled his lips and said, "Tell me, how much price will the insurance company raise?" After saying that, he threw a calculator in front of Zach.
Zach clicked the number and handed it back to Ford.
Ford glanced at it and said directly, "I can't afford this price."
Zach smiled helplessly, "This is the price set by the insurance company based on the asset estimate of Barton Funeral Home. There is no way you can't afford it."
This is when a patient says to the doctor holding his medical records, "I'm healthy."
How much Ford can offer will be clear to insurance companies who fully understand the value of the assets here.
Ford didn't say anything. Zach kept smiling helplessly and waited for a while. Suddenly... he turned his head and looked in the direction of the incineration room, frowning.
Zach's sudden action aroused Ford's dissatisfaction, "What are you looking at?" He also said with annoyance, "I can't pay this price anyway, if you are fine..."
Zach was still looking in the direction of the incineration room, "The body." Everyone had better take a deep breath and listen to what Zach said next, "It was taken out, and the body replaced by high-temperature incineration recovered normally and returned to the body. "Zac used the vampire's sense of smell, or to be precise, the vampire's Benn alertness to threats, to judge the situation in the incineration room, "The corpse is packed..." Turning back and looking at Ford, full of doubts, "It has been moved. "Look at Ford's expression changing from irritated to nervous.
Zach stood up and looked outside the office. Ford staff were reporting the cremation process to the waiting relatives.
Zach opened his mouth, "And the cremation process is not over." Looking back at Ford, "What are you doing?"
The tension turned into indifference, and Ford stopped doing his work. He leaned on his office chair, folded his arms, and looked at Zach, "What do you think I did."
Zach frowned and looked in the direction of the incineration room again. The corpses that posed a threat to vampires had been completely moved out of the incineration room. Zach now relied entirely on his own senses, "Your employees are... in there." Pour...lime?" Zach was unsure, "Wait a minute." Zach pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and felt the useless gas entering his body, "This is not the smell of burning fuel used in cremation, this is..." Zach After taking a breath, I was helpless and said, "This is the smell of burning..."
But the conclusion has been reached. Zach looked at Ford again, who looked indifferent, "Are you lying?"
Ford didn't even answer, just shrugged.
"Meaning?" Zach frowned. The respect we gave to Barton's only serious funeral director... was like feeding pigs.
"Meaning? You're still asking me about the meaning?" Ford mocked, "The meaning is that I am just a human being, and my peers, ah, competitors, are not human beings. This is the meaning."
"So you faked the final farewell ceremony for the dead human beings and this world?" Zach did not respond to Ford's words at all, because Zach had already heard this reason. When Ford first knew that Zach was a vampire, Remember it. At that time, Zach and the fact that the dying Ford successfully returned to life diverted Ford's attention.
Now, Zach is going to pull the same trick. The thing used here to divert Ford's attention is human conscience.
reason? Because Ford is telling the truth, his peers and competitors are not human.
Zach failed.
Ford remained sarcastic, "You don't need to say this, I have died once. Huh, it's a farewell for the deceased. What a ridiculous thing."
Strictly speaking, Ford never really died. But this cannot be used as an argument for Zach. Saying it will only be ridiculed as childish sophistry, "So you have completely turned your career into a show for the living."
Ford tilted his head and looked at the waiting family members outside the office. Instead of answering Zach, he asked, "Are you going to report me? The owner of the Grande Funeral Home?"
Zach was thinking about the entry point he could advance, "You should understand, even if the owners of Grande and Allen Funeral are not human beings, we have no intention of competing with you Ford." Peers are also competitors. Point, it seems that it can be used.
According to Zach's logic, if we remove the attributes of competitors, then everyone will be friendly colleagues, right
Ford didn't give Zach a chance, "Do you think I do this kind of thing to compete with you? Ha." Zach laughed, "Hahaha, competition? Sorry, I still want to live longer." Looking at it. Zach, put away his smile and said seriously, seriously, from the bottom of his heart, "I'm just keeping up."
In the end, human conscience was defeated by vanity and progress.
It seemed like everything was clear about Ford. Now think about it, an industry that relies on the death of human beings for profit is really worthy of a person's planning revenue, designing gimmicks, and filling processes day and night...
This vain pursuit of progress is called 'this is my career'.
Zach could only make a final attempt with the words of snake oil, "Even if it's not me, someone will expose you sooner or later."
"Do you think those people will check the composition of the ashes?" Ford pointed to the relatives of the deceased outside, "Humph, they won't. They bought the 'Back to Nature Package.'" I don't know who he was mocking, "Finally The ceremony was arranged by my staff. They boarded the boat on the Paisying River, scattered the ashes along the way, and then entered the Port of Massa and disembarked together."
Zach was speechless.
Before Ford could finish speaking, he was bound to ridicule all the creatures living in this world, "As for the body that was removed midway, huh, it will be sold. To whom it will be sold, do you still need me to tell you. Ford laughed to himself again, fearing that Zach wouldn't be able to keep up. "Ghoul, I was really shocked when my employee (El Chapo) confessed to me. I didn't expect that this kind of science fiction thing is really real." existence." Looking sideways at Zach.
Whether it's Harrison or Zach, they're not science fiction, they're documentary.
Zach frowned and was quiet for a while, then returned to Ford's desk in a ceremonial manner, picked up the calculator, pressed out the insurance company's price again, and flipped it over to Ford, "You can pay this price."
Ford frowned, probably not expecting Zach to suddenly return to the topic and prepare to speak.
Zach's eyes were facing Ford. A bud occupies Zach's black pupils, and its bright red color proves that it is about to bloom.
Ford: "I said I can't afford it..."
The flower began to bloom, and the curled petals occupied the light green irises.
If Ford didn't see the flowers in Zach's eyes just now, he couldn't ignore it now. Ford closed his mouth and frowned.
The red in Zach's eyes continued to bloom, and the stretched petals eroded the whites of his eyes little by little.
Either you realize it yourself, or I make you realize it. People who try to follow the vampire astray, choose~
Ford chose and said gloomily, "I'll pay! Are you happy?!"
Zach was not happy. The moment the red flowers in his eyes withered, Zach had already squatted on the window where he had just entered, turned into a gray shadow, and disappeared.