Human life is very complicated, and I have no intention of discussing philosophy with you. Based on purely factual statistics, a thousand rabbits can all live the same way. A thousand rabbits eat, sleep, and work in the same way. Vertex 23S. The fastest update, but a thousand people can live a thousand ways of eating, sleeping...
Therefore, any alien who experiences the world in a human way deserves respect. For various reasons, they put aside their simple lives to challenge this difficult... adventure? An adventure without a final reward
Well, what I mean is that humans themselves don’t know the meaning of living a certain way. What is the purpose of an alien living like a human being? Instead of looking for the meaning of their own lives, aliens come to help humans find the meaning of human life
never mind. No discussion of philosophy.
Just think of this topic as a warm-up, because what we are going to focus on now is a man who literally chose his own life combination from thousands of human lifestyles, so that he could live in Newton as a human being. alien
Fantasy Richie.
Richie sat in his office chair, took out a pen and paper, and prepared to record the commission from his new client...
'I wish I wasn't left-handed. '
The ** that floated out of nowhere was picked up by Richie. Richie's movement of holding the pen stalled for a moment, and he switched the pen from his left hand to his right hand.
'Why doesn't the printer print the horizontal lines wider when printing them? Discrimination against people with big letters? '
Rich directly drew a vertical curve across three horizontal lines on his note, closed the notebook, and casually grabbed a piece of white paper with no lines.
'It's a waste. No one will appreciate the cursive calligraphy I practiced so hard when I was a kid. '
Richie wrote a line of words that he didn't even recognize.
The former Lord of Newton twitched his eyes and raised his head, "Stop a moment." He said to the customer, "Before you continue to talk about your commission, can I ask who recommended you?"
"Me, the vicar of my parish."
Richie frowned, the angel would actually introduce business to him? It seems that Angel Crowley really wants Newton to be resurrected.
"You understand that the work I am doing here is not necessarily..." Rich's face was a little tense. He was not deliberately scaring his customers, he was just trying his best to resist the radiation from his customers**
Yes, even though the client came here with a commission that now consisted of a single sentence in squiggles that no one recognized on a piece of white paper. But Richie already knew what the other party wanted, "Legally."
"I just expected you to be illegal here!!" The customer was a little excited. The picture of a middle-aged man getting excited is quite ugly, so I won’t describe the details. The general feeling is that the rabbit I want to fuck can't find a partner...desperate.
Richie didn't want to be in the same room with this client anymore, "Let's do this, you sign the contract first." Richie took out the documents in the drawer, "Standard contract, pay 30% as a deposit first, and pay the rest after the completion of the contract .”
"But you haven't heard me say what I want to do..."
"Your car is full of old mud. Although Newton is very rundown now, the streets are not full of dirt, so you are from the suburbs." Richie was reasoning? No, just stating what he already knew, "You smell like house cleaner, the cheap kind, so you do a job that requires a lot of cleaning." Richie was already standing up from behind his desk, " Unless there is a new housekeeping company popping up on the outskirts of Newton, you are the owner of the Barton Junction motel where several bodies were found a few days ago."
Richie was walking away, "You're expecting me to be working illegally, plus the only opening you just opened to the commission (in cursive fonts that no one recognized) was 'I bought some stuff before that I shouldn't have bought.'" Qi was already standing at the door of the office, "So I guess your commission is to get those things that are absolutely related to the large number of abnormal deaths in Newton from you when the police are already eyeing your hotel." Take it away from there.”
The middle-aged man's face has darkened.
"Sign the contract." Rich said the last sentence and closed the door with his backhand.
Taking a deep breath, Richie turned into a colorful light and rushed straight to the waiting room.
Zach is tasting Richie's decorating style, which is a little... confusing.
At least there is no special waiting room in Grande. There is only a reception room, which is not often used. It is usually only used to accommodate relatives who still need to adjust their emotions.
The waiting room of this fantasy agency…
There are book racks and the latest newspapers and periodicals to pass the time for people waiting. Clinics and consultation services also have these, which is reasonable. But what is unreasonable is that there are also long stories on it. Are you planning to make up for it for repeat customers next time
There are game consoles. There are similar things in the waiting areas of some leisure facilities, such as dart machines and pinball tables, which are reasonable. Unreasonably, there are also gambling machines, fighting game machines, competitive games... and automatic game currency exchange machines.
There is a TV. Everyone must have had a similar experience. After not paying attention to current affairs for a while, I occasionally saw news reporting on current affairs in the waiting area of a certain facility, and I was shocked to realize, Oh my God, when did he become the president? ? But the TV here is not just a news station, there is a video recorder in the TV cabinet, and underneath, the entire season of "Sophia and Her Lovers" is stuffed.
have…
Zach was hugged by Richie.
"What are you doing?" Zach looked expressionlessly at the fantasy man who was breathing against his chest, "Do you want to commit suicide?" Richie was fuming. A soul alien should never be so 'close' to a vampire.
"Suicide and realizing the client's wish before he signs the contract..." Richie's hug on Zach became weaker and weaker, and finally, he succeeded in disintegrating himself into a ball of colorful spray. His voice became more relaxed, "It's cool." ~" He continued, "I have to choose one."
Zach glanced in the direction of the office, not very curious about what was going on.
There are curious guys. Yuehua is already playing the gambling machine very familiarly, which does not affect her speech, "New customer? Haha, he must be very desperate to let you be like this~ What kind of commission is it~ Let me tell you~"
The colored spray coalesced again, and Richie's human form was revealed again. This time he looked a lot more normal, at least he knew to keep his distance from Zach. However, it was Zach who was looking at him, "Since you've come to Barton, haha, there are plenty of opportunities~" It was a show of confidence, and he looked at Yuehua, "Have you finished your work?"
"Of course~" Yuehua kept stuffing coins into the gambling machine, "Let's settle the wages~" smiled at Zach, "Housewives also have to have some fun occasionally~"
Zach was still hesitant to wonder what the two men were talking about.
"Bookkeeping, please wait a moment. I'll go tell the construction team that the commission is successfully completed." He smiled at Zach and said, "Collect the money first." He disappeared.
Zach pouted. Although the waiting room was too humane, it provided various ways to pass the time. But Zach, not interested.
He leaned next to the gambling machine and watched as the coins in Yuehuaman's wallet became less and less, "Why are you in the police station?"
"Yeah~" Yuehua put her clenched hand in front of Zach's mouth.
Zach cooperated and blew on Yuehua's fist.
Yuehua pulled the lever and stared at the rotating... "The Newton University construction site you saw before, a body was found inside, and then the entire project was shelved due to the police investigation, and the construction team entrusted Rich. "
"So you become a witness?" Finally, the reason for meeting Yue Hua outside the police station is explained here.
"Strictly speaking~" Yuehua's eyes opened wider and wider because the breath from the four centuries of vampires was so sincere that the mechanical wheels of the gambling machine, '7', were being connected in a row, "I am a witness Witness, I went to see the body. The death scene was not a construction site. Someone deliberately moved the body to Newton University..." Yuehua's eyes opened to the limit and she stared at Zach with a frozen look, "I won?? I finally won. Got it!"
Hula la la.
Yuehua's feet were submerged by the pouring coins.
Zach looked at the coins on the ground, then at the moonlight, and curled his lips, "Is someone deliberately sabotaging the construction progress of Newton University?" He's thinking quite ahead of the curve, and I hope everyone can keep up.
Yuehua is still immersed in the shock that she won.
Zach shook his head, "Did the Newton Police Department believe the testimony of a housewife?" What Zach wanted to express was that Richie was too anxious to get the commission fee. Wouldn't it be better to wait for the police to open the closure of the construction site? .
There was movement in Yuehua, and she slowly took her feet out of the pile of coins, took a step back, and squatted down, "I've never won." She was actually immersed in her own little world.
Zach pursed his lips and said something that came into his mind instantly, "The world is fair, you can already see death, gambling..." Zach shut up mid-sentence, because these words would affect Zach himself
Yuehua had already raised her head and smiled narrowly at Zach, "The lucky breath of an immortal vampire is actually fulfilled in a place like this that is meaningless to a vampire~~"
Zach waved his hand and forced his respect, "So many coins mean nothing to anyone. It's still troublesome, how are you going to pack these coins?"
"I'll just get my money back~" Yuehua grabbed a handful on the ground and stuffed it back into his wallet, "Let Richie clean it up himself." Yuehua smiled, "But don't doubt my testimony against Police Newton. The role of the bureau..." Suddenly interrupted.
The black witches and vampires in the waiting room were temporarily quiet, sitting on the sofa and waiting.
The people in the office came out, "Mr. Rich? Mr. Rich, I have signed the contract?? Are you still there??"
The door to the waiting room was pushed open, "Is Mr. Rich there..."
"Not here," Zach replied, fully playing the role of a waiting potential customer, impatiently "Just out."
It was expected that a certain middle-aged man should leave voluntarily and go back to the office to wait for Richie. but.
"Zach, Zachary Grande?"
While Yuehua raised her hand to pick up a novel from the newspaper rack, Zach frowned and looked at the middle-aged man at the door of the waiting room, "Do you know me?"
"You... you..." The middle-aged man was surprised and confused at the same time, "You, you don't look like you have changed at all..."
Yuehua turned a page in her hand.
Zach was calm enough. The other party's name was Zachary Grande. No matter where this person knew Zach from, the time span would not exceed the time Zach used this identity. As I have told you before, it is common sense that men’s appearance changes little at a certain age.
Zach perfectly executed the state of being recognized in an awkward place. Zach kept frowning and said, "What can I become? Tsk, who are you? Do I know you?" The momentum should come out first.
The middle-aged man was obviously frightened, "Hug, I'm sorry... I, I..." The man actually started to take off his shirt, and under Zach's "repulsive" eyes, he held his coat and handed it to Zach, "You shouldn't either. Remember me... Well, we have indeed never met formally." Seeing that Zach didn't answer, the middle-aged man showed friendly eyes and gestured to Zach's tattered shirt. The following sentence is the key point, "I used to work with Hank and your father (the old Grande who died long ago). I used to... be an employee of Grande."
Yuehua turned another page.
Zach hesitated for a moment, but still took the other person's coat. "After my father and Hank moved to South Grand, there were no employees." After receiving some rejection, the rejection left behind was in the literal meaning of this sentence. meaning.
"Yes, yes." The middle-aged man seemed a little nervous, and it was difficult to analyze this guy's psychology. "After your father and Hank decided to retire and go to the South District for retirement, all of us employees were sent away." He turned over He checked his pants pocket and found nothing. He awkwardly pointed at the jacket that Zach had put on, "There is my business card in the pocket..."
Yuehua turns the page again.
Zach pouted and took out the business card and the other party's wallet from the inner pocket of his coat. Hey, the wallet was returned to the other party, "Winston Motel?" Zach looked at the man with a thoughtful look, "xx Winston, I remember this name, Winston, Winston..." Zach I remembered, "You went to my father's funeral."
The middle-aged man, Winston, relaxed a lot, probably because he was happy that Zach still remembered him, "Yeah, I went. That's when I saw your brothers (and Benjamin), I'm very happy for your father There is someone who will succeed Grande..." Winston, who had just become happy, said, but his face darkened again.
With too little information, Zach could not accurately judge the other person's mental process.
Yuehua can only turn pages.
Zach put the business card back into his pocket with his backhand. "Thank you for the coat. I'll return it after I wash it." He patted the pocket where he put the business card, which meant, don't think too much about it. That's the reason why I took your business card.
At the same time, there is another meaning to this. It's okay. Please don't disturb me any more. You and I don't need to reminisce about old times. Thank you.
Winston is quite self-conscious, worthy of being a man who once cleaned up people for Barton. But he still said more, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your coming here."
Zach didn't respond. I just told you that if there is an embarrassing ranking of places where two people meet, the opposite sex's bathroom, changing room... are ranked first, and the waiting room where illegal affairs are entrusted must be second.
Winston exited the waiting room, but did not return to his office. It seemed that he had accomplished his goal of coming here and left the office directly.
Yuehua turns another page.
"You have knocked down all the books." Zach reminded silently.
"Telling stories backwards is the black witch's specialty~"
Zach couldn't resist, so he patted his 'new coat' and said, "Are we still waiting for Richie? I already have clothes to wear."
"Look how curious you are about what Mr. Winston entrusted~"
Zach pretended to be thinking seriously, and crossed his arms more seriously, "I'm a little curious, let's wait for Richie."