The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 173: friend

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Zach thought for a while and lost interest in the case scene. He looked at Crowley who was silently thinking about something, "Then you will handle this incident?"

"It seems like this has to be the case." Crowley stopped thinking.

From the perspective of ordinary people like us, death is the end, but in fact, we now know that there are such things as earth-bound spirits, and in the future there may be wandering spirits, shadow people, and phantom people... so death is not the end. Whatever you do, as long as the traces of connections in the world are still there, sooner or later, they will come back to haunt the living.

So what is the end? Like Ravenci, burn the legacy of Ryan with fire; like a witcher, use a weapon that can cut off the soul to obliterate the soul; like a vampire, go around in a circle and kill the new vampire. This is the end, the end where everything is gone.

Crowley obviously didn't pay much attention to her subordinates who had completed the 'End', otherwise she would not have calmly negotiated an agreement with Zach, nor would she have allowed the Witcher to continue to exist. But now, it's obvious that the person who committed the 'crime' did something dirty. Crowley didn't lose any of her men, but they just had to stay in hell for a while to recuperate. This means that Crowley must be responsible for the loyalty of her subordinates who are still alive.

Zach smiled and said, "Then I don't need to interfere with your work. I wish you good luck." Zach waved and walked sideways past Crowley.

"Don't just think about watching the show." Crowley pursed her lips, her golden hair was pulled up and swayed on her bulging chest.

Don't think it's meaningless for Crowley to always repeat such actions. Indeed, for a demon, there is not even a container. The movement and shape of the head are only her own. But with these actions, Crowley was constantly refreshing her sense of existence.

It's of no use to vampires, but to humans. Just like if a dog looks at you with its eyes open, you will never know that it is just thinking about 'what is this big thing in front of it', you will only find it cute. So what if you are in front of a demon with a perfect woman's face and body? These actions will make you gradually forget that she is a demon, and will only make you think that this is a beautiful, sexy and suffocating woman.

"You are the one who has lived in this city for a longer time. Maybe I need your help."

Zach looked at Crowley with pure admiration, "I'm very sorry, I don't think I can help you with anything." Zach smiled and shook his head, pointing to Daniel, "You should also know that Barton City recently had an extra Some new residents. I don’t know much about these people.” Zach’s are the low-level aliens who came to Barton City because of rumors.

Crowley curled her lips, "That's enough. In other words, in the original Barton City, there was nothing that could control Hellfire. No matter who this guy is, there will be no conflict of interest with the Grand House. ,Yeah?"

Zach smiled, seemingly satisfied with Crowley's intelligence, "Of course, you can do whatever you want."

Crowley said with a hint of sarcasm, "So, I am actually doing your job."

Zach raised an eyebrow, so be it. Three months have passed since the rumors about the alien race at the bottom, and Zach doesn't care about the guys who are still hiding.

The vampire didn't respond, nodded, and walked out of the narrow alley. The sun once again covered Zach's body. He took out the wine bottle, took a sip, motioned for Daniel to follow him, and walked east towards Ogier Street.

Ogier Street is the beginning of what separates Paisley from the mass of apartment-style housing that will spread all the way to Route 7.

Returning to the street where Daniel originally lived, Daniel's body had solidified, but his appearance was still a mixture of Grande and Firefly.

After re-entering the previous floor, he found that the apartment that originally belonged to him was not occupied by a new owner. The landlord was quite kind, but in another month, it would be uncertain.

Before visiting his friends, Zach looked at Daniel with a smile, "Don't you go back and see your old home?"

Daniel looked at the door with the key on the door frame, and shook his head with a grimace. It seemed that the memory of living here was not very good. Daniel knocked on a door, "Willy, are you home? It's me, Daniel."

Zach stood aside. He did not leave here. He gave the two friends space to be alone. He wanted to know more about this young man named Willy. If the other person is a good person and provides an opportunity, he can consider it. of.

The door was opened a crack, and the metal chain was straightened between the cracks of the opened door. I don't know if it was because her face was round enough, or because of the visual impression of being in the crack of the door, only a piece of her face appeared behind the door, "Who are you looking for?"

The strange woman's tone was wary.

"Uh." Daniel looked at this big-faced woman whom he didn't recognize with some confusion, "Willy, he lives here."

"Willy?" The other party frowned, repeated the name, and then closed the door without warning.

Daniel blinked his confused eyes, looked at Zach who raised his eyebrows, and was about to knock on the door again when the door opened again. It was a different man, with the same big face hidden behind a door that was chained and only a crack exposed, "Are you looking for Willy? Is he the wheelchair boy who used to live here?"

Some information had already been revealed, but Daniel still nodded, "Yes."

The man behind the door lowered his guard slightly and said, "They moved out."

"Where did you move to?" Daniel asked immediately. At this moment, the doubt in his mind was, 'Why didn't Willy tell him this?' more than the question 'Where did he move to?'.

"I don't know, you should ask the landlord." The other party was pretty good at giving hints, so he didn't seem so cold-hearted when the door was closed this time.

With his head lowered and standing in front of the closed door, Daniel frowned with distress on his face.

Zach tilted his head. The vampire didn't know how Daniel was feeling now. The phantom entity was just like the appearance that people called a 'mask', hiding his inner emotions. Otherwise, now Zach can at least see the color of emotions flowing in the phantom body.

Zach shook his head. It was Grande who wanted the phantom to remain physical. The vampire felt that it was better to be more consistent with his words and deeds. He pulled Daniel, who didn't know what emotion he was immersed in, and said, "It's very simple. We just go and ask the landlord."

Daniel headed and followed Zach.

Go down to the first floor. Usually in apartment buildings like this, the landlord will live on the first floor, making it easier for people to find. Zach knocked on the door of Apartment No. 1o1. After a while, a woman who looked to be in her fifties opened the door. There was still only a crack in the door. The metal chain pulled the door, unable to fully open it.

"Hello." The woman looked at the two people. She didn't know them and they were not tenants here. "If you want to rent a house, there is no time left."

"Oh, hello. Sorry to bother you, we are not renting a house." Zach smiled and pointed at Daniel behind him, "We came to see a friend, Willy. But we just lived in the house where he used to live. The gentleman told us that he has moved, landlady, you may know where he has moved?"

"Willy?" The woman looked at the two people again, seemingly not satisfied that her tenant had left this problem to her, "Are you okay?"

The vampire's patience was wearing thin, and the main reason was that Zach didn't like this kind of conversation through the door. No one likes this situation, as if the other person is guarding against something.

Daniel stretched out his hand to pull Zach, and it seemed that the phantom man was about to give up.

Zach looked back at Daniel and frowned. When he turned back, his eyes were already red, "Open the door and let us in. We have something to ask."

Since you want to use such weak defenses to make us, who are harmless, feel the distance, then let us become the things you really need to guard against invading.

Zach waited for the woman to slowly put down the chain, opened the door, and stepped into the room regardless of the resentful Huanren behind her.

This is a very ordinary apartment. There are three or four cats lying leisurely on the sand. There is a cat smell in the whole space.

The woman is a typical cat lady who lives alone.

Zach looked around for a moment and lost interest. His red eyes looked at the woman who was still a little confused as to why she let her in. "Where did Willy's family move to? You should have a forwarding address, give it to us now. "

"Oh, I do." The woman nodded and slowly walked towards the bedroom.

Zach and the cat on the sand looked at each other for a while, then the woman came out with an address and looked into Zach's red eyes again.

Zach glanced at the address and found that he had moved to the West End. The vampire folded up the address and asked casually, "Follow me to your apartment, why are you so defensive."

The woman sighed, and a cat grabbed her by the corner and climbed into her arms, "Some time ago, the security was not good. Your friends, Willy's house was invaded. Although there was no loss, everyone was No sense of security..."

The woman began to chatter. Some residents called her to see a stranger when they saw him coming in. Some residents asked for a security guard to come to watch the night. They signed a petition to add a chain to the door lock. The rent was forced to be lowered...

Zach lost his patience again, and it became ridiculous to want to 'invade' the other party's home out of anger.

The vampire shook his head impatiently and held the shoulder of the woman who was complaining endlessly. "Okay, okay, we haven't been here before. Say goodbye."

The two exited the apartment building. Zach took out another bottle of wine and handed the address to Daniel. As they walked, he said, "We still have time. We can go to the West End to visit Willie first, and then you can go to the evening party with me." reunion."

Daniel looked at the address. The landlady was very 'responsible' and even wrote her phone number.

"Well, no need." Daniel stopped Zach, "I'll call first and make an appointment before visiting. Anyway, there will be plenty of time in the future."

Zach turned back, looked at Daniel's face with a deliberate smile, thought for a moment, raised his eyebrows, "Just do what you want."