Matthew was finally liberated from Alpha's slaughtering teachings, and the young wolf couldn't wait to sit next to Danny. Those strange races finally became living creatures here, instead of just being rakes with the fate of having their necks broken.
Benjamin frowned, "Blood, for soul aliens, use your own blood." Before leaving, Alpha did not forget to instill the correct knowledge into Matthew's mind.
The truck left Grande and headed north. Seth, who came by bus, was taken along the way, and Zach was going to visit the 'General' and listen to the rumors on the street.
Although it is convenient to ask Crowley, the rumors are more subjective because they reflect the 'General's' reaction to the incident. Moreover, Zach had a strange feeling. Why should he ask Crowley? This guy is obviously Barton's newbie, but he knows Barton better than Grande! This made the vampire a little unhappy.
After entering the North District, head east. I'm actually not afraid to tell you that vampires are very familiar with the Northeast. Because vampires know that if there are one or two people missing here occasionally, Barton City will not care. Of course we are talking about the former Grand House. Since the spring, the Grand House has changed a lot. A vampire hasn't set foot here for a long time.
Outside the general's rest stop, several people were carrying ladders and huge signs, replacing the original small ones. The 'general' himself tilted his head, holding a cigar between his fingers, and commanded people outside the door to "stand taller." , a little to the right..."
"New look!" Zach stood behind the 'General' and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yes!" The 'General' seemed to be surprised by Zach's visit. He turned around and smiled, "How is it? There are no fewer bars here than on Becky Street, but they are all lifeless!" He seemed very happy and pointed at the signboard. The neon lights above said, "My place will become the brightest bar in this area! Wait until night... Hehe!"
Look at the 'General's' eyebrows raised up and down. Zach nodded helplessly. If all the bars here had neon lights, that wouldn't be good news for vampires. Although I haven't been here for a long time, if this place becomes like Becky's regardless of day and night, Zach won't have the opportunity to come out for a late night snack on an impromptu basis.
The 'General' tilted his head towards Seth, who knew what order he gave, and Seth left with the other companions. The 'General' pulled Benjamin over. "I have something good to show you!"
Last week's bar party was the second party that Benjamin attended. The topic developed by the veterans made the relationship between 'General' and Benjamin grow rapidly. So now Zach was left alone again, helplessly following the two of them into the bar.
The bar shrouded in smoke has not changed due to the new facade. The idle strong man is sitting on the bar, chatting casually. The 'General' led the two of them straight inside. After passing the kitchen, he opened a secret door and entered the basement.
Zach blinked, "I didn't know you were still in the gun business."
Wall shelves, tables. Filled with all kinds of firearms, this is a weapons arsenal. Although Zach had seen the 'General's' men carry guns, Zach did not expect that the 'General' actually had a complete arsenal of weapons!
"This is just my hobby!" 'General' waved his hand, "Every one is registered!"
Well, who would believe it.
The general took out a box and placed it on the table. With excitement on his face, he opened it in front of Benjamin.
It's an old rifle. Zac weapons were not studied, in the eyes of vampires. It's just a tool humans use to make up for the lack of claws and teeth, a matter of racial pride. Zach just felt familiar. But Benjamin quickly picked it up, loaded and unloaded, loaded and aimed...
This action was very familiar. Zach remembered that Anthony, Ian, and Benjamin had all mastered this action. This was an old gun that was commonly used in previous wars and has been discontinued long ago.
It seems this is really just a hobby of 'The General'. Because the bullets for this thing are extinct.
"How's it going?" the 'General' asked excitedly, "I just got it yesterday!" He took the gun barrel and stroked the scratches on it, "You can also smell the residual smell of the land above!"
It was the smell of the battlefield, but it was actually a rancid smell. The gun now looks complete and smooth though. But it was buried for God knows how long.
Zach was really not interested in these and smiled, "Congratulations on getting another collectible. In fact, we came here to ask something."
The 'General' glanced at Zach with his lips curled up, "I knew you weren't interested in this stuff." He put the gun back in his hand and patted Benjamin, "Look here as you like! Your brother is a boring guy! We Go up and say it.”
In Grand House, Zach is the brains and Benjamin is the muscles, both are indispensable. At least this is the impression that Zach deliberately created, so the correct way to get along with the Grand House is to please the muscle and make him, Benjamin, happy; when the brain, Zach, has something to say, listen.
Back above, the two of them sat in a small box behind the bar. The 'General' smiled and said, "Let me guess, are you here because of what happened last night?"
Zach smiled and nodded.
"I knew someone would come and ask." The 'General' had already opened the cigar box, took out a cigar, cut it and handed it to Zach. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank God, you are here."
'The General' is a very smart and thoughtful guy, and Zach is very fond of him. Just one sentence has already stated the bias of the position.
"You should thank your friend in the police station. He thought of your situation, so." Zach took the cigar and pointed to himself, "I'm here."
The 'General' smiled and patted Zach on the shoulder, "That's our mutual friend!" There was a smile that could only be understood on his face, "Who knew, our friends are partners!"
In Seth's incident, the relationship between this quadrilateral was already very clear, but it was not a relationship suitable for public display, so everyone maintained a tacit understanding not to break it. But this is the 'General's' territory, he can say whatever he wants.
Zach smiled and said, "Tell me, what do you know?"
The 'General' shook his head helplessly, "We were all here last night to celebrate Seth and the others coming out. The incident didn't come out until this morning. I didn't hear much." He frowned, "But what is certain is that Police, uh, what’s his name?”
"Chapman." Zach answered.
"Chapman?" The 'General' shook his head and said that he had no memory, but knowing that the name was also information, how to use it was not Zach's concern. He continued, "He was indeed beaten by a gang member, and he fired the gun. The unfortunate guy who was injured was sent out of Barton City in the morning and was temporarily hiding."
Now that it's a gang, it's time for Zach to provide police information.
"Chapman is missing. He didn't come back to the police station. Now our friends are really investigating." Zach held a smoking cigar in his hand.
"Are they two from the homicide team?" The 'General' frowned even more tightly, which meant that the police had already made preliminary assumptions and were not planning to recover anyone alive.
Zach nodded, "Do you know anything else?"
'General' thought for a while, "I'm not sure if the following is true. The rumor on the street is that Chapman is not dead and drove away by himself. When the guys who beat people went back to clean up the aftermath, they found The person is gone.”
Aftermath means getting rid of the body and the patrol car, and don't forget it was a bunch of drunk guys doing something to someone who pissed them off. They themselves were certain that Chapman would not survive.
Zach thought for a moment, "Did anyone see Chapman make it out alive?"
The 'General' tugged his upper lip, tilted his head, hunched his shoulders and put his arms directly on the back of the sofa, and said nothing. It's an irritated expression.
This is the trouble. Of course, no one will admit that they killed the policeman, so the 'General' has told Zach this part in advance, and he himself doesn't know whether it is true or false.
Zach shook his head and smiled. He would not ask 'General' the name of the gang that beat people. Obviously, that would destroy the friendship between the two parties. The vampire has completed the purpose of this trip. He asked about the connection between James' disappearance and the gunshots. Things will turn into a battle between the Barton Police Department and the gang. The information known to both parties is incomplete, so it is only fair.
Zach stood up and was about to leave, but he suddenly remembered something. At the last gathering, Nuo was absent, saying that he was away from Barton temporarily on a business trip. Zach had some guesses, related to Quest. Zach had a good impression of Nuo and didn't want his colleague to be harmed. "By the way, is there any news about Nuo? You two are relatively close."
The 'General' smiled and put aside his annoyance for the time being, "Still outside, I talked on the phone once. He seemed to be living quite comfortably. He treated it as a vacation. He will probably come back after having fun."
Zach smiled and shook his head, "Convey my regards next time you call."
The 'General' nodded, told Zach to wait, and went to the basement to call back Benjamin, who pretended to be interested in firearms.
Grande's brother left the General's rest stop.
"Where to go?" Benjamin held the steering wheel. His views on firearms were actually the same as those of vampires, but it was not painful to pretend. Military life had special meaning to Benjamin.
Many photos from that time hang in Benjamin's warehouse. As for the reason for the deep times, everyone can think so. Alpha, who had just lost his tribe, regarded military life as an adjustment period. Those former comrades were the healing process that helped Benjamin get over the grief of leading his tribe to death.
So he was actually a little dissatisfied with Zach for pulling him out of his memories so quickly.
Zach looked at the sunlight through the car window. It was still some time before dinner, and Louise might not be back yet. The vampire pursed his lips and said, "Mary Church."
James' basic needs have been met, but being stuck in this position of clear opposition is not a good thing for the police department or the gang. Zach decided to be a good man and stick to it, and James' gratitude was what Zach valued more. (..)