To the north of Lister Building, it connects with Bache Street. It was approaching nine o'clock, and all the shopping malls in the direction of Liszt were closed. Most of the people were heading towards Beqi. The truck followed the flow of people and turned into Beqi, stopping at the corner of the street.
"What are they going to do?" Zach leaned out of the car window and looked at a somewhat shabby department store, Pixar Department Store.
Benjamin shrugged, reached across Zach's body and pushed open the passenger door, "You get out, we'll wait here."
Zach curled his lips and got out of the car. First, he stuck to the corner of the street, turned slightly sideways, and glanced at a liquor truck parked in front of him. In fact, Benjamin had already lost the trace of the shadow man in the mixed smell after entering the center of the North District. They were able to follow him until now, thanks to Walter's old truck with oil leakage...
Zach thought, what to do? Walter's car door was pushed open, and Walter walked around the front of the car with a sullen face and walked directly into Pixar Department Store. The vampire raised his eyebrows, turned around and observed, entering the safe exit at the corner of the street.
Pixar Department Store was once the largest department store in Barton City. Of course, it has fallen into decline. Mr. Pixar Sr., who was one of the founders of Barton City, has passed away. Now the mall, which is still open at nearly nine o'clock, belongs to his grandson.
Zach pressed his nose. The smell in the safe passage was not pleasant, a musty smell mixed with various sour odors. The emergency lights attached to the wall of the passage were flashing, and in the faint blue light, some homeless people could be seen lying on the passage, staring at the gentleman who suddenly walked by, Zach.
It's lonely here.
As the noise gradually approached, Zach pushed open the security door and officially entered the mall.
It's much brighter here, like daytime. But this is not a compliment. It is just like the market during the day, except that it has a ceiling. It has nothing to do with shopping malls at all.
The noisy crowd passed by Zach. Zach had to watch his step at all times, otherwise someone would yell, "Hey! You stepped on my product! You have to buy it!"
If you want to visit indoor street stalls in Barton City, this place can satisfy you, but remember. Keep your wallet safe.
Of course, not everything is piled on the floor. From the backlog of bags, clothes, packaging boxes... you can occasionally see the shadow of the counter. In the middle of the hall on the first floor, the goods had been piled up to the height of the second floor. Zach looked up and saw a man standing on the ladder, shouting to the bottom, "You want this?! If I take it down, you will Must buy!”
Zach stopped. He was curious as to how the boss would take out the box stuck in the middle.
Someone pushed behind the vampire, "Get out of the way! Didn't you see someone behind you?"
Zach reluctantly stepped aside and watched a group of people carrying a huge closet move outside. Perhaps I should add that the products here are nothing you can’t imagine.
Zach watched the closet move slowly in front of him. The brown-red patent leather was incomplete and was obviously a second-hand item.
The blocked view was opened again, and the flow of people began to fill the gap squeezed by the closet. Walter’s profile flashed through the crowd. Zach shook his head and walked in that direction.
Walter's purpose seems clear. Weaving through various stalls and counters, we soon reached the stairs. Zach pushed through the crowd and followed him.
The second floor of Pixar Department Store is much cleaner than the first floor. There are no more stalls on the ground everywhere. Although the goods are still piled up so that you can't see the difference between the containers, it still looks like a store. . There was also a boss-like person behind the counter talking to the customers.
Walter went straight to the innermost store. We walked into a shop filled with bottles and cans.
"Walter!" The boss is a middle-aged Indian woman. Like Sibella, she wears a shawl covered with unknown patterns on her shoulders, and the edges of the tassels are sparsely hanging. She seemed happy to see Walter and stood up from behind the counter. The tarnished silk skirt swayed in front of her and behind her.
"Why are you here!" The woman touched her face nervously. She wasn't very good-looking. Her deep outline and thin body made her look too skinny. Of course, this is a common problem among Indian women. As long as she puts on some light makeup, her appearance will look much better, but obviously, she is not wearing makeup now, and her face has a hint of exhaustion after a day's work.
"I'm here to buy some 'perfume.'" Walter smiled, half of his front teeth missing being completely exposed. But it seems that he doesn't care about this.
The woman obviously didn't care either. She turned around happily and looked at Walter sideways, "Is it still the same as before? 'Dusk Attraction', 'Soothing Whisper'..."
Zach raised his eyebrows, there was actually an Indian pharmacist in Barton City! The vampire who was about to step forward turned around and approached another store. He raised his finger at the boss who was about to speak, "Shh."
"No, it's not." Walter's voice had rare sincerity. In Zach's reflection, Walter is either cynically impatient or hypocritically deceitful.
"I need a 'perfume' that can cover up all smells." Walter lowered his voice as he described his request, "Especially the smell of corruption, and drugs."
The sound of the bottles and jars colliding disappeared, and the woman's movements obviously stopped. She seemed to be hesitant, "Walter? Are you in any trouble?"
"No, no!" Walter emphasized with a smile, "Just doing a favor for an old friend. Well, he acted, well, it was a little inconvenient, well, that's it."
This guy who lives by cheating seems to be stuttering a little. This shouldn't be the case, unless, unless he doesn't want to lie to the person in front of him!
"Walter." The woman's voice lengthened, and then after a brief silence, the woman seemed to have made a decision, and the sound of rummaging sounded.
After a while, the woman's voice sounded again, "This 'isolation', um." She seemed to be hesitating, "He, he needs to drink it. This tastes very bad and is hard to drink, but you must drink it all." Her tone was a little low, "After Sibella left, many raw materials can no longer be cultivated, so I can't improve it."
"Okay, it doesn't matter." Walter's voice said, "How much..."
He was interrupted, "You...be careful and stay safe."
"Yeah." Walter said no more.
Zach listened to the long silence, God knows what the two of them were doing.
Walter's side face appeared in Zach's field of vision again, with a slight red color. This guy's safety awareness was really bad. Zach had never deliberately hidden his traces, but this guy never found out!
Zach shook his head and followed Walter again, while taking one last look at the perfume shop, 'Crescent's Perfume Shop'.
From the second floor to the first floor, you can see the chaotic crowd in the entire hall. Zach thought this might be the only place where he could have a good conversation. The vampire waited until the ground on the second floor was above his head, then stepped forward and patted Walter on the shoulder.
"Walter." Zach curled his lips, "You don't have any sense of tracking prevention."
Walter's suddenly trembling body leaned against the dirty handrail, and he turned his head in surprise, "Zach!"
The vampire shook his head helplessly, "Are you serious? Are you really surprised?"
Walter's eyes quickly shifted and he stepped on his feet, wanting to see the situation on the second floor.
Zach waved his hand, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to that woman." Zach smiled, this guy's emotions were too easy to guess.
After the initial surprise, Walter's face immediately darkened. "What do you want to do?" Walter lowered his voice. Only now did he know how to look around and pay attention to whether anyone was paying attention to his side. But here are the stairs, only people passing by rush by, no one cares what they say.
"I should be the one to ask this question." Zach shook his head, raised his hand that had just been placed on the armrest, frowned and rubbed away the stains, "What are you doing?"
"None of your business!" Walter clicked his tongue and turned around as if to leave.
"Unfortunately, you kidnapped my detective, James Lance, so it's none of my business." Zack sighed.
Walter was surprised again, turned around and glared at Zach, "Is he yours?!"
"Friend." Zach waved his hand, "And when you were controlled by Crowley in the church, he was with us, don't you have any impression?"
Walter frowned and began to remember. In the first week when Crowley came to Barton, she gathered these people with magical talents to bring them back to hell. Of course, in the end, Grande stepped in and let them all go.
Walter's memory of that week was not very clear. They were all controlled by demons and forcibly bound to the choir, practicing a song praising the Virgin Mary over and over again. It was as if they had been brainwashed, and Walter's memory was in chaos. Afterwards, the only person Walter could think of to rescue them was Grande, because the Windrush couple had already left Barton City.
Walter shook his head, "I don't remember." Then he realized something, "What do you mean? He knows about us?"
Zach raised his eyebrows. The vampire didn't know what Walter and James said, but he didn't care much. As long as James was still alive, he was sure of this, "I don't think he remembers you." Zach. Ke smiled, if James could calmly pay attention to the human flesh background when he saw the devil for the first time, then he wouldn't need his own 'teaching'.
Zach reached out directly and took out a small bottle from Walter's pants pocket without any courtesy, "'Isolation', I have heard of this thing, which can isolate all breath. Wizards often use it after the relationship with werewolves breaks down. This thing is used to escape the pursuit of wolves. What does Wander want this for?"
Walter's face turned completely gloomy, and Zach directly said the shadow man's name, which meant that this vampire already knew everything!
There was no need to hide it anymore, "It's that Chapman who wants it!" Walter grabbed the potion, "What on earth do you want to do!"
The vampire's lips widened, "Are you helping Wander escape from Crowley? I want to help." (...)