The new truck passed by the Grand House, but did not stop. Instead, it drove directly to the cemetery area to the west. Benjamin also missed the undead, and when he picked up Zach, he only said, "I hope that guy can reach Grande safely."
Zach was no longer very interested in finding White. What he needed to know had been asked. What he should be worrying about was how to get into the fight club.
Under the sunshine approaching noon, Zach, who was completely depressed, raised his arms and looked at White's tomb, which was buried just yesterday, and shook his head. There was nothing here, and even the underground coffin was dead silent. "It seems that he failed to arrive." here."
The three people stood in front of the tombstone and observed silence for half a minute. Back to Grande.
In the Grand House, there is a completely unexpected 'guest'.
Four or five police officers in civilian clothes stood in Grande's backyard. Grande's people were sitting on the seats on the back porch, with unnatural expressions on their faces.
"What's going on?" Zach frowned, half because of his physical lethargy, and half because of his confusion about the situation in front of him. Zach's eyes swept over the policemen who had their badges on their waists, and finally fell on Louise.
"Grand." The door to the back porch was opened, and Chief Pers of the Southern District Police Department pressed the door with one hand and beckoned Zach to follow him in.
Zach almost guessed what it was. He shook his head helplessly and glanced at the innocent-looking Danny Phantom. Maybe it was the wrong decision to keep him physical, and now he's trapped in the Grand, floating in Dylan's free backyard, occasionally glancing at Zach, which seems to say, 'None of my business. Don't look for me'.
Zach walked into the office and was a little helpless at Pearce's behavior of sitting at his desk, "Director. This is a bit exaggerated, don't you think?"
Pers clicked his tongue, "You should see something more exaggerated! Old Mel was directly invited to sit in the bureau, do you want it too!"
Zach smiled bitterly, "We just bought a second-hand car."
"Do you think I do?!" Pers curled his lips irritably, "Who told that rookie to talk too much!"
Zach was even more helpless. It's not Wes who's talkative, it's the director who's complaining now!
Zach walked behind the bookshelf, took out a cup and a wine bottle, and took a drink by himself, "You don't mind."
"What can I mind! Now is the mission!"
Zach was a little surprised at this, "Mr. Director, will you stay here forever? A few police detectives in the yard are not enough?"
The irritated expression on Perls's face became more serious, and he glared at Zach, "It's Grande's honor that I'm here in person!"
Zach raised an eyebrow. He realized that this guy was being punished. It was a complete accident that Grande knew about Wes' identity as a police officer. When Zach saw the situation, he could tell that the rookie Wes had a bad impression of the chief, so he truthfully responded to the process of Grande knowing his identity. This is the end of this director.
Zach thought for a while and shook his head, the police would appear here. It proves that James already knew that Grande was involved in the incident in a strange way, so it is not surprising at all that the people in the Grande House are now trapped.
Forget Lance's last name. As a core member of the special mission, he is also qualified to make demands for his own safety.
James obviously did not want the Grand House to be involved in this case, and imposed such a guarantee because Weiss's identity might be exposed.
Let me tell you clearly that this is not a divergence of Zach's thinking, thinking that James' morale is too low, but a fact. Now the Grand House is under police watch. Old Mel was invited to the police station, and even Georgina and Fitz in the North District were controlled, or 'protected'. That's what James asked for!
Oh, right. Also missing was Quist, who had spent one-on-one time with James. But his treatment is much better than others.
Zach sighed in his mind, 'James, as for it? '
"What are you thinking!" Pers stared at Zach's expression, "Don't think about anything! Just stay in Grande! All phone calls have to go through our people! You can't go out or contact the outside world. !”
Zach snorted lightly and smiled at Perls, "I was wondering what important matter Wes' police identity could be related to." Zach half-raised the corner of his mouth. Although lunch was going on, the vampire's true mood He didn't feel better because of eating at all, "I'm very curious now."
Pers glared at Zach, "What are you curious about! We are protecting you! If you don't want to be unlucky, throw away this boring curiosity!"
Zach raised his cup and accepted. Turn around and leave.
"What are you doing!" Pers shouted, he was very dissatisfied with Zach's attitude!
"Lunch." Zach looked back at Perls, "You make me not curious, so I won't ask how long this 'protection' will last. But Director, our lives have to go on, we need Prepare lunch.”
Pers choked and opened his mouth. This seemed to have touched his sore spot. God knows how long any ghost mission would last. If those two guys, who were both rookies in his eyes, dragged on for ten and a half days. , are they just going to stay in Grande for ten days and a half? ! .
He waved his hand, and the irritable expression on his face softened, "Go! Uh, Alice, right? I heard that she is very good at cooking!"
Zach raised his eyebrows, wondering how Pers knew this, with a smile on his face, "How does the director know that Sister Grande is a good cook?"
"Vincent said it." Pers became impatient again, "You go and let them prepare lunch first! I still have something to say!"
Zach swung his wine glass and went out. Are Vincent, the warden of Barton Prison, and Pers familiar? Why have I never heard the mention of the 'best warden'? Maybe the warden feels that Pearce, the chief of the Southern District Bureau, is not worthy of him. Zach cursed maliciously.
The people sitting in the back corridor didn't look very natural, and they didn't know when the police came or what they said when they came. It felt like the human aliens in this group were all trembling with fear. Only Benjamin was lying on the hammock without any feeling, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
After discovering that deliberately staying awake would lead to emotional disorders, Benjamin no longer resisted his own nature and let it go in exile. All worries would wait until Walter sent the sample analysis results.
Zach smiled normally and raised his glass to everyone. "Aren't you hungry?"
Alice stood up nervously and whispered, "I'm going to prepare lunch."
A voice of "I'm here to help" rang out. Zach shook his head and smiled as he watched a bunch of people enter the back door and turn into the kitchen. Even old Hank looked honest. Zach understands. There were too many tricks in the past, and this weird old man felt guilty...
Zack winked at the only unmoving King, who turned around so that his butt was facing the vampire. Still, no matter what Zach was thinking, the shapeshifter refused without thinking. As for why, it was the last time he went out to save Wells and cooperated with Danny the Phantom and Mike the Devil, which left a shadow on Jin.
The vampire took another look at Dylan, who was still dancing freely in the yard, and had no more thoughts of trying.
never mind. So be it. Zach thought that he would not be like James and treat the confrontation with the alien race as a child's play, but since James had already done this, what else could Zach have to take the initiative? Vampires are less self-respecting.
Back in the office, Zach rarely sat on the other side of the desk. The change of perspective gave Zach a strange feeling that this was not his own office.
"What did you do this morning?" Pers took out a notebook. He curled his lips and showed it to Zach. "Routine question."
"Testing the car, just shopping around." Zach answered casually.
"Where have you gone?"
"Did you pass somewhere?"
"kindness."
"South End Gospel Hall, um, Ixton District, North District, Mary Church. Ogier Street, Paisley, Back Bay area, the order is to go around, and then come back."
"Who did you meet? Did you say anything?" Pers glanced at Zach and seemed to be explaining, "I know you guys definitely didn't say anything about Wes. The answer is a routine question."
Zach took a sip of his wine and smiled, "I didn't see anyone, but I was testing the car. Who could I see?"
Pers glanced at Zach again, said nothing, and wrote quickly in his notebook.
"Any other questions?" Zach asked.
"How many times have we met?" Pers asked a strange question.
Zach narrowed his eyes, seeming to be thinking, "Two times, or three times, not counting the two meetings today."
Pers nodded, "It was three times, and it was when your mill contract was signed."
"Yes." Zach held his elbows and leaned the bar containing the red liquid against his lower lip. Zach waited for the director who obviously had something to say.
Pers snorted, patted Zach's desk, stroked his palm on the table, and his eyes slid along the back of his hand, "I don't think it's just based on the previous 'cooperative' relationship between you Grande and Vincent. , we can get cooperation with our branch.”
Pers looked back from the back of his hand and placed it on Zach, "The citizens of the South District seem to think you have something to do with me." His eyes hardened, "But I know, that's none of my business. thing!"
Zach suddenly felt that the Southern District Police Chief was cute, and he curled up the corners of his mouth unconsciously.
"I'm just a person who takes orders!" Pels looked into Zach's eyes, "You made me bear the suspicion of the entire South District. I think you should at least be a little conscious and satisfy my curiosity. .”
Pers tapped his fingers on the table, "Which person above is your Grande related to?"
The wine glass clinked on his lower lip, and Zach looked at the liquid in the glass, "Since you asked so straightforwardly, let me say this. Your mission this time is to cooperate with Newton City, and the candidate is Lan Si, Coulson and what you call a rookie."
Pers's pupils shrank slightly.
Zach smiled and looked at the curious director, "So, Lance, Cologne, or anyone you think might know, or even the mayor, choose the one you feel most comfortable with."
Would the vampire care that Pels had a twisted impression of him? No, because basically, Zach is like this, so fake and chilling from beginning to end.
Who knows how long that ghost mission will last, I hope this uncomfortable leave can keep this curious Mr. Director at a distance.
"Of course, don't tell me your choice." Zach smiled, "I will definitely deny it." (..)