Zach put down the phone and said, "Lipp." Two words came out of the vampire's mouth. After a moment of silence, Zach shook his head. Thinking about clueless things is a waste of time.
Zach looked at the scattered items on the table. He wanted Mason to keep Seth's belongings safe. I don't know what this guy was thinking. By taking out everything, did he want to hand it over
The vampire didn't really want to touch anything like a murder weapon, but looked at Seth's necklace curiously. It looks like just a cross necklace inlaid with beads. Zach touched one of his fingers, and it wasn't silver. But something happened that puzzled Zach. The moment the vampire touched it, a round bead exploded without warning or sound.
Gray-black light and shadow mixed with bright red light spots that quickly extinguished, enveloped the vampire and the desk, and slowly faded in the air.
When the office door was pushed open, Madison glanced at the covered desk, frowned, and waved. The fluffy gray-black light and shadow covering the desk was dispersed, revealing the confused vampire inside.
"The third drawer." Madison said calmly.
Zach did as he was told, took out a stack of paper with words printed on it, and handed it to Madison, "What is this?"
"Manuscript." Madison took it, "You asked me to look at Sheila." He tried his best to contain his dissatisfaction, "If you read my work report, you will know what this is.
Recently, in Madison’s work report, there will be a note briefly describing Sheila’s movements. Zach didn't care how many more bodies were burned in the mill, how much money he made, how much money he spent, but he would take this note seriously every time...
Zach curled up his lips. He really didn't want to have to deal with work issues with Madison anymore, "I read it. Your report said that she didn't write anything troublesome anymore." The scattered light and shadow disappeared, and the vampire smiled, "You too She didn’t send me a copy of her manuscript to read.”
Madison twitched the corner of his mouth, took out a pen, and seemed to be leaving.
"What are you going to do?" Zach was a little curious, curious about what twists and turns Sheila had come up with. "Is this a new story she wrote?"
Madison exhaled impatiently, holding the article in his hand with no intention of showing it to Zach. He stared at the vampire, "You asked me to be her friend." He couldn't tell whether it was a complaint or something, "I did it. Now. She is my friend and will let me help her revise it." Madison waved her hand outside the office, "I will not show what my friend wrote to others without permission."
Zach raised an eyebrow, fair enough.
"Now. If nothing happens, I'm going to find a place where I won't be disturbed and help my friend." Madison seemed to be very concerned about this matter. He emphasized his tone and turned around to leave. Just as he was about to go out, he turned around again and glanced at the guns and daggers on the desk in annoyance... He clicked his tongue, "Take these things off my desk!"
Zach shook his head helplessly. He had already accepted the meaning of Madison's words. It was his fault, Madison was right. This is his office. While we all understand why the vampire needs to be here for the time being, and using Madison's office seems natural, Zach deserves it for making himself unpopular with the staff.
"Okay." Zach straightened his appearance and stood up, "You can take your office back. If anyone comes to see me, tell them I'm at the Church of the Holy Child."
Zach pouted. When he came out of Grande, he could still calmly say - 'If anyone comes to see me, tell them I'm at the mill', and now, he was transferred again. All that was left was a feeling of self-pity.
Madison was not curious about what Zach was going to do, so he quickly sat back in his seat, held the pen with two disgusted fingers, and pushed Seth's sundries to the corner of the table.
"Mason." Zach looked helplessly at Madison's actions and shook his head, "Take your things, we are going to visit someone."
Mason, who was chatting with Leon again, heard Zach's call and trotted over. He looked at the sundries pushed to the corner of the table with some confusion, "You don't want these things?"
Zach shrugged, "I told you, I have already paid for four days. It doesn't matter what you want to do in the future. But during these four days, you still have to play your role well. These are still yours." Zach He smiled, "But we can send him to a more suitable person."
Mason had no idea what Zach was talking about, so he nodded, and while Madison frowned, he stuffed the gun and dagger back into his waist.
If anyone is really qualified to take care of Seth's things, Zach can only think of Constantine. Moreover, although the small explosion that just occurred on the necklace did not cause any harm to the vampire, it aroused Zach's curiosity.
Of course, there is the most important point. The Church of the Holy Child is now Crowley's place. Zach decided to stimulate Crowley by appearing there, reminding the fallen angel, "Vampires have nothing to do. Come and ask vampires to help deal with the hunter's problem." '.
Can everyone understand the evil taste of vampires? He could obviously go directly to the Church of Mary and take the initiative to lend a helping hand to Crowley, but no, the vampire just went to the Church of the Holy Child to talk to Constantine.
Mason was at the controls of the old-fashioned sedan, with Zach in the back seat, pointing the way, first south on Route 27. When he was about to turn west in order to avoid passing the Grand House, Zach's fingers stopped in the air, "You know what, let's not be in a hurry and continue south. Let's visit another person first. "
"Oh." Mason nodded and continued driving according to Zach's instructions. They were going to visit Wes.
Zach didn't expect that Wes had finished work and went home to rest. It was obvious that the head of the Southern District Police Department did not like this rookie. Working continuously was the easiest way to show off his power.
Zach left a note and slipped it under the door.
'Wes, I know this may be an unreasonable request, but could you do me a favor? I am very curious about a patient named 'Philip' or 'Lipp' in the nursing home. When the police investigate the missing persons in the nursing home, can you help me keep an eye on this person? Yes, this guy must be on the missing list, I guarantee it. Thanks. —Zach'.
Vampires are a long-winded guy, so on the back of the note, there's a side note.
'ps, you can ask James, he may know something about this guy named Lip. '
Like I said, vampires are long-winded guys.
'PS's ps, James is in the hospital, I can't move much in the hospital, if you have time, you can visit and give me my gift. '
Zach emptied a snack jar, sadly filled a small half bottle of the world's most powerful healing potion, and left it at the door.
Back in the car, Zach took out a new snack can and directed Mason to go west while replenishing the lost blood.
"This Father Constantine." Mason put his hand on the steering wheel and asked probingly, "Is he also a demon hunter?"
Zach raised his eyebrows, shook his head, and answered uncertainly, "I don't know." Alas, our vampire knows too little about his neighbors.
"He and Seth," Mason continued, "are they friends?"
"I think—" Zach trailed off helplessly, "It should be." Zach had never really figured out the relationship between Constantine and Seth. Only that they must have known each other at one time or another can be confirmed.
"I'm very confused." Mason pursed his lips, "Why didn't Seth actually join Crowley when he was already a demon? Why would he, a human, join?" Mason put his hand on the steering wheel and raised it, waving it in front of him. , "I mean, just to look after Seth? That doesn't make sense..."
Mason seemed to be seriously wondering.
Zach raised his eyebrows. In the moving closed space, he had already given Mason a rough description of Constantine. Zach originally thought that Mason would wonder about Constantine being friendly to Grande before Crowley came, but he didn't expect that he would wonder about another thing, "Is this difficult to understand?"
"Yeah." Mason nodded. He seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head and said to Zach, "I didn't make it clear. There are some differences between the western part of the Federation and the eastern part, as well as the central part." He organized his words, "The western part is different." The devil does not control the church." He had already said this and seemed to want to explain it in detail.
"We in the west used to have the support of the Sabbat." Mason paused, "When the door opened, under the protection of the Sabbat, no one was controlled by the devil." Seemingly recalling something bad, he shook his head, "But the devil After reaching an agreement with the Sabbat, they no longer support us. But fortunately we have preserved our strength, and the demons have not been able to break through our defenses and invade. But we have also lost contact with other cities."
"The situation in the central part is much worse than here." Mason shook his head. "It is said that when the door was first opened, the entire connection in the central part was cut off."
Zach pouted. The Secret Federation supports the independence of the Federation. They do not feel that they have done anything wrong and need to support the church in an atonement manner. It is conceivable that just like Barton, the devil may have destroyed the entire church overnight and replaced it without any sound.
Well, the word "destruction" is a bit strong. As long as they are not unlucky enough to be entangled by low-level demons, everyone will still be alive and well. But instead it's true.
"Before the agreement between the Sabbat and the devil is reached." Mason's face turned strange. "The West will try to gather all the people who are not controlled by the devil." It is obvious that he is not talking about people in ordinary churches, but people who know the real world. Guys, including the witcher.
Zach raised an eyebrow.
"Actually, half of our tutors are not from the west. They escaped from the central and eastern areas." Mason blinked blankly, "There is even a tutor who studies the history of alien races from Massachusetts."
Zach pondered for a while, "So, your real question is, why did Constantine become the devil's slave when Barton did it, instead of leaving here long ago and heading to the west?"
"Yeah." Mason nodded. (..)