According to normal procedures, the Grande House should be cordoned off by the police, and the injured party, the Grande members, should move out and cooperate with the police investigation until the case is concluded. But since there are people on both sides who are sensible enough, there is no need for this meaningless form to exist.
Lunch started a little late, and Weiss, who was exuding fatigue, took the time to sleep in Grande's guest room for two hours.
"I didn't mean to wake you up." Zach opened Wes' shoulders, who were curled up on the bed, and woke up the young man.
The short sleep seemed to have no effect. When Weiss was woken up, his entire face was swollen and abnormally pink. But he still rubbed his face quickly, mustered up the energy to sit up on the bed, and tried his breath with very subtle movements. It wasn't too bad. He looked at Zach, a little confused.
Weiss didn't know why Director Pers gave him a sudden break from get off work. But since he was really tired, he didn't show any pretentiousness in rejecting Master Grande's kindness and fell asleep for the time being.
Zach directly took out the newspaper at hand, folded out the South Side News in the corner of the society page, handed it to Wes, and said very directly, "I can help."
Weiss' vision was not very clear yet. He held the newspaper in front of his face, almost touching the ant-sized ink writing. After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Has this been in the newspaper?"
It seems that this guy's reaction has not fully recovered, and his focus is slightly off. Zach took the newspaper away and looked at Wes helplessly, "Wes, I can help."
Weiss blinked, and after a while, an idea came to him. "Oh, thank you."
Zach pursed his lips, eh, how could this guy be so slow when he was supposed to be smart? The vampire held Wes' shoulders, "Wes, you need to ask me for help. Only then can I help you. You understand."
Wes was being held down by the vampire, and his eyes were a little strange. He flickered for a long time before he seemed to react, "Oh, you mean James."
Zach curled his lips, and the guy finally reacted and nodded, "That's James. He values you as a friend, so he warned me not to 'touch' you." Zach raised his eyebrows and used In a guiding tone, "But if you ask, it has nothing to do with him, it's just you and me."
Weiss frowned and rubbed his eyes subconsciously. He naturally shifted his gaze and seemed to be thinking about something. "Is this what you wanted to say by keeping me here?"
"Yes." Zach nodded straightforwardly, "My impression of old Mel is not bad. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have never done anything for this South District that I have lived in for such a long time. If I can help I’m happy to help this old man who is loved by everyone in the South District.”
Weiss shook his head, "It's useless." There was a regret in his tone of giving up.
Maybe I found this statement to be ambiguous. Wes waved his hand quickly and glanced at Zach, "I don't mean to look down on you. I know that I can do a lot of things. But now, even you can't do anything, and it's too late. We have been searching the eastern coastline since the afternoon yesterday, and found nothing except children's belongings that were discovered one after another on the shore and on the sea. It took too long and Teddy is no longer there."
"Teddy?" Wes's negativity had no effect on the vampire, "Is this the fat boy's name?"
Wes nodded, lowering his head in a depressed mood.
Zach felt it was necessary to broaden the world view of the depressed person in front of him, "When you say he is no longer here, do you mean he is dead?"
Wes looked up at Zach, his frown indicating that he didn't like the vampire's straightforward question. But it was a fact. He nodded and lowered his head again.
"Did James tell you that he was once entangled by an Earthbinder (Ryan)?" Zach shook his head, "The reason is that I deliberately framed him to use the witch to summon the Earthbinder. technique, so he sees things he would never have seen."
Weiss raised his head again, still frowning, "You mean the person is dead, but it's not really dead."
"Correct." Zach is actually not very optimistic. The fat boy Teddy he once met has shown the cleverness and willfulness of an ordinary boy (acting in front of Zach and Matthew to deceive his grandfather). If the case The location was on the coast, a place that was extremely dangerous for adults. Zach didn't think a naughty child could survive.
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Perls didn't reveal any more information to me, and the newspaper didn't write it in detail." Zach shook his head, "But since you all mobilized to search, I can only speculate that your police have no Without reliable clues, we can only use this laborious and stupid method."
Wes listened, but he didn't argue. What Zach said is right. It was because the police had no clues about the missing person that they spent a lot of manpower and time until now they want to give up.
Zach looked at Wes, who was already thinking, and paused for a moment to give him time to react before speaking again, "What I can give may not have anything to do with the perfect ending in the true sense. If Teddy is really no longer a human being, Existence, I can't change anything. But I can find out how things develop, and I can give this disappearance case a real end, both for you, the police, and for old Mel."
Wes looked into Zach's eyes, thinking, and he understood what Zach meant. Regardless of life or death, not finding Teddy is not the end of the incident, nor does it mean it is over. A missing child case that was a failure for the police will forever hang over the heads of all South Side police officers. For old Mel, it was a knot that would never have an answer, stuck in his heart.
After thinking about it, Wes pursed his lips, "I want your help, whether Teddy is dead or not..." He didn't finish his sentence, but obviously there was no hope left. Zach shook his head, "Even if it's not... We are talking about humans, and I also want to know the process and why it became like this, and I want an end that can be given to Mel."
Zach nodded and turned his head with his curved mouth, "Then it has nothing to do with James, now." Zach looked at the door of the guest room, "You need to get to know someone, and don't worry about James's prejudices. , is a demon, Mike.”
Demon Mike appeared at the door of the guest room, waved with a smile, "Hello, Wes."
"Mike." Wes smiled reluctantly and nodded to the person who came in.
In the relationship between James and Wes, Grande is a landmine, and every time he mentions it, it makes James vigilant. Well, the devil is a little weird, the mine turns into James himself, and James will explode at the slightest touch.
"We need to be objective and comprehensive." Zach smiled and looked at Mike, "The time is from yesterday afternoon to now, and the scope is expanded to the entire Barton. Have your loyal dogs (cerberus) dragged back a barking dog? Teddy's Earthbinder." Zach gestured, "A boy so tall and fat."
In Wes's eyes, the demon named Mike lost his expression, and the blackness in his eyes surged.
Inexplicably, Wes was distracted looking at Mike, the devil. Is there no heaven in this world now, only hell? (..)