"That person..." As soon as he opened his mouth, James closed his mouth again, stood up from the chair, walked around the somewhat empty office a few times, and asked, 'Is that person still alive? 'The question was forced back. The answer should not be surprising, so there was no need to ask.
James pressed his hands on the back of the chair, looked at Zach, opened his mouth, then closed it again, and turned around a few more times. This time the question he pressed back was what Eli and the Saints wanted to do. The reason he didn't ask was that he knew the nature of Fight Club better than Zach, after all, he had personally participated in an operation.
So the answer must not be a good thing. James doesn't want to hear it, so what if he knows? Saints Sissi, Gangro, and Eli, as a police detective, he can't move any of them, which only adds to his troubles!
Zach watched James walking around in the office without disturbing him, swaying his wine glass and waiting for him to think by himself.
James pressed the back of the chair again, pinched the soft back cushion with his fingers, glanced at Zach and moved away, "What do you want to express when you tell me this now."
"What do you think I'm talking about?" Zach asked back. There was no evil intention, but the previous conversation had proved James' thinking and judgment ability. Zach was curious about what James would think of.
James twitched his lips, "That person..." Out of guilt, James tried not to say the person's name, "Before going to 105, he stole something from Hermann's factory. "
Zach didn't respond and continued to shake the glass.
"After the club case was over, I tried to report the matter to Chief Cologne." James glanced at Zach, "It was rejected because the owner did not report the case, which was causing trouble for the police station."
Zach raised his eyebrows, it turned out that this was the reason why the incident was buried.
"I don't think you're going to tell me directly what's going on. Do you?"
Zach nodded, "I will tell you what I said to the Southern District Police Department. That's all I can say. What you want to ask about Herman, this is what I can give you."
James took a serious look at Zach's expression, his face was gloomy, but he nodded. "It's over when you finish talking." James let go of the back of the chair, stared at the vampire, and suddenly used a threatening tone, "This better have something to do with the current matter! If I want to pursue this clue, give it to the director If you are looking for trouble, it will affect me in the end, and I won’t let you Grande have an easy time!”
This threat came without warning, and Zach was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and carefully looked at James' expression. But the detective had closed his eyes. His thick chest swelled and he took a deep breath.
Zach pouted, shook his head, and was too lazy to ask. He knocked on the wine glass and said, "Do you have anything else? If not, I think you need to leave." Zach deliberately smiled, "Wes and I still have an appointment. I don't think you will be happy with him and me. Do everything together.”
James took a deep breath and stared at Zach with his opened eyes.
James spoke gloomily. Instead of using the meaningless warning, he changed it to, "Why do you have to provoke Wes. Do you think this is funny?"
"It's not fun to help find missing children." Zach shook his outstretched finger. "On the contrary, it's even more fun when you keep preventing me from doing my part to help the people of Barton. Detective Lance."
What Zach meant was that James was neither a native of Barton nor a police officer from the South District, so this stretch of the hand was a bit long.
James stared at Zach and said nothing for a long time. Zach was a little surprised and curious. While shaking the wine glass, he waited for James's counterattack.
Unfortunately, he didn't wait. James patted the back of the chair, turned around and left.
Zach twitched his lips, shook his head in confusion, and followed out of the office with the wine glass in hand. On the back porch, I watched James get into the car, turn around with a gloomy look, and leave Grande completely.
Zach stood on the back porch and watched James' car leave. He pursed his lips and looked at the swaying liquid in the wine glass. The reflection of a thick strip that was compatible with the color of the liquid in the glass swayed by. Zach stepped out of the back porch and raised his head. On the sunshade of the back porch, the shapechanger Jin Zheng climbed up the wall like a gecko. Half of his head stuck into the window of a room on the second floor. After a while, his whole body was in harmony with the surrounding colors. Melt into one and disappear.
Zach listened carefully and saw that the people upstairs were watching TV. A howling sound of unknown species came out. Zach smiled and ignored it. He hid on the back porch in two steps and was about to enter the house. , suddenly remembered something.
"Gold." Zach raised his head and called the shapechanger's name.
Without any sound, two black balls, like light bulbs, appeared in Zach's sight. Black eyes wrapped in cross-shaped blinking eyelids hung on the back porch and gradually appeared. She looked at Zach who was stroking his chin and thinking. Jin was waiting for Zach to speak.
Zach waved his hand, "It's okay." He turned around and entered the door. He almost guessed the reason why James had such a strange attitude toward him for provoking Wes.
Zach wanted to curl up the corners of his mouth to show his pride, but he stopped halfway and shook his head helplessly. James must have thought too much.
The sky gradually darkened as we waited. The TV on the second floor changed from a film of unknown content to 'Cook's Kitchen', and then even the Cook's Kitchen ended. Alice was busy in the kitchen for a long time. Finally, dinner was served.
Finally, even dinner was over. Zach sat next to Benjamin who was swinging in the hammock, frowning and looking at the time, "It's too slow."
If this was Grande's usual idle night, Zach would not say such a thing, but today is different. Sunday night is a gentleman's night, a gathering of gray professional circles, and Zach still needs to use tonight's 'Performance' to stimulate the progress of message channels in gray professional circles.
Benjamin sat up and pushed the vampire who was staring in the direction of the backyard entrance, with an impatient expression on his face. Because Zach himself didn't notice, his hand responsible for rocking the hammock had become longer and longer, and Alpha was almost shaken off by him.
"It's very simple now." Benjamin slapped Zach's hand that was holding the edge of the hammock away and stabilized his body, "What do you want to do more, go to a bar to act and deceive people, or stay here to help the police find missing children. "
Zach only has one, and he doesn't have the ability to be in two places and deal with two things.
Benjamin actually used such a description, Zach blinked, it seemed that there was no choice, "Well. If I stay here waiting for Wes, then you have to go to the bar to deal with those guys in the gray professional circle What?"
"Do you have anything to explain?" Benjamin looked at Zach indifferently and had already stood up and walked towards the truck parked in the warehouse.
This was a rare initiative from Benjamin. Zach curled up his lips and said, "Acquiesce to all the information, then tease and lure Herman, that's it."
"It's simple." Benjamin shrugged and set off. (..)