"where are you going?"
As soon as James got out of the time elf, he walked directly to his car. As soon as he unlocked the door, Zach sat in the back seat very consciously. James couldn't stop the vampire's speed yet.
James didn't answer, but crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball and threw it at Zach in disgust. He didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all. He started the car without saying a word and turned with a clear purpose.
Zach was a little helpless. This opening was unexpectedly tangled, and James' repulsion was aroused too early as Zach expected. Zach couldn't really blame the ponytail waiter, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and bent down to find the ball of paper that had fallen into the seam of the car.
"What is this?" When Zach was looking for a ball of paper, he found a button under a seat.
James didn't answer with a sullen expression. Zach raised his eyebrows and pressed the button without any hesitation.
"Oh~" Zach hummed comfortably as he discovered the new world. From the seat to the back of the chair, something seemed to be slowly squirming and rubbing inside the comfortable cushions.
Zach didn't feel comfortable for long before James glared fiercely at the unconscious vampire and turned off the 'New World', "Don't push yourself too far!"
"Oh?" Zach smiled and unfolded the wrinkled letter, "Did I get anything?"
This conversation didn't even begin. I really don't know how James's mind works. Maybe he subconsciously thinks that the vampire owes him, so no matter what Zach does, he always 'makes progress'.
James vented his anger on the innocent vehicles in front of him. Regardless of the early morning hours or rush hour traffic, all he could do was wait and honk the horn willfully.
Without giving up, Zach quickly stuffed the flattened letter into the middle of the steering wheel. James pressed the horn again and stopped. His eyes only stayed on the handwriting in the letter for a moment, then he immediately turned away, grabbed the letter paper and crumpled it into a ball again.
I almost wanted to throw it out the window in anger, but at least I still had a trace of reason left. This thing can't appear on the street, so I punched the steering wheel. Throw it at Zach again.
The first time it was unprepared, but this time Zach caught it. It was no more than three, and the game could no longer be played. It was funny that James was so angry that he tore up the letter.
Zach opened the letter again and began to read it in a way that James could no longer avoid.
"Dear Toledo."
Zach glanced at James, "Very good," the detective's forehead had veins popping out.
continue.
"I used the most formal title to call you again! My idol! Do you know why? Because I am so happy! Happy for my idol! You have the island seal (crossed out) reflection! I don't know How did you do it! But my idol! I'm so happy! What Silver Fans (crossed out) Secret Alliance. What Vampire Cabinet (crossed out) Ghost Thirteen Clan! You have surpassed them! You are the best …”
Not only did Zach restore the tone of the letter, he also stayed true to the handwriting of the writer. The result of this can only be seen for the time being - the veins on James' forehead become tighter and tighter.
Zach continued to read, but his subsequent tone was not so passionate. The biggest reason may be that there is no longer a sentence pattern of "Who bullied me in the past?" and the content has become full of self-blame and resentment.
"I think I must have done something that you don't like, right? You are no longer my 'hero'. Those annoying people are still there living a safe and self-righteous life every day. Am I making you feel ashamed? What? You are so strong, but I am so weak. I can only ask for help from others. Can you give me a chance? I can prove myself... "
The content of the letter began to take a bad turn, and James couldn't hold it in any longer. He grabbed the letter and threw it on the steering wheel, his eyes swaying rapidly from side to side.
Zach's goal was finally achieved. He sat safely in the passenger seat and occasionally reminded James. The car in front has moved, it's time to move forward.
The danger Zach told Benjamin in Grande was not purely selfish. The meaning expressed in the letter had a very subtle social danger intention.
The first is about how the other party knew about Zach's new skills. The thought that Grande might be being watched by someone no one noticed was as hair-raising as Papa's midnight tape.
Then there is the reason why James is finally willing to read the letter now - Zach is powerful, and the person who wrote the letter is unilaterally trying to match the strength of Zach, his idol. He wants 'proof'.
How do you prove to a vampire that you are a suitable worshiper? In Barton City, a very, very bad and extreme example just happened not long ago - Woody's mailed blood bottle.
'I am a policeman', the concept must be correct, finally made James rational for a while.
Oh no, it's too early. James looked at it, his eyes twitched, he crumpled the letter again, beat the steering wheel a few times angrily, stared at Zach fiercely, and didn't throw away the tightly clenched letter, saying "Me!" word by word. , "No! No matter! This! Matter!! You! Solve it yourself!"
Don't forget that this morning, Zach also had an unpleasant start. So Zach's patience was limited, and he frowned at this moment, "Don't you care? Then what are you going to do, run away to Comic Con with Fitz and Benjamin at this time."
This is ironic, Patton is in danger and the detective runs away to play.
"Yes!" James admitted without hesitation, "What's wrong?! Crowley has come back. Why can't I go! The case I want to investigate is not supported by my partner or superiors! The police station No support! What else can I do! Why don’t I go!”
Sure enough, this is the reason.
What if James saw the hidden danger in the letter? He is just a human policeman, and all the resources brought by his identity are being stripped away by his identity at this time. What can he do
This is something Zach can understand.
In addition, we also know that James can't even pass Emilia's test. The limitations of the human police are no longer something to talk about or think about, but a fact that has happened and been verified. So please understand James' grumpiness now, he tried, failed, that's it.
"I support it." Zach pursed his lips and could only say this.
James answered with a 'tsk'.
Forget it, Zach waved his hand, putting aside his early morning malice. Zach realized that there was no point in leaving James behind to delay the progress of the Comic-Con trip in order to disgust Benjamin. Apart from offending Benjamin a second time and forcing James to suffer, there seemed to be no benefit.
"So you actually want to relax?" Zach adjusted his mood and smiled, "Then I wish you a good time."
James seemed a little surprised by Zach's change. He tightened the letter in his hand again, and instead of throwing it away, he stuffed it back into Zach's hand, "Get out of the car! I have to go to the police station to hand over the work, and I don't have time to take care of it." you!"
Well, Zach brought this on himself and it’s no one’s fault. Zach looked helplessly at the slowly moving traffic before and after, and opened the car door.
"Look for Amelia! She has clues about the sender!" When Zach stepped out of the car door, James suddenly spoke, "Huh! The police can't get it anyway! You can figure it out yourself!"
It seemed that Zach was too slow to turn around because he was attracted by the words. James stretched his body sideways, angrily pushed Zach out of the car with half of his body still in the car, pulled the car door back hard, and closed it!
Zach stood in the middle of the stagnant traffic during rush hour with a strange look on his face. He twitched the corner of his mouth and knocked on the roof of the car helplessly as a way of saying thank you. (..)