The streets whose names begin with "Bache" are like an upside-down comb on the map of the North District of Barton City. The back of the comb is naturally "Bache Street". From the back of the comb to the south, it extends to Bache Fourth Street. , Bechi Third Street... until Bechi Middle Street, Bechi East Street... If this entire area is framed, it is the former Bechi District.
The northern end of the Bache District is adjacent to Martha's Bay, controlling the logistics and transportation north of the Charles River. In the middle, there is a train station that connects the city to the outside world. 'Bache' was the first prosperous area in Barton City. However, with the expansion of Barton City, the city was planned into the current three districts of west, north and south. The former 'district' names disappeared and became the current street names.
Zach drove Benjamin's van, and instead of taking the long way down Becky Street, he parked directly on Becky East Street at the very front of the comb.
The neon lights of Ivy Club soon caught Zach's eye, and several teenagers holding red paper cups leaned against the window and chatted. Ryan, being a smart guy, buys time for himself in the crowd.
Zach pushed open the door of the club. The crowd seemed to be commotion, not because of the entrance of vampires, but from the inside.
"Wait! Raven..." James pushed aside the crowd, and just as he was about to catch up with the two people in front, he held his shoulder with a hand!
"Go away..." James instinctively threw away the hand on his shoulder, but when he turned around, he saw an unexpected face.
James' expression changed several times in succession, "Why are you here?!"
"You stole my question." Vampire Zach curled his lips, "I remember I told you not to associate with those people." Zach looked at the two people disappearing inside the club, feeling a little disappointed.
Although he didn't want to have the same opinion as Zach, James still replied angrily: "I didn't! He came to see me! I want to go over and watch him! He may want to..."
James wanted to push away the crowd and chase after him, but was held back by Zach again!
"You don't want to go. Trust me, Detective Lance." Zack emphasized the title.
"You don't understand!" James shook off Zach's hand again, "He wants to..."
"I know, I know." Zach shook his head helplessly, approached James, and whispered in his ear: "Nail the coffin and burn it until nothing is left. Am I right?"
James opened his mouth in surprise, "So he is right, that child is..." The conversation between the two had attracted some attention. James closed his mouth and relaxed a little. At least he knew that Rui Wen Qi is not here to commit murder! Let's add a 'Really?' '.
Zach watched James's mood change, shook his head again, and pulled him: "Follow me." After that, he walked towards the stairs of the club.
The two adults were not particularly conspicuous in such a party, because besides them there were many other adults in formal attire. Some of them were college scouts, some were Leipte's teachers, and some were just guardian parents. .
Zach walked up the stairs, paying attention to the steps under his feet, and stopped at the third step of the second floor. Zach soon discovered that there were signs of being pried open on the wooden steps against the corner. Zach dismissed the teenagers who were chatting against the wall, squatted down under the cover of James, and pushed aside the wooden planks of the stairs. Zach took out a crumpled oil paper bag and stuffed it into his pocket.
"What is this?" James frowned, looking at Zach's movements, but he didn't think the vampire was doing anything legal.
"You want to know?" Zach stood up, leaned forward against the guardrail of the stairs, and looked towards the first floor. Laura walked out from the inside with an angry face, pushed aside a group of boys and girls blocking the way, and rushed out of the club.
"Get out of here first." Zach said to James with a smile on his face.
James hesitated for a moment, but followed Zach and left the party, temporarily returning to Benjamin's van. James was a little surprised that the person driving was not Benjamin, so he sat in the passenger seat very 'consciously'.
"Where's Benjamin?"
"Sleep." Zach moved the car.
James looked at the direction of driving vigilantly. It was heading towards Lister Street and his home. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually, "Is it so early?"
"Oh? Detective Lance, have you forgotten that we have known each other for a month?" Zach chuckled with a special meaning.
"Oh." James understood.
James had ridden in this extremely dirty truck many times. As he got to know Grande, he gradually realized that this was not because Benjamin was lazy, but on purpose. The rearview mirrors and car windows were all covered in mud, ensuring that no one would expect them to print reflections, and even the rearview mirrors inside the car were broken!
James did not forget his original question, "What are you doing here? And what is that paper bag you took out?"
Zach still avoided the first question, "Who are you?" He held the steering wheel with one hand, took out the bag of things from his pocket, and threw it to James, with a weird smile on his face: "This is 'Despair' of a soul."
James, who was about to open the paper bag, stopped and stared at the thing lying on his lap, not knowing what to do.
"Don't be afraid, open it and take a look." Zach encouraged James with a smile.
James hesitated for a moment, then reached out and opened the paper package. The paper package had two layers, and words were written on the inner layer of paper. Wrapped in it was a bunch of tied heads and a wet seed-like thing.
"What is this?" James asked.
"Don't you understand Indian writing? Read it." The vampire said seductively.
James put the head and seeds into the outer paper bag, picked up the oil paper and looked at the light outside the car, and read: "Run, revenge is coming." James frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Uh." The vampire was amused, "That's a name, Detective Lance, an Indian name! Do you have common sense?"
James' face actually turned a little red, and he raised the oil paper again.
"'Ryan, Ravenci is here. Your father and I can no longer protect you, he burned your body. Run away, my son! I'm glad that you got a new body. Yes, We have been watching you, and we hope you have a new life. I know you have countless questions, but there is no time to answer them for you... '"
James' face was a little gloomy, and he looked at Zach who was driving seriously. He still didn't know how the vampire was involved in this.
"'Ryan, you are different from your brother. He has been completely consumed by hatred, and he will not understand you now. So, run away, my son! I hope you will never need to use this pill I have prepared for you. Soul-inducing grass seeds... '"
James felt a little complicated. He looked at the vampire: "So, what is this Ryan?"
"Earthbinder." Zach replied: "You know that in Indian funerals, there is a custom of filling the coffin with soul-inducing grass."
"I know, in order to allow the dead to find their way back." James frowned. Is this true? !
"Answer the question in your mind." Zach smiled: "That's a lie. The soul-inducing grass is only useful in the hands of wizards. They can use it to summon the undead. Of course, there are also accidents."
"What do you mean?" James asked, hating the way Zach controlled the conversation by half-talking.
"Didn't you do some research on 'Rivenchi'? What happened to his brother?" Zach asked rhetorically.
James twitched his lips and recalled: "In the investigation, he drank some herbal tea and died suddenly on the eve of the game."
"Well, this is an accident." Zach tilted his head and said indifferently: "The soul-attracting grass will attract souls. If you are still alive and eat it by mistake, it will be fatal. You will become an earth-bound spirit and will be trapped forever. Bound to the land of death.”
James frowned, picked up the paper bag containing the seeds of the soul-inducing grass from his leg, threw it in front of the car window, and continued to read the words on the oil paper.
"'I have cast a spell on the seed, preserving a strand of head, a drop of blood... '"
James's face turned gloomy, these things really made him feel uncomfortable. The text ended here. He turned over the oil paper and there was another line of words on the back.
"'&*（… &%… %*￥￥#'"
James finished reading this meaningless sentence in confusion, "What is it?"
"It's a spell, Detective Lance, a soul-inducing spell." The vampire smiled, "Look, the spell worked."
"Varied… "
James shook off the oil paper that suddenly burned!
"What did you ask me to do!" James' face was full of fear! The flames instantly enveloped the entire paper and turned into ashes in a moment. Zach stretched out his hand and rolled down the passenger window, and the black and gray ashes flew out under the airflow!
"Don't be surprised, Detective Lance!" The vampire's light green eyes curled up: "You just saved a soul. Happy, James Lance, say hello to Ryan!"
"What!" James was in the passenger seat, fearing that the ashes would fly up to him, "What are you?!"
"You!" A strange voice came from the back seat of the van: "I saw you and Ravenci together! I didn't know murderers could become police detectives now!"
"Don't be like that, Ryan." Zach turned his head and looked at the 'person' in the back seat: "He saved your soul, you should thank him!"
A chill spread from the back of James' neck to his whole body! He turned his head mechanically.
Like burning paper, the boy in the back seat was covered in empty holes! There are red irregular apertures around the hole, like white paper that has been burned through! But these holes are slowly closing, restoring a complete, translucent body of a boy wearing a quarterback jacket!
There were illusory sparks flying in the back seat, slowly gathering on the boy's body, and the boy's face continued to recover and become clear!
"Conner, Connor!" James stared at that face.
"No, Connor is dead! He was caught, tied up hand and foot, and then stuffed into the trunk of the car! He was dragged to an unknown basement, and then gasoline was poured on his body. With his cries, no one came to save him, and he was burned to ashes!" Still braving the sparks, Ryan leaned forward and approached James, who was looking at him with wide eyes and fear, "And You, you didn't stop him! You, the murderer!"
Zach stopped the car. This was the back street of Lister. "Detective Lance, we're home! I wish you a sweet dream!"