The sun was shining outdoors in the South District, where there were no high-rise buildings, and there was no obstruction. Zach took out his snack can, trying to use this simple action to fill the silence he had deliberately left, so as not to make the atmosphere too awkward.
However, without warning, a broad palm flashed in front of Zach. Zach's hand that had been raised to his mouth was empty of the bottle.
"Hmph." He smiled without any malice, "You actually brought such a good thing." With a smile on his lips, Falcon put the bottle to his mouth very naturally without even looking at what was inside. …
A finger was inserted between the mouth of the bottle and Falcon's mouth, and locked the mouth of the bottle. The vampire took back his snack jar, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, "Didn't Smith tell you, this is my hobby. And I don't like sharing my things with others."
Falcon raised his eyebrows and watched as Zach tilted his head up and his throat rolled up and down. Judging from his posture, it seemed that he had emptied all the liquid in the bottle.
"It's really dangerous." Jackson, who was floating aside and had no sense of his presence, narrated.
Zach ignored it and put away the bottle after eating. He nodded to Falcon who looked at him and stopped talking.
Falcon's raised eyebrows rose again, then retracted, and one corner of his mouth tilted upward, "Smith did say that you like alcohol, but you don't like to share it, so I really didn't mention it." The meaning of these words is intriguing, "So if I do something that makes you uncomfortable, please don't blame me." But it doesn't matter, Zach has a narrator beside him.
"He's angry." Jackson swayed lightly to the side, "Children who have been to Falcon Manor know that when Mr. Falcon smiles like this, he is angry, and he will be grounded when he returns home. "
Zach waved his hand expressionlessly. "Of course not. What makes people uncomfortable is my reluctance to share. Just don't mind." Zach showed a thoughtful look, "Well, in order to express my apology, no matter what your commission is, I Representing Grande. Willing to take over for free. That’s it.”
Falcon's smile froze, and Jackson's narration followed again, "You're pretty awesome."
Zach has formally proposed the commission and set the direction. Ordinarily, the next conversation should be for Falcon to directly explain the contents of the commission, but the other party did not seem to follow Zach's expectations, but tilted his head, "In this case. I don't have any pressure anymore. "
Falcon's face changed to a smile, "Let's talk about other things."
Zach lowered his head slightly to think. With his height being one head lower than Falcon, Zach could prevent the other party from seeing his expression as long as he lowered his head slightly. So Zach conveniently glanced at Jackson next to him, and the role of this guy seemed to be starting to show - Jackson's understanding of the West Ender's private personality and habits, and his lack of scruples about his current undead state.
"Whatever." After a brief thought, Zach raised his head and looked at the tall Falcon beside him. "What do you want to talk about?"
"I heard some, um, rumors." Falcon looked at Zach, "Before, it was the skulls from the southeast that attacked your Grande, right?"
Zach frowned, this was a topic for which he was not prepared at all!
"Where did you hear such rumors, sir?" Zach asked cautiously. Because when Zach was at the police station a few days ago, he received the news from Chapman - Skoll was already carrying out the final operations to escape. With the help of the devil, there was no way that the skull would leak any information!
This is a biased question, you know. In Zach's action of seducing the Barton forces to pay attention to Herman, Grande's attack was just the introduction. The direction of the introduction was why Grande was attacked, not who the attacker was.
"Some friends over there." Falcon replied with a snake oil, and waved his hand, "Don't be nervous, I know these are not important at all. But if this is true, I appreciate your Grande friendship range, Scooter You can achieve, um, cooperation with someone like me. It's rare."
By this time, it was obvious that Grande's attack was staged. Because other than reporting the crime, Grande ignored the case of his assault and left it to gather dust at the Southern Police Station.
Then Falcon's words were very accurate at this time. The attack, which had no intention of pursuing the attacker, was just an attention-grabbing performance. No matter who the attacker is, he is in a cooperative relationship with Grande.
What caught Zach's attention was not this already obvious reasoning, but Falcon's very specific mention of Skull with a skull!
Some things must be drawn clearly. The information that Skoll deliberately leaked to the 'General' was circulated as a shared resource within the gray professional circle and should not flow outside. This is the boundary between light and darkness in the city of Barton, and it should not be broken.
Here comes the key narration, "I've heard that Mr. Falcon is originally from the southeast. He has 'friends' in the southeast. There's nothing surprising about that."
"'Friend'." Zach repeated the word in Jackson's tone, which sounded a little strange to Falcon.
"Ah!" Falcon raised his eyebrows, "My fault, I heard that you only came to Barton ten years ago. I think you don't know this either. Basically 'Falken' told me about my origins. It’s very clean, and my past should be nowhere to be found now.”
"His (Falken) changed his last name after marrying Mrs. Falcon." Jackson's name was fluttering like a rag next to Zach, showing a thoughtful look, "What was his original last name? I don't know Remember, we in the West District usually call him by his surname anyway, and no one remembers his original surname."
Zach realized that he had stepped into a somewhat embarrassing topic. Forgive the vampire who once lived leisurely in the South District. Only now did he realize that the Falcon in front of him was his adopted son-in-law!
Falcon smiled and waved his hand, "The friends I'm talking about are actually some of my father's old friends in the southeast. Occasionally..." Falcon narrowed his eyes, "They will still remember me, who is already in the West District. Little guy, tell me some interesting things, like who suddenly came to the house of a good helper we just found in the West End and did some work."
'Good helper' naturally refers to Grande.
Zach immediately threw away his newly raised embarrassment and put on a smile, "This is obviously a misunderstanding. As you just said, Skoll and Grande just cooperated for the benefit of everyone in Barton."
This was Zach's admission that the attacker was Skoll, but he had to admit it because Zach had already heard the potential danger at the time! Look at Falcon’s last words! Apparently the person who gave Falcon the information was attacking Skoll at the time!
"Of course." Falcon patted Zach's shoulder naturally. The height difference made this action extremely smooth. But it is a little weird. For Zach, "It is obvious now. I think in the future, these friends will be more careful when they tell me something. For example, this time, if I believe it easily It would be bad if rumors ruined your Grand arrangement, are you right?"
Zach glanced sideways slightly. Looking at the broad palms on his shoulders, he kept a smile and said, "Thanks, then." Zach suddenly showed a disappointed expression, "But, Hermann's factory..."
Zach deliberately silenced himself. This small talk was inexplicably covered by Falcon's aura. Zach took another direction and broke away at the same time. See if you can get some information along the way.
At least one of Zach's goals was achieved. Falcon took back his hand on Zach's shoulder. He touched his chin, frowned and shook his head, "If you want to talk about an explosion, I can just say that this is something that no one is prepared for."
Zach was a little disappointed, everyone was unprepared. It means no one has any information.
Falcon waved his hand and his tone became cold for a moment, "Don't talk about this matter. I don't like talking about things I don't know. Let's talk about something else."
Zach frowned, the responsibility of starting the conversation was actually thrown to him. And we know that Zach doesn't like chatting in the sun.
"Ask him about Mr. Pixar (Pixar Department Store)." Jackson suddenly floated in front of Falcon, his cyan translucent body rising slightly, so that his eyes were level with Falcon's. Of course, Jackson didn't have to worry about blocking Falcon's view. "I just saw Mr. Pickles coming in the church."
Our vampire is not stupid enough to talk about a topic that he doesn't even know the meaning of. Zach looked at the time. It was time to use his identity as the owner of the funeral home to speed up the conversation.
"Falken." Zach said in an apologetic tone, "Although it's nice to chat with you, I must remind you. The next process of the funeral is about to begin. Regarding the guests at the funeral..." Zach did not finish.
The omission was somewhat offensive because, as the funeral home owner who arranged the funeral, Zach was aware of the burial ceremony and did not invite anyone outside of the Bishop family.
Remember that the Quinn family was buried in a joint grave. Although the burial ceremony was a private matter, Mrs. Quinn still invited her friends from the West End to accompany her. For some unknown reason, the Bishop family did not invite anyone this time. But it was quite consistent with the atmosphere they had in the church that everyone wanted to deal with.
Zach really reminded Falcon that as the master of Grande, he had to attend the burial ceremony. He didn't have time to chat here all the time. If you want to entrust something, please hurry up.
Falcon waved his hand, "I almost forgot, this is the funeral of that boy Jackson. Tsk, Bishop, hum."
Jackson, who was floating in front of Falcon, shook for a moment, floated back to Zach, and said flatly, "It doesn't matter."
Zach didn't react to Falcon's words and waited for Falcon to continue.
"Okay." Falcon first looked in Kepler's direction, "I think you should at least guess a little bit." His eyes began to move sideways, spanning a large space, and fell on his child. , "My commission is this." His gaze moved sideways in the opposite direction and stopped at the space in the middle. "This distance is too big. My commission is to reduce it."
Just as Zach thought, it was the most troublesome commission.
After a chuckle, "It's actually quite funny." Falcon looked at Zach with a smile, "In the church just now, your first reaction was to see Mrs. Quinn."
Zach raised his eyebrows and asked cooperatively, "Why is it funny?"
"Because I really don't understand what Mrs. Quinn thinks." Falcon shook his head with a smile, "A person who can make Smith extremely admired, and then can find out the secrets of the Hermann factory in this way, you, She actually arranged such a boring position for you."
"I have to correct you." Zach shook his head, "First of all, it's Grande, not me alone." Zach tilted his head, "Then, it wasn't Mrs. Quinn who positioned Grande. I don't want to. It is Grande's request to intervene in conflicts of interests and only entrust personal affairs. With the incident involving Quist's brother, Smith should know best. Believe me, Grande who avoids involvement in conflicts of interest is what you want. of."
What this means is that you people in the West Side will never expect Grande to open up the restrictions on entrustment and take over a commission that has a conflict of interest, because it is very likely that Grande will receive a commission to deal with the people in the West Side, and then you will be the unlucky ones. !
Zach looked at Falcon, "Mrs. Quinn limited Grande's positioning to the third generation in the West End, which only maximized Grande's interests for you West Enders." Zach shifted his gaze and looked forward The children said, "The fact is, they are the ones who need Grande's help. You really don't."
When Mrs. Quinn confessed to Zach about the situation of the West Enders, she made it very clear that the West Enders property was expected to be handed over to the third generation by a clean family that had been cleaned up.
On the other hand, the second and first generations of the controlling family are not so clean at this time. This is not meant in a derogatory sense.
To give a very simple example, for example, the unclean temperament of the Falcon we see now is very obvious. He obviously has some relationship with the gang members in the southeast that we still don’t know about. If something happened to the Falcon family, Everything, these not-so-clean things are all Falcon's weapons. Now Falcon is still capable of doing something overtly or covertly.
That's what Zach said 'You guys, you really don't need to.' '
At this time, the West Enders still had their own dark power. Think back to Smith who was involved in the recording incident. It was only after my own internal investigation that I found Grande for the commission! And we know that the fallen angel Crowley was behind that incident. If it weren't for the alien race, this commission wouldn't have reached Zack at all, and Smith would have solved it himself!
Falcon frowned, looked at Zach, was silent for a while, and nodded, "You are right, now I begin to understand Mrs. Quinn's decision." One corner of Falcon's mouth tilted upward He said, "I apologize for my previous doubts."
Zach frowned slightly when he looked at the other party's expression. Jackson's voiceover follows again, "He's angry again."
Zach didn't understand. (..)