Heading southeast from the Barton North District Police Station, bypassing the villa area of Knoll, well, mainly bypassing the private beach, you will arrive at Knoll Beach, the busiest entertainment venue in Barton during the day besides Lister Street in summer.
Zach followed Moorman all the way here, with the purpose of asking for an explanation - Barton's most harmless alien fishman was actually imprisoned in the police station, and their agreement was used.
You should still remember what was mentioned before. The vampires and Alphas who decided to settle in Barton had an agreement with the local alien races in Barton.
When he first arrived in Barton, the cleanup of aliens in the city could only be regarded as assisting Anthony's police work. However, Zach, who had acquired the Grande surname, needed to confirm that these native aliens remained silent about Toledo's identity, and these natives The aliens, except for some who sought death and failed to discuss an agreement with the vampire Alpha at that time, all seriously gave them the 'reward' they deserved for keeping silent. The agreement is two-way.
Take Walter, for example. He used to make a living by deceiving elderly widowed women. His request was that a handsome guy like Zach stay away from him. A typical little guy self-protection agreement.
Another example is Sibella, oh, Sibella is very important, because of her existence, Zach and Benjamin did not need to pay attention to those alien souls, such as Wander. Think of Sibera as the leader of these soul-like alien races.
As you can guess, the condition of the agreement between Sibella and Zach to live in peace was Alice, who was wandering on the street at the time and is now Grande's sister.
In the past, Barton and Sibella had a special status. The agreement is naturally special enough. In fact, other alien races have self-protection agreements similar to Walter's, keeping vampires and alphas away from themselves, or they can ask for help at special moments.
oh. Wrong, not two, but three. Zach, Benjamin and Anthony came to Barton together.
Mollman's agreement was actually very boring. He couldn't think of anything that he, a mermaid, would need help from vampires and alphas, and he didn't think vampires and alphas were dangerous people, but this agreement had to be made. So he thought about it for a long time, "I have nothing to ask for. How about that human being with you, Anthony, is a policeman, right? Otherwise, if one day I am caught by the police, let him arrest me." Shall I send it out?"
Such words were said at that time. Anthony laughed twice and then ignored it, so the current change was made. Zach's name was written on Moorman's emergency contact.
But Zach never thought that this agreement would be implemented and that the mermaid would do bad things? impossible.
On the back side of the beach, in a wooden house leaning against a coconut grove, Moorman changed into his work clothes, which was nothing but a pair of swimming trunks. Then he pulled Zach and walked towards the beach.
Not long ago. Mollman reported the reason for his absence from work for the past two days to his boss and showed him the criminal record issued by the police. And his boss. I just cursed a few times, 'Did you make a mistake? Why are the police arresting people randomly now? ’, and urged this guy to continue working.
It appears that Moorman's criminal record has had no impact on his work. Well, this just adds to the 'everyone trusts Moorman' and 'cops arrest people' vibe.
"I have no interest in your work." Zach said impatiently, looking at each of his shoes that would sink into the sand, "I came to bail you without any hesitation, should you also consciously explain yourself? what happened."
"Ha! I haven't seen him for so many years, and you're still as impatient as before." Moorman walked in front with a smile, moving his body. His skin in the sun was like wheat color, and with his tight and strong body, he should be Make all men envious. It just so happened that today was Saturday and there were many people on the beach, which gave Zach the illusion that this guy was showing off.
But in fact, this is abnormal. No one who basks in the sun on the beach every day will have such tight and firm wheat-colored skin that can be mistaken for healthy. It should be a twist-colored skin covered with red sun spots. right.
"Patience?" Zach tugged at the corner of his mouth, took off his shoes and socks, and held them in his hands, "We have walked all the way, and you told the story in "Urban Legends" all the way. If you were from this magazine Loyal reader, I know one of its editors, you can talk to her."
"Are you talking about Riley?" Merman Moorman turned to smile at Zach in the sunshine and winked, "So it's true, there are really members of your Grande who submitted articles to that magazine!"
Zach curled his lips, he knew that the topic would be brought here, Moorman obviously did it on purpose! They walked all the way from the police station. The two aliens, who had not seen each other for many years, had nothing to talk about. Mollman started telling jokes non-stop to resolve the embarrassment of having nothing to talk about. Oh, Urban Legends is a joke magazine.
"Who is it?" Moorman looked at Zach with a smile, "It's definitely not you and Benjamin, it's Alice? I know you have an extra shapechanger, is it him?"
Zach glanced at Mollman, this guy only had this option, the news was too late. Where's Madison, where's the phantom, where's the undead... It seems that Riley's words are pretty good. Barton's aliens are really curious about Grande's situation, and they need a source of information.
"Do you know Riley?" Zach asked, "You came to her, or she came to you."
"She found me." Moorman didn't continue to ask, "Just like the skinchanger who caused some trouble at the beginning of the year, she found me when she was testing whether Barton really had no master." He smiled, " We have a bit of a racial connection after all.”
This topic is about to become boring, which is to explain the relationship between interracial races. Zach, a guy who knows it, will naturally not be interested. He waved his hand and changed the topic, impatiently, "Hurry up and explain why you are in the police station. , I don’t want me to have nothing to say after Anthony finds out that I bailed out a foreigner.”
"Does the mayor still care about such trivial matters?" Moorman seemed a little surprised and raised his eyebrows.
Zach shrugged, not bothering to answer.
"Okay." Moorman curled his lips, "Then you come with me, um..." he said in a long voice. Looking up and down Zach's outfit, "I think it would be better for you to change into another outfit."
"Going into the water." Zach asked gloomily.
"Yeah." Moorman nodded.
What is Zach looking forward to! How could things related to mermaids happen on land!
Zach waved his hand. After rejecting Mollman's offer to return to the cabin to find a pair of swimming trunks for Zach. Our vampire had no intention of exposing his pale skin to the afternoon sun.
Following Mollman again, the two of them had reached the southernmost side of the public beach. A row of woods served as a barrier to separate the private beach that continued to the south. In the woods, Zach drank half of the food from the snack can and took off his coat. Bury it in fine sand and follow the mermaid into the sea. Moorman pointed in the direction south. The journey they came here was in vain.
Zach made an exhalation movement, his eyes turned slightly red, and he entered the water gracefully. Take the first step. Are you curious about the speed of vampires in water? Forget it, I won’t describe it this time, because Mollman, who will be used as a comparison, can catch up with him in one second and leave some self-respect for the vampire.
Mollman was not in a hurry. He stood leisurely in the water, bending forward and backward, and pulling his arms. He seemed to be doing some warm-up exercises like stretching. Remember, the aliens living among humans all have disguises. Vampires wear seat belts and mermaids warm up before entering the water. Humans should learn more from these alien races.
At about Zach's speed, he should have swam across half of the private beach area, and Moorman completed his warm-up. There seemed to be something opening and closing in his eyes, and his ears were slightly inflamed magically, as if something was beating behind his ears. The wheat-colored skin began to fade inexplicably, revealing a crystal blue color, and began to reflect the sunlight for no apparent reason, making it a bit colorful.
Unable to see more, Mollman's body tilted and his whole body fell into the water. The light blue figure only stayed on the bottom of the sand bed in the shallow water for a moment under the sunlight. Then it turned into an illusion of light and shadow reflected by the water in the bright sunshine and disappeared.
In the dark sea, where sunlight could not penetrate, Zach felt something smooth holding his waist, and then he immediately closed his eyes.
I remember that when Zach was taking Emilia to move at high speed, he thoughtfully protected Emilia's eyes from the wind. Mollman was obviously not so considerate towards Zach, a foreigner. Zach only felt that the water pressure around his body was getting heavier and heavier. The direction he was heading and the pressure that his fragile eyes needed to resist also made him more and more uncomfortable.
Fortunately, this process didn't take long. Soon, the pressure to move forward was gone, but the pressure around his body had already made Zach's eyes completely red. But in this dark seabed where nothing can be seen, it is impossible to be discovered.
Zach felt his feet hit the bottom, and stepped on them vainly to confirm.
Wanted to complain about where the hell Mollman had led him. But it was obviously impossible. Zach closed his mouth tightly. The thing vampires like to enter is blood, not salt water.
Zach made a squatting movement in an 'elegant' posture on the sea floor, and slowly spread his arms downward, trying to sense the surrounding environment by touch. The clumsiness of terrestrial creatures is vividly displayed by our vampires.
A faint fluorescent light began to drift away from Moorman behind Zach, adding the only light source to the dark seabed. Tiny jellyfish-like fluorescence reflected Mollman's light blue body, floated across Zach's somewhat sunken pale cheeks, and began to spread around.
Zach's red eyes began to show a gloomy look. The place we are in here cannot be expressed by Zach, but describe what Zach saw and guess what Zach wants to say.
There were roughly twenty large black bags, probably made of plastic, fixed to the seabed with fine sand by something like a fishing net.
The blue figure flexibly walked around Zach, glanced at Zach, turned around gently under the fluorescent light, and swam to the edge of the fishing net. Mollman uncovered a corner of the fishing net that was nailed into the seabed, and a slightly puffed bag floated from the edge of the opened fishing net.
If Moorman hadn't held him back, the bag, which was as tall as a man, would have floated to the surface. Mollman unzipped the bag.
Well, skin that was paler than Zach's vampire appeared in front of Zach's eyes. The swollen cheeks made the skin uncomfortable and had a tendency to fester. This was a corpse.
Zach slid his arms, trying to get away.
Please understand Zach's behavior, there are twenty dozen of these bags here, and this is the ocean. Vampires don't know if there's poison leaking from these corpses floating around here!
Mollman looked at Zach's expression and said nothing. He just closed the bag again, sealed the bad cheek in the bag again, pushed it back under the fishing net, and fixed the fishing net again.
The scattered fluorescence began to go out, and after losing the light source that provided vision again, Zach felt someone dragging his waist.
The pressure of the water flow appeared again, but this time, Zach could feel it decreasing vertically.
Mollman obviously did not go back the same way, but went straight up. He wanted Zach, a terrestrial creature, to see where the ground corresponded to these body bags.
Gradually, he could feel the sun touching his skin. Zach, who was being held vertically upward, raised his head and opened his eyes. The dazzling horizontal surface was rapidly approaching.
Wow!
Two heads rushed out of the blue sea.
Zach opened his mouth as if to inhale, and his previously sunken cheeks seemed to become plumper. But his haircut was completely ruined. Well, that's not the point.
The point is, Zach turned his head and found the direction of the land over there. He frowned at the water droplets that kept scratching his eyebrows. The back of his head faced the horizon, which was about two thousand meters away. The man-made building outside, "Is it the southeast?"
This is a very unfamiliar perspective to Zach. Please understand Zach’s questioning tone.
"It's the southeast." Moorman's skin color, at least the face exposed on the sea, has returned to wheat color. "It's not more than these, but I only collected these."
collect? Weird word choice.
Zach's expression was already very bad. He thought of something. He never contacted him, No. Skoll, the warehouse in the woods in the West District. He just came over and saw the busy police station... all the messy things appeared inexplicably. In Zach's mind.
The head on the water shook, and the salt water made small waves, and finally entered Zach's mouth. Zach was irritated and forced himself to comfort himself. He didn't see any big news in the newspapers these days.
"I was discovered by the police when I was looking for these, and then I was arrested and taken to the police station." Moorman flexibly circled Zach, "The chief of the police station talked to me personally and signed an absolute After signing a confidentiality agreement not to tell anyone, I was notified that I could be released on bail.”
Zach said with a sullen face, "Send me back." (...)