It turns out that a self-written check weighing more than a ridiculous commission carries more weight in our vampire hearts.
"So your commission is actually to deal with the insurance company, right?" Zach really didn't want to comment on the ridiculous fire and went straight to the point he heard.
"Yes!" Boon nodded, "I really need the insurance money. And this is a pure accident. After my brother's factory had an accident, I really don't want others to have anything to do with my workshop..." He didn't say anything. End, probably to say prejudice or something like that, "Anyway!" He shook his head, "I need an 'accident appraisal' from the insurance company to prove that the liability was not a pure accident involving me and my workshop... "
Boon looked at Zach with a somewhat aggrieved expression, "Can you understand what I said..."
Zach nodded, understanding, of course he understood. The responsibility for the explosion at the Hermann factory has not been revealed. Hermann's direct and generous compensation can be regarded as his admission. This cannot be regarded as good for Hermann's reputation, but can only be regarded as damage compensation. The Boone in front of him was expressing tactfully that he didn't want his brother's bad reputation to spread to him.
"I understand, you want the insurance company to admit that this was an accident and that the responsibility does not lie with your company." Zach made his commission more clear.
"Yes!" After saying a lot, Boon felt a little more comfortable, "And the insurance money will be paid later!" He emphasized this again.
Zach frowned and asked slightly curiously, "Your brother is leaving Barton. Didn't the Herman family leave anything to you?"
"Uh..." Boone became nervous, "The Herman family belongs to Herman. It actually has nothing to do with me. I, um, have my own business."
"Making trophies." Zach twitched his lips.
Boon smiled a little stiffly, "Then, what are the procedures next? Do we have a contract or something like that? Do I need to provide any information?" This guy is really dealing with gray professions for the first time, and he is so honest. asked.
Zach smiled and shook his head. "No, now you have to pay me the deposit and give me your contact information. I will contact you if you need anything. Also, give me the address of the insurance company."
"How much, how much?"
Zach casually quoted a number and took the insurance company's business card from Boone. Yes, Zack had no interest in going to Boone's workshop to investigate. To be able to tell such a ridiculous fire story with open eyes, it has been two days since the incident, and no authoritative agency has checked it. Even if Zach went, he would not find anything useful.
So Zach is going to go directly to the insurance company and use his charm or whatever. If he can solve the problem peacefully, he can't just throw away the charm.
Yes. Zach accepted the commission. Hermann was about to leave, and before leaving he came here in person to introduce the commission. Zach is not that unreasonable.
After casually accepting Boone's check and contact information, Zach stood up and stretched out his right hand, "It's a pleasure to cooperate. Now, you can go."
"Just. That's it?" Boone asked uncertainly while shaking Zach's right hand.
"That's it." Zach answered affirmatively, withdrew his hand, no longer bothered about Boone, and walked around the office. Prepare to exit through the door in the stairwell on the west side that connects to Grande.
Boone probably thought that Zach was starting to work on his commission immediately, so he honestly said nothing and followed Zach out.
Zach frowned when he opened the door and looked back at Boone, "This leads to the Grand Living Area. If you want to go out, please take the door over there."
"Ah! Sorry!" Boon's face turned red, and he quickly backed away and went out through the door on the east side. The moment he opened the door, the clang of the decoration there was louder for a moment, and then became quieter again as the door was closed.
Zach shook his head and stayed in the stairwell for a while, watching the two Hermans in the backyard driving away in the same car before going out. Go directly to the basement entrance on the east side of the Grand on the back porch.
Zach was not prepared to start the commissioning work so diligently. He wanted to see the results of Danny the Phantom's arrangement of the corpses. Then he needed time to contact the families of the servants and think about how to tell Brian the bad news. '.
Walking to the middle of the back corridor, Austin's head suddenly stuck out from the wall and looked at Zach fawningly, "Ah! Mr. Grand! What do you think of this side door opening here?"
Zach looked at the hole that had appeared in the wall. Looking from the inside, it was exactly in the middle of the new showroom, right behind the reception counter where Louise would work in the future.
Zach ignored him and still stretched out a finger to remind him that today was the last day.
Austin's head retracted, "This is it!" He urged and ordered with impatience, "Quick!"
The roar of smashing sounded fiercely behind Zach. When Zach turned the corner, it was a lot smaller. Zach directly pushed open the iron door on the east wall and went down.
There are no human beings to disturb me, and the work scene is very, well, fantastic.
In the basement filled with colorful light, slightly crowded corpses floated. Danny stood in the middle, comparing the information in his hands, waving to the air, and a certain floating body was lifted up by the colorful light and floated towards Danny. Danny opened the plastic wrap, compared the photos, and after confirming, pulled it down The plastic bag was sealed, and with a wave of the hand, the body floated towards the freezer with the name tag and number on it, lay down firmly, and was put into the freezer.
"Zach." Danny looked through the floating corpse and saw the vampire standing on the stairs, covering his mouth and nose. "The necessary things have been sorted out." He pointed to the files on the workbench. The only corpses that were actually recorded and still floating around are those who according to official records have left Barton and their families have gone to retire.
Zach nodded and watched as the floating body was cleared of a path by colored light under Danny's control. Then he went down the stairs and picked up the information on the workbench, "Where's the old Mrs. Bishop."
Danny pointed to the innermost freezer.
Zach twitched his lips and said, "Let Madison haul it away tonight. It won't be of any use if you leave it here."
Danny nodded, "What about these?" If these were still floating and could go directly into Madison's incinerator, then he wouldn't have to carefully sort them out. Wouldn't it be easier
No, Zack frowned and shook his head. His tone was a little helpless, "Let Madison burn two bodies, I'm afraid that's his limit. If he burns more, he'll probably charge me for it."
On how humble Zach is as a boss...
Danny pursed his lips and stopped asking.
"Forget it, there's no need to sort it out. At night, just let Old Hank bury him in the North Garden." Anyway, that's where the nameless people are.
"Old Hank, are you willing to help?" Danny blinked. He seemed to have forgotten what Old Hank did for a living.
"Let him reminisce about his past life." Zach smiled, finished arranging things, turned around and left.
Returning to the ground, Zach's next destination is the basement. Don't forget, Grande also has a Toledo who is studying - 'General'.
Passing through the hole in the middle of the back porch again, which already had the shape of a door, Austin had pushed their work efficiency to the limit.
Before Austin put on a flattering smile again, Zach extended a finger to him early. Not to mention.
Go down in the stairwell. There was no movement from the 'General' at all. Zach opened the door and took a look at the 'General' who was motionless facing the mirror. By the way, there was a gray thing in the mirror in front of him, with two dots of red on top of the gray.
Zach smiled and said, "I'm glad to see you working so hard."
The 'General' shook, and the gray stuff in the mirror instantly disintegrated. Nothing left.
"Ah!" 'General' turned around with hatred and glared at Zach, "You ruined it! I finally managed to get some images!"
"If that's your image..." Zach smiled, "Then I'm really sad for your parents." Zach raised his eyebrows and got distracted, "We seem to have never discussed your family..."
"What's the matter with you?!" 'General' turned around. He continued to face the mirror that reflected nothing, "If you have anything to say, tell me!"
Zach stood at the door with a smile and twitched his lips, and thoughtfully did not continue to ask, "Come out with me and go to the office. I can guide you to face the sun while handling..." Zach shook the documents in his hand, "Work .”
The 'General' immediately abandoned the mirror and turned into a gray shadow, appearing in front of Zach. The trajectory of the gray shadow knocked over a bunch of debris. Obviously, the new Toledo's ability to control his soaring body is very poor.
Zach grabbed the general who had just stopped and his center of gravity was unsteady, and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "You still have a lot to learn, don't be anxious." Then he patted the 'general' on the shoulder, turned around and walked in front, "Follow me. I."
Going up from the basement, the space became noticeably brighter. The 'General' was close behind Zach, and the skin all over his body began to turn an abnormally bright red. Yes, it is the kind of thing that is burned by high temperature and cannot burn.
Zach couldn't help but want to stay away from the general a little, he didn't want to become collateral damage. But the 'General' clung to Zach. He had probably never been so close to a man in his life.
When passing the back door of the stairwell, the 'General' pushed Zach and urged him. If someone opened the door at this time and direct sunlight came in, the 'General' who had extremely poor control would die. No matter what, Zack who was close to him couldn't escape. Perhaps, the narrow stairwell was also gone, and then this place that happened to be the center of the entire Grande's heavy structure was gone, and Grande was gone as well.
It’s not an exaggeration. It’s a flame set by the rules of the world to punish creatures that cross the line. It’s defined as a flame that ends life. Please don’t compare it with ordinary fire when it burns.
Zach suddenly stopped, as if he suddenly thought of something. what is it then…
The 'General' pushed impatiently from behind, "What are you doing! Let's go!"
Zach had just an idea that suddenly popped up. Before he even figured out what it was, he was suddenly pushed and staggered by the 'general' behind him.
Zach regained his balance and looked at the 'General' with a frown, "You are too cowardly." That sudden idea was buried somewhere, and Zach felt a little disappointed In a tone of voice, "Did you know that before the Thirteen Clans were given the ability to move in the sun, all vampires also survived. We will still do certain things that need to be done during the day."
The 'General' continued to push Zach forward, "Then it's unlucky for them to be burned to death in the daytime! I haven't learned this ability yet! This is different! I deserve to be burned to death now!" He glared at the back of Zach's head. , "The responsibility must be placed on you, the teacher who didn't teach me!" 'General' is so direct.
Zach shook his head and walked slowly up the stairs deliberately, "I'm going to teach you, study hard." Zach said something we seemed to have heard before, "Breathe, control your breathing." He added, "Look at you, you look like you're going to explode even when you're not in direct sunlight. How poor your control is."
'General''s bulging chest pressed against Zack's back. After two times, 'General' gave up, "I can't breathe!" Of course, he is a vampire, and his breathing is useless except filling his lungs with Except for gas, no effect can be achieved.
"Uh." Zach waved his hand, "Why don't people nowadays understand that this is just a metaphor! It is used to describe the body's instinct to live. For vampires, for us, it is the flow of blood!" Zach shook his head.
Remember, Zach taught Ian the same way. I can also tell everyone that Zach's 'father' taught him the same way, and Zach was just copying the education he received.
But as modern people, we know from birth that breathing is because of the air, and this education method that obviously cannot adapt to the times has its origin in the era when Zach's 'father', the ancestor of Toledo, was a human, uh, not yet Discovering that there is such a thing as air... Breathing only represents the instinct of life. This statement is suitable for him, but not for anyone now.
"Can you please stop using metaphors!" 'General' continued to push Zach, "This is about my life!"
"I save and give life." Zach raised his finger and emphasized.
The 'General' clicked his tongue and stopped talking.
Entering the office, there is no direct sunlight in the closed space, and the corresponding place in Yemen is not the outside world. The 'general' looks much better and feels at ease.
Zach smiled, stood at the curtain behind the desk, and opened a crack without warning.
"What are you doing!" The 'General' jumped to one side in the middle of the office, huddled under the workbench, staring at the bright side that divided the office! The dust in the air was floating gently in the finger-wide wall of light. In the eyes of the 'general', it was as terrifying as the inaccessible abyss!
"Here are some props for you to practice." Zach's face was dangling on the light surface casually. The sunshine in the summer afternoon was really bright.
Zach got himself a drink and sat down on his seat. The light behind him cast his head exposed on the back of the chair, splitting it into two right in the middle, and then continued to divide the space of the office, "controlling the blood flow." Zach pointed to his left, the space where the 'General' was hiding, and then pointed to his right, "Your task now is to find a way to get through safely."
Zach smiled at the 'general' under the table and said easily, "Easy, let's get started."
Zach opened the information and started calling Bishop's servants and relatives.
Zach is a terrible teacher. (..)