Boone put down the phone, looked at the two police detectives who were taking notes outside the office, and once again sighed with gratitude at Grande's efficiency. To be honest, his meeting with Grande's master yesterday made him feel perfunctory. He didn't expect things to develop so well.
Isn't it? He would be very grateful if a little patrolman could come and ask. But now there are two police detectives investigating in his workshop! Detective! Or a detective from the homicide squad!
what does that mean? oh! Boone is no fool, and this means at least the police admit that someone died here! The guy who burned up inexplicably in the mouth of the staff and then disappeared without his face or body, at least the police admitted it! Why else would a detective from the homicide squad come? !
Ah! Let this beautiful misunderstanding continue.
"Mr. Herman?" Laura knocked on the office door, clicked her eyes on James, and left immediately, clicked again, and left immediately again. Seeing Detective Lance, who must have an unusual relationship with Zach, here... makes Laura and Kepler don't know what to think.
James was in a similar mood at this time. He looked at the five West Side kids sitting outside Boone's office. Yes! Five, five kids from that lift incident, a lot! What are these young masters and ladies from the West District doing here! What the hell is Zach doing again!
James really misunderstood this time. Laura and the others were here for Parker Elementary School and had nothing to do with Zach.
Laura pursed her lips, "If Mr. Herman is busy, we, um, won't bother you..."
"Hey!" Boone hurriedly ran out of the office, "It's okay. It's okay! Don't bother me at all. The materials are coming soon. Just wait for a while! I'm really sorry about the order from Parker Elementary School! I really hope that we can continue in the future. Cooperate, so don’t mind! Soon! The materials will arrive soon, and I will send them over with you!"
Laura looked back at her companion with a somewhat unnatural expression. They have been waiting here for half the morning, all because of this Boone who insisted on re-ordering the materials for making the trophy and sending it to Parker Elementary School as compensation for the sudden destruction of the order. In order to show his sincerity, Boone also decided to send several workers to assist in the children's handicraft classes.
The West District companions who were waiting a little impatiently, when James and Coulson came in aggressively to investigate, all of them looked like they wanted to leave quickly, "Mr. Herman. Well, we can go back and tidy up the classroom first. Then you..." Laura was looking for reasons, and kept expressing her intention to leave this place, but she was a girl after all, and her tone was not absolute enough, so it was easy for people to misunderstand her.
"Do we still need to prepare in advance for the handicraft classroom at Parker Elementary School?" Look, Boone must have misunderstood. He waved his hand and called several names. "You guys, have you finished questioning the detective?"
The workers nodded, and Boon immediately gave the order, "You go to Parker Elementary School, now! Help the teacher there organize the handicraft classroom, ah! Also. Bring some equipment there too! Do you know they are going to make trophies! Some of them are there! The equipment is difficult to use. Train the teachers in advance and tell them to pay attention to safety when using it. You know! Go!"
Laura looked at Kepler for help, what a pity. Kepler was just rolling his eyes now and didn't even notice Laura's pleading look.
Laura looked at Boon helplessly, "Then, thank you Mr. Herman."
"Hey! Why are you so polite? I'm not used to what Mr. Herman calls me. Just call me Boone."
"Oh." She really wasn't used to it. Laura was too used to calling Connor's father, Mr. Herman. This one in front of her was always weird and unfamiliar. Thinking of Connor, Laura's emotions became complicated again, "Then, Thanks, Uncle Boone."
Laura sighed silently, and returned to the chair outside the office to sit with her companion. Looking at Kepler, who had just rolled his eyes, he pushed her with some complaint and muffled her complaint, "Lee Where is Dia?" Laura wanted to express that if an adult came to talk to this Boone, it would definitely have an effect.
"With Eve outside, I don't know what they are doing." Kepler looked outside the office area and saw James looking uncomfortably here from the corner of his eye. His eyes shrank and he looked towards Laura. The man beside him shrank and lowered his voice, "Hey, what do you think this detective is doing here? Is that Zach doing..."
Laura slapped Kepler's hand to stop it, she didn't want to discuss it!
However, the world sometimes likes to fight against girls. After finishing questioning a staff member, James looked around. Coulson was still pestering a staff member. Boone also returned to the office and continued to call the Hesitant Fire Child. Employees who had to take temporary leave came back to be interviewed by police.
good chance.
James walked towards the five children with a clear purpose, ignoring their increasingly nervous expressions, and was about to speak. It was a question and a search for questions, but there was no time to say a word.
"Mr. Detective!" Lidia appeared at the door of the office area and shouted, "We found something useful, can you come over and have a look?" She was calling the detective.
Coulson, who was halfway through asking, flicked his finger at James, obviously signaling his partner to deal with it.
James twitched his lips, glanced at the five children, and walked towards Lidia without saying anything else.
Lidia kept smiling, watching the strange young police detective coming over, and nodded politely, "Lidya."
"Detective Lance." James followed Lidia out of the office area and found that the direction he was heading towards was the fire center, which was also the first place he and Coulson came to check. Weiss said before that the North District was lucky, and that was indeed the case. The fire happened to be on the west side. The warehouse and the trophy-making workshop were both within the scope of the fire. The office area on the east side happened to be spared. According to the person who just inquired As a result, when it happened, because it was close to the end of the day, the workers just returned to the office area and were getting ready to get off work, so no one was affected.
"My partner and I checked there." James frowned, not because he was unwilling to accept help from civilians, but because he didn't want to waste time. "We didn't find anything useful."
"Oh, Detective Lance, it's not like I found anything." Lidia smiled a little awkwardly and turned a corner with James. She could already see Eve sitting on a section of the wall, surrounded by several people. The workers who had already been questioned all had expressions of admiration and admiration as they marveled at the drawing board in Eve's hand.
Drawing board? This is the place to make trophies. There will be no shortage of drawing boards, paper and pens for design. Don’t worry about these details and focus on the key points.
Eve glanced at the police detective who followed Lidia and turned over the drawing board. The girl who looked like a porcelain doll calmly looked at the James she saw for the first time, "Based on the descriptions of these kind-hearted workers, I drew the people who suddenly spontaneously combusted here and burned to death."
James blinked as he looked at the portrait displayed in front of him, which was as detailed as the hair raised while running, the clothes pulled up when someone blocked him, and the corners of his eyes that were eager and desperate. (..)