In order not to give Mrs. Chapman the feeling of being followed, Zach deliberately slowed down the car and waited for a while at the entrance of Ixton before entering. The intention was to create the impression that he was just passing by without arousing any defensiveness, and casually asked about the fire situation here, but Zach seemed to be too slow.
As soon as we drove near the door of Chapman's house, we saw Mrs. Chapman coming out of the house carrying large and small bags. Judging from the way the upper edge of the opening was exposed, it seemed to be a change of clothes and daily necessities. Then he was hurriedly piled into the car.
Mrs. Chapman held the car door with a tired expression, silently reciting the name of the matter, pointing her fingers here and there to make sure she had not missed anything, then turned back to the back porch and locked the door, then returned to the car, and that was it, Drive away again!
"She..." Wes looked at the car driving out of Ixton, "Did she run away from home?"
"No." Zach shook his head helplessly, "She went to the hospital. I heard her talking about the care."
"Well -" Shepard looked at Zach strangely, probably wondering how this kind gentleman could hear other people talking, he shook his head, "Do you want to ask her about the fire? "
Zach nodded, "Her husband is a police officer in the North District, and a similar fire occurred in the North District." Zach didn't seem to mind telling Shepard some unnecessary information, "So I wanted to ask."
"Oh." Shepard nodded, "But their family probably doesn't know anything. During the fire, there was no one in his house." Shepard pursed his lips, "There is often no one in their house. The man is a policeman. We know, but they always come back in the middle of the night. The woman is often not at home all day long. Their child has been in the hospital for long-term treatment and has lived here for such a long time. It seems that we have met once. Usually this woman goes to the hospital to take care of her. .”
The tramp is indeed a well-informed fellow.
Zach was a little disappointed. If he had been away from home for a long time, he probably didn't know about the fire.
Zach glanced at a house next to Chapman's house and raised his eyebrows, "Is that house always empty now?" Zach was talking about Walter's house. This guy said he wanted to move out, but as a result, Zach found out that he was living with Maggie Xinyue, so the original house was placed here.
"Oh." Shepard said, "Yes, it turned out that there was a man who was missing half of his front teeth. Let's do something..." Shepard glanced at Wes, the policeman, in the rearview mirror and ignored him. . Oh, we understand. Walter's previous job was to deceive widowed old women, which was not really a 'legitimate' occupation.
"Later, there was a fight here between people who didn't know where they came from." The fact was that the devil and the hunter were fighting in a two-way ambush. "The police came to investigate for a while, and then he moved away." The fact is that Walter felt that Ixton was responsible for He, the third type of alien, was no longer safe. In Shepard's eyes, he probably thought he was afraid of the police.
“I don’t know where I went, but no one lives in this house anymore…”
As Shepard was talking, a small Beetle passed Grande's truck. He drove past Chapman's house and stopped in front of Walter's house.
A man got out of the car. After sorting out her neat and clean clothes, she opened the passenger door and took out a large paper bag from the seat. Half of the long bread stood on top of the paper bag. It seemed that it was full of food. The man awkwardly adjusted his posture against the car door so that the eyes barely exposed on the paper bag could see the road ahead clearly, and then swayed towards the front porch of Walter's vacant house. He actually took out the key and started to open the door!
"Uh..." Shepard looked embarrassed. He had just said that no one lived there, "I didn't know anyone else..."
"It's okay." Zach had a strange look on his face. He took off his seat belt and said, "I'll go take a look, you stay here."
When the people on the front porch of Walter's vacant house opened the door and went in, Zach got out of the car, closed the door behind his back, put a smile on his face, and walked straight there. Because, that person is Crowley, yes, the fallen angel Crowley in the Republic. Wait, that’s not right again, it’s the container of the fallen angel Crowley.
Zach didn't knock, and the person who entered left the door open for him.
"Mr. One Hundred Dollars!" The woman who was already busy in the narrow kitchen with only a row of cabinets separating the dining room looked at Zach who came in. "I saw your car parked outside! I'm still hoping. Come and see me! Thank you!"
He no longer had the unkempt appearance and shivering that he did when covered in a tattered sweater, but his tone still had the same style as before - untimely excitement.
"I should be the one who is happy." Zach smiled and walked towards the woman, "Do you still remember me, Mr. One Hundred Dollars? Haha, I think you should know who I am and what my name is by now. Call me Zach. .”
Zach watched the woman skillfully playing with the kitchen utensils and ingredients, as if she was going to make a sumptuous lunch. Oh, by the way, it's almost noon.
"I know." The woman's voice rose slightly, "But I still want to call you the way I remember you, sir. Your one hundred yuan allowed me to eat a long-lost meal and lie down again." On the soft bed..." She stopped what she was doing and pursed her lips, "Your last advice, let me..."
She looked at Zach with complicated eyes, maybe she knew what she was talking about. The last time Zach and this woman met was when Zach came to Ixton to investigate the Chapman incident and discovered that Walter had secretly hidden something at home. Zach told her that there was a demon here and asked her to run away as far away as possible. As a result, the woman escaped and escaped into Crowley's hands.
The woman's complicated eyes finally turned into a smile, "It changed my life." It was a comprehensive enough summary.
Zach raised his eyebrows and nodded. Although he didn't know what the woman was doing now, he thoughtfully picked up a potato and started peeling it. There is always a lot to say when old friends meet, not to mention an old friend (Crowley's container) who is in such a magical position.
"I just saw your car drive by, and I didn't see you looking towards me. I thought you didn't want to interact with me anymore, considering you are Crowley's now..." Zach deliberately didn't finish.
"How could it be!" The woman shook her head vigorously, "I will always be willing to talk to you, even if, even if..." She pursed her lips again, "I am..." She paused and skipped the sentence. There was a smile on his face, "I just heard that there are other pure souls in your car, and I don't want to disturb them."
"Pure soul?" Zach raised his eyebrows. Did she mean Shepard, Weiss, Jason? Zach looked at the other party with interest, "Did Crowley help you understand your abilities?"
Remember when this woman first met Zach, she warned him. There is a devil in Walter's house, Walter is a bad guy who talks to the devil, don't come near.
The woman smiled and nodded, "Yes! She told me that I am the 'Justice'. I have the most peculiar ability in the world and am the rarest of the third type of alien race." She tilted her head, as if even It was talking about herself, which made her feel magical. "I can hear the evil in the soul, and I can judge, the sin of the soul."
This was unexpected. Zach raised his eyebrows. The history of this kind of people can be traced back to the origin of history. Have you ever heard of the legend that in ancient times, a scale was used to weigh the balance between the soul and sin, and to judge the good and evil of the soul? This is them.
The woman suddenly shook her head helplessly and laughed twice. "Later I found out that the owner of this place, Walter, your friend, had long discovered what was special about me and always wanted to help me recognize myself."
When Walter was mentioned, Zach was surprised again and raised his eyebrows to listen carefully.
"It's just the souls he summoned from other worlds. They all carry sins." The woman smiled at Zach, "It's not his fault. His 'job' is to use the sins of these souls to punish the poor old women in this world. Happy."
Yes. Walter is a shameless man who deceived old women...
"Actually, it doesn't do much good to me." The woman shook her head helplessly, "His heart is good, but I wrongly blamed him by calling him an evil person who talks to the devil."
Wrong? Not necessarily. Forget it, Zach thought he had heard a story about the third type of alien race, smiled and waved his hand, "I see you have the key here, have you reconciled?"
"Yeah!" The woman seemed very happy, "He seemed to have done something for the demons before..."
The Hermann factory exploded, and Mike made a mistake in manipulating the gate to hell, leaking a large number of souls. It was Zach's idea to ask Walter to notify the demons who took away Barton's souls to return them. The good guy Zach did it, and the blame for the evil guy was all thrown to Crowley.
"When he went to Mary's Church, it happened that, um, Crawley had gone to the Republic, and I was alone. We met and reconciled. He gave me the key and said that if I was interested in returning to Ixton, I would have a look , you can come anytime.”
It sounds like the beginning of a friendship.
Zach smiled, "I'm happy for you. I heard that you went to Crowley's place, and Walter was still (worried)..." Looking at the woman's current clean and tidy condition, Zach decided not to say anything to spoil the mood, "Okay. , I’m very happy with your current state. I don’t know your name yet.”
The woman fell silent, and her men's movements slowed down.
Zach frowned, "What's wrong?"
"I..." the woman's hand resumed its movements, "I don't deserve a name. Everything about me has been robbed by the biggest 'evil' in the world." She was describing the fallen angel Crowley as the biggest evil in the world. Is it sinful? "Sir, you are a good man. My name is not worthy of being uttered from your mouth. Just call me Crowley's container."
Zach frowned a little, "This is impossible, you are you, Crowley is Crowley, you are not Crowley's thing. I will not use such a title to objectify you."
The hands that were cutting the ingredients shook, and the woman cast a grateful look at Zach, "Jessica."
Zach smiled and put the peeled potatoes on the counter, "Well, Jessica, nice to meet you."
"Me too, Grande first..." Looking at Zach's eyebrows raised to correct him, Jessica curled her eyes and said, "Zach."
"That's decent." Zach smiled and clapped his hands, throwing the potato skins hanging on his fingers into the trash can. "Then, Jessica, you want to tell me, what are you doing? You have prepared enough ingredients. A dozen people ate it.”
"I'm trying to atone for my sins." Jessica looked unnatural again, "My body contains too many sins, and I'm trying to atone for my sins."
I have to say that this view of Crowley as a sin made Zach feel inexplicably comfortable.
But Zach also understood something else, and everything was coming together in wonderful ways. Zach smiled and asked tentatively, "Are you preparing food for the homeless people who were once your companions?"
"Yes!" Jessica was very happy that Zach thought of it, "After Walter gave me the key here, I will come here every day." She looked a little helpless, "Because I don't know when Crowley will come back, so I want to try to do as much as I can. Atonement, yeah.”
"So you've been doing this for a long time." Zach's tone was casual. "Have you ever happened to see a very, well, beautiful strange homeless man?"
"Yes! Do you know that person?" Jessica lit the stove. "His appetite is probably the biggest I have ever seen. Every day, I am adding more ingredients. I used to be in this place. I never saw him when I was wandering. During this period, he always came on time. Several times I asked him what he used to do, but he didn't answer."
Jessica smiled, "But I never 'heard' any noise in his soul, so I didn't ask."
The third type of alien who can hear the sin in the soul, Jessica, can't hear anything. Zach raised his eyebrows, "Can you hear my soul?"
"Haha, of course not!" Jessica smiled and waved her hand, "Crowley told me that the soul of a vampire enters the death process the moment it becomes a vampire. It is the same as things without souls. I can't listen. Arrive." She looked at Zach with a look of certainty, "But I know, Zach, you are a kind person."
Zach accepted the compliment and tilted his head, "So, most of the food you made was eaten by this newcomer?"
"Yes." Jessica nodded, "Sometimes there are leftovers, and he will help me bring them to other people. Now, they all gather in the east and rarely come to this area where people live." Jessica shook her head. Shaking his head, "It's not a bad thing, it would be nice to tidy up the environment in Ixton."
"Then, has he been here these days?" Zach looked at the floor, and the questions became more and more targeted. However, Jessica, who wholeheartedly thinks that our vampire is Mr. Hundred Dollars and Mr. Kindness, is it right? You will realize what Zach is targeting.
Jessica looked weird for a moment, "Sorry, are you looking for him? I don't know very well. I didn't come over the past two days. Crowley sent a message from the Republic. I didn't have time to come out. It was only today. time."
Surprise again. Zach raised his eyebrows, "Did Crowley send back the news?"
"Well, she said that the federal mission's work there has been completed and they are coming back."
As I said before, Zach should pay more attention to the news on the radio. What is that news? Oh, it's trade, the Federation has signed trade agreements with countries on other continents.
Zach twitched his lips, not wanting to think about the problem for the time being, "So, you don't know if the newcomer is still there?"
"Sorry, I don't know." Jessica suddenly remembered something, her eyes became worried, "The last time I saw him was in the afternoon, almost dusk. After he finished eating, he brought the remaining food with him. , I saw fire appearing in the east and called the police, but because of Crowley’s prescribed schedule (the primitive schedule of sunrise and sunset), I had to rush back, hoping that nothing would happen to him.”
"Me too." After getting all the answers he wanted to ask, Zach answered with a complicated expression.
The fact is that the body of the newcomer, the source of the fire, disappeared. Therefore, except for the testimony of Shepard and the others, there is no evidence that the subject who accepted Jessica's atonement was burned to death. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with Zach’s answer. (..)