Grande's beloved van cannot be driven because it has no trunk. Zach found a truck from the original West End Funeral Home in the south warehouse. While preparing, Zach asked Old Hank with the idea of giving it a try, "Do I need to prepare anything?"
"I do not care."
Zach shook his head helplessly, "Then do you want to go together? This is the specialty of your previous generation Grande..."
"I'm retired!" Zach didn't even finish his sentence. Old Hank waved his hand and took the Great Dane for a walk.
So our vampire sighed, looked at James who seemed to have no intention of going back to the police station, and put on the equipment used for ordinary corpse collection. Remember, plastic bags and gloves. In addition, considering the need for cleaning, Zach recalled the equipment that Brian's mother had seen at Brian's house, and brought brushes and detergent...
"Can you please hurry up?" The strange man sat back in his car impatiently while Zach was preparing. The master who looked at Grande the whole time looked like he didn't know how to act at all, and his face became more and more wrinkled.
Oh, we can’t talk about strange men now. The self-introduction has been completed in the office. This person is Mr. Green. He is considered to be an upper-class person in the South District. He is the director of the sanatorium. Yes, it is the sanatorium that was closed for a while and then caught fire. It is still under renovation.
However, he resisted identifying himself when introducing himself in the office, as if he didn't want to say anything about the things he asked Grande to deal with. But Zach looked at him with a very insistent look, forcing him to introduce himself.
It's not that Zach wants to know who the man with a body in the bedroom is, but the situation at that time, Zach needs to stop James from rushing into the office and showing his police badge.
The effect was very good. When Mr. Green said that he was the director of the South District Sanatorium, James, who had already put his hand on his waist, stiffened. This is simply a replay of the situation a few days ago. James, a police detective in the North District, is looking for trouble in the South District again? No, he wasn't going to cross the line again and add to his already displeased behavior by the higher-ups in the North District Police Department.
So, James could only put down his hands. He gloomily accepted Zach's explanation for Mr. Green's sudden intrusion, "Oh, he won't affect us, so don't worry about him. Then Mr. Green, how much are you prepared to pay?"
You can imagine that scene.
After preparing what Zach thought needed to be prepared, he got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, pulled the seat belt unaccustomedly, and gave instructions to Benjamin who was driving. "Turn on the radio."
Yes, after listening to what Linda said, the sense of crisis towards the Sabbat was a little bit smaller. After all, it was confirmed that his Toledo identity was not known to the outside world, but he felt wary of the Sabbat Toledo. Back again. Because it was only a matter of time before he was exposed, especially when Cozier had already seen him. Before he knew what Cozier, known as the Sabbat partner, was going to do, Zach hoped he could master those Sabbat Tori. Lots of whereabouts.
in addition. There is a more important reason, turning on the radio. Interaction with the sullen James in the back seat was avoided.
And James actually let Zach go so easily without saying a word along the way. It seemed that the detective wanted to observe with his own eyes and then make his own judgment.
Benjamin, on the other hand, did not want to let Zach go.
Alpha, who was holding the steering wheel, curled his lips and followed Mr. Green's car in front. "So we have to do this kind of thing now?"
"Our last name is Grande." Zach replied helplessly, while turning the radio knob. To him, this is a new car, and the channels he adjusts always stay in a half-noise, half-music place, without any feel. Annoying.
Benjamin tilted his head, "So we have to do this kind of thing now??"
Zach also raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had carefully thought about the wording, "I can refuse."
Benjamin snorted, "But you didn't."
"Because Mr. Green mentioned Mrs. Donna." Zach's face was absolutely helpless. "I didn't know that when I promised Mrs. Donna, it would send a signal that Grande would return to his old career."
Indeed, it is one thing for Lady Donna to know about Old Hank's old business, but it is another thing entirely for her to ask Grande to delay the funeral. It's just a relatively subtle hint, indicating that Grande was once a place that was happy to take on 'private jobs'. Zach completely didn't realize that in the other party's view, this meant that Grande's 'private life' had been continued, so now Grande's master easily received the hint and accepted the commission to delay the funeral.
"This was my mistake, but others should not have to bear the consequences of my mistake." Zach glanced at the leading car in front of him, "He's already here, and it seems to be urgent. What should I do, drive him out. "Zach actually glanced at the rearview mirror at this time, and there was James' gloomy face.
This... What does Zach mean? There is a body in Mr. Green's bedroom that needs to be disposed of. Detective James should not have known about it, but because of Zach's mistake, it was known... This, this is 'shouldn't be done' consequences borne by others'
Well, our vampires have unique interpretations of morality and responsibility, and we don't have to agree with them.
But Benjamin actually nodded after thinking for a while. It seems that this is the case for Alpha, the good person in Grande who is favored by Sibella. After all, they are all aliens, so don’t force it. Likewise, we don’t have to agree.
"If you want Matthew to bury the body, you have to pay extra." Benjamin has already begun to fight for welfare for his wolf cub.
"Of course." Zach agreed.
The two cars did not drive onto Highway 27, but on the small road on the west side of the highway, passing over farms and fields and heading northwest to the nursing home.
Then, after passing a nursing home under construction, the car stopped outside a villa.
There is nothing to describe the villas in the West District, and they have no characteristics of the North District at all, such as the greenery and tranquility of the villas in Back Bay near the border of the North District, and the sea views and beaches of Noel Villas. The villas in the West District are surrounded by fields, and they look like just farmers' houses with slightly more refined decoration.
"Upstairs." Mr. Green got out of the car, still impatient, and opened the door to guide the way.
"You live alone?" Of the three Grandes who walked into the front hall, Zach was naturally the one who spoke. He had no intention of admiring the decoration of the villa. But I still couldn't help but notice the photos hanging on the wall of the stairs. They were similar to family photos, but they seemed to be taken a long time ago. Moreover, a certain face that looked like a child looked familiar, and Zach felt like he had seen it before somewhere.
"My wife died young. I'm the only one." This was the answer, "I... my son..." His voice was inexplicably stuck, and he suddenly changed the subject, "I, I don't know much about your work procedures, uh, You, you need to ask, then, who is the body that is going to be disposed of? "
Not to mention that his employer is unclear, and neither is Zach. Look, they all arrived at a place that is most likely a crime scene. The key question is - who is the body? Zach didn't even ask!
Zach pursed his lips and thought for a moment. Ask, "Would you like to tell us?"
"I. I..." The four of them were already standing in front of a certain door. Mr. Green stood in front of a certain door for a long time, but nothing happened. I came out and opened the door, "You, you can do your thing. I, I'm right there. Wait below..." He turned around and left. This is a good way to end a conversation.
Zach could have forcibly stopped the other party from leaving, or James, the detective, had the opportunity to stop the other party when he confirmed that he saw the victim in the bedroom. But neither man moved. Instead, they all showed strange expressions at the same time. Zach was surprised, and James was confused.
As a result, the first person to enter the bedroom and walk towards the neatly dressed body lying there was Benjamin. Alpha didn't feel anything unusual about his two companions at all. He hugged his shoulders and looked at the corpse on the bed, and shrugged, as if he was just making a comment, "Those things you have are in vain (cleaning supplies such as detergents and brushes), It seems there is nothing to clean up, just wrap it up and take it away..."
Benjamin was not too dull. When he turned around and noticed Zach's abnormality, he frowned, "What's your expression? Do you know this guy?"
Do you know it? Think about it, Zach and James knew people that Benjamin had never met.
Zach curled his lips, pushed the still confused James into the bedroom, closed the door smoothly, and stood beside the bed.
The person lying on the bed was dressed in formal attire and had a relatively calm expression. There was an open bottle of medicine on the bedside table. Zach picked it up and took a look. It was similar to the medicine Brian had taken. It was a medicine with a sedative effect on the mind.
"What do you think, Detective Lance." Zach put back the empty pill bottle and used the title of detective to pull James out of his confusion. "You can put down your gloomy face. We are lucky Yes, Grande received the first black commission. The deceased committed suicide. Grande does not have to bear any responsibility for the murderer to escape legal responsibility." Well, there is no need to agree with the vampire's sense of morality.
Instead of becoming gloomy, James' face became even worse. He glanced at Zach, pushed the vampire away childishly, took out the gloves from his pocket and put them on, then picked up the medicine bottle again, looked at it for a while, put it back, and began to inspect the body.
You can probably tell something from the order of James' inspection, wrists, waist, throat, mouth... He was confirming whether there were any signs of force-fed drugs on the body.
Zach didn't care that James pushed him away childishly, and just watched from the side, "There doesn't seem to be any trace of force or struggle. This is his free will."
"Who is he?" Benjamin frowned on the side, his question not yet answered.
After James twitched his lips and glared at Zach irritably, blaming the vampire for jumping to conclusions, he, the detective, began to look back and forth in the bedroom again, as if looking for something.
And Zach also answered Benjamin, "Philip, Lip, the incubus who warned me and James about the future." Zach began to talk to himself, "No wonder there are no records about him in the nursing home. He is not a patient, but the son of Green, the owner of the sanatorium."
"Son." Benjamin shook his head, "How do you know he is Green's son."
"Photos." Zach waved his hand, "In the photos I saw when I came up, although there was an age difference, I could tell it was the same person." Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at James who was starting to rummage in the bedroom. "James, what are you doing?"
"Look for a suicide note." James replied gloomily, "He has obviously arranged his own suicide." The careful formal attire was obviously not an impulsive behavior. "There must be a suicide note!" Is this the experience of a police detective
"James." Zach shook his head, "He is a dream demon. You should know very well that the so-called saying goodbye to the world is not necessary at all..." Because there is no goodbye at all, it's just that life has changed its form. ,Right.
Before Zach could finish speaking, James interrupted with a glare at Zach, and stopped rummaging, as if to add momentum to his words, "I don't know what an incubus is! What I saw was a corpse! My verdict is suicide! I will find the last thing left by the deceased!"
Zach completely ignored James' excitement and actually put on an encouraging expression, "You know you can ask." Then Zach began to perform the work he came here for, "Benjamin, bag, gloves."
Along with the sheet, Lip's body was wrapped. Zach also paid a little attention to his movements out of the instinct to reject the corpse, which could be interpreted as respect for the corpse. But Benjamin didn’t care at all. He grabbed the sheets and stuffed them into the black plastic bag...
At the same time as this action, Zach began to explain what the incubus was, regardless of James' emotions. "The incubus is special. It is considered to be an alien race of souls that breaks through reality and illusion."
In the sound of the zipper being opened and closed, "Look." Zach helped Benjamin put Selip in the plastic bag and showed it to James with a gloomy face, "This is the reality." A tall black man The plastic bag is stuffed, and the real thing couldn't be more real.
Zach patted the plastic bag that had been carried on Benjamin's shoulder. The sound of human bodies touching it was uncomfortable, "And the Lip we saw, the Lip who told us that things haven't happened yet, is unreal. .”
Do you still remember what Zach and Benjamin discussed about the Dream Demon breaking away from time? For us species that cannot break away from time, it is the so-called breakthrough between reality and illusion. Isn’t it difficult to understand illusion? The future will change. What Dream Demon Lip said to Zach and James will change, and may even cease to exist because of the present. Isn't this an illusion? The only thing that remains unchanged is the fact that Lip is now a corpse.
"He won't understand if you explain it this way." Benjamin raised his shoulders and adjusted the things on his shoulders to a more comfortable position.
"Do you have a better explanation?" Zach raised his eyebrows.
"Here is a simple corpse, a dead person." Benjamin began his explanation, "If this person had not died, the dream demon Lipu you know would not have appeared."
"You're not better." Zach shook his head, "Even immortal aliens can't understand dream demons that exist outside of time. That's why there are real and illusory claims. You let a short-lived human being ..." Zach glanced at James, whose face was getting worse and worse, "No offense intended." Then he continued to 'debate' with Benjamin, "Let him understand that when Lip was still alive as a human being, the dream demon Lip had already appeared. No, this is impossible."
"Just remember it if you don't understand." Benjamin twitched his lips, "The work is done, go back."
Well. (.)