Old Hank rarely stayed in Grande's office for a long time, but today, the materials piled beside Zach's desk were placed on the workbench on the right, and the coffee and fruit usually placed there were removed and piled up After getting the documents, Old Hank was sorting out the old funeral records.
I don't know if he saw him again when he and old Grande ran the Grande House. Old Hank was immersed in a strange emotion.
Funeral records have always been a federal public resource, but few people check them. If you really want to know someone's cemetery, it is more efficient to check the obituaries of the "Patton Daily News" for a certain period of time. But this time the investigation is obviously different from 'finding someone's burial place', it is all information about the entire cemetery.
The identity, place, time, funeral procedures, participants, costs, including orders, preparations, and notes, the funeral home records more content than most people imagine. Zach didn't care about these things being investigated, he cared about being seen where no one had ever seen before. Like today he told Anthony's cemetery.
In the North Garden of the cemetery, due to customs, sinners and poor people who no one cares about are usually buried here. There are many tombstones engraved with anonymous names, and they are inconspicuous among a pile of low tombstones. However, in the records of the funeral home, the surname 'Anthony' is very prominent.
What makes Zach helpless is that when he told Hank last night that the Land Planning Bureau was going to investigate past funeral records, Hank hesitated and said that he should reorganize them. Because there are many tombstones that should be anonymous, but names are written in the notes.
There were many names, and Zach had memories of them, including wanted criminals, deserters, and even Porky Quinn's parents...
Not only Zach, but I was also very curious about what kind of life old Hank lived before they came to the Grand House. But he is a weird old man, and I don’t have the same attributes as him, so we can’t come up with anything, so I’m sorry to everyone.
Zach and Old Hank sorted out the information together, mainly about the Northern Cemetery. Information that did not need to be known by government workers was taken out and burned separately. Zach only kept the files of 'Ian Anthony'. Leave it to Mayor Anthony to do his own thing.
The day passed like this. Zach stretched his somewhat stiff back, handed over the rest of the work to the instigator, Hank, called Benjamin, left the Grand House, and put a few coins in Benjamin's truck box. Take the shovel.
The truck did not drive onto Route 7 in the dark, but headed west at Grand House, toward the western border of Barton's South Side. Go north on the western boundary, cross the Paisine River coming from Newton City, enter the eastern suburbs of Newton City, and then go straight up diagonally into the south side of the west end of Barton City.
The people in Barton West are either rich and wealthy, such as Quinn and Barton, or they are housekeepers, nannies, etc. who work for wealthy people. Wealthy people are concentrated south of the Charles River. People who account for only 10% of the population of the West Side occupy half of the land in the West Side. Outside them, the remaining two-thirds of the place is occupied by the people who work for them, and beyond that, there is the cemetery area of the Grand West District.
Benjamin was parking the car. There was no difference between this place and their impressions. Compared with Ford's cemetery, which was no different from the construction site, it still retained the solemnity that a cemetery should have.
Zach got out of the car and looked at the head of a black ceremonial car hidden in the night in the distance. Mrs. Quinn in the car also bowed her head slightly in return, and the ceremonial car left the cemetery.
Of course, Zach informed Mrs. Quinn during the day that the reconstruction of the West End Cemetery was inevitable. Mrs. Quinn, who had already had a cooperative relationship with the previous generation of Grand Home, might be the last time she came to see her son. .
There was no one around, so the two took out the shovels from the back of the truck and walked towards Beiyuan.
A black formal jacket was casually thrown on someone else's tombstone. A slightly blessed middle-aged man sat in front of the cemetery in the fourth row and second row facing east. The tombstone was engraved with 'Anonymous,? -'.
"He knew that I wanted to come to Barton." Anthony obviously heard the approach of Zach and Benjamin, and said a little godlessly: "So he came here to wait first, but he did not wait until the war was over."
Anthony's full name is Ann Anthony. Because his name is too similar to the abbreviation of his surname, and his identity is the mayor, obviously the abbreviation does not reflect the respect for this identity, so he will be called by his surname.
Zach patted Anthony on the shoulder and handed him a shovel to ruin the atmosphere: "dig."
Anthony stared at the shovel in his hand and shook his head helplessly: "I'm not ready yet."
"What a pity." Zach had already inserted the shovel into the soil behind the tombstone. "Barton City is already ready to dig him out. So it's better for us to do it, what about you?"
Once construction here begins, the North Park Cemetery where sinners are buried will be the first to start construction. So Zach's isn't bad. Anthony isn't ready to face his brother yet, but the city of Barton can't wait...
Anthony suddenly became excited! He threw away the shovel, "What are you going to do when you dig him out?! Insert a stake in his heart?! Thirteen years ago, you couldn't do it, but now you can?!"
Zach glanced at Anthony, and the upturned soil was thrown aside: "Why did I do that? You were the one who forced him away, and I." There was a trace of complicated emotions in Zach's eyes, "I On the contrary, I am a little excited to see him again.”
Anthony stopped talking, and Benjamin observed the situation and confirmed that Zach was the winner in the duel between the two parties. Then he stepped forward and waved the shovel. how? The werewolf is still very curious about this guy who can connect the friendship between vampire Zach and human Anthony.
The friction between metal and soil continued under the night. The land behind the anonymous tombstone slowly dropped, and a square gap took shape. The momentum was unstoppable, and Anthony picked up the shovel viciously and joined in the excavation work.
Clang! Benjamin's shovel hit something.
The three of them threw away their shovels and dug through the loose soil in the pit that had completely covered their bodies. The rotten coffin appeared under the soft moonlight.
Click! Zach opened the coffin lid without waiting for Anthony to mentally prepare himself.
Mottled chains bound the 'mummy' in the coffin. His dry, protruding fingers were crossed and bound on his chest, and his long, curled yellow nails almost pierced his dry, wrinkled skin. The withered and yellow heads were scattered around the head of the 'mummy' like hay. They did not fall off or decay. Instead, they continued to grow for more than ten years and became messily intertwined. On the left chest, a steel awl as thick as a baby's arm was nailed to the heart.
Zach tilted his head, subconsciously showing a pained expression, and touched his left chest. You should be more friendly to old Hank in the future. What you see in front of you is textbook vampire sealing technology.
Yeah, please don't look at old Hank.
Zach touched his chin, looked at the werewolf Benjamin who had obviously shifted his attention to somewhere, and gave the order: "Carry it out first."
Anthony breathed a sigh of relief. At least, Zach didn't decide to let his brother wake up now. But he didn't notice the hairs on the back of Benjamin's neck under the moonlight. Alpha's instinct told Benjamin that while they were focused on digging up the vampires buried in the cemetery, a 'guest' had arrived.