The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 782: Monday 14th

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Old Hank grabbed the suede rag and pushed it back and forth on the corner of the coffin on the far right side of the exhibition hall, as if he was in a bad mood. He glanced at Zach sitting behind the counter, "How long will it take for Louise to come out!"

"I don't know." Zach didn't take his eyes off the open magazine - it's Monday, hey, the new issue of "Urban Legends" has arrived.

"Tsk!" Old Hank shook the rag and stopped wiping, "So you will be the one sitting here these days!"

"Yeah." Zach responded as he turned the page.

"Tsk!" Old Hank tugged at the corner of his mouth and left.

Zach glanced at the back of Old Hank as he left, feeling a little sad that he was actually being disliked. He recalled that before Louise started working for Grande, the old man had never managed Zach Grande. way to express any opinions. Now, hey, why

We can answer this question, Grand Funeral Home is getting better and better, and this, sincerely, is not caused by Zach.

As for why Zach didn't stay in the office and came to the showroom to entertain, Benjamin came down from the elevator in the reception room and looked at Zach leisurely reading behind the counter with some displeasure, "I'm not used to it, change."

"Alice and the others just left, you can hold on longer, Benjamin." Zach smiled and waved his hand, but was not ready to give up his position.

By the way, Alice and Yuehua Baiying went to the nursery school of Parker Elementary School. The matter was a continuation of the last press conference. Now that the success of the nursery has been recognized, the first phase of Laura's project is completed and a new phase is about to begin, remember, the renovation of Parker Elementary School.

I think it was mentioned in one of the nursery meetings that the renovation of Park Primary School had been delayed due to some West Ender matters and could not be carried out over the summer. Now the summer vacation is coming to an end. The new semester is about to begin. According to previous discussions, Laura and the others will borrow space from the community college in Back Bay to renovate Parker Elementary School without affecting the teaching progress of the elementary school.

And this step requires preparation that you can't expect at a community college. There are educational facilities that can cater for primary school students.

Alice is Lola's helper. From a practical point of view, it is really useless for a girl like Alice who has to be accompanied when she goes out. But from the perspective of public welfare projects, Alice is too useful. At least those community college students cannot refuse a girl who can provide much better things than the cafeteria, and ask them to help clear the first floor of the library...

Yes, Laura, who is short of money, can only use this kind of kindness and exchange of benefits to carry out her project.

"Tsk." Benjamin stared at the magazine in front of Zach, probably his motives were not pure either. "How do you confirm that Rimmer will contact you? If I were them and read such a letter, I would ignore you. I, we, uh."

letter? What letter? We pretended not to know.

Zach smiled and glanced at Benjamin. "Do you think if the letter is not well written, they will hate it?"

"Of course. I wouldn't write that kind of thing at all. I am the Alpha of only one tribe, Matthew, and I don't care about the gossip of other races." So why the Secret Alliance is gone and only half of the werewolf's racial enemies are left? It was not from Benjamin's sincerity, "I am not the lord of Barton, and I don't care that Riemer's Valmina technology is stolen." So it is ironic that Riemer condoned Boyson's continued existence. Nor from Benjamin.

So what does Benjamin care about? "I just want Cody to get an explanation he can understand and complete the commission." We can now admit that we know about this letter. Well, it seems that there is no commission mentioned in it.

Zach shrugged slightly, "In order to complete the commission, Rimmer can help." The magazine in front of him turned another page, "And we don't want Eve to think she is helping, right?"

What's the meaning? If you are helped, you must pay it back. In Eve's eyes, is it very willing to help Lord Barton? Of course not. If Barton didn't have this Alpha and no lord, Rimel would be even more open-minded. If they help, they will ask for 'return'. In Eve's eyes, what can be obtained from the Lord of Barton that would be beneficial to Rimmer

Don't think about this problem, because Benjamin, our Alpha, is not Lord Barton. Benjamin can't give Rimmer anything he wants, haha.

"Still." Benjamin didn't hide it, went around the counter, squeezed next to Zach, and read Grande's lazy entertainment book - "Urban Legends", "I don't think ridiculing them will have any good results."

"If they feel ridiculed." Zach has nothing to hide, "It means I'm right." The letter came from his mouth, Benjamin just wrote it, "Eve doesn't have much choice, I at least give her Pointed out a way. Whether to continue to let Boysen arrange things in the West District, or to find ways to deal with this guy, I believe she will make the right choice."

Zach turned the pages a little fast, and Benjamin had already turned the page before he saw anything. Simply, he took his eyes away from the magazine, frowned and glanced at Zach's side face, "You have no clue at all. Don’t you? You don’t know how to reply to Cody in the end for this request.”

Isn't it? The truth came out yesterday in the basement on the east side. Although the specific reason is not yet known, it has been revealed that it is just a conspiracy of the adults in the West District. No matter how it is whitewashed, it cannot be said to A little boy listened. And what Zach is planning now is just filling in the truth. Will it really help the commission

"Not at all." Zach admitted simply, "Do you have a clue?"

"No." Benjamin turned his eyes and could only admit.

"There's no need to be so negative." Zach glanced at Benjamin, "After everything is cleared up, I'm thinking about how to explain to Cody. I think we don't need to underestimate Cody's ability to accept, right." Yes, Children in the West District, some of their views on things are really unexpected. Do you still remember Cody’s comments about the West District police and James? The reality has reached a point where many adults are unwilling to believe it.

"I'm beginning to think that I shouldn't accept this commission." Benjamin shook his head and looked back at the magazine. Zach was still turning the pages.

"No." Zach glanced at the titles of the articles he had turned over indifferently, as if he was not interested in these things. "I am the one who doesn't know how to answer. I talked to Fisher first and I will only treat this as It's just that the little boy can't think about it for the moment. You know that Sibella's evaluation of you has always been correct, so you will accept it. Cody has found the right person."

Benjamin pursed his lips. He couldn't tell whether Zach's words were praise or ridicule, "What on earth are you turning over! Don't show it to me."

"Madison did not submit any articles for this issue." Zach closed the magazine directly and handed it to Benjamin. He pursed his lips slightly and said, "It seems that he and Riley have conflicts..."

Benjamin didn't care if Madison was in this issue of the magazine. This magazine was just a joke book. "You're overthinking it." Benjamin leaned directly against the counter, opened the magazine, and started reading from the beginning. He could Don't want to miss any jokes.

"It's not that I'm overthinking it." Zach tilted his head, "Don't you think last week's remnants of the club could make a great story." Zach raised his eyebrows, "I've already thought of the title. , "The Terror of Terror," subtitled, "The True Darkness of Fight Club."

Well, Zach is already a loyal reader of Urban Legends and actually starts to worry about the magazine. Benjamin just snorted and didn't bother to pay attention.

"Benjamin. I'm serious." Zach looked at Benjamin, who had already revealed his expression. "The attack by the remnants of the club. There are too many things to write about, let alone the news about James and Coulson that have been hyped in the past few days. Heroic deeds, remaining Gangaro, humans, the concept of the Saints Club, the intervention of the Sabbat Toledo, the Devil's Contractor... Madison can't possibly put down such rich themes." Zach shook his head, "Urban Legends "It is impossible to give up such a good subject matter. But I flipped through the whole book, and there is no relevant story in this issue at all."

Zach had a serious and analytical look on his face. Honestly, the way we vampires think. It’s really hard to figure out, “It’s okay if Madison didn’t write it, and the magazine itself didn’t write it, so I think there’s something wrong with it.”

"What's the problem?" Benjamin was much smarter, and he didn't even bother to keep up with Zach's thoughts. "What do you expect if someone writes it, what will it be like? The last time the Fight Club broke down in Barton, everyone thought it was over, but it led to this retaliatory attack. According to the style of this magazine, who published the things Do you know if it will attract any more revenge?"

Zach was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he raised his eyebrows, as if he had some epiphany, and looked at Benjamin with admiring eyes. Who knows if he meant it sincerely, "So that's it, that's it, that's it." This inexplicable repetition is not the same. I know what it means. I'm afraid this matter has not been played, but the follow-up will not be carried out here.

Benjamin glanced at Zach, not bothering to ask, closed the magazine and glanced at the main entrance of Grande, "I'm going up, hum, you have to stay here, stay well." He left.

Because guests are coming.

The middle-aged woman Donna, who looked like an ordinary peasant woman, ran over with small steps holding a thick folder. She casually moved her messy hair to the side and gave Zach a big blow. Smiling, "Mr. Grande! Where is Miss Louise?"

Zach smiled back, "She's a little uncomfortable and is resting."

"Oh!" The simple woman showed a concerned expression, "Is she okay?"

"Have a good rest and you'll be fine." Zach replied nonsense, his eyes already looking at the folder in the woman's hand. This thing should be familiar to everyone. It has been almost half a month since this planning document, which was labeled as 'Old Mr. Donna's Funeral Arrangements', was being pushed back and forth between Grande and Donna's house. "What's new, Mrs. Donna?" Did you request it?”

"Haha, it's gone this time." The woman seemed to be genuinely happy and handed over the folder, "Mother is very satisfied with all the arrangements. I came here to set a date for the funeral." She probably noticed this. She shouldn't be happy when the topic came up. She looked embarrassed, but she still tried to hide it with a smile. What an honest woman.

Zach did not show any behavior that might deepen the other party's embarrassment. He looked through the arrangement that had been revised many times and nodded, "Okay, I wonder if Mrs. Donna has any ideas about the date?"

"Well - that's not true." The woman thought for a while and then suddenly changed the subject, "Father, father is here. Well, how is it?"

This was a strange question. The father she spoke of was a corpse that had been lying in the basement on the east side of Grande for a long time. Please tell me, what can I do

However, Zach is a professional funeral owner. "Mr. Donna's body has been well preserved, so you can rest assured. If you want to ask about grooming..." Zach turned to the funeral arrangement documents. Regarding the farewell ceremony, Regarding the requirements for the appearance of the body, "Until the date of the funeral is set, it is impossible for us to implement the grooming and grooming."

"Oh, yes, yes..." The woman still smiled to cover up her embarrassment. It was obvious that this was not what she was asking.

Zach was not impatient and thought for a while, "Ma'am, do you want to take a look at Mr. Donna?"

Almost following Zach's final voice, "Yes!" The answer was so quick. But immediately the woman's face became embarrassed again. She lowered her head and turned her eyes around. She must have realized that her request was strange, "I, um, I want to see my father. He has been here for such a long time. I, we didn’t settle him properly. As a daughter, I, I always feel a little sorry for my father, and I want to say something to my father in person, right... "

Zach's mouth swelled slightly, the woman in front of him had such a real heart!

Can you refuse? Zach couldn't.

"Ma'am, please." Zach, who had nothing to delay, pointed the way behind the counter and opened the back door.

"Can, is it okay?" He actually wanted to confirm.

Zach gave a smile and maintained his guiding posture, "But madam, our Grande just picked up a drowned body yesterday and did some sorting. The smell of the ground may be a bit sad."

"No, it's okay!" The woman followed behind Zach, already holding the cross pendant on her chest. This is not surprising. The main faith of the Federation is the Holy Lord. Although the woman just wanted to say sorry to her deceased father, in the eyes of this ordinary person, the only thing that could convey this was the prayer of faith.

After bypassing the back corridor and going down from the east door, Zach opened the door and glanced at Soul Walker Sloan who was still inside. As he walked towards the cabinet where old Mr. Donna was, he raised his voice and said it was right. Sloan said, "Get out first and give this lady some space."

The woman glanced at Zach gratefully, and then gestured equally gratefully to Sloan who stepped away. Oh, to her, Sloane was just a stranger.

"Call me when it's over." Zach pulled out the freezer, no longer disturbing the life-and-death communication between father and daughter, and left the basement.

Anyway, waiting is just waiting. Zach glanced at Sloan, who was also waiting outside, and asked, "How's it going?"

"It's not good." Sloan said gloomily, "It's very bad." (.)