Zach still took out the hundred dollars in his pocket and said to Laura, "Take it back." It's not that our vampire wasn't prepared for this and returned to Grande, otherwise he wouldn't have written it down yesterday. The license plate was there, but, it wasn’t like, “I feel disrespected.”
Laura rolled her eyes for the fourth time, "Would you rather grandma give you this commission with a check?"
Oops, I was right.
Zach looked away with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, "Haha, how come, you want to help Kyle, you are Grande's friend, we should help you, we should. Entrust or something, haha, no need."
"Need." Laura didn't bother to take back the banknotes that Zach handed back. She rolled her eyes for the fifth time and said, "I don't know what happened to Vincent. If the truth is true." She paused, "It's not very good. I prefer that it is the result of entrustment, not the result of help from friends." After saying that, he rolled his eyes for the sixth time, "Can you understand what I said?"
Zach curled his lips, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Understood."
The general meaning is that for example, Cody before, he could not accept that Long drowned accidentally, but he had to accept that Long was murdered because he owed drug money. The difference between the two is that one was told by others, and the other was entrusted with money. result.
Zach took back the banknote and accepted it. The 'more than one hundred dollars friendship commission' that was opened was destined to be unstoppable. "How is Kyle?"
"I don't know." Laura's expression became irritable again. "After I went back yesterday, I locked myself in my room, ignored anyone, and didn't talk to anyone. My grandmother and parents asked me, and I didn't know what to say. I'm worried that Kyle will do what he did last time, pushing away everyone around him, and finally..." She shook her head. Staring, "So I have to find out what happened to Vincent, and then, and then..." Laura blinked. It seemed that she didn't know what happened next. She probably came to Grande this time out of impulse. .
"Then you will at least know how to help and guide Kyle. You won't just collect pamphlets on 'Youth Psychological Counseling' like last time." Zach completed the information for Laura.
The seventh one rolls his eyes. Zach asked for it.
"How are you going to help me check Vincent?" Laura asked in a very impatient tone. He casually took the snacks from Alice and gave him a 'I'll tell you later' expression.
"You don't have to worry about it." Zach waved his hand, "You can go upstairs and play, I have other things to do."
Laura pouted, pulled Alice and ran away. Leave them alone, because Zach finally saw Mason holding a broken black umbrella and slowly crossing from the west.
Zach frowned and looked at Mason's muddy feet, "Did you come here?"
"Yeah." Mason hesitated for a moment. Zach pulled him directly onto the back porch and put away his umbrella, "There is only one car for the priest at the church. If I drive away, he will have no use for the car."
"Is there another person?" Zach looked around and didn't see the demon accompanying him.
"Here." Mason raised his hand, revealing the bracelet on his wrist. There was a slightly larger bead on the silver cross pendant, "Blitz."
It was as if ink had stained the paper. The spreading thick black mist transformed into a human form, and one could vaguely see his face. The other person nodded towards Zach. He gave me a friendly smile.
Zach returned the greeting, but had nothing to say to this guy and continued to face Mason, "Are you sure you want to go back to the 'General'?"
"Yeah." Mason pursed his lips, "In my memory, 'General' was pretty good to 'me'. It won't be a big deal if I go back."
"Do you have memories of when Seth was still in his body?" Zach raised his eyebrows.
"Some of them suddenly run out occasionally, and it feels like a dream." Mason shook his head with a strange expression, "I might have to trouble you to send us there, and I don't know how to explain it to the 'General'. Well, that, I might talk to him The Seth I knew was different.”
"Of course." Zach really didn't know what to say, so he pointed to the bench on the back porch, "Sit down for a while, and I'll make a call."
Mason sat down obediently, and Zach walked directly to the back door of the showroom. The phone call he mentioned was not to make to the 'general', he was going there soon anyway, so why repeat it. Zach wanted to call the citizen hotline, so he used Grande's external work number.
It took more than half a minute to get through the stereo before he was picked up. "Can I help you? Citizen."
A somewhat urgent operator's voice sounded. Zach could understand. Anthony said that the campaign office was officially established and was preparing for the first poll. Presumably many city government staff had been transferred. "I want to respond once..." Zach acted very naturally, "Report it, I want to report it."
"What are you reporting?"
"Well..." Zach was playing the role of a dissatisfied citizen trying to be as coherent as possible, "I, the one who was in the former Grand Funeral Home cemetery on the West Side a few days ago, took pictures of a few, um, game consoles. "
"Is this the planned commercial land of the Lister Group on the southwest side of the West District?" The operator on the receiver confirmed as the paper was flipped.
"Uh, yes." Zach, who was performing a full set, nodded to the air, and then waved his hands impatiently to the air, "But it's not mainly about that, it's about later."
"Oh, sir, please continue."
"The stuff has been delivered. It was delivered yesterday." Zach listened to the constant turning of pages and recording sounds on the other side of the receiver. "When it was delivered, there were a few guests at my house. Well, important guests."
There is no response from the receiver, waiting for the key point.
Zach is a proper, irritable citizen, "Important guest!" I repeat.
"I hear you sir, please continue."
"The delivery worker hit my customer, and my customer was injured." Zach said, clicking his lips, and listened to the sound of turning pages and recording over there for a moment. It should be a beating, "Your delivery person didn't apologize and left without saying anything!"
"Sir, please calm down first. Can you provide more details..."
"I wrote down the license plate!" Zach reported the string of characters, "I ask you to..." Zach shook his head in the air, "No! I also want to apologize in person! Maybe my guest is tolerant enough and doesn't want to be held accountable. But I don’t want to!”
"Sir, could you please provide us with information about your guests? We have not received any physical conflicts here..."
"Did you listen?" Zach shouted into the receiver very irritably, "I told you that my guest is... a very important guest! And they don't want to be held accountable! I think!"
Please feel the meaning of Zach's constant emphasis on 'important guests' and 'guests don't want to be held accountable'.
"Uh..." The operator seemed a little confused, "Sir, please calm down. We have not received any reports of physical conflicts. If what you said is true, sir, we will definitely deal with it seriously. Can you provide more detailed information? Is it convenient for us to investigate? Yes. I can see this side. Sir, your phone number is South District..."
"What are you doing?!" Zach was showing alertness, "I thought this citizen hotline was anonymous!"
"Yes, but sir, you said that a conflict occurred and injuries occurred, but we did not report it. It may be that our staff are deliberately concealing it in order to find out the incident and give you a satisfactory handling result. We here I hope, sir, you can cooperate with us to conduct a more thorough investigation..."
"Uh! I won't tell you anymore..." Zach threw the phone back.
Because of the rain, he couldn't go out for a walk, so he could only sit in the showroom in a daze, staring at Zach with a face like a rag.
Zach smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, just hang up if they call."
Old Hank let out a loud tut, stood up, and decided to change his mind to a different place.
Laura's hundred-dollar commission is a start. Don't think that Zach has done something bad. Vincent beat Kyle, that's a fact. No matter what Vincent's mentality is, it is not the Barton family who is held responsible for this matter, but the 'anonymous' citizens. He should feel lucky.
Zach returned to the back porch and patted Mason, "Let's go."
Zach couldn't drive Grande's usual van. To avoid being seen by Eve, I won’t explain more. The old car that Zach, Benjamin, and Anthony owned together couldn't be driven either, and its burlap roof offered little protection against the rain. Zach could only go to the warehouse in the south to find another one, since there were more Grand cars anyway.
However. As soon as he opened the door of the warehouse, Zach saw a string of water stains extending along the aisle. Looking deeper, he saw an umbrella leaning against the container, which was the one given to Georgina.
Zach tugged at the corner of his mouth and felt the surroundings carefully, but there was no breath at all. Why.
"At least, let me confirm again that you are not a threat to Grande." Zach spoke into the air.
Of course no one would answer.
"Forget it." Zach shook his head and started to choose a car, "I want to choose a car to go to the southeast. Do you have any suggestions?"
Who cares about him!
Zach walked over to a pickup truck, pulled back the hood, and froze.
Because Georgina was sitting inside. The other party looked at Zach with a blank expression, opened the door, got out of the car, passed Zach, opened the hood of the other car, opened the door, and got in.
Zach stood there and pondered.
This situation is serious. If it's not Georgina but Robert, Zach has said goodbye to this world. Our vampire is completely unaware of Georgina's presence!
The impact this time was even greater than the previous conversation with Georgina when she couldn't sense the other party, because this time it was not Georgina who showed up on her own initiative, but Zach who lifted the car hood.
Zach frowned, knocked on the window of the car that Georgina had just sat in, opened the hood, and looked at Georgina who was still expressionless, "How did you do it. Tell me."
Georgina glanced at Zach and said, "I don't want to talk to you."
"Is it ability or skill?" Zach was very persistent. "I can tell you, I have tried to imitate. When Barton first appeared in Sabbat Toledo, I felt threatened and wanted to imitate this unreasonable behavior. Perceived…”
"Has anyone of my race appeared in Barton?" Georgina had an expression, one of confusion.
"You don't know?" Zach also became confused. He glanced outside the warehouse door. Mason started to look this way on the back porch separated by the rain. He curled his lips and closed the warehouse door. "You don't know you demons?" Yantoriduo once used the method of mailing blood bottles to create descendants?"
Georgina looked at Zach, "By mail?"
"You heard it right." Now, probably without the influence of the entangled relationship between the characters before, it was just a conversation between two vampires, "Mail, Eli Toredo mailed his blood to his fans, and asked His fans send him food as a contribution."
"I..." Georgina frowned, "I don't know this."
Zach looked at Georgina, thought for a while, put down the car hood, and left the warehouse. When he passed Mason, he was asked, "What's wrong?"
"Wait here."
Zach went down to the basement without disturbing Louise and Mo's chat. He picked up a stack of old newspapers and walked out of the basement again. Return to the warehouse.
Lifting the hood of the car, he pushed the old newspaper to Georgina, "You should read the news from that period."
"See what's the use of these." Georgina should be repelled, because she has seen some front-page headlines, such as illegal youth activity center, Bishop massacre, 'Varmina' channel...
"James has helped or participated in all of these cases. You should prepare for his general attitude towards Sabbat Toledo." Zach is kind-hearted, I guess.
Georgina's face darkened, "What's the point! These news are probably all after your involvement, and they are far from the truth..." It is probably to say that it is far from the truth.
"Is the truth important?" Zach shook his head. "These news may not be the truth, but the result, with the efforts of James and I, is the best result that can be shown." Among the best results, there is still murder. , there are teenagers who have gone astray, and drugs have destroyed their lives. "Even if you want to know the truth, start here little by little, okay?"
Georgina picked up a newspaper and on the front page there was a picture of Jackson Bishop and Elena, dead bodies. He pursed his lips tightly and stopped talking.
Zach tapped on the car window, not intending to disturb him, and put down the car hood, "By the way, don't forget I asked you a question." Sabbat Toledo's ability, "If you want to stay here all the time Here, at least let me, the master, feel a little more at ease, but not too much."
"It's blood." came the dull reply, "You can't imitate it."
Zach frowned, this answer might as well be no.
“But anyone can learn the skills.”
Zach raised an eyebrow, what do you mean? Unable to hold back, she opened the hood of Georgina's car again, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"If we block the opponent's perception, but are still suppressed by the bloodline when approaching the opponent, we will not have any attack power." Georgina glanced at Zach, "So this technique is only available to us."
Zach was reminded that he had felt it when he and Jackson Elena encountered the first Sabbat Toledo in the Leipte teaching building at the same time. The other party's actions after his appearance were not affected at all and remained focused. attack. In subsequent contacts, such as before and now, Georgina looked like she was being suppressed by a four-century-old vampire.
"Don't look at me like that." Georgina looked back at the newspaper in her hand, "Humph, I don't have a good impression of you, and I won't tell you our secret directly."
Zach lowered the hood of his car and finally started. He curled his lips and couldn't keep Mason waiting any longer. (.)