The gray southeastern part of the country in the rain looked like a dead place with no life at all. It's not that there were a few idle gangsters standing outside the smoky bar in the past, but now, there is no life.
What added a touch of wonder to the gray atmosphere was the car parked outside the General's Rest Stop, James' car.
Zach raised his eyebrows, walked around James' car, touched his chin, opened the door and entered the bar, "What a coincidence." At first glance, he saw the two gloomy and opposite-looking 'General' and James. Ms., "They're all here."
The 'General's face immediately became irritated, "What a good time." He retorted.
James glanced at the 'General' gloomily and then turned directly to Zach, "What are you doing here?!"
Zach shrugged and stepped out of the way of Mason, "The 'General' asked me to bring someone here, what are you doing here?"
James stared at Mason for a long time, wondering what he was thinking. He pulled Zach and walked out, "Go out and talk!"
Zach was very cooperative and signaled the 'General' to take the people away. He casually looked at the resurrected people sitting scattered in the bar, and returned to the front porch of the bar with James.
"What do you mean? Why bring Mason here?!" James asked.
"The 'General' needed help to control those who came back from hell, and asked Seth." Zach replied with a curled mouth, "But he can only get Mason, haha, you know."
James's face was constipated, "And you sent someone here?!"
"Yes, basically I just completed the act of giving him away." Zach tilted his head, "Crowley and the priest took the initiative to let Mason come here." This means that Zach is not sending Mason here. It's Crawley's fault if she had any role in getting things here.
James frowned and thought about it for a while before he said, "Can Mason control those people?" His tone was forceful.
"Did they cause any trouble?" Zach did not answer directly. rhetorical question.
James was still too naive, "They voluntarily provided testimony at the police station..." He shook his head irritably, "Forcing us to interrogate..." He continued to shake his head, "Forcing..." He took a deep breath and glared at Zach, "They were very unhappy that the police had previously treated Southeast The way the department handles chaos! Do you think they caused any trouble?"
"Then you are here. Because..." Zach trailed off, waiting for James to complete it.
"I was sent to reconstruct the situation during the chaos in the southeast. They, these twenty or so people, turned out to belong to different gangs in the southeast. I came to investigate the testimonies and restore the facts of the case."
"No." Zach shook his head, "You are here. I didn't see you going to their original gang station to investigate."
James' eyes twitched, "Is there anything to detect! I know they are telling the truth!"
"Oh." Zach chuckled and tilted his head. "Then your work is done, what are you still doing here?"
James turned away irritably, "I'm here to warn the 'General'! And his men!"
"Don't do anything stupid, like massacre the Ax Security Company, right?"
James didn't want to respond, and Zach continued, "But your warning is really meaningless, isn't it. Obviously the police will not bring justice to these guys in the southeast."
James stared at Zach, still silent.
Zach smiled and waved his hands. Ready to turn around and go into the bar.
"I will stay here. I don't want to go back to the bureau just yet." James said informingly.
"Whatever you want." Of course Zach didn't care.
To answer the bar again, you can describe the current state of the 'General's lair. It’s much better than the deserted place last time Zach came, with at least twenty more people.
Tam, whose race we don't yet know, is still working as a bartender. His two friends, a boy and a girl, are not here, so no one cares. 'General' leaned against the bar. He just kept looking at Mason, making Mason lower his head awkwardly.
Zach planned to make a formal introduction again, but someone beat him to it.
"You." The strange guy sat on the small round table in front of the bar and raised his chin towards Zach, "Zach, right?"
Zach looked at the man. Except for some white skin, there is no difference from normal people. No, it should be said that the more than twenty people who appeared here are all a bit white and still very tender. In terms of sex, the resurrection of the Siren has made their breasts as tender and white as the newborn...
"I just came back last time." The man moved in his seat, hesitated for a moment, then stood up, and actually extended his right hand to Zach, "I feel a little uncomfortable emotionally, and I didn't have time. Now is the time to talk properly. Thank you."
Zach looked at the other person's right hand, gave a smile, stretched out his hand to hold it, and shook it twice, "No, thank you, thank you Siren and Mike, they are the people who contributed." Siren resurrected**, and Mike sent it back Soul, "Of course the most important thing is 'General'." Of course Zach would not just care about being appreciated by others, "If it weren't for his revenge, I probably wouldn't care about you rotting at the bottom of the sea."
While retracting his hand, the man's expression felt uncomfortable for a moment, but then he glanced at the 'General', moved the corners of his mouth and nodded, looking at all the people in the space who were in the same situation as him, "We know that revenge We have the same goal."
Zach raised his eyebrows at the 'General' who twisted his lips, "That's good. The same goal is the beginning of all relationships."
A voice came from the corner, "It is impossible for me to cooperate with the 'General'. He has robbed our business, beaten our brothers, and destroyed us..."
"Us?" Zach glanced at the corner and didn't care much, "Where are 'we'?"
The bar fell silent, with only Tam shaking the mixing glass inappropriately, making the sound of liquid hitting the wall.
Zach nodded towards the corner, "Yes, 'we', you are the only one left in this world." Zach turned around and patted Mason who didn't know what to do. Naturally, he said this to the corner, "If you miss 'us' that much, this new friend is here, ready to send you back to reunite with your 'us'."
Zach looked around at the people in the bar, "Miss your old gang, brothers, and territory? Tell me." He patted Mason again and snapped his fingers, "I promise, you can go back in just a moment."
Go back to hell. And we already know that hell is a strange world made up of past timelines. So what Zach said was more than just mocking.
"You don't need to say these words." He was the first man to talk to Zach, with a gloomy expression on his fair face. "We all know our situation now." He glanced at the 'General', and there was no expression in his eyes. How much kindness. Apparently his former gang was also bullied by the 'general', "We just need time to adjust to the current situation!"
To be honest, Zach was a little disappointed. For 'General', these words should be said by him, the boss here, not by a guy who just stood up.
Zach glanced at the man, "That's all you know." Then he turned to Mason formally, "This is Mason. There are three ways to go to hell. Cerberus, you have all experienced it; being judged by faith; being sent back by the witcher. Mason Just a witcher." This is considered a formal introduction.
Zach glanced at the 'General' and didn't say much. He probably meant to forget about Seth, "From now on, Mason will stay here with you, helping and cooperating with the 'General' for your common goal... "
"What about you?" It's still the same man.
"Me?" Zach raised his eyebrows.
"Aren't you going to help us?" The man frowned and stared at our vampire. "You were the one who told 'General' that Aix and Falcon were..."
"I'm just the owner of a funeral business in the South District." Zach interrupted expressionlessly, "It just so happened that Sadier from the security company I was working with was not Aix, that's all." This was an insignificant statement. point to clarify the real point.
The man frowned tightly, "You created the current 'General'."
"Because we are friends." Zach shrugged and glanced at the curling 'General', "I don't want him to die." He made a show-off gesture. "So I gave him eternal life. Is there any problem?"
Probably no one would be satisfied with this answer, but it was the only answer they could get.
The man pursed his lips tightly and thought for a while. Don't know what to think.
Zach twisted his mouth and pointed to the 'general' with his eyes, asking him to do something. After all, this is his territory, so it doesn't matter if he always asks a customer to speak for him.
But 'General' didn't realize it.
"Then, that detective, Detective Lance." The man spoke again, pointing to the door of the bar. James was still outside, peeping obscenely from the window, and quickly dispersed after being discovered, "He looks like we are This way…”
"Illusion." Zach directly denied it and looked at the man in front of him. "You seem to take it for granted. He is a police detective and you are... potential criminals. Just because he is willing to believe your words does not mean that he will help you commit crimes - go Revenge on Ax or Falcon.”
The man seemed unhappy, "If the police had done what they should have done, we wouldn't have..."
"You are in hell, can you rest in peace?" Zach interrupted at the right time, spreading his hands, "Because the police caught the murderer, locked up the 'evil man' who destroyed your original gang, and punished the 'evil' in the southeast ?”
The man stared at Zach with a gloomy expression.
There is no other way, please try to understand Zach's logic. Facing gang members with distorted moral values, Zach's logic can only bend.
"Okay, I convinced the detective to arrest Ax now." Zach waved his hand, "Mason, send them back to hell, that's what they seem to want."
Of course, Mason didn't move, and neither did the man, but his face became more gloomy, "You are saying that we still have to rely on ourselves for everything!"
Zach nodded and glanced at everyone in the bar, "This is all you have."
"Don't count me out." Tam, who had been making a lot of noise, actually said, "My coming to help the 'General' is just a hobby, not a 'life goal'."
Zach curled his lips and glanced at Tam, "Of course, get rid of him."
Mason hesitantly raised a finger and looked at his strange expression - he was only trained by the priest, not to become a criminal.
Zach patted Mason on the shoulder, "And him, he is just your ticket back 'home' when you want to give up. Have we made it clear?"
"Although our souls have been in hell, we are still the same as humans." The man frowned, "You can't expect us to be just a few ordinary humans..."
"I heard it." The 'General' finally spoke, with a look of disdain and contempt, "I thought there was no need for me to say this. Huh, how many years have we been in Barton? Which of our gangs is not made up of ordinary humans? Come down."
The man stared at the 'general' and said nothing.
"I thought there was nothing different. Huh, it's easier now. There are only us and Aix in the southeast." Skoll was fed to the dog by the 'general', "But it seems that you have become cowards after dying once. Do you have to find a bunch of helpers for yourself before you dare to go against Aix... "
"With Falcon in Aix, the protection of the police, and the backing of Barton, what do we have!" the man retorted.
"You have nothing." The 'General' tilted his head, "It's just me, accept it or get out, it's just me."
Zach tilted his head, thinking it was about the same, and finally patted Mason, ready to say goodbye and leave.
It’s still the same man, “you.”
Zach walked towards the door and looked at this talkative guy, "'General' is your descendant after all. If he shows up with any intention..."
"I don't want him to die." Zach was too lazy to say anything more. He waved his hands and opened the door. "That wouldn't mean eternal life, right." He nodded, went out, and closed the door. Like it or not, this is the answer Zach can give anyway.
"You are instigating a group of criminals!" James blocked Zach at the door without any surprise.
Zach didn't bother to tangle with this troubled detective, "Would you rather they continue to 'supervise' you at the police station to investigate the southeast case?"
James took a hard breath and stopped talking.
Zach shrugged, got in the car, started it, and returned to Grande. Maybe Laura's commission would make some progress.
Don't forget, the election campaign has already begun. The city government must pay enough attention to an unpleasant citizen's report. This is related to whether their mayor can stay in his current position.
They were all ready to leave when Zach found James still standing on the front porch of the bar.
Zach frowned and rolled down the window, "James? Are you still staying here?"
James tilted his head and was too lazy to reply.
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Shall I accompany you?"
"No! You go back quickly! We don't need you here!"
Zach thought for a moment, "What is happening in the police station, right? Cologne deliberately got you out? Not letting you go back?"
Yes, James, who had already missed work for a long time, did not receive training at the police station, and was forced to do this meaningless job. Now he is not going back. It is obvious that Cologne deliberately drove away James.
James glared at Zach and moved the corners of his mouth, "None of your business!"
Zach curled his lips, "Is it irrelevant, or is it beyond my control?"
James lowered his head, probably struggling for a long time, and looked up at Zach, "The military people went to the police station again, and deliberately notified the media. The mayor also sent people over, and now they are all crowded in the police station. Here! The director saw that I was unhappy and kicked me out! That’s it, I’m satisfied!”
Zach tilted his head, it was out of range.
"See you at dinner, James." Our vampire shifted gears and rolled up the window. go home. (.)