Grande's brothers haven't acted together for a long time, and this time, he can't hide.
After entering Paisiying, Benjamin started to complain, "You shouldn't drink that aconite soup." If it were normal, Benjamin's senses would have faded, "My nose is full of that ghost smell from you, and now there are still messy... Herbal smell!”
Zach pursed his lips, "I've already taken a shower three times, what else do you expect from me." As he spoke, he raised his hand to smell, "What on earth did you smell? The smell of rotting corpses? I'm sure it's gone."
Benjamin frowned, as if he didn't know how to explain it, shook his head and gave up, parked the car and turned off the engine, "We're here."
The car was parked in front of Sibella's house. The wizard was standing on the front porch waiting impatiently. When he saw the two people arriving, he walked straight over, pushed back the door where the two brothers were about to get out of the car, and then opened it himself. Someone came in through the back door, "Ogier Street."
Benjamin turned back to look at Sibella, twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked again, "Why are you going to Ogier?"
"James is still over there, it was Boyson's workshop. Find him now." Sibella answered briefly, and at the same time glanced at Zach and rolled her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Zach tilted his mouth. He felt that he was clearly disliked. Why? Our vampire thought for a moment and thought, "You didn't say I couldn't take Benjamin."
Sibella turned away her head in annoyance, because Zach had said it right, "Boisen's workshop is mine now, and some of my people are working for me in it."
"Your people refer to those foreign wizards, but are they doing things?" Zach was of course probing, "Is it some kind of witchcraft research?"
"Yes." Sibella replied gloomily.
Zach raised his eyebrows, "For example, the matter about the sea monster I asked for, um. For example, the corpses of those werewolves before."
Benjamin licked his lips, glanced at the rearview mirror, and said to the two of them at the same time, "It has nothing to do with me."
Zach shrugged, now was a good opportunity to show his racial superiority. Can't let it go, "When you say that, I'm a little curious, Benjamin. How does it feel to know that the corpses of your own people are being studied again? I can't imagine it at all." Of course, how to imagine it? The corpse of a vampire is just a pile of ashes. Who would study this thing
Benjamin looked sideways at Zach and said nothing.
"Look at the road. Don't look at me." Zach surrendered and turned to Sibella, "I remember you said earlier that the research has made some progress. What, are there any results?"
"I'm telling you, will you understand?" Sibella asked.
Zach curled his lips and said, "No." No more provoking two people. Want to liven up the atmosphere. Why is it so difficult
Fortunately, Ogier Street is right next to Paising, so we arrived quickly.
Ogier. Zach often comes here, and the shop of the mind-reading Morilin family lives at the end of the street, but Zach has never noticed the workshop in the center of the street. This was thanks to Ogier's graffiti all over the street. If it weren't for James' car and Sibella's instructions, neither Grande brothers would have been able to find the door that happened to be blackened to look like a giant eye pupil.
Zach originally thought that the investigation that Sibella said about James bringing the police would be a big deal. As a result, after entering, I only saw an acquaintance, Chapman.
Among the weird looks in the eyes of four or five strange wizards, James was the first to come to Zach. James ignored Sibella, "I can't single out the West District Police Department for their negligence. I can only lead people to conduct a private investigation first. Chapman came here voluntarily."
Zach nodded and looked around at the workshop in front of him. It's like a laboratory. In a closed space, there are workbenches filled with miscellaneous items, display cabinets with stomach-churning specimens, unnamed instruments, and a weird smell that fills the air. Zach doesn't like it here.
Benjamin probably felt the same way, staring at his feet and circling with a weird expression on his face.
"Okay, everyone is here." Sibella clapped her hands, attracting people's attention, mainly Chapman, who was still rummaging around with gloves on, "We all know what's going on, let's not make things up. Well, the policeman from the devil's side (Chapman), come here."
Zach shrugged at James who cast a doubtful look, saying that he didn't know what Sibella was going to do.
"James." Sibella faced James first, "There is a basement here. The really important things are all in the basement, including some old things that originally belonged to Boysen. This is your goal here."
"What?" James frowned, "Where is the basement? The last time I cooperated with the Western District Police Department to come here to find 'Valmina', I didn't find anything underground..." James was talking about Zach last time. Colluding with Mrs. Quinn and Sibella, they worked together to frame Boyson.
She was interrupted by Sibella, "Shh! Wait until I finish!" She was very impatient, "I can give you what you want, James, but I also have a request, I want the body!"
James stared at Sibella with his mouth open, and after a moment he answered gloomily, "I won't give you the evidence!"
"Then you can go back to the police station and wait for your forensic doctor to slowly confirm the identity of the body!" Sibella responded very quickly.
"you… "
"What?!" Sibella seemed completely unprepared to give James a chance, "You came here with the police without even a search warrant. I let you in. It was already very interesting. Now I let you Let’s go, what can you do!”
Get a search warrant? For what reason was this search warrant issued? Is it suspected that the Western District Police Department neglected its duties and caused the floating corpse? Well, it is better for James to go directly to the Western District Police Station to ask for documents now.
Zach raised his eyebrows and understood, this was why Sibella called him here. After thinking for a moment, he spoke and said to James, "James, you just want to solve the case, right?"
James looked at Zach warily, "Who do you want to help?!"
"You." Zach said in a positive tone, "Listen to me James, if the police department can't confirm the identity of the body, you have no case to solve at all, right?"
If the floating corpse is regarded as the victim of a murder, and no one knows the victim, James, the detective, has no case at all.
"At worst, I'll wait!"
"Wait?" Zach shook his head, "You have also seen what the body looks like. The body has been soaked in the sea for almost two weeks, and the degree of intoxication is already quite serious. Do you really think you can wait for the results without any direction? Zach waved his hand, "You either believe me, it's Boyson. Now go directly to the Western District Police Station to investigate their case. You will definitely find the loopholes in their handling of Boyson's suicide. Start solving the case directly and finally prove that the corpse is floating." It’s Boysen. Or you’re stuck here and want to believe me but don’t want to believe me. First confirm that the floating corpse is Boysen, and then go to the Western District Police Station... "
"How can I go to the West District Police Station!" James was actually angry. It seemed that he was not allowed to consider completely trusting Zach. "You accuse them of having problems with their work without any hard evidence?! Do you think I am? Who is it! The police chief! Does everyone want to listen to what I say!"
Zach pursed his lips and said conscientiously, "Actually, you can. Director Darcy will definitely be your solid backer..." He saw James' fiery eyes. Zach tilted his head and stopped this direction, "Then you are facing the current problem." Zach actually glanced at Chapman who was in a daze, "The only helper you have now is Chapman, who came voluntarily. Since we can’t follow the proper search procedures, Sibella can kick you out and accuse you of breaking into a private house. Let alone solving the case, you have no case at all.”
"Listen to Zach." Sibella actually spoke for Zach. "I give you the case and you give me the body. I can wait until you close the case. But give me the body! That's my only request! James, think hard and don't let me down!"
Are you disappointed? If Sibella is referring to the last time she asked James for the werewolf corpse, she is indeed disappointed. As expected, Sibella also gained some experience, so she directly called Zach over this time. She probably could only admit it. Now if we want to get something done in Barton, we can only rely on Zach.
Since Sibella rarely helped Zach, Zach should continue to assist, "Did you hear that, Sibella said that he can wait until the case is closed. You don't really care about how Boyson's body is disposed of, do you?"
James's face was gloomy, and his eyes swept over several people's faces. Benjamin's indifference, Sibella's close gaze, Zach's "sincere persuasion", and finally fell on Chapman - the only one who could barely be regarded as James. People who share the same position, the police.
Unfortunately, as I said, Chapman was in a daze.
After a moment of silence, James clicked his tongue irritably and made up his mind, "I don't promise anything! I just want to take care of my case!" In other words, he doesn't care about what happens after the case is closed.
Zach nodded towards Sibella, this was the limit that James could give in.
"Then it's settled." Sibera's face was not very happy, and she waved to the wizards who had been watching, "You guys come and untie it."
Unlock what? Just witchcraft.
A middle-aged male wizard nodded to several people, walked to the center of the workshop, cleared his throat, opened his hands, closed his eyes, "*... &%%&*... "
Read the spell aloud.
Zach pursed his lips. Sure enough, these foreign wizards were not good people.
"... ... &**& A sneeze! A sneeze! Uh..." This guy wiped his nose hurriedly and glanced at everyone with an embarrassed expression, "Hug, I'm sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable. Let's try again... &%%&*... "
Zach looked at Sibera with his mouth curved, asking with his eyes, wouldn't all the wizards you recruit be of this level? Sibella pretended not to notice and touched her nose.
The dark red mantra took shape after the nasal reading, and sank into the ground. A slight tremor spread from the floor to the soles of everyone's feet. Their vision flickered, and everything around them changed.
Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at the sudden appearance of more people around him - Indians, about a dozen or so, each standing in front of the test bench playing with gadgets that Zach didn't recognize.
Zach looked around and saw John who rolled his eyes and continued grinding the herbs in his hand, and also saw Katie and Max waving to him and Benjamin.
"Fa, what happened..." Chapman finally stopped being in a daze.
No one cares.
"Here." Sibella opened her mouth and raised her hand, "Boisen's original things are piled in the utility room. Daily items are marked. Don't look around. I don't care if you encounter anything fatal. "
Just when Zach was about to ask, Sibella covered her face and said, "Hati!" A stifled sneeze. Zach frowned, "The Holy Lord bless you..."
The covered mouth must have moved. The red light rose up and sank into the ceiling. Sibella disappeared.
Zach opened his mouth, he needed an explanation.
"This is the basement." The middle-aged wizard who read the spell explained in a nasal voice. He looked up at the ceiling, with envy on his face. "What does it feel like to cast a spell so easily? I really want to experience it. .”
After receiving the explanation, Zach curled his lips and listened carefully. He couldn't hear the sound from above at all. This 'basement' is quite underground.
James and Chapman were already walking in the direction indicated by Sibella. Zach wanted to follow him to prevent the two guys from really digging out something bad, but at the same time, Zach also discovered that Benjamin was actually heading to another place. direction.
"You go and watch the two policemen." Zach interrupted the other party's envy, said, and followed Benjamin, "Where are you going?"
Benjamin didn't answer. He stood outside a room, which was unlocked. He pushed open and entered. In the dark space, Benjamin touched the wall, found the switch, and turned on the light.
Grande's two brothers showed strange expressions at the same time.
There were about a dozen things similar to aquariums placed in this room. The transparent glass chamber was filled with light cyan liquid, and wrapped in the liquid was a wolf, a mutilated wolf. No, a mutilated wolf-human hybrid. It is not difficult to imagine that the forelimbs are wolf claws and the hind limbs are human legs; the left side of the face is a human and the other face is a wolf; the chest and abdomen are human, and the back and thighs are wolves... incomplete? Because no one is complete.
"This is what Sibella doesn't want you to see..." Halfway through Zach's words, Benjamin had already started walking. He stood in front of a warehouse with a clear goal and frowned.
Zach followed over and carefully observed the half-wolf, half-human thing in the warehouse that only had a spine connecting the head and limbs (no chest and abdomen). "This is..." Zach was a little unsure, "Alpha."
"Yeah." Benjamin actually nodded, "I'll eat the rest."
These are the werewolf corpses that Sibera took away and studied.
"You shouldn't have come in." John's voice sounded at the door, alert.
Zach turned back, glanced at John, and said indifferently, "The door is not locked." He turned back, glanced at Benjamin's face, and said to John, "Do you want to explain what is going on?"
Needs explanation. Think about it, these corpses were brought to the police station. If they looked like half wolves and half humans, the police would go crazy.
After a werewolf dies, he remains in human form. This is a truth that has been verified countless times since werewolves were created.
After Benjamin and Matthew's difficult battle, the bodies left behind were humanoid. The ones discovered by the police, searched and taken away were also humanoid. Those who were sent to Ford Funeral Home to await cremation were also in human form. With Zach's help, Sibella got back the human form through the contractor in Wales. However, after more than half a month, the things in these glass warehouses are not humanoid.
"Werewolves are a race born by Papa using Gangrel's blood and curse to imprison the soul of death in the human body at midnight. The soul of death becomes the wolf body of the werewolf." John was really obedient and explained, " We have verified that even if the werewolf's body dies and begins to rot like this, the imprisoned soul is still imprisoned and can be inspired to transform into a wolf body."
Benjamin turned back and glanced at John, "Good job, keep going. I want to know about any progress in the future."
It's no longer a joke. Zach really can't understand the fact that the corpses of his own race are being studied. (.)