"Don't go through the main entrance!" We've arrived, but Caesar doesn't get out of the car. "Class has already started. Take me around to the back wall, and then help me climb in." He asked our Alpha.
Benjamin shook his head and did so.
Walking around to the back, the two stood in the middle of the two back walls and could hear the noise at the junior high school on the other side.
The schools in the West District are very concentrated. They are located in the southeast of the central part of the West District, making it convenient to take care of families from all walks of life in the West District. The high school is the smallest campus. As I said before, upper-class families in the West District will send their children to the North District when they reach high school. Most of the people who stay in the West District to attend high school are from the lower class... It’s hard to say this, but everyone understands.
"There's a sports meeting over there." Caesar explained casually, "Throw me away."
Benjamin glanced at the two-meter-high wall and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Do you want to break your bones?"
"I don't want to," Caesar replied. "When you see if the tree behind the wall is gone, throw it up. That's how I figured it out."
Benjamin didn’t ask any more questions, twisted Caesar’s collar and threw it up.
The boy who was waving wildly in the air sank into the canopy of the tree. After a burst of clattering and groaning, a slightly lowered voice came from behind the wall, "Landed safely, you can go."
Benjamin curled his lips and stopped caring, but he didn't leave. He leaned against the wall and waited.
After a while, a pool of dark red flowed down from the back wall of the campus in the other direction, peeling off the warped wall paint, falling into the root of the wall, submerging some innocent little flowers and plants, and then protruding and revealing a human shape.
It was Eve, a junior high school student wearing a football uniform with a number printed on her chest.
"Can you be more disgusting?" Benjamin clicked his tongue.
"No, you are Barton's Alpha. It would be disrespectful for me to send a familiar (butterfly) to see you, and it is not in line with my sincere attitude towards the leader. But I am still competing, so I can only come with a blood clone." Porcelain Doll The same girl pulled out the weeds stuck on her arms.
"Then you should concentrate on the game. I'm just passing by. There's no need to come out to see me."
"It doesn't matter, I also need something to distract me, otherwise winning will be too easy."
Benjamin was too lazy to comment. Did Rimel, who had lived for centuries, think that her distraction was fair to those junior high school kids
"That person just now must be Caesar." Eve started the topic, "Aisela's son. The current mayor Anthony's, um, former stepson."
Benjamin glanced at Eve and said nothing.
"Don't be wary of me. In the past few days, the news has taken turns to interpret the relationship between the two strongest contenders for the mayor's position. It's hard for me not to know." Eve seemed to really not care and had no emotional explanation. "Smith is more concerned about these. We talk about it at home every day. It’s hard not to hear it.”
Benjamin crossed his arms and still didn't respond. Our Alpha adheres to the concept that talking too much will lead to mistakes, and is prepared to wait until the other party has finished talking and is no longer interesting, and then leaves automatically so that he can go home.
Eve glanced at Benjamin and frowned, "I used to be curious about how you controlled this city. Now that I think about it, do you control the mayor, the top level of human society in the city?"
Alpha just used inhuman arm strength. After helping a high school student climb over the wall and return to school, this high school is also related to Anthony and Ethela. Everyone expects what Eve will think.
Benjamin shrugged, still not responding.
"Then I guess the outcome of the election doesn't matter to you, right?"
No response.
Eve seemed a little disappointed, "I also expected that if I revealed some of Smith's supporters, I could get some goodwill from you." Eve shook her head slightly, "It seems that there is no chance. You don't care."
There was really no need for Eve to reveal that Grande knew very well that Smith's supporter was Anthony. Because Quinn and Smith are jointly pursuing a project. Mrs. Quinn will definitely side with Grande and support Anthony, and so will Smith.
It really doesn't matter what Eve thinks about Grande's relationship with the two candidates.
Seeing Benjamin's attitude, Eve was a little disappointed, and her tone was a little impatient, "I just contacted Yuehua at noon and talked about the Kraken."
Benjamin changed his stance.
"Yuehua has always said that you don't care much about us, and the wizard's cooperation." Helped the Siren, "I have never been able to formally ask you about your attitude. I really hope you don't mind this because of 'Varmina' A small collaboration that started.”
Can you understand what Eve said? In Eve's eyes, Siren's betrayal of Boysen was her fault. The purpose was to get rid of Boysen, who was making small moves in the West End, so that Boysen would not hinder Rimmer's development in the Smith family in the future.
Benjamin spoke, "No attitude. Just like I didn't care how you dealt with Boyson at first, I don't care about your follow-up now." The reason for speaking was that Benjamin had Zach's guidance on this topic.
Remember, the person who first informed Eve of Boyson's name and Boyson's actions in the West End was Benjamin, who was mentored by Zach. It's the same now. Alpha must maintain the attitude of just informing Eve in front of Eve, showing that he neither encourages nor cares about Eve's temporary partnership with Yuehua and the wizard.
Eve nodded helplessly, she already knew very well that this was the best attitude she could get from Alpha, "I don't know if Yuehua has mentioned it, but this cooperation is actually going very unsatisfactory. It seems that the wizard There is no intention at all, I am just fulfilling my promise and helping the Kraken find a way to recover."
Of course, he didn't care. Sibella and John had the research on werewolf corpses, and Zach and Angel wanted to restore the Raging Waves. Why are guys like the Kraken, who can't even enter the North and South Districts, worthy of their attention
Benjamin stopped talking again, and Eve lowered her head, seeming a little depressed, "I'm just complaining, the wizard only helped Yuehua and Alice, I should be content."
Benjamin pursed his lips and said, "What's going on over there with the Siren?" He didn't know what his state of mind was, so he spoke.
"Not very good." Eve shook her head, "Because there is that Toledo charmer in the West District, and because of their maternal lineage, Mrs. Sheila completely disowns them. They have no living space in the West District, and they no longer go ashore. I have been wandering around the Charles River and the coastline for a long time." Eve paused for a moment and actually sighed. "They can't return to the sea." Then his eyes became cold and hard, "I really can't agree with Papa Midnight. His methods... transformation are really disgusting."
By the way, it seems that I have never told everyone clearly what the transformation of the Kraken is about. Not urgent. There are opportunities. For the time being, let’s find some inspiration from Papa Midnight’s works, such as werewolves, banshees, and Boyson.
All everyone needs to know is that as long as these sirens are still male and Papa Midnight's transformation has not been eliminated, they will never be able to return to the tribe.
"Did they notice anything special while they were wandering in the water?" Benjamin touched his chin. This was no longer Zach's guidance. Purely Benjamin's own question, "Such as Boyson's body."
Eve fell silent and looked up at Benjamin with a puzzled look on her face.
Benjamin curled his lips and shook his head, showing his disappointment, "You guys at Smith's Warehouse found a floating body when delivering goods at night. The information was passed on to people in the security company, who called the police. The police are still checking the identity, but... I'll tell you now. , the body is Boyson." Benjamin used Chapman's information here, but still, we don't know what Benjamin was thinking about.
Eve opened her mouth, "This is impossible. Boyson committed suicide. The body has been disposed of by the West District Police Station..." Seeing Benjamin's impatient sideways glance, Eve shut up. She shouldn't question Alpha's judgment. , isn't it, "Sorry. I'm just a little surprised."
Benjamin waved his hand, "You should be surprised. You don't have any information about what the people in Smith's warehouse found." He mocked and reminded.
Eve frowned, "I haven't taken over Smith yet." She defended and pursed her lips, "I will ask Lidia."
"No need to ask, it's the warehouse controlled by the devil." Benjamin tilted his head impatiently, "And the devil is also curious about who the body is now, because the timing is a coincidence, the floating corpse appeared during the delivery, and they were worried that someone was targeting Smith. .”
Eve's frown deepened and she whispered, "Crowley."
Crowley personally told Eve that she had no intention of touching Smith again. Since it's unintentional, the only person who cares is whether someone is targeting Smith!
"The devil doesn't know Boyson, but I do." Benjamin said casually, "Looking at their police informant's inquiries, I told him by the way." Benjamin curled his lips, "So I'll tell you too. , I am very fair."
If possible, Eve really wanted to say get out of Benjamin's fair attitude, but now, she could only try to put on a grateful face and nod towards Benjamin, "Thank you, thank you for telling me this."
Benjamin shrugged again, "You're welcome. You haven't answered my question yet. Did the Siren notice anything?"
"I don't know, I want to ask." Eve could only reply like this, without hiding her thoughtful expression.
Benjamin nodded, "Do you have anything else to tell me?"
Eve glanced at Benjamin's indifferent expression and shook her head.
"Goodbye then." Benjamin patted the wall on his back and ignored Eve who was still thinking about something.
Eve watched Barton's Alpha leave, clicked her tongue, shook her head, took a deep breath, and melted.
A pool of dark red once again spreads on the ground, flattening some innocent grass, then swells up the wall, climbs over, sticks to the ground, and moves forward hidden in the shadows.
It passed under the soles of many pairs of sports shoes, and finally submerged into the dark red plastic basketball court, becoming a slightly darker shadow at Eve's feet standing outside the free throw line.
Charlotte (the sister of the Falcons) stood on the court with the same team uniform and a number printed on the chest, winking at Eve hard, passing the ball? No, she kept whispering, "Pass it wrong, spread it wrong!"
Eve pursed her lips and threw a ball that was too deflected. The girls on the field moved quickly. The players of the opposing team accepted the ball that was almost delivered to them and ran towards them. Basketball.
Eve and Charlotte's team 'held on' for the last ten seconds and lost by just one point.
Charlotte secretly gestured with her thumbs while running towards Eve, getting closer, "Oh! What a pity!" She hugged Eve, ran to the dressing room, and whispered, "Finally lost! I thought I was going to win. It’s over! I’m scared to death!”
Eve really didn't know what to say, her mind was a little confused, she was still digesting Alpha's words, and the situation here also made her confused, "Do you hope to lose?"
"Of course!" Charlotte nodded vigorously, "Looking at how well you played before, I was still worried about winning. Fortunately, you looked absent-minded in the last quarter and the score was brought back. Otherwise, we would have won tomorrow. We still want to come to school to compete! Do you want to come to school on weekends?!"
Eve didn't know what to say and could only shake her head to answer the question.
"That's it! I'm going to Parker Elementary School tomorrow. I'm going to check on the progress of the construction team. My father doesn't care. Only my brother and I are watching. What do you expect my brother to see? By the way, you stay with me! tomorrow."
"Are you going to the North District?" Of course Eve only heard the main point of her concern, "Okay."
"Then let's just say it. I'll pick you up tomorrow. Kepler must have gone with Laura, uh, and that Alice, remember, Laura's friend from Grande in the South District must be If I want to go to the South District first, I won’t take you with me.”
Eve curled her lips subconsciously, she wished she could bring it with her. If I could go to Alpha's home, Alpha's attitude would at least change a little.
"By the way, last week, they high school students had another guy, I think it's called Sissy Yesi or something." Charlotte had already spoken, immersed in her own thoughts, "But I think they They don’t seem to like that guy very much, Laura is a little better, Kepler, hum, Kepler, looking at that Sissi is like looking at an enemy.” (Sissi and the cheerleader are not in the game, Volume 11, Sissi Qian is pestering Laura again. Kepler and Laura are friends, and Kepler is a cheerleader.)
"Sissi," Eve read, "Sissi, Sissi Yehir?"
"Uh, yes, you know him?"
"I don't know him, but I've heard of it." Eve sighed in her heart, "It's a somewhat famous surname in the Federation."
"Is it famous? I've never heard of it. Oh, I almost forgot. You were brought back by Lidia from her trip around the Federation. You must know more than me."
Charlotte's tone meant no offense, and Eve didn't pay attention.
"By the way, let's go check out Cody's place." They had already arrived at the door of the locker room. Charlotte pulled Eve and changed directions. "He's been working so hard and hard lately!" Charlotte rolled her eyes. Said, "It's better not to win! That guy Kepler just got the building materials from home and ignored him. Tomorrow I still expect Cody to find his truck!" (Cody's Fisher family is in the trucking business. , so there is a saying that Port Massa is his home)
Eve really doesn't want to comment on these West End children's projects, which are a bit ridiculous to be honest. Things that can easily be accomplished by pulling out a random family, but these children have to use the limited resources that are "borrowed" in the name, move them here and there, and work together with difficulty.
Eve wouldn't understand. This is a commission completed by the Toledo she hates - our Zach. Otherwise, how can these West End kids who are still playing pranks on each other in the banquet kitchen get along. (.)