After breakfast on Wednesday, Louise went to work confirming the guest list with Mr. Gallagher's family.
Yes, after Zach completely relayed the difference between the burial and cremation of Angel Camille, Madison also completely relayed that paragraph to the client. Mr Gallagher's family made the 'right' decision. quotation marks? The correct thing is to say to Gallagher, does the living really matter? It's just that the spirit of Gallagher, a believer, can step into heaven without any worries.
As everyone guessed, Zach spent the whole day outside yesterday and successfully avoided the transferred clients. Louise naturally took over all the work, discussing the details of the funeral, the appearance of the deceased, and the ceremony process. . Finally, because this decision was made suddenly, the guest list could not be determined for the time being, so today I had to go out to Mr. Gallagher's house to help relatives confirm and send funeral invitations.
Zach had nothing to do today. He and Louise left Grande together, then separated and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau of the Southern District to submit their identity information. What Zach said yesterday to Didi that he wanted to update his identity information was not just for fun. He really had this intention. It was also to go along with this rhetoric and enjoy the fun of taking photos...
The story goes that Zach went to the South Side photo studio on Monday and discovered a key clue, but didn't know what it was. When news of the transfer of work at Allen Funeral Home came from the mill, along with small gossip from Allen, such as the disappearance of Allen's son Chris, Zach, a good citizen with a strong sense of justice, realized It was time for me to do something, so I didn't dare to delay on Tuesday and ran to the police station to provide clues to the detective in charge. The next step was to solve the case.
So yesterday, before the police arrived at the photo studio in the South District, Zach had a heart-to-heart talk with the owner of the photo studio, and then left. In order to complete this statement, he went directly to the North District and found the nearest Pai Siying. I took a set of ID photos in a photo studio and 'persuaded' the boss to speed up the development, erase this small memory and return to Grande. When the police station is almost done with it, Grande is notified to do the final evidence investigation of the case, to show that everything he said is the truth and to bring an end to the disappearance case.
After dealing with the civil servant who handles citizens' identity information, Zach returns to Grande with a strange feeling. This is the first time he has experienced vampires in four centuries. Originally, in the Secret Alliance, Zach had never done this kind of thing himself. All he had was getting a new identity over and over again for almost twenty years. He had never cared about where this identity came from or where it would go.
This strange feeling is still fermenting, and may become some strange philosophy of life. However, as soon as he arrived at Grande, he was reminded of the reality by James who was already waiting on the back porch, "Alan is here, waiting in the office." ."
"Oh." Zach responded and walked straight in to go to the office.
"I'm going to the hospital to see Coulson later." Seeing that Zach ignored him, James looked for presence.
"Oh." Zach glanced at James, not very attentive, "Go ahead."
"Tsk." James stopped Zach, as if he wanted to say something, "The case here is solved."
Zach blinked, "Yeah. Is there anything else you want to say to me?"
"Wes was commended." James looked at Zach's dazed expression and was too lazy to care, so he said his own, "But, I can feel that Director Cologne is a little unhappy. He seems to think that you deliberately waited until Wes was promoted to... Detective, I am in charge of this case, and I came to the scene to participate before running to provide information. After all, you can report the case on Monday when you find something suspicious."
Zach raised his eyebrows, threw away what was fermenting, and thought for a moment, "That's good." If this was a misunderstanding, Zach felt that he could let the misunderstanding continue, "I helped him establish his prestige for his promotion, now No one will think that Wes is a rookie, right? It would be nice to help him use his success in solving this case to divert the discussion about Pierce's sudden resignation."
James looked at Zach and pursed his lips, "Don't always feel so good about yourself! You know that the solution of this case is not perfect! The owner of the photo studio in the South District is innocent and is now being treated as a hidden person. The evidence of the crime is in the bureau!"
"Innocent?" Zach shook his head, "James, the testimony obtained by the Southern District Police when they went to the photo studio to collect evidence is true. I did not modify that part of his memory, I only added the memory of my visit. He is not innocent. , when Nick asked him to speed up the development of the photos, he offered to split the ransom equally, and he agreed."
James frowned, just childishly unwilling to believe Zach's words.
Zach waved his hand and said, "Hiding evidence is a minor crime in my opinion. It's better to be an accomplice." He ignored the habitually childish James and let him deal with it by himself and went upstairs.
"Didi is very cooperative." James said behind Zach, which can be regarded as a notification. "In addition to testifying against the kidnapping case, he also submitted evidence of domestic violence. Nick may have to stay in prison for a long time in the future. "
Zach tilted his head and smiled, a sign of recognition for Didi, and another bit of doubt of his own, "Evidence of domestic violence?"
"Didi said that the real Didi once kept some photos and diaries, but was afraid to hide them and now handed them over." (Volume 1, Under the Bed) Of course, James' face was gloomy when he said this.
"Oh, that's pretty good." Zach tilted his head, "Nick just went to jail for a long time, right?" Not satisfied with the result
"No one died." James tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Although the detained Chris was injured, his life is not in danger. Now we just wait for him to stabilize a little more and tell him the reason for his initial disappearance and the ear that the police found. Nail. But the case has been settled, it doesn’t matter whether you know these insignificant things or not.”
Zach nodded and waved his hand, indicating that James could go.
After adjusting his mood a little, Zach opened the door and entered the office. Mr. Allen was spreading out a document from Grande with a dull look on his face.
Zach glanced at it and found that it was Mr. Gallagher's funeral plan report that Louise had left on the desk. He did not take it back on the grounds that guests should not look at the host's things casually. Instead, he put on a smile and sat behind the desk. Next, "This is also a temporary decision made by the family. Does Mr. Allen have any suggestions after reading it?"
Allen seemed to realize that the master was coming, and his dull expression turned to embarrassment. He followed the reporting rules and put it back in his place, "No need, sir, just Allen. I'm sorry, I don't know what to do sitting here."
"Then you can call me Zach." It's an old habit for us vampires. Of course, it can also be regarded as a small means for Toledo to close the distance, and there can also be a reasonable explanation -
"Haha." A slightly embarrassed laugh, "I've heard of it." Have you heard of it? Zach's preference for titles? No, it makes sense that Zach's preference is spread among gray professions. Where did Allen hear about it, "You have been coming to Barton for so many years, are you still not used to Grande's surname?"
Zach raised his eyebrows, lowered his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and fiddled with the corners of his clothes casually, "Yes, brothers Benjamin and I have not used the surname Grande for most of our lives. When we came to Barton to find our father, we were temporarily I can’t get used to it either. Fortunately, my father (Old Grande) may have felt that we were indebted to him for allowing us to be so willful, and the habit of calling us by our first names has been preserved.”
Allen also lowered his head, probably concealing his true expression like Zach, "Haha, who would have thought that two brothers who once came to find relatives halfway took over Grande, which was just retiring here, and became Now the icon of Patton Funeral Home.”
It’s hard to feel the kindness from this colleague’s words. But who was Zach? He raised his head and accepted it with a smile, "Yeah, it feels a bit unreal. It feels like yesterday I was wandering around in Liuli outside Barton, asking for news about my father. Haha, let's not talk about this. Thanks to the care of our colleagues over the years, Grande can achieve such development."
Thank you so much! After all, Ford in the North District gave away a statue of Benjamin and stones. What did Allen do? He squeezed out the development of the mill, made Madison's job difficult, and hated Zach as his boss every day.
Allen's expression turned bad, he pursed his lips, and fell silent and stopped answering. After a moment, he looked at the smiling Zach seriously and said, "I'm here to say thank you to Zach." Surprisingly, these words were very sincere, "The police officer at the police station has already told me what happened. You..." He He paused and shook his head, "Without you, this case would not have been solved, my son." His expression turned ferocious for a moment, "I don't know how long I will be in the hands of that beast, and I..."
Allen took a deep breath and actually took out a check. In Zach's puzzled expression, "This is the money I tried my best to raise." He unexpectedly calmed down, "I had given up hope on reporting to the police. I wanted to do it myself." Solve it and collect the ransom. I'll give this to you as my personal gratitude..."
Zach refused directly, "Take it back, Alan. I just did what I had to do, and it would be the same for anyone else."
Allen did not take it back, but pushed the check to Zach, "I insist, I don't think we need to be polite here, you know how I treat your mill, these are my apology, plus thank you, morally speaking My self-comfort is given to you, please don’t refuse.”
Zach looked at the middle-aged man and pursed his lips. He put his hand on the check and said, "If you say so, fine, I'll forward the check to the mill."
Allen said nothing, saying that it was obviously as he said, just giving the check to comfort himself, and he didn't want to worry about anything else.
"I have one more thing to do." Allen picked up the briefcase next to his seat. It was boxy and matched with the formal attire he was wearing at this time. Inexplicably, a business atmosphere unfolded... Sure enough, "I will completely close it." Allen Funeral Home." A stack of documents was taken out and pushed towards Zach, who raised his eyebrows. "It's going to be sold, equipment, land, and maybe some employees. Here's the information, take a look."
Zach opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, the information had been pushed down in front of him, and the other party "considerately" turned it to face him and opened it. Even if you don't want to read it, skim to the first page, the quotation and depreciation report.
Zach frowned and glanced at Allen, "For sale? Are you serious? Allen."
Allen glanced at Zach, and when he looked back, he glanced at the Gallagher funeral arrangement report that he had read before, "Seriously, these are just rough information. I will ask a lawyer to sort out the details. I'll give it to you first." He adjusted his breathing slightly, and his tone couldn't be said to be calm, with a hint of resignation. "Of course, I will go to Ford in a while and give a copy as well. It's for my colleagues. Prioritize it, the details should be announced by the lawyer and sold to the public."
This is serious, Alan, really wants to sell his property.
"Alan." Zach pushed the information aside, "Have you thought it through? Are you sure you want to do this?" He leaned slightly closer to the desk and leaned towards Alan across from him, "I have heard about the new chief of the police. Those who protest will be severely punished, and your business will not be affected in the future... "
Allen waved his hand to interrupt. His eyes stayed on Zach's frowning eyebrows for a moment and then quickly turned away. "I have already thought about it." He shook his head and said, "In the South District, Allen Funeral Home no longer exists..." He modified it a bit, "It's no longer interesting. I'm tired and don't want to do it anymore."
Zach pursed his lips and really had nothing to say, but our vampire still squeezed out a meaningless and useless nonsense, "Then you just give up?"
Probably because he thought it was ridiculous for Zach, his colleague and competitor, to say such a thing, Allen subconsciously curled up one corner of his mouth. Of course, he put it down immediately, "I should have given up long ago." Looking away, "Private funeral industry After the reform, the cooperation case from the police station was not obtained, which is already a loss, and the business of prisons and hospitals has never been Allen's scope." It's Grande, these are Grande, and they can't be counted, they should be in Grande's hand.
"Relying on ordinary cremation alone, without the support of the city government, and relying entirely on private operations, it is impossible to maintain it. Haha, your mill is really lucky, the price is at a loss. But here." Grand headquarters, and Allen The direction I was looking at, haha, was to the west. There was Grande's cemetery there, the only cemetery for Patton. "It relied on Herman's previous agreement." After the factory explosion, all the funeral arrangements were taken care of. Don't you forget, "It depends on the police department." If you cooperate, you can still persevere. Even Ford, you should know that he started to add farewell ceremonies before cremations, moving closer to the traditional burial methods to earn more profits. Me? Ai in this place in the South District Lun funeral? I can't hold on anymore."
Zach didn't know what to say. He watched his colleague shaking his head as he was immersed in his own emotions. He decided not to say any meaningless words.
Allen, who spoke for a long time, calmed down in silence, "I only regret now that I didn't give up earlier. If it had been earlier, it would not be my fault at all for protesting against Allen's funeral, and it would not have developed into this. My son Nor would he be kidnapped, tortured, and now lying in the hospital by a scumbag."
So he was forced off the cliff by the last absolute push. There was no room left, and Allen was determined to give up.
Zach thought for a moment, nodded, and took the information he just pushed away, "Okay, I understand, I will think about it carefully." He glanced at Allen, "You should know that even if it is a sale, the final acquisition The party is most likely our Grande. After all, they are all in the Southern District. As you said, the business is already so difficult. Ford will definitely not want to come to the Southern District, and it is even less likely for outsiders."
Allen also nodded, "I know, but I still want to give Ford a piece of the past and give you Grande a competitor. My family's future and new life will depend on the funds obtained from this sale."
Zach opened and closed his mouth. Is speechless. He glanced at the check that was still in his hand, picked it up, put it in his pocket, stood up, and saw off the guest, "I'll give it to you."
"No trouble." Finally, he handed over a business card, "My financial lawyer, he will contact you." He stood up and left. (.)