"Are we really going to rent the Allen Barrier House?" Zach asked Cofft. Because Zach was really surprised. "Of course not." Kauft smiled, "I'm just forcing them to release their accounts." Kauft had already started to pack his bag, "I read the initial asset appraisal they gave me, and I also looked at their preparation for the disclosure. The contents of the auction announcement should be expected. Apart from the price increase, there is nothing too exaggerated, haha, but it is not enough to see."
Zach began to understand and smiled, "Their profitability was mentioned in the rental contract just now."
Kauft nodded, "Maybe it's because of the funeral industry after all. People always avoid this and need to adapt. But since it's a business transaction, what's the point of not talking about it? Well, they are trying to emphasize that this is an industry that will always exist. , and what we want is how much benefit their existence can generate.”
Zach agreed, but still couldn't say anything. He could only nod, "It seems that I let you do the job that Grande should have done. Thank you."
"Why are you grateful? This is what we as asset lawyers are supposed to do. Our clients hire us for profit, so our value is equal to our profit, and we must be worthy of ourselves. Just wait, wait for them to refute me in order to prove their profitability. The calculation method in the contract, after figuring out the accounting details, I still have some way to pressure them, haha." He lowered his voice, it had no meaning, it was just to create an atmosphere, "I'll give you a warning first, our people , I found some clues. After the city government cut off its support for the funeral industry, there was a public liquidation of assets. Now it is inconsistent with Allen in some aspects. Their accounts are not clean, but I have no evidence. When the time comes, After comparing it with the accounts they published, I can sort it out. When we negotiate again... "
"Grand's account is not clean either." Zach suddenly interrupted, "I have been doing the commissioned income from funerals, but there is still a lot more." Zach curled his lips, "I didn't cash some of the checks, you Do you have, um, any suggestions?" They are all friends in gray professions, and they speak very directly.
"Uh, old Hank's original..."
"He doesn't care." Zach said helplessly.
"Okay, let me introduce you to someone." Kofft rummaged through his bag and took out a business card, "Well, this guy is a bit weird. He is absolutely first-class in accounting, but even if he likes to be behind the scenes, he never Doing long-term business…”
While Kofft was still making introductions, Zach looked at the business card and raised his eyebrows. Not only did he know him, but he was also considered by Zach to be the most threatening alien in Barton. Yes, alien.
"He looks a little weird, so just pay attention when you see him."
Zach nodded, "Thank you." He put away the business card, "Why don't you sit down for a while."
"Haha, no. Keep in touch." He seemed to be a really busy guy, said goodbye, and was sent out of the Grand by Zach himself.
After returning, Zach hesitated for a while, took out the business card again, and dialed the number.
"Earl, talk."
"Zachary Grande. I..."
Click. The phone was hung up.
Zach turned over the business card and had no other choice but to go to the address on the business card to meet this guy.
As soon as he walked onto the back porch, James, who had been looking for something to do for himself all day, came back, "I just saw two strange cars leaving one after another. Who are they and what are they here for."
Zach answered the nosy James, "The people from Allen Funeral Home and Grande's lawyer are here to discuss the sale of Allen." Pressing back to James who was about to get out of the car, he felt conscious Sitting in the passenger seat, he asked, "How are you doing today?" He handed over his business card and said, "Go to this address."
James had no choice but to refuse. The fact that he would return to Grande meant that he had racked his brains and done everything he could before he had to come back and be in a daze. "It's not good. After looking at Coulson, he seemed to really think that he Found any clues to Darcy's assassination..."
"Director." Zach reminded James to pay attention to the title he addressed his superiors.
James curled his lips, restarted the car, and turned around. "I was dragged to the police station to retrieve a bunch of information. It took me the whole morning to sort it out." The helpless tone in his tone meant that time was wasted, and it also meant that only the whole morning was wasted. Let's all experience James's 'distorted psychology' for yourself, "Then I went to see Wes. I happened to hear that you provided him with something else and you were interrogating Nick."
After driving out of Grande's backyard and onto the gravel road that went straight for now, I had time to look at the business card.
"Did you hear anything worth telling me..." Before he could finish the question, he was interrupted by James holding a business card in one hand.
"This person." James glanced at Zach and threw the business card back, "He is a foreigner."
Zach raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know each other?" Then he smiled and said, "Oh, Linda's wedding." Barton's interracial gathering, "You should have known them all."
"Although it's Cliff, a guest on the groom's side, Linda also got a copy of the list." This was the affirmation given to Zach, and then she twisted her lips and said, "What is he, this Earl?"
"Demi-humans." Zach was very direct, rewarding James for at least keeping calm. "They are demi-humans created by ancient alchemists."
James was silent for a while, "Alchemist. So like your thirteen clans, they are an invading race and colonizers."
The Jacobean history is good, the Commonwealth has no ancient history. Is it understandable that the colonial war four centuries ago was the beginning of the history of the Federation. The history of the Indians does not count as federal history.
It has been mentioned before that the magician to which Eve Rimmer belongs is a spiritual discipline that was abandoned after the alchemy discipline was differentiated and scientificized. It is just a branch. Guys of Zach's age say that the ancient alchemists were from a time when all disciplines were not yet differentiated and mixed together.
Imagine what an alchemist who studies astronomy, geography, biology, physics, chemistry... and adds a soul can create.
James was obviously thinking about it, and his face became gloomy as he thought, "I don't remember coming into contact with this person named Earl at the wedding."
"He doesn't show up much." Zach waved his hand, "Literally shows up, he looks a bit, um - sorry."
"I remembered, there was a guy wearing a mask and a hat, very well covered."
"That must be him." Zach affirmed nonchalantly.
The car got on Route 27. This section of the road is somewhat open. You have to drive to the end and enter Beqi.
"Does he have anything to do with you vampires?" James was reasonably organized and continued his conclusion that the demi-humans were an invasive species and a colonizer. "Like the thirteen clans and demons, they also fought against Papa at midnight. soldiers?"
"Soldiers?" Zach shook his head, "I don't like you calling us soldiers. The battle of alien races is related to faith. We are preachers and eradicators of heretics." Zach waved his hands, obviously he didn't take it seriously, " Forget about fighting, the demi-humans came to this continent as logistics, slaves, so it’s easier to understand.”
James squinted at Zach. Today's James is no longer what he used to be. Look, he is thinking more like a vampire who has lived for four centuries. "It's impossible to be a slave to the devil." ." What do the soul aliens want slaves for, to possess them for fun? "I am the slave of the vampires of your thirteen clans."
"They are the slaves of the entire colonists." This is not a correction, "I said they are a created sub-human race, and their race was born with a purpose." I still reward James for being so calm in carrying out this game. In the dialogue, let’s talk a little more, “New continent, new land. What kind of slaves do the colonists from across the ocean need?” Of course, guided style.
James pursed his lips, "Resources, coolies, exploring resources in the New World and building a base for colonists."
"Answer the question you are already thinking about." Zach looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking, "There is no problem with their intelligence. The reason why they are called subhuman species is that the creator deprived them of the capital to survive in human society. , they were castrated.”
"Metaphorically speaking," Zach continued, before James' face began to show other expressions, "Their physiology is the same as humans, except that the mortality rate of newborns is 100%."
"How could..."
"Would you put vinegar in a bowl?" Zach asked a common question.
"Of course not!" James replied, becoming irritated at the same time, "What do you mean..."
"Because vinegar corrodes iron." Zach ignored it. "For demi-humans, vinegar is the soul, and the iron bowl is their body. Newborns are corroded by their own souls from the moment they are born. In just two or three minutes, Must die."
James frowned, actually learning Zach's bad habit of getting distracted at any time, "You said they all look very, uh, sorry."
"The price you have to pay for surviving." Zach waved his hand, "Now back to the previous question, they started with the slaves of all the colonists, and then..." Zach deliberately gave James time to make up for it.
Living up to his expectations, James stopped squinting and glanced at Zach's profile in the rearview mirror, "I ended up becoming a vampire's slave." Because—
"Yes, the blood of vampires can keep their descendants alive." Zach's expression was always strange, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. He was still explaining to James, "The corrosion of vampire blood is too harmful to the body." A powerful soul, while healing the body that is constantly hovering on the verge of death. Demi-humans were originally produced as slaves to serve all colonists. After the war ended and the Federation was established, they became a race dependent on vampires... "
James caught an important point, "Birth, production. You say."
"Of course." Zach said matter-of-factly, "Do you think it is possible for this kind of race that relies on other races to continue to exist in history?" He has been reminding everyone that there is no need to force understanding of the common ethics of alien races, "because it has a purpose. , so the purpose of producing them is over..." Zach paused, and for the first time he had a clear expression, which was gloomy!
Zach glanced at James gloomily, "Some vampires think they are very useful. These vampires who have grasped the fundamentals of the opponent's survival did not let them die on their own, but took them in."
James turned his head. Fortunately, Route 27 in the South District was straight and completely clear. James looked at Zach's gloominess and twitched the corners of his eyes. "Part of the vampires, you mean the Secret Alliance. The Secret Alliance enslaved Asia." people."
Do you know why James came to this conclusion? According to James' boring and rebellious heart, shouldn't he say Sabbat
Haha, recall the distant stories that the mind readers Oz and Morelin told Emilia and James respectively. The reason behind the Civil War of the Secret Alliance and the siege of Toledo - Toledo foresaw the direction of the times and wanted to abolish slavery, and then Toledo was destroyed.
Zach actually took a deep breath personified, "Toledo broke with the Secret Alliance and tried to abolish slavery. In addition to demobilizing, giving surnames to dependents, and letting them go free, they also did one thing, cutting off the Asian subsistence of the Toledo tribe. Support people and let them fend for themselves.”
James read the circuit again. In the story of the mind-reader, he already knew that Toledo was stupid enough to weaken his own power in the civil war for the sake of the progress of the times. Now he knows one more thing. That is, Toledo also ruined the survival of another race. "Those demihumans hate you and hate Toledo."
"The hatred is mutual." Zach's face was still gloomy. "The moment they regained their freedom, they betrayed their former masters. I, Toledo, forgot the gratitude that had been passed down from generation to generation and transferred to other Clan, they also have the blood of my brothers and sisters on their hands.”
James frowned because he didn't know how to react to the emotions of the vampires around him, and his brain seemed to be in labor trouble trying to squeeze out the content that could be said. With, "But this Earl is still alive in Barton."
Zach turned his head again and looked at the scenery. After a moment of silence, he spoke again, "After all, it was the hatred of the last century. Slavery will eventually disappear from this world. There is no possibility for the Secret Alliance to continue to enslave them. Although I I have left the Secret Alliance, but I can see the changes in the world."
When he turned his head, the expression on his face had disappeared and he returned to calm, "You have never experienced the slave era. It is impossible for you to understand that no matter what time and place, as long as a person is labeled as a slave, no one will pay attention to that person anymore. The feeling at a glance." Zach said, "I just said, the appearance of demi-humans is very... tsk, it makes people 'uneasy'. The changes in the world have destined them to become a burden to the Secret Alliance, and they are no longer suitable to be used casually. Take to the streets and play any role in this world."
James pursed his lips, not wanting to pay attention to Zach's practice. Just understand - the demi-human race, which has poor appearance and requires active maintenance by vampires, has been abandoned. On the contrary, James began to be really curious about what this Earl looked like.
"Uh-" sighed, "When I found Earl in Barton, he was desperately trying to attack me for the birth of his child."
James opened his mouth uncontrollably.
"You know Benjamin." Zach shook his head helplessly, "overflowing sympathy, and when he first came to Barton, Anthony had to go to work, and we had been doing activities together, and I couldn't just find a corner to kill him. So I and I Earl made a deal that I would help his children survive and that he would not betray Toledo a second time."
before James tried to speak again.
"Yes, Earl has a wife, a human being." Zach curled his lips, "And, no, she is not blind."
James didn't want to talk anymore, because that wasn't what he wanted to ask. Sure enough, there was a barrier between humans and vampires. What James wants to ask is...
"His son is more sorry than his elders." Zach waved his hand, "Yes, I did it on purpose. Do you have any questions?"
This time it’s gone. (.)