After finally going around in a circle, we returned to Grande in the early afternoon. The biggest surprise was that Benjamin was at home.
Zack ignored Bumi who hurried towards him and walked directly to Benjamin's warehouse.
Benjamin is, uh, packing
"What are you doing?" Zach stared at Benjamin as he stuffed the folded blanket into the suitcase.
Benjamin looked back at Zach, "Don't stand there, help." Then he began to explain, "Mokavi said the things over there don't work."
Mokavi said, well, that thing over there, well.
After the wanted order on Mokavi was lifted, she needed to stay in a nursing home for a few days to complete the process of being transferred to Barton. James said it yesterday.
Zach had absolutely no expectation that Mokawi would 'obey' this arrangement. He had already planned to make arrangements with Mr. Green to cover up the matter. I didn’t expect, I really didn’t expect, that Benjamin actually convinced Mokavi, and he did so in this way—
"Just go stay for a few days, treat it like a fun trip, and ask Zach to find a psychiatrist to 'treat' you. Then when you come out, you will be cured and you will no longer be a patient. You can do whatever you want. Anyway, isn’t Green’s Sanatorium used by people in the West End to do this kind of thing, to ‘wash people’, right Zach?”
Right, Zach. What Benjamin said is so convincing.
Zach didn't want to say a word at all.
Then, today, Benjamin sent Mokavi to the nursing home in the morning. Although he is back now, it seems that he is leaving soon.
Zach did not help Benjamin pack his luggage so easily. Instead, he stood aside and looked at Benjamin's almost empty bed, his expression getting weirder. With an ominous premonition, "Your things have been sent over, where will you sleep?"
Benjamin raised his eyebrows, "Over there."
"Uh..." Zach couldn't bear it anymore and slapped away the pillow that Benjamin was about to stuff into the suitcase. "Don't tell you that you're going to sleep with me! With Mokavi!" Despite his tone, Zach still persisted. A little calmness, at least not giving Alpha a red eye, and keeping this conversation civilized in a human form.
Benjamin looked amused, took back the pillow and put it in the suitcase, "What's wrong, are you jealous?"
"Uh, be serious, Benjamin!" Zach didn't want to joke, "If this, uh, 'situation' between you and Mokavi is just a temporary novelty..." Freshness? Zach was pretty good, he actually described it like this, "It's almost over, it would be a bit ridiculous to continue. You are Alpha, she is, uh, Mokavi."
Benjamin still had a funny look on his face, probably because he rarely saw such a serious look like Zach, "Haha, the 'freshness' between me and you, Toledo, has been maintained for more than ten years. Haha, now you want this feeling to be good Did the dot disappear?"
Zach twitched his lips and stopped talking. It's not about giving up, it's about changing the perspective. What he's best at is Toledo, right
Yes.
Zach watched Benjamin continue to pack up, "Benjamin. Mokawi is married, and a painting, a landscape painting." A very strange angle in every sense - it is an attempt to awaken Benjamin, no, any normal person's rational thinking ability. Mokavi is a lunatic, stay away from her! My 'brother'!
"Yeah, hehehe." Oops, Benjamin smiled even wider, with a gleam in his eyes that shouldn't exist, "It's just a painting."
For the first time, Zach felt like he'd hit a dead end. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Benjamin. Incredibly elongating this single syllable, "Uh-"
Yes, Zach was completely unprepared to receive the information Benjamin released at this time, a 'point' that Zach could not imagine. Damn it, what do you mean Benjamin! !
Zach's infinitely stretched tail tone stopped. He lowered his head and looked at the toes of his shoes seriously. He didn't want to look at Benjamin's face at all and couldn't look directly at it. That is to say, in this situation, "Let's make it clear, Benjamin, you are in love with Moka." Are you okay?"
Please say no, Zach is expecting, hopelessly.
Benjamin didn't want to make it easy for Zach, "Haha, maybe."
"X!" is definitely the first time our vampire has ever cursed. Zach turned around, not wanting to ask any more questions. Without deliberately exerting force under his footsteps, he left the warehouse with a thud.
"I know you are probably in a bad mood right now." It was Bumi, who was waiting for Zach to come out at the door of the warehouse, "But I still have to tell you, well, James is in your office, and..." Ugly Face, "Ozzy Cozier..."
Zach didn't respond. The first time he entered Grande, he felt the existence of this Sabbat mind-reader, but Benjamin was always higher than these 'little characters', so he ignored it for now. He continued to maintain his speed and walked towards the house.
"Well... he told James something." Bumi didn't know what was wrong with him. He spoke very quickly, but he seemed to be struggling with something and paused a lot, causing his words to not flow smoothly. "About, that, Well, Sabbat Toledo's, uh, I won't go up there..."
When walking up the stairs, Bumi stopped behind Zach, "...I don't want to come into contact with mind readers."
Zach frowned, glanced at Bumi, and waved his hand, forget it, you can figure it out yourself when you go up. Bumi disappeared in an instant.
Zach didn't want to think too much for the time being, so he forcibly adjusted his emotions, ignored Benjamin, and opened the office door.
James sat at his desk with his head lowered, his expression invisible, but his whole body exuded a gloomy aura. The form of expression is that the whole body is as stiff and lifeless as a sculpture. Oz was standing, far away from James' office corner, with a smile on his face when Zach came in, "Zach, you are finally back."
Zach sat down behind the desk and tried to lower his head to see James' expression, but failed. James raised his head and stared at Zach with eyes like a dead fish. The first thing he said was, "You know I don't know." He asked without any tone, as if just propping his head up with his neck had used up all his energy.
Zach immediately became cautious, his eyes swept over Oz's face, who was blinking hard, "I know."
Without Toledo's ability, don't easily follow Zach's approach - give an affirmative answer when you don't know what the other person is asking. Toledo has a big move, but we don’t.
James lowered his head again, as if he had already guessed Zach's answer.
That's fine. Without James' gaze, Zach looked at Oz again and raised his eyebrows, meaning, 'What's going on? '
"Just like I said to you." Oz looked at Zach and said, but the content of his words was to James, "I asked Zach to keep this secret and not tell you..."
All Zach can do now is to stay quiet and figure out the reason for this situation from Oz's words.
"... If you want to blame anyone, blame us, the Sabbat. Zach is just keeping the agreement for your sake."
For some reason, Zach has good and bad feelings in his heart now. The good thing is that no matter what is the reason for James's current state, Oz is not going to let Zach take the blame and resist everything, leaving it to Zach Just a nice guy looking out for James. But the bad thing is, God is my witness, Zach has no agreement with this mind reader, the Sabbat, and Zach doesn't want to wear this hat.
Mind readers are difficult to deal with.
Zach remained quiet, looking at Oz to see what else he could say.
"If it makes you more comfortable, the Sabbat has taken control of Sabbat Toledo. If you want..."
"I think." This is the beginning of a special breakpoint. James, who lowered his head, just repeated the place where he interrupted Oz, "You know what I think. Tsk." As if he was mentally disturbed. - "Hahaha, I'm stupid. Of course you know what I want, you are a mind reader."
Just as he was repelled from the bottom of his heart to see Benjamin laughing and talking about Mokavi, Zach was also repelled to see James looking so depressed! Remember, the first time Zach really looked at James differently was when James came to Grande for enlightenment - 'If Grande is here, Robert will come back here and take Georgina with him! I just have to wait here! ' (Georgina had just been kidnapped, and James' awakening made him willing to cooperate with Grande again after calling Zach a blood-sucker.) James' epiphany and determination at that time, compared to what he is now … Well.
Zach reached across the table, lifted James' head without any respect, looked at the dead face, curled his lips, retracted his hand, and looked at Oz, "Get out for a moment."
Oz was a little surprised, after all, he hadn't been able to fully tell Zach what he needed to know. But then Zach's voice rang in his mind. Mind reading is very convenient, "If my guess is good, tell James." It's about Georgina and Robert, isn't it? '
Oz nodded.
Zach continued, communicating without moving his mouth, "You also tell him that these two Sabbat Toledo are dead." '
If he were alive, James would not be like this. Anyone who knows James should understand that if he knew that his (ex) girlfriend had become a vampire, he would not stay quiet in Zach's office for a second. .
Oz nodded.
'Who killed it. I, go from the east door, you Sabbat, go from the west door. '
Zach knew what to ask, ho! I also know how to ask! You should be familiar with the doors in these two directions. The west one leads to the living area, which means we can talk later. The door on the east, leaving Grande, is bye.
Oz smiled and went out through the west door.
Okay, Zach is totally settled. The knuckles of his fingers rapped on the table, like waking up a sleeping person, "James, I can't read minds. If you keep this up, I may use some methods that you hate to have a conversation with you. You Do you want that?"
"No." He answered quickly, but still lowered his head.
"Then, tell me, what are you thinking about." Zach asked with disdain and continued to knock on the table. It's a very disgusting way of communication, but it should be like this. There is always something that can rekindle James' fighting spirit and return to the familiar rhythm of communication between the detective and the vampire.
"I don't want to think about anything." Yiran answered quickly but without any anger.
"What does Oz want?" Zach asked in a different way, still keeping his lie, "As far as my promise, no matter what happens, I will not tell you the truth about Georgina." Ha, it was indeed Zach. Grams, no matter how hypocritical and nonsense he talks now, it doesn't count against him, because it was Oz who started it, and he made him be so hypocritical, right, "I think you never need to know."
James lowered his head and moved, just for a moment, but still didn't raise it, "He doesn't want anything, he just can't hide it anymore. I will find out by myself that they killed Georgina and have to tell me." Obviously it's okay. It was said in a mocking tone, but James said it lifelessly.
Zach needs to do more to inspire James.
Zach raised his eyebrows and rang the call bell on the table, "Danny, I'm hungry, bring me some food. You know what food. Kitchen, refrigerator compartment, right, innermost." Familiar food storage point ,Right. Yes, Bumi is where Sam takes it too.
Huanren moved quickly, and colorful light spots wrapped around the dark red wine bottle came to Zach's hand.
While pouring the wine, he maintained his superior disdain, "I have to tell you? Really." Zach did it on purpose. The liquid flow, as thin as a straw, did not lean towards the edge of the wine glass, but vertically from the mouth of the bottle. Fall into the center of the liquid in the cup. The scattered dripping sounds were like endless peeing... and Zach's voice said, "I'm sorry, but I'm a little curious, what is there about you that is worthy of the Sabbat, you are just like Director Darcy's bastard Attitude?"
James' head moved again, this time, he raised it a little, staring at Zach's deliberately maintained pouring posture, looking at the red color that could stop flowing at any time and keep stirring up droplets in the cup. , the corners of his mouth are twitching.
Human emotions are like this. If you find the right point, as long as you keep piling up, you will be pushed out. Zack is so good at this stuff—
"Oh." He actually smiled, "Nofele has been sending it to me these days..." Zach closed his mouth pretentiously, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you this, detective." He also winked.
Very good, James raised his head completely, and his face returned to the gloomy look that made us feel friendly, "Where did they get the blood from!"
"Blood station." Zach didn't mind the temporary digression, "Probably stolen it, haha, don't worry about these little things, James, it's better than what they get on the street, right?"
"Okay?!" James glared at Zach, "This blood is used to save people!!"
"Saving people from the claws of hungry vampires." Zach raised his eyebrows, "Haha, the same." He also kept smiling, "Don't force all vampires to be as unfussy about food as I am, James."
"You have no right to say that!" Really, Zach went a little too far, and he still kept his pouring posture like he couldn't stop peeing. It was only half a glass, and Zach could still pour it for a while.
"Then who can?" Zach tilted his head, "Your girlfriend? Oh, sorry, ex-girlfriend."
Zach's point is obvious - ignore for the moment that your ex-girlfriend is dead and let's discuss the fact that she was a vampire. (.)