Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Midnight.

James was awakened from his sleep. In the dream, Zach, Kate and Georgina, hand in hand in a circle, knocked the bell hanging on his forehead. After waking up, this ghost’s dream Become a real phone ringtone.

Don’t complain about James’ dreams, complain about his actions when he wakes up.

James sat on the bed for a while, as if waiting for the ringing of the phone to disappear by himself, and he didn’t want to pick it up-as a police detective, he knew very well what such a call in the middle of the night meant. This means that the city unfortunately needs police.

But James didn’t want to be a’police’, at least not during this period. Do not go out and stay at home late at night is no longer a meaningless suggestion. In the present, this is the rule of life that will keep you alive. Barton now, at night, there is something more worthy of fear than the nightmare of ghosts.

The ringing of the phone stopped…well, it was probably just time for someone to dial again, and it became noisy again.

James lifted the quilt and did not turn on the light. He walked out of the bedroom gloomily, and went downstairs slowly, step by step, leaning against the darkness as long as he could. A blinking reminder light lights up.

After all, I couldn’t delay until the phone call disappeared. James picked up the receiver and used his least awake, most procrastinating voice, “Hey–“

“Be awake! Lance!” It was Detective Coulson, “Bachey again There was a fire accident!!”

James tightened his body, and the heating at home seemed to stop working at this moment, and the chill began to spread upward from the soles of the feet against the floor. It happened again.

“xxxx” Coulson reported a string of addresses, “Hurry up! I’ll wait over there…”

“Is anyone dead.” James said coldly Voice questions.

“Uh…” The receiver seemed a little surprised, “No, uh, I don’t know.” And explained, “I also just received the notice from the police station! Hurry up! Let’s take a look before the forensics guys, maybe we can find something!” There was expectation in the tone. Becky has another accident, but is Coulson looking forward to the reason? Here-“Maybe we can find a clue that overlaps the list we compiled during the day! Ha! Tomorrow morning! This list can be handed over to the Secretary as a result. That’s it!”

The compiled list, um, is a fan group of a certain band in Barton. In the morning of the day, James deceived Coulson, and made Coulson think that he was finally able to help the new director, Darcy, share the worries and solve problems, and contribute to his future future, to investigate the list.

James didn’t want to answer in every sense.

On the one hand, James is very clear that this is not for Darcy to share his worries, but for Darcy to cause trouble. James completely failed Coulson’s trust in his junior partner. On the one hand, James also knows better, oh! This list will definitely be on! Because James and his real,’potential’ have been compared to the list of Toledo in the banquet.

“It’s too cold to go.” The response is a must. James gave a reason to be too bad.

“What did you say?!” Coulson’s voice over the receiver changed its pitch.

“You heard it.” James was going to be so stubborn, “I don’t want to go out.” There is still a valid reason, “Who notified you? No one died, the case is here. Its not for us. Just let the person who notified you keep a complete site survey record for us. Anyway, its your “friend of love”, isnt it? I dont want to bother to take a trip.”

There was silence over the receiver for a while, and Coulson seemed to be persuaded, a bit strange, “Well, you are probably right. Okay.” The phone was hung up.

James was taken aback, he was really not prepared to convince Coulson so easily. But, there is nothing to entangle, James’ goal is achieved, put down the phone. Holding his bare-bare-out shoulders, rubbing it to dissipate the chill, turned around and prepared to go back to the bedroom, continuing the nightmare of the ghost animal.

In the dark.

“Do you have a list?”

It seems to be a voice coming out of the abyss.

James became stiff, and his head became completely stiff when he turned halfway, because the person who made the noise had touched his spine.

It was a sharp, cold and hot sensation, moving all the way from the neck down to the tail spine…

“You are strong~” commented inexplicably, “Detective , It smells good~”

James already knows who the “person” behind him is.

Lets put it this way, James Lance, who came to Barton from the west, knew this voice. Perhaps when he knew this voice, he never thought that this guy was special, but After coming to Barton…this is Eli Torrido.

“You know what~” Eli Torrido’s fingers left James and began to circle. In the dark, only a pale side face glanced over James’s eyes under the thick ink makeup, “I heard a lot about you~ In the west, I was excluded from the magic banquet gathering, often discussing your role The core of the Eastern Development Plan is in Barton, he he he is in Barton…” The omission of ambiguous meaning.

James feels his body is pushed.

“Your sofa is as hard as a stone. Let’s go to your bedroom. Please tell me it’s more comfortable there~”

Do you need James to answer? At the end of the speech, Eli Torrido was already on James’s bed, rubbing the dark red blood on his boots against the bed sheet in front of James holding his shoulder.

Why can James see so clearly? Because Eli still had time to turn on the lights.

Ilay, it’s ugly. Maybe he looks good in real life, but he is really ugly. Regardless of aesthetics, people are impossible to think that a person looks good under the strong contrast-pale face, dark eye circles and lips. Wrong, there is another color, which is probably not cleaned, and dried up on the side of the face.

“Yes~” Eli adjusted to the most comfortable position on James’ bed and returned to his subject, “You said you have a list~”

James The scholar is still holding his shoulders, fragile, it has nothing to do with gender and character. It is an inevitable feeling in this situation. James’s face was not even gloomy, he just thought, hope this is a nightmare.

“You look…nervous?” Eli asked in a questioning tone, “Why? I won’t hurt you~” In a flash, it was flirtatious frivolity.

James did not respond, but his slightly twitching eyeballs seemed to have a tendency to look towards somewhere.

This little action can escape Eli’s observation, which is funny.

Ilay raised his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows, and started to move the black paws under him. Under the mattress. As if surprised to raise the eyebrows again, he pulled out a backpack.

“Heh~” Eli glanced at James, already pulling the zipper, “Let’s see what good things are here~”

I need to Do you repeat what Sam spread out on James’ bed? no need. it is good.

“Wow~” Eli looked at the props scattered on the bed, “This is really…hehe, well prepared~” I picked up something like a grenade, “You know you should use these Something~” This is not a real question, but just, um, imagine this picture-a bear hunted by a hunter appears at the hunters house, and the question is played with the trap as a toy, “Hunter hunter, you Do you know how to use this thing?”

Inevitably, James did not respond.

Ilay frowned and threw away the grenade in his hand. “What is this? Just looking at it makes me uncomfortable.” Wooden beads engraved with Indian spells.

Electric flint flower! James has used his fastest speed!

But it is a pity that Eli was pressed onto the bed when the wooden beads in his hand were about to enter the entrance.

In this very, very awkward posture, James made one last attempt, letting go, opening his mouth, and handing everything to gravity.

But following the entrance of the wooden bead, there is also Eli’s black’claw’.

A string of revulsion sounds accompanied by James’ struggle on the bed. Eli’s fingers came out with the sticky wooden beads, and wiped the dirty stickiness on James’ chest without any expression, “So, is this food for food, huh, this is an accident.”

In front of him, Eli tilted his head, still fixing James under him, “Are you going to tell me what this thing is? My instinct tells me, I don’t want to test it myself.”

James finally uttered the first sentence, yelling, “Let go of me!!”

“Keep it down.” Eli was indifferent, “You know what time it is now Huh…” As if he was amused by myself, he bent the corner of the black mouth and looked around, “hehe, forget ~ you have no neighbors~ then, just howl~” Continue to observe the wooden beads in his hands.

After struggling for a while, James gave up. The feeling of exhaustion has clearly told him that this is not a nightmare, so I gave up. Lying on his bed like a corpse.

Eila felt the state of the people under him, temporarily removed the wooden beads that he was concerned about, and looked at James as if he had already regarded himself as a corpse, “Why do I have this expression? I told you, I won’t hurt you.” There is no extra tone, so in contrast to the previous, unexpected sincerity…

James glanced at Eli and didn’t speak.

“Okay.” Eli didn’t seem to want to relieve this embarrassing posture, “Say something practical~” The frivolous tone came back, he should be enjoying this state,” I dont really care about the list you mentioned on the phone just now. I know Luxembra has mastered my fan information. I just dont like Magic Banquet to use my fans, hehe, they are mine~”Maybe true I lost the wooden beads in his hand and flew out of the bedroom. The ghost knew where it had fallen, “About the fire of Becky that your partner cares about? Hehe, I can also tell this-nobody, really dead, at least Not now~”

James has some emotions on his face, and the twitching corners of his eyes are what he thought of-Elis eating habits, no one will really die right now, and part of the food will become’ Higher-level foods provide training for the freshman Toledo with gluttony. So no one really died, which is not good news.

But its irrelevant whether James wanted to discuss this case where he refused his partners attendance. Eli continued–

“Im here to find you~ Eli bent his body, leaning against James’ face uncomfortably, “Come to Barton, I am not idle~ I may not be able to move, hehe, can only be active at night, but, hehe, I am so crowded. ~”Uh, this is revealing that the current Barton is full of his descendants!

“So~ I learned something, from human news, from alien discussions, from…hehe, various aspects~” Eli approached James face, a smiling face, like The undeveloped photos of the clown, the film, the inverted, uncomfortable smile, “One name is always mentioned with another name~”

Guess the name.

“Where there is the name of Zachary Toledo, there is your name~” Eli began to rub James’s cheeks, which prevented him from showing his expression.” Some of Bartons alien races would not shy away from saying, I dont understand a powerful vampire, why waste time on a human detective~

Not only did it prevent James expression, but also While shaping Jamess expression, he forcibly pulled the corners of James mouth with the black claws, “I feel the same way~ You seem to be, um, a better figure~ Zachary Torrido likes this. Huh? It is said that his werewolf, Alpha Benjamin, is also your type~”

Uh, what is it? ?

I dont care about this time, but, Elis next sentence!

“In my impression, he is not like this.”

In the impression, what impression? ! What is this guy talking about? ! Should he have any impression of our Zac? !

The eyebrows that James was about to raise, were held down by Eli. The current fact is probably that this Eli will not let James make any expressions on his own, he wants to control everything. Forcibly press James’ eyebrows back into place.

“Don’t worry about something meaningless, he doesn’t exist anymore.” It is still because of the contrast and lack of tone, which makes him sincere, “Let’s look forward together.”

Who wants to look forward with him!

But James seems to have no probability of speaking in any sense.

“This is my plan~” To restore the frivolous tone, “I don’t care about the magic banquet, but I am going to do something like this in Barton~” laughed, “I want to continue Everything that Zachary Torrido did in Barton~”

Looking at James, he was very close, “First of all, with you, solve the case? Whatever~ Then, I want to imitate He, and all the alien races in Barton, what, um, coexistence agreement? Is it called this name? I’m not sure, I haven’t seriously’discussed’ with all the alien races in Barton, hehe, but that’s it.”

James wanted to be surprised, and any emotion he wanted to show was interrupted. What is this guy talking about! !

It doesn’t matter anymore.

“Of course, it’s also imitating him, or you can think of it as a tribute. Just like when he first came to Barton, the alien who is unwilling to complete the transaction with me, just clean it out~ He may have a Alpha Benjamin, help, I have my descendants~ so it should be easy~”

Need to wait for James’ response? Do not.

“So, my human detective partner~” It was decided, unfathomable mystery, “Who should I start with?”