Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

When Zach and Benjamin returned to the Grand House, it was already evening. With the change of seasons, the sunshine hours gradually increased, and Barton City was at six oclock. In the dimness of sunlight and darkness.

The two came back late because after leaving James attic, they detoured to the place where the only kidnapped suicide was found by the police, wanting to see what could be found Clues, but no results, so I had to bathe in this dim and return to Grande.

The ambiguity of light and darkness should be cherished, but the Grande family seems to disdain such a time.

Old Hank was nowhere to be seen, and Kim Jong-kwang stood alone in the kitchen, enjoying the fruits of the afternoon waiting. Alice and Louise are sitting in the room on the second floor of Zac watching’Cook’s Kitchen’.

Alice is an absolute fan of’Cook’. A few days ago, this cooking show was advanced and put on a relatively unpopular five. This simple Banshee also wrote to the TV station to protest : “At six o’clock, most people who work have just finished their work. When they get home and turn on the TV, they can only see the freshly baked food, but they don’t know the cooking materials and techniques. This is wrong!”

Of course, Banshee’s letter did not receive any response, but the slightly fat Cook on the 2nd day expressed his optimism in the show: “Before dinner, the Sect Lord women will prepare a meal for their husband and child. The perfect dinner is also a delightful thing.”

Banshee melted.

Zac stood by the door, watching Alice reluctantly say goodbye to the people on TV, and promised to meet again tomorrow on time, he couldn’t help feeling a little bit of joy.

“There are a few calls.” Louise waited patiently for Zac to immerse for a while, “I didn’t answer, I left a message.”

Zac smiled nodded, three People left the room, and Alice was about to start preparing dinner. Obviously, for Cook’s sake, she turned down Lola’s celebration party at [Parker Elementary School].

Zac returned to the office, habitually poured himself a glass of’wine’, and pressed the play button of the answering machine.

Some regular appointments and consultation calls were written on paper by Zach.

“Grand Funeral Home, Mr. Grand. Uh, I am Wells from the Barton Land Planning Administration.”

His voice is a little dull, and his tone shows the fatigue of the owner. Zach raised his eyebrows and kept listening.

“I made this call because, well, the Western Region cemetery that was once planned for the Grand House has been taken back by the city government and is now in the pre-investigation stage of reconstruction.”

Zac took a sip of the’wine’. He underestimated Anthony. The mayor moved the land so quickly.

“Uh, so, we need to check some information, hoping to get Mr. Grands cooperation. Well, thats it, I dont know if Mr. Grand will have time tomorrow. Uh… in short, Contact me when you receive a message, call xxxxx. Oh, yes, please contact me during working hours. Thank you.”

The sound of the phone hanging up. Zach looked at the current time and happily left the matter behind.

The answering machine continues to rotate.

“It’s still me, Wells. You didn’t answer the call, maybe you are not there or something else. Uh, but I’m going to get off work.”

Zach sighed , Still the tired, feeble male voice. Zach listened helplessly.

“Anyway, you will always come back to listen to the message in the evening. Anyway, I will go to the Grand House tomorrow morning, please make sure not to leave. So be it, uh, thank you, goodbye.”

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Zac smiled helplessly, he had already heard the helplessness and impatience of this government worker. Zach put down his wine glass, thought about it, and decided not to embarrass this guy, and waited obediently and honestly for his arrival tomorrow.

But before that, Zach picked up the phone and dialed the private line in Anthony’s office. Government workers are always fuzzy, and Zach doesn’t know what the other party is investigating, and asking Anthony should help.

“Who.” Anthony has always been direct.

“Zach.” Zach dangled his glass.

Heavy sigh, Anthony’s tone over the receiver is more impatient than any government worker, but understandably, after six oclock, Mr. Mayor of Barton is still working hard in the office Now, this is a good thing! Right! Right?

“What’s the matter with you?”

In the earpiece, a woman’s peculiar gasp can’t escape the vampire’s ears. Zach curled his eyes, and it seemed that the beautiful secretary was Raiders.

“Am I interrupting anything? Maybe I should wait a while to call.” Zach said with a chuckle, and he could even imagine Anthony flying into a rage out on the phone. of humiliation!

pa! The call was hung up.

It was already seven o’clock when the phone rang, let us applaud Barton City Chief-Anthony.

“What’s the matter with you.” Anthony swept away his previous impatience, and a pleasant voice came from the receiver.

“Tomorrow there will be people from the Barton Land Planning Administration to investigate the Western Region cemetery.” Although Zach is not happy for his friends, his tone is not consciously with a friendly smile. I mean, “Should I pay attention to something?”

“Oh!” Anthony was reminded, and remembered something: “Nothing, just a routine investigation, you just have to prepare the funeral records in the Western Region. “

“It’s very simple.” Zach remembered what he saw in Ford’s cemetery this afternoon. Government workers were harassed. I believe the situation of the former owner of the cemetery, the Ford House, is not better. Where to go. Zach hesitated again: “Anthony, do you really want to move the land over there? You know there are many great characters of Barton City buried there.”

“I know.” Anthony took it away The remaining frivolousness: Thats why there is an investigation. You should also be aware of the chaos on Fords side, so we hope that the planning of the next few cemeteries will be stable. The specific work is not something you should worry about. , You can cooperate. The chief of Barton City is clearly clear enough, not at all, because of his relationship with Zach.

Being able to get such a response, Zach is already very satisfied, Anthony will not let the legitimate rights and interests of Barton City citizens be infringed, and Grande is also a member of Barton. Zach most appreciates Anthony’s fairness and hopes James can do the same.

“Okay.” Zach was nodded on the phone, thinking for a while, not at all mentioning the small problem that James encountered, but as always reminding Anthony to protect himself and hang up phone.

The night in Grande is no different from the ordinary person’s house. The breath of life and heartbeat continue smoothly in the dark. Inanimate things, such as the coffin in the showroom, the accessories and furniture in the office, the hay in Benjamins warehouse, the vampire lying next to Louise, the earthbinder floating on the roof humming the Beaver Team song…In short, everyone will Find a way to rest.

Until…

Old Hank opened his eyes before dawn, pushed open the door of the Grand House, hunched back, facing the morning sun, to collect todays newspaper . Alice was awakened by the Great Dane, rubbing her confused eyes into the kitchen. Benjamin stretched his body naked to the sun, and the shallow hair covering his strong body was coated with a golden layer in the sun. Zach slowly waited for the blood in his body to recover, then covered the quilt for Louise, who was still asleep, and finally drove away the wretched Ryan who was a teenager.

Thats how the day at the Grand House began.

Before nine o’clock, an old car parked in front of the Grand House. A government worker named Wells, wearing a formal suit that has been washed and washed a bit, and holding a brown briefcase with the corners peeled off, pushing the large-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose, and standing at Zachs desk. opposite.

“En.” Wells, who seemed to be less than thirty, stretched out his right hand, Zac held it, and separated, “Thank you for your time.” Wells said politely. But his eyes were cold and indifferent, which was consistent with Zach’s impression of all government workers. The right hand that he took back took out a work permit from his purse and handed it to Zack: “Wells Pitt.”

Zach took a look at the work permit and handed it back to the other party: “It’s nice to see Its up to you, Mr. Pete.”

“Just call me Wells.” Wells showed a self-deprecating smile. He had an impression of Grande because he didnt answer the call yesterday. it is good. But now, the other party is at least a polite guy.

“Then you call me Zach. I was out yesterday and missed your call. It’s really sorry.” Zach smiled and apologized for Heavenly Dao yesterday.

“Uh, it’s okay.” Wells took out a few pieces of information in his bag and handed it to Zach. This is really a guy who doesn’t want to waste any time: “You are here today. This Its the description of this investigation. Take a look.”

Zach took the information and glanced roughly. Excluding official words such as “for better planning of the land in Barton City”, the main point is To obtain the funeral records of the Grand House in the Western Region Cemetery.

Zach nodded: “I heard some news in this regard, and it was prepared last night.” Zach pointed to the side of the desk, neatly arranged in a pile of documents, “but I still need The court’s search warrant.” Zach looked at the civil servant with a smile.

“Uh-” Wells stared at Zach in front of him with his eyes behind the lens.

“You should know that when the funeral industry was privatized, this information has changed from public information to private. If you want to see it, I need a court search warrant.” Wells, who understood too much, explained it again.

“Of course, you can also count everyone’s name directly in the cemetery, so that you dont need these.” Zachs kindly reminded him that he just had a good impression on Grande. Guy.

After a short silence, Wells put away the information he had just handed out with a sullen face, and walked out of Zacks office without saying goodbye. After a while, the sound of the old car engine sounded. Stay away from the Grand House.

Just after nine o’clock, the phone at Zach’s desk rang, and Zach picked it up. It was Anthony’s voice. It seems that the mayor finally received the message that Zac left him last night.

“You, sure, sure?!”

“I am very sure, I confirmed to Hank what happened at the time.” Zach said flatly.

“Where is he?!” Anthony’s voice was strangely excited, angry, and afraid.

“North Park, east to the fourth row, second row, Wu Mingshi.”

Yes, Zach is not trying to make things difficult for the ordinary man named Wells. The civil servants thought it was necessary to inform Anthony of what he discovered. The decision is not in Zac’s hands. He must respect Anthony’s ideas. Therefore, the planning of the Western Region Cemetery must be delayed.

Perhaps everyone may wonder why people like Old Hank would have such a high acceptance of a group of inhumans. Here is the answer, because Old Hanke personally buried one. Although he was engraved with’Wu Mingshi’ on the tombstone, he kept his real name out of respect for the data backup.

Who is he? The last “Torido” of the Vampire Hidden League, Zac’s first “child”, the person who gave Barton City Mayor Anthony the Purple Heart from the Federation-Anthony’s big brother Ian Anthony. (Purple Heart is awarded to the disabled in the Federal War. If the grantor sacrifices, the family accepts it.)