The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

After all, James dropped the phone because his phone was too advanced, and the small flashing light was announcing that the call had ended. James couldn't listen to the hang-up tone in the receiver and continued to pretend that Zac was still there. August 1st? Chinese? Wen Wang? W? W? W (i). ? 8? 1? Ｚ㈧W ?. COM

Okay, this is not to show how much James is attached to Zac ’s voice, but that James does n’t want to face his eyes ...

"What did he say?" Kate continued to ask, "What is his account of Grand staying with criminals?"

"Not a criminal!" James lowered his voice as soon as he raised his voice. "Those who are not criminals, like the report written by your colleague, 'reentrant people' ..." It's hard to stay on Kate .

"Written? This is the most typical official draft. If you think it's a" news report ", oh, I have nothing to say."

That's why James couldn't focus on Kate. The Kate who used to look at himself with admiration and appreciation, now uses, everyone ... make up his own mind.

"If you want to know what he said, why not go to him and go to Grand!" James went straight to the bathroom. It's still very early. It's not too early for James to wake up. The sun has just emerged in the east.

Going to the bathroom, not to wake up the body after a night of rest, but to strengthen the body and mind after a night of fatigue. James stayed up all night.

After returning from work to the middle of the night, James sorted out the large parcels sent to his door by himself-all kinds of hunting equipment. In the process of sorting, complex emotions accompanied James. He knows how these equipments came from. Would he not read the articles written by his girlfriend?

And James also knows why his girlfriend suddenly wrote this kind of article, so the mood is complicated.

This is complicated, and it was prepared for the second half of the night.

When James squeezed all kinds of large hunting equipment into the attic, his back ached, and he realized that it was late at night, and Kate had not returned.

The short-term worries just added a touch of flavour to the complex emotions-when Kate returned, he took a sample of the Barton Daily newspaper today.

Yes, before the citizens of Barton took one step, James was fortunate enough to see the freshest newspaper today. However, Kate who came back, and James with complex emotions, are not concerned about the cultural feast that keeps Barton waiting.

"I'm going to ask? I'm going to Grande? Huh." Kate, holding her arms, moved her eyes with James, as if expressing, 'Listen, I don't want to say this second time', "I Never step on that monster house! Never! "

In his head, Louise's passage about security, about James breaking Kate's true sense of security, like a fierce spirit, entangled James. Therefore, the sound of closing the door is a bit loud. Boom!

Then, wow!

The door was pulled open, "You just fell on me?"

Two pairs of eyes stared at each other.

James was ready to speak and was preempted.

Kate, "Are you starting to hate me staying here?" The hand holding his arm was starting to be white, and the unstable voice caused by force, "You don't want me to live here anymore?" His eyes began to flicker.

Kate trembling in sight? Not sure. James's tired and bloodshot eyes couldn't clearly see the expression of the person in front of him, but the unusual tremor of this voice ... entangled with James' "security", "No! No! I, I Just tired ... "

The blinking gaze returned to James, and the heart was cold and suddenly gentle. "Oh, hehe, I'm just kidding ..." I started to help James squeeze the shaving cream. "Sorry, let you stay up all night You, you should understand that I, I am a reporter, and seeing the questionable news is like asking the end. "

Is this explanation enough, enough. As long as the topic is terminated, anything will do! James closed his eyes and felt the coldness of the hand that began to rub on his face.

Most of the time, it is not a good thing to suddenly start to keep quiet. But here, as if it was needed, Kate was holding a razor.

James looked up at the white flower's chin, looking at himself in the mirror, and then looking at Kate in the mirror-the extreme caution, making the cold place even colder. Because of the cold, James closed his eyes, made a decision, and said, "The hunting equipment sent by me was stuffed into the attic."

There was a noticeable short pause in the blade sliding on the face. "Oh, huh. It's a gift. Those shops thank me for writing that article."

That's not a gift. At least these are not delivered to James. The delivery guy stood in front of James' door and collected the money before leaving. But James was not prepared to pursue such small things ... "Useless." He said strange things.

Before explaining this strange statement, let us make it clear that James should pursue this little thing, because the free part was sent to the Allen funeral home, and finally locked in the south warehouse of Grande ... ... James's lack of accountability made him miss this matter.

"What?" Kate raised another empty hand and stabilized the razor that was already on James' neck.

"The equipment is useless! It's useless for everyone!" Now that she has decided, she no longer cares if the other party can afford it. She must accept it, right?

"Vampires have the ability to heal themselves, although all you choose is equipment that causes a lot of bleeding ..." Remember, James caused Kate (James's dagger) to cause massive bleeding, "but it is not useful for vampires. ! They can heal themselves! Soon! "

The trembling couldn't be controlled, so Kate simply gave up shaving James and kept holding each other's hands white.

"It's no use for other aliens! Needless to say, the soul aliens are useless for any weapon against the entity! Others, either strength, save humans, these things are useless! Or have special abilities! Like can change into any Human shape changer! Shooting the shape changer, you are shooting the ordinary person! You will be the criminal! "

not enough.

"Even if you put silver on those gears! It's useless!" James forcibly took Kate's arm and pressed his eyes to the other side. "You can do it! You have done your best to achieve the effect It just makes them (aliens) hurt, bleed, weaken! And they (aliens), kill you in seconds, but easily! You won't have any chance !!! "

"So just don't do anything?" Kate stared at James too. "Like those who were in Grande that day !! Poor wailing in fear! Waiting for the memory to be wiped out by the vampire at last!" "The corners of my eyes are twitching." Do you wish that was right ?! You want that Louise vampire to erase my memory! Then, I am still the ignorant woman with the longing for Detective James Lance! Also I don't know at all ... "I started to get rid of James's hand." I am the ridiculous monkey in your eyes !! "

Never let go! "Why don't you understand?" James just wanted Kate to accept, "What you are worrying about now is just meaningless things! You are here! Beside me! You are very safe ..." His own "security" was announced, "Aooo !!"

James curled up on the floor like a fresh lobster.

A trivial clatter of wind like a wind ended with the opening and closing of the iron gate.

"Kate, Kate!" When James twisted his legs and moved out of the bathroom, no one answered him.

better'. The gun on the hanger is gone.

Everyone knows the urinary of this story. If you want to describe the beginning of a new day, if it is not comprehensive, I am sorry that we have memorized the name ...

Let's see Grande's good start, James' bad start, let's see a strange start.

Madison was signing a check for Grande. At yesterday ’s funeral, the client seemed to be very satisfied. In addition to being paid, he also gave a tip, saying that it was Miss Grande Louise who took care of them. Thanks for discussing the details of the funeral.

After hesitating for a moment, Madison rubbed the check and wrote a new one, which was half the amount. "Lao deserves it!" Madison affirmed himself to the air and clipped the check to the end of today's work report. .

Then he adjusted his emotions and opened the work report. Once you check it, you can give it directly to Matthew.

It's a little early, but Madison is more excited today, how to say, there are good things.

Cremation has been suspended for a long time, right, stop loss, the funeral home is not prepared for things, people have the habit of stealing. But Madison, who knew that it was an alien, did a clever little thing. Every day, he will prepare some fuel in his inventory and put it there. The next day, when things disappeared, he knew that Zac did not "disappoint" his "expectations", and the inaction still did not solve the problem. If things are still there, it is time to give Zac Duo the little red flower, the funeral owner, and finally do something.

And today is the day to give Zac safflower. The stock of fuel has not disappeared. The mill can resume normal operations.

So excited. I hope it will last.

the phone is ringing.

Madison picked it up, "Grand points ..."

"It's me ~" is West, "Biscuit ~ Say hello to Madison ~ ... Meow ~"

Madison smiled, "Oh, do you really get up so early every day."

"An old lady accompanied by a cat ~ I don't need so much sleep ~" I am probably teasing the cat, the sound in the earpiece is a little far away, "You picked up today, but also get up so early?"

"Oh! The cremation of the mill was restarted today." Madison didn't mind sharing this good news with his friends in advance, "Be prepared early."

"Congratulations ~ Ha ha, now your pressure will be less ~"

"Hehehe." No response is needed.

"Want to know what I'm doing ~" This encouraged way of asking questions.

"Oh, okay, what are you doing?" Regret, what West can do, Madison is tense.

"I'm taking a break at halftime ~ drinking tea, reading a newspaper or something ~" The voice in the receiver resumed, and there was a tiny newspaper flipping sound, "I just wrote a very, very, huh, tense plot, change it mood."

"How, what a nervous method." Please ignore Madison's inexplicable dry mouth.

"Well, our heroine, isn't this lady reporter victimized delusion ..." It is really just a gentle tone of the plot. "Have you seen those things about this kind of person, who suffered first, always People around me, huh, I went to the library to check a lot of materials yesterday ~ So, I let ... "

"No one dies !!" I blurted out without knowing why. After speaking, Madison began to look around for water.

"Uh ... no, I remember you emphasized many times, don't write dead people, huh, huh, so rest assured. Just quarrel."

James wanted to ask whom, but, hey, seriously, can't you guess? Forget it, concentrate on drinking water, adjust your mood, and then, "You called, yes, is there anything you want to discuss in the plot?"

"No." Simply, "I'm very satisfied, consistent with what Morris always emphasized, um, what comes, accumulate emotions, and then burst, dramatic. Ha ha, not to mention Morris. I called because I was While reading the newspaper, have you read today's newspaper? "Carnival? Grand contributes to society? The latter, "Grande lived in someone who just came out of prison. Did you know that?"

Madison's eyes twitched and began to look for the newspaper, but he hadn't retrieved it, gloomy, "I don't know!"

"Oh, you don't have to be stressed again. It is written in the newspaper. It is a newly built living area in Grande, which is just in line with the government's intention to help those people's compound community structure." People, collectives, and families are in a mixed pattern. "Community correction projects will only be implemented in Grande, and will not affect the mill."

In front of West, Madison didn't need to pretend, he exhaled, "That's fine."

"It reminds me of something ~" West said with a smile. "I'm thinking, how will the heroine, who has been grudged against Grande, know how this will happen."

"Uh ..." Madison was a little nervous. "Let's write a story and only write a story. Um, no, don't be related to current affairs, how?" I don't know why, just an ominous hunch.

"Good stories will always come from real life, teacher Morris said. Haha, Madison, you have to admit, it makes sense ~"

How to refute? Madison did n’t know, so, "So, how are you going to write?"

"Aren't I looking for you to discuss, I haven't figured it out yet."

Madison felt the opportunity, "This story, the heroine will eventually go to the Allen funeral home, right, why not ..." Remember this story West said-a person who has already woke up trying Wake up another person who is still asleep, a crazy story. "Why not, don't care how the reporter reacts, focus on how Allen's funeral reacts?" Opportunity, for Madison, has always been to stop Allen from squeezing the mill! Never changed!

"Well, it makes sense ~ Ha ha, I knew I was right to discuss it with you ~ I have an idea ~ The break is over ~ I will write to you and find you ~"