Vol 3 Chapter 22: newspaper

It's weekend, let go of work and enjoy the rest days of my life. ? August 1 Chinese? W? W? W. 81ZW. Comm to Grand ... There is no difference to Grand's boss, but in order not to let the two siblings of the Barton family, Lola and Kyle extend their punishment, Zach got up early .
To the left is the dry Louise, to the right is the dry Charlie-does the master bedroom sleep for Weiss? In the middle, there is Zac rounded with a little red liquid.
Carrying the wine bottle, he left the basement and stood on the back porch. It's so quiet, only a touch of reddish gold in the east is slowly competing for its sovereignty in this world.
Zac frowned, and it was sunny again. This is too abnormal. It is no longer a matter of Zac ’s misjudgment of the night sky for two consecutive days, but the relationship of the seasons. Some time ago, it was cool and windy. How can you say that a snow or something is brewing, but now it is sunny again, what is the situation?
The sound of breaking the quiet came from the direction of the Grand Showroom, and the old Hank was holding an open newspaper in one hand and pushing the door in the other. Grande's main entrance and the showroom are at the back of the back porch, and he looked up at Zac. "Can't you open a door on the elevator aisle when you are decorating!"
He leaned his head, bypassed Zac, and pushed open the door of the stairwell again, as if preparing to go upstairs to open the door of the office.
Zac pursed his lips. After Grand ’s changes, he was actually very satisfied. In Grand, the work area and living area were separated. In most cases, Grand ’s visitors—just those who came to visit the cemetery, It is only used to randomly select some mourning objects in the counter of the exhibition hall, and there is no need to face him as the grand master.
But there are obviously shortcomings. Old Hank has to make some preparations for opening every day. The big disadvantage.
Zac is a very sensitive, intimate and gentle person, we already knew that, so, "Hanke, are you in a bad mood?"
Old Hank on the stairs turned back, staring at Zac without speaking.
Zac noticed that Old Hank was holding his hand against the newspaper. Guessing something, he turned to Old Hank and gave a little resistance to the newspaper.
The layout of the character that Old Hank is watching.
The first thing that catches the eye is naturally the largest part, "Isera Announces Withdrawal from Mayor's Election". There is nothing more to say, because the biggest supporter Liszt ’s ‘depravity’, the campaign office has been sealed up, and he actively announced his withdrawal, compared with dying struggling and decent. This is what Ethela wanted, decent.
But Zack did not think that Old Hank would care about such things. Go beyond this maximum length and look for news that makes old Hank unhappy in the morning ...
Uh. A reminder of Mrs. Quinn ’s phone call last night.
How much does the Barton family want to ‘actively’ show something—
Derek Grande, famous.
"Hanke, sorry." Zach apologized before he even started reading the reported article. "I really think he will leave Button."
Old Hank did something to fully express his attitude towards Zac's apology. He pulled the remaining newspapers except the character version and went upstairs without looking back.
Zac pulled the corner of his mouth, lifted the bottle to relax, shook his head, and took a newspaper down the stairs. Back in the back porch, with one hand ‘breakfast’ and one hand fluttering newspaper, squinting and reading while walking towards the employee ’s living area.
This doctor is from (Central), and his last name revealed the reason why he returned, yes, back to Barton ...
Uh, isn't Grande's exposure enough yet, and still needs to use this dog blood to attract Patton citizens to pay attention to a funeral home? This is a newspaper, the reporter is writing something, not the author of the dog blood novel!
Gee. What was the caution of Mrs. Quinn yesterday? Is this cautious? Where is Grande Quinn and Mrs. Patton do n’t know? Now it ’s a good idea to let people all over the city know that Patton has a Grand Doctor. ?
Zac is about to continue reading, "Your republican thing is a bit abnormal."
Zac frowned, looking sideways at O'Neill Furado floating beside him. Although inexplicable, he could guess who O'Neill was saying, "She has a name, ink."
"No." Nothing? "Now I am becoming more and more aware of my shaman's earth-binding spirit, and I have no hope of becoming something like her. Therefore, I try to despise this 'species' in my daily life as much as possible. If I have an individual with a certain life form, I will call her, the ghost thing of the republic, the ghost thing of the republic, the ghost east of the republic ... "Everyone can understand what O'Neill means. , I do n’t want to be that kind of thing. "
Zac skimmed his head, saying that grapes are sour if they can't eat grapes. Want to continue reading the newspaper. Of course, the footsteps through the backyard to the staff living area continue.
"This is not the first time I came to Barton," said the doctor who just came down from a 16-hour operation. "Last time, I came to find myself, this time, I came to save my life."
Zac frowned tightly, and his heart was full of doubts-look at the reported style of writing, is it like news? No, nothing like it! It seems like a prose that forcibly incites what emotions! So, Zac did n’t know that Drake really said it, or the reporter who wrote this report made it out of context or even made it up!
Zac hopes that the latter fabricated. The reason needs no explanation. Feel the meaning in that words.
"The republican ghost thing is acting strangely." Hey, some guy was really blind, and was still talking to Zac.
Zac frowned and didn't bother to bother, "She's a ghost, strangely it's not your business."
"You're really a bad boss. Your employees go out to work, don't you ask about the work status when you come back." O'Neill floated before Zac's eyes, and his translucent body blocked the newspaper in Zac's hand. "Republican ghost stuff ..." O'Neill seems to stick to the naive statement, "This has become the case after visiting Republican customers, don't you care?"
Zac stopped, although his eyes were on O'Neal, who had occupied his vision, but he was not looking at him. It's an empty thought, "Republican customer. Relatives of victims in Republican murder."
"Ha! This funeral home owner also knows who his client is! It's really rare!"
Zac's lip curled, and the earth-bound spirit was like a broken TV screen. It flickered a few times, but then appeared on Zac's side a moment later, "She has been using the republican language ... well, I don't understand anyway If you mumble, you may be talking to Great Dane Jin, anyway, Jin did not respond. "
Zac looked back, glanced at the second floor of Grande, and then shook his head. "If the Inan of Barton dies, you have to give him a funeral. You do the same." Zac doesn't want to think about anything for a while, Mexico Knowing that he was investigating the murder of the Republicans, she would come to him on her own. So now I just want to attribute this to ‘Republic’. Although Mo has expressed his attitude towards republican humans more than once, in the end they are all Republican ‘people’ in the Federation. A little strange movement, Zack can understand. move on.
"I won't." O'Neill smiled. "I'll be very happy to give funerals to the Indians, and it's a cremation. Hee hee ~ I can't hold a trace of fluke. My fellow countrymen became strange after death, right? "
Zac looked at O'Neal sideways. "What the did you do in the Raging Clan? You're a ..." Zac was going to save O'Neal some face.
"Anti-social pervert ~ Oh ~ After all, I'm a cold-blooded slaughterer ~ You don't need to decorate me ~"
Zac didn't want to bother this guy at all. He waved his hand a lot and told O'Neill that his vampire's inviolable personal space range. If you are close, you will be at your own risk.
This time O'Neill was conscious, after all, it was just a ground-bound spirit, and the limit was there.
Zack was able to read the newspaper when he stepped into the porch of the employee's living area.
The youth groups did not arrange accommodation on the second floor. Although Zack absolutely doesn't think these former criminal employees can really pose a threat to Grand's guests, the reverse is almost the same. But after all, it ’s a teenager. Avoid trouble. Zac explained that the Bain family and Sam on the second floor looked at the boys and girls.
Going up the stairs.
"Why am I transferred to work here." Evan stopped Zac. Literally stopped, he came downstairs and looked down at Zac.
Zac raised his eyes from the newspaper. "Do you want to see the tomb? Be a tombkeeper?"
Irrespective of what he thought when he started, Evan instantly loosened and became irritable, "Uh ..." frowned, "I don't want to be a maid for everyone!"
"Daily maintainer, not a maid." Zac was too lazy to tangle and waved his hand to signal the other side to make way.
When Evan didn't move, Zac bowed his head directly, looking up at the newspaper.
He backed up unexpectedly and panicly, until the imbalance caused by being forced to back up the stairs caused his body to skew.
Zac raised his hand and grabbed Evan, who was leaning towards the handrail and almost turned down. Still not talking, he pulled aside, turned on the stairs, and continued to go upstairs.
I really have no mood to control this guy, because the newspapers, in an unclear, dog-blooded description of Derek as a returnee, finally have some substantive 'news' component.
Zac was helpless. This is the ‘intelligence’ he will know if he is patient when he goes to the hospital yesterday! The information that can end the disputes between the youth groups-Teacher Su, Drake, the object of the operation, the life saved, is Teacher Su!
Zac put down the newspaper with a frustrated look on his face. What should I say to this group of people? Hey, you guys, everyone who can be banned is banned. Who told you not to go home for two consecutive days, then ah, let me tell you good news, the reason why you are banned is my brother, me, hometown brothers.
I remember once Lola said unreservedly, ‘it ’s nothing to do with your brother! Don't tell him! "Yes, in the case of Teacher Cuisha. Look at Trisha. Now, Zac doesn't know where to find it, and inserts something absolutely unrelated to him!
Yes, the girls will never think of Zac as innocent, passive, unaware, and as confused. Girls, they do n’t make sense.
So, Zac is ready to start with the easiest, Caesar. It is a habit to be ridiculed by Caesar, and there is no shortage of this ...
"What's on your hand." Zac just gloomed into Caesar's room.
Caesar put her things in her pockets in a hurry, " Right, don't you knock on the door, vampire."
Zac walked to Caesar, grabbed the guy's ankle, picked it up, and swayed it upside down until everything in the guy's pocket fell out.
Have you ever seen a small amount of banknotes rolled into a roll and tied with a rubber band into a roll? Three rolls, Zac carried Caesar's ankles, picked up a roll, and visually looked at more than two hundred.
Frowning, he still didn't put down Caesar, observing these banknotes, they were all the banknotes of the last generation, definitely not the salary Grande gave these people. With his mouth closed, Raise Caesar, who was still in the upside-down mood and had his arms folded, "Did Evan come to you just now? He gave you?"
"It's not your business." Calmness is calmness, that is, after all, it's upside down, inevitable, and your face is bloodshot.
"Did he threaten you?" Zac frowned, though not like it, but he should ask, "Does he want you to buy him something outside?"
Question time, if a group of free and unfree people need some special supplies, then in the open and closed environment of Grande, who should they complete the purchase?
We already know that Evan used a criminal's sharpness, grabbed Russell's luggage, threatened Russell, and let him finish what he wanted. Now, we can think that Evan has grown a little bit, looking for people who can enter and leave Grande frequently and freely, huh, guest.
As for why it is Caesar--
"Humph." No answer.
Zac closed his eyes and shook his head. "Caesar, can't you do something normal and good boy does. Skip class, cheat, now this? You are already a problem boy, do you want to be an adult criminal?" Zac ’s sense of social responsibility, ah ~ Torido ’s sense of social responsibility ~ Irony is still true, everyone is free ~
"This is normal." Caesar's face was flushed and still calm. "You, Sissi, Alice ... that's not normal, this, these, it doesn't matter whether he sins or not, this is normal."
Uh ... if everything in this world is judged normal by comparison, nothing is abnormal. Zac can't refute this, if this is a young boy who has been in contact with aliens since he was a child, what is considered normal, can you say no?
Zac put down Caesar and took away the small amount of money. "Then I will help you to be more normal."
Now Caesar was anxious, "What are you doing !!!" Trying to snatch.
"Confiscation." Zac looked at Caesar. "I have an obligation to report on the money that these people own and have been obtained through abnormal channels."
"! My 2o% profit!"
Zac has no sympathy, "I hope you are not a trade in and Evan. Good luck."
Zac really lost patience and caused his mood. So, those who play with fire, go and burn it yourself.
Next, forget it, go directly to Maya.