Vol 2 Chapter 28: Shunluo Mill

"Wait for the third time? No ... no !!"
This is Madison howling in the mill office, facing Zac. √ Bayi Chinese ★ Web WWW. 81ZW. Com
"Calm down, Madison." Zac was a little helpless. The mill's account in his hand focused on a fuel replenishment item in the expenditure item. Recently, the amount under this expenditure has become a float, because Madison just confirmed it, and the fuel inventory he just made up is empty.
"Calm down!" Madison stared at Zac. "How can it be calm! I'm losing money! There is no reason! How can I fill this vacancy ?! Twice! Zac, twice! Ran, then what "Madison howled more and more," You still want to wait for the third time for this ghost thing! For what ?! To verify one of your guesses ?! "
Zac put down his account, raised a finger, and shook, "You didn't lose money, you will still get a salary. The loss is Grande, I'm losing money. Just a small correction." Zac vertical With a second finger, "I did tell you, not just the mill, but also Ford and Allen, so if you look at the whole picture, the loss is the funeral industry, everyone is the same, so it is equivalent to no one ... … "
Madison stared at Zac, taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath, and continuing to take a deep breath. He is speechless, bad speechless.
Zac also knew that he shouldn't continue to anger Madison and shook his head. "And I'm not asking for anything. I guess you have made Lyon pay attention to fuel stocks these days, right."
"Yes!" Lyon's voice came in from the closed office door, and it seemed to be eavesdropping, "I personally don't care, but my container needs rest, needs overtime, needs ..."
Zac hasn't said anything yet. Seth in the corner has got up and opened and closed the door. Lyon's cry for help, "Hey! Hey! Let me go ..." Nobody cares ~
Well, Sam is still useful.
Madison's face was almost the same as his head, of course, it was just a metaphor, but somehow his emotions were adjusted under a deep breath, and he was able to speak, "Do you want to tell me what is going on!"
"Well, if you insist." Zach didn't care, but what he said didn't matter at all, "I told you that the demons were completely undetectable; Saint Cici took a group of people in the Alan funeral home, all I ca n’t stop it, and I, the best conclusion I have reached, is to wait a third time and verify what the conjecture is. Yes, all I have are conjectures, not facts. Then, the choice is yours, insist?
It's not a metaphor now, Madison's face is really as dark as his head. Oh yes, regarding Madison's head, this is not his natural color, dyed, so there is no point of reference.
Zac patted Madison on the shoulder, and also helped to move the lunch that was thrown aside to Madison—
The reason why people here can howl at ease is that this is the lunch break, and the employees of the mill are either at lunch or in the living area.
Zac did not deliberately choose such a point in time to let Madison intimately vent, but it was just that the matter on Reipt's side was over at this time.
Maya, uh, no accident passed the test. Zac signed the document as Maya ’s guardian in Barton. Unless he personally wanted, Maya was left directly at the school by Alice. It is estimated that he will not be seen in the afternoon.
It ’s worth mentioning that when Zac was bored, Kyle came over once when Raptor was turning around, both malicious and thankful. To parents and grandmothers, what are you doing! "
Zac replied, "I just went to the old classroom where we were alone last time, huh, still like that, I was curious, what the classroom was doing? Why has it been ..." Kyle had nowhere to run ...
So coming to the mill can be said to be by the way on the way home. At the same time, it is also a reminder to Madison. The fuel may still be stolen. Do n’t be silly. Refill the inventory. No one will really believe that "the whole funeral is also lost, so Grand alone will not be lost".
"So, how's it going?" Zac used a lighter beginning.
"What's the matter!" Madison glanced at Zac and could only start to fill up the delayed lunch. It was cold, and his mouth began to be filled with food while asking, "Mill's job? Business?"
"No!" Zach smiled with a raised eyebrow. "I can see these things by reading the work report that Matthew brings every morning. Do I still need to ask?" Such an obvious 'Zack is a bad boss' trap, How did Zac hit it, but do n’t naively think that Zac really watched it, he did n’t, "I asked you! You know ~" Suddenly like a good brother, "How are you doing recently? Riley? "Ms. West? Writing class?" We do understand that living in this world is not just our vampires, other people are also alive.
However, Zach didn't really care about Madison, this guy sat vigorously opposite, what to care about. And Madison also understood that with a lip, "What do you care about!"
It is impossible to admit this situation, "Of course I care about you, you are my employee, just like you care about your employees." As he said, Zach began to look around--Madison ’s office was cold and hard, nothing. Look, Zach is just letting go of the vampire's senses, "I didn't 'see' Brian, how has he been?"
Madison curled his lips and wiped away the green sauce that he didn't know. "Leave him on vacation."
"Oh." Zac raised an eyebrow.
The office was quiet for a while, and Madison began to explain, "He is selling the house in the southeast, preparing to move to Exton (South District, where Chapman lives). He was given half The month's vacation allows him to take care of this. "
Zac continued to raise his eyebrows, "Really?" Is really puzzled, "He is going to sell the house in the southeast?" That was Brian and his mother's home, the only memories of Brian and his mother, sold ? "Is this really bad in the southeast?" Bryan couldn't stay any longer?
"What else do you expect, once there was only you guy who was roaming at night!" Madison was irritable. "Now it's a bunch! Your friend 'General's bunch, hum, your friend, uh, Nofiler. stack……"
"Nofel has stopped going southeast." Zac frowned, correcting.
"Uh, still, the" general "pile." Madison shook his head, as if accusing Zac, "You made it, I don't care about your descendant selection principles, you should take care of it! It ’s easy to stabilize!
Madison means that the gangs were cleansed. According to the law of social exhibition, the environment is stable. That area should start to get better gradually, but the fact is that the southeast is still alive and dead. , "There should be no such disturbing things to continue to live on the streets!" For example, staring at the red eyes "something" to take blood in various dark alleys, such as "General" occasionally "harassing" Aix security the company……
Zac shook his head inexplicably, a little helpless, "Whether you believe it or not, I might really take care of it." Zac stood up, and it didn't make much sense to continue watching Madison for lunch.
Madison raised his eyebrows, "Uh! Then you should move faster!" As soon as you raised your eyebrows and panned, you wrinkled. "You can't believe it, and now the house in the southeast is doing very well! You If you slow down, Brian has already sold the house, and it does n’t make any sense what you do! "
"Uh, you are right, I don't believe it." Zac sat down again and looked at Madison. "The house in the southeast is doing well? Are you sure?"
"Very, sure." Madison glanced at Zac.
"Uh, why? Who would buy a house in the southeast? Uh, how do you know?"
"Republican." Madison glanced at Zac again. "Huh, and I know, because I really care about my employees, I helped him organize some procedures so that you don't forget, Brian is a person with little social ability. 'Child'! No one will help him, he will do nothing! "
Zac frowned, "Don't yell at me, it's not my fault." Ian's, and, yes, Madison was inexplicably excited, spraying Zuck's face with food scraps that he didn't know what. Well, it ’s not inexplicable, think about what Zach helped Madison? When Maddison took over the mill from scratch like a child.
Madison irritated and lost a box of tissues to Zac. "Whatever you say! I just want to tell you, if you want to do something, hurry up!"
Zac stood up again, and this time he was not going to sit back again. "Then you will be disappointed. You will soon." Zac's face is sincerely helpless. "If Brian's house can be sold at a good price, Then sell it, and the southeast is indeed not a place suitable for life. "
Madison didn't want to speak at all, and waving his hands was goodbye.
As soon as he went out, Zach saw Lyon's container, which was regular and stiff, as if he could sit on the chair in the hallway with a solidified case, and a thumb-sized puppet was tightly held in the palm of his hand.
Zac frowned and glanced outside. "Sam!"-In the front yard of the mill, the tip of the second hand that was flying like a smoky black was on the floating dark red dial. The heart 'enjoys' the centrifugal force, "Release Lyon!"
The suspended clock dial stopped rotating, and the dark objects still drew a semi-arc in inertia before tumbling back to their container. But when the ink black was in the container, Lyon, who should have returned, was still stiff and solidified there.
Zac kept frowning and tentatively flicked Lyon's fingers away, taking away the thumb-sized person (even) ...
"Holy Lord save me !!" Lyon jumped up and howled desperately, "Compassion! Redemption !! ......" Uh, the ghost knew what was going on with this demon, and Zac frowned a little and pulled back, Looked at the puppet in his hand.
"You are the devil !!! The devil !!! Don't come close to me !!" Lyon pointed at Sam who came over, and stepped back with small nervous steps. "No ..." A look of going to hell.
Zac didn't bother to take care of it. Help the nervous demon for a little while. He walked to Seme, pointed directly at Route 27, and threw back the puppets that obviously belonged to Seme. "What's this." Curiosity.
"This?" Sam grabbed the puppet, tossed it casually, and put it back in his pocket. "A little toy. It can calm the empty shell of the lost soul."
Zac looked back at Lyon, who was still screaming in small steps, "It's convenient."
"It's just a small toy, I haven't finished it yet, and it probably has no effect on things like walking dead."
Zac raised an eyebrow. "This thing can calm the zombie?" Remember the Grand Brothers vs. the zombie? That was an endless and frustrating contest, because unless someone who controlled the zombie People do n’t stop, and the contest does n’t end, even if the vampires and Alpha do n’t put those tattered bodies in their eyes at all, but they are endless.
"If I could finish it." Sam turned his head to his lips, "and got John's research notes."
Uh, just at the moment when Zac wants to make a high evaluation of his wizarding ability, uh ... Zac thinks that Sam is intentional.
Waving your hand, "What was that just now? If you want to torture the fallen angel's men, there is a reason." Either wait for the bus or walk back to Grande. The vampire and his wizard have time, so find a topic to avoid embarrassment.
"I didn't torture him." Sam shook his head. "I'm reproducing the witchcraft that Papa used against him at midnight."
Zac didn't quite understand, "Papa used witchcraft on Lyon at midnight? Why didn't you start talking?" When he first arrived at the mill.
"Because I didn't know it at the beginning." Sam pursed his lips, and there was a trace of apology on his face. "When I wanted to drive him away to overhear you, he began to resist, and he got out of the container. Traces of witchcraft are felt on the demon itself ... "
Uh, Zac moved his lips unconsciously, whatever Sam said, as if Zac could understand this sixth sense of witchcraft. And we also understand Zac ’s patience for things he ca n’t understand, just as big as a thumb, "Uh, to conclude, Sam. What is that? Clock dial?"
Sam frowned, "I ..." hesitated, "I don't know? I, uh, I don't know what I reproduced, but that's what Papa did to Lyon at midnight, uh, things, At least, it looks like that, right? ... "
Tied the devil around the clock dial to spin? (XxxII, 26.) Wow, Papa is really fun at midnight. Zac twitched, "You asked me? I thought I was the one who asked the question." Ibid., I was about to evaluate my wizard's ability ...
"Uh, sorry, I don't know." Sam lowered his head and unexpectedly exuded the emotion of 'disappointing you', "but, at least I confirm that Papa did something at midnight to prevent Lyon from defending the mill He has been here, right. "
"Yes." Zac ignored it. He was thinking, if the third time can prove Zac's conjecture is correct-every time the "goods" at the Port of Massa disappear, the incineration fuel in the funeral industry will be Stolen, as well, Papa didn't humiliate Sissi at midnight just to remind. So, who is Papa pointing at midnight ...
because! Papa loves corpses at midnight, right, walking corpses, dead men, and even dead, can use the Boisen to make a 'flu' ... Papa has no reason to use these fuels at midnight, right ...
Things are not right ... (to be continued.)