Vol 13 Chapter 7: Murphy

James has an opinion on how Zack "handles" the father-son problem? No, he doesn't, he has an opinion on himself.
But it ’s not just a matter of father and son, but also adding a girlfriend Kate. After all, James is just a poor guy sandwiched between his father and his girlfriend.
Zac has also been caught between his girlfriend and his father. Louise had just questioned Zac's approach to killing his father's only relic.
However, Zach seems to turn all crises into his own advantages and solve everything. Look! Two vampires are hugged together in the basement. Zac ’s hunger and thirst problem should be solved logically ...
Looking at James again, nothing has been solved, so Zac do n’t think everything is going well!
"You killed your father !!! The one who gave you everything !!! The person who allows you to stand here !!! Where is this good? !!!"
James's goal was achieved. The heads already buried in Zac's arms lifted, and Louise glanced at James with a strange expression, sighing anthropomorphically, patting Zac on the shoulder, "James needs help."
Zac still said that, "Can't help." Looking back at James, the hand around Louise was not ready to let Louise leave, "Be aware, detective." Meaning? Get out, James!
Louise crossed his hands, held Zac's hand on his waist, and took away helplessly, "He won't consciously." Looking at Zac helplessly, "We have time."
Zac's ink and Louise's hands ‘fighted’ for a while, and finally the two vampires pulled away from each other. Zac put on a disgruntled face and forced James, "Come on, office."
James rushed ahead.
In the office. Zac took the wine glass and prepared to use food to ease the sullenness. "Speak."
Say what? Kate's phone content before?
Uh, there ’s something to say, and Zac did n’t hear it.
But James had to repeat it for himself, "Kate has collected evidence of her father's illegal military operations in the federal territory, and she will come back to expose her father."
How smart reporters ~ take full advantage of your professional characteristics.
Zac's words are simple, "What do you need." Looking at James 'twisted face from the red wine glass, because, ah, every movement of James' facial muscles, Zac is already familiar with it. Seen this way, you can add a little heart.
"What do I need? What can I need ?!"
"You didn't learn anything from me." Zack shook his glass, making the twisted James's face even more fluttering. "There is nothing that pleases you, you have to choose, then, what do you choose. Your father, or your girlfriend. "
Learn from Zac? What to learn, cold blood is still selective memory, uh, still ... hungry. James pushed away the glass that was swaying in front of his face. "I don't want Kate to be persecuted by my father! I don't want my father to be destroyed by Kate!"
Zac succeeded in stabilizing the glass without pouring a drop of red, taking a sip, a simple imperative, "Choose one."
"I just said I don't want to choose!"
Zac received it very quickly. "Don't think about it. Learn from me, get started." Continue to put the glass in front of James, shaking it twice, and red to stir it up.
"Study you? Kill your own father ?!" James in the cup, his eyes red and ~
"No, it is to wipe out the party who stands in front of you and directly threatens you." Zach said so, "For me, Craig put my father's eyes in front of me, I didn't think about it, I Let my feelings control my body and act directly. "James in the glass is too ugly, Zac put down the glass," Maybe like me, you will also get that sense of relaxation-'Okay , It's a feeling of solving one thing. "
James' face was hard. It seems that every muscle of the face is tight at the same time. The evidence is that James is speechless.
Zac took another sip of food, looked at James for a while, and simply lifted his head to empty the glass.
Well, this is faster than expected. Did Zack help James? Look at James' face, hehe.
Zac said long ago that he can't help, this is not something anyone can help! So Zac can only give one direction-give up thinking, and when everything happens, let the feeling tell your body what to do.
Zac is about to leave the office and find Louise ...
the phone is ringing.
Zac wasn't allowed to pick it up for the first time. I told everyone before that this office can almost be regarded as James's office during off hours, so ~
James's stiff face seemed to extend throughout his body, and he didn't pick it up.
Zac looked back at James before going out. "Don't you answer it, maybe Weiss has a case to ask you to talk about." The "Little White" case.
James turned his head like a rusted machine. "Maybe it's my father or Kate!" Yes, James didn't dare to pick it up. He was afraid ... feeling like it was coming.
Zac tilted his mouth and returned to the desk, picking up the receiver, "Grand Funeral Home."
"Do I need to start looking for new accommodation?"
Zach listened to the words in the receiver and glanced at James because the voice was Miley Liszt.
"Why do you ask that?" Zack did not respond to the ceremonial greeting, temporarily delaying the time James stiffened to realize who was on the phone.
"Kate didn't call you there, hum, she's coming back." Miley's voice seemed disdainful.
"How do you know?" Zack continued to ask questions.
"Who thought you told her that James was there with you?" He asked, of course, "Oh, I specifically waited for so long before calling. So? Should I start looking for a new place?"
Zac twitched his lips and glanced at James again, thinking a little, "I'm not sure now, it's better to call you tomorrow and ask." He just hung up.
James was still stiff, but he still asked, "Who."
"Selling things." Zac went out again.
"At this time?" James clearly didn't believe it.
"Then you'll be on the phone tomorrow and wait." In James's somber face, Zac left the office. But after two seconds, the phone rang again. Zac stood outside the door to see if James would pick it up.
James stared at the vibrating phone for a while, his face darkened even more.
Zac came in again with no expression, picking up the receiver, "Grand Funeral Home."
"Zac." Zac was called over there first, and then, "Do you know where your wife is now?"
Zac thought for a while who was responding to this voice, "Tea?" Now, Jessica manages the fallen angel of the Patton demon, tea while Jessica goes to the middle to save the fallen angel companion. Then, "Murphy Assamette is not my wife." This must be corrected.
"Oh." Fallen Angel Tea responded, "Then she and other men are in the Yuri hotel, it shouldn't be something you care about, right."
Yes, this tactful way of notification.
Zac pouted, "You are right, I don't care." Fake, Zac frowned, "Who is it."
"Your former friend, Noe Repett in a private office."
"What are they doing."
"I don't know, the demons cannot get close."
Zac grabbed his cheek with the hand holding the earpiece to avoid convulsions, "When."
"We discovered it last night, they never came out." Fallen Angel Tea, a little cute, "Um ... so, they have been there for a day and night. I did n’t know if I wanted to tell you at first, hesitated For a long time ... "It should be the same, after all, he is still groping Zac's temperament.
Everyone must understand that the entire federation, only Barton, has accepted fallen angels. In a unique way, not only has the demon perfectly integrated into human society, but also has the luck to become the only demon in the federation and all aliens (including angels) A city where humans live in peace.
And the credit for all this is Zac. Tea, don't want to offend Zac.
But the only thing that is a bit speechless is that tea used a less ‘correct’ event to explore Zac ’s personality.
"Continue to help me stare at the Yuri Hotel." Zac asked so ... No, the other party was asked to do a small favor.
"I will." Will the fallen angel tea misunderstand anything, it depends on God's will ... "Do you need the room number where they are located?"
"Uh no." Zach shook his head instinctively, "Just help me look good. If there is any movement, let me know."
movement. Ah. Fallen Angel Tea has been quiet for a while, "I still tell you the room number, even if there is" movement "my men (devil) can't get close."
"No, no more ..."
"1011." Fallen Angel Tea still said, and soon, "That's all, I hung up."
What can Zack say? "Hang it." Put down the receiver, tear off a note, and write "Yuri, 1011".
James was still stiff, watching Zac write notes, "What is this."
Zac glanced at James and hesitated a little. Now giving James a distracting thing seems to be a good choice. "It's Murphy and Noir's room number at the Yuri Hotel." Post-it notes were posted on the calendar, and the words continued, "The devil found they were already inside Day and night. "
James' stiff body moved. He moved his shoulder a bit, causing his neck to crook. He looked at Zac skewed like this, "What are they doing?"
Zac walked out and replied, "The devil can't get close."
James's reason is sober, "If Nuo gave up human life and was bewitched by your ex-wife to become Assamite, then this sin is made by you!" This is absolutely malicious.
Zac is also not polite, looking back, "Why, because the humans around Nuo are sadly reminded to live in life choices? Huh, humans, how 'positive role models'."
Everyone knows how easy it is for a personal attack to rise to a racial attack.
James stopped talking, his body resumed his actions, grabbed the sticky note attached to the calendar, and rushed out when he got up.
Zac glanced at it, and said nothing more. He was supposed to find something for Zac. Shaking his head, adjusting his emotions, rejuvenating his body and mind, striding high and looking for Louise.
As you all know, we cannot continue to follow the progress in Grande. Let's look away and see ... Yuri Hotel, 1011. What a couple of inter-ethnic men and women who have stayed here day and night.
Believe me, if you want to watch, we have to pay close attention, we all know that when James rushes in, we ca n’t see it ~
"I can bear it!" Nuo's voice, in a heavy gasp, still kept his persistent voice, "More! Let me bear more!"
"No, you can't." Murphy's calm voice unexpectedly met this situation at this time. "Your human body can only bear so much." Murphy's hand ... erased Nuo's broad back ... …wound.
Nuo turned over, his body, without a coat, but his skin was as shiny and smooth as a baby. Nuo's breathing was still heavy, then, it became soft and soft, "Well, you are right, I need to rest for five minutes ..." The large chest fluctuations prove his weakness.
"Ten minutes." Murphy calmed down and expanded Nou's rest time, got up and walked to the small bar in the room. "" There was no tone, "Don't tell Zack what happened between us."
"Humph." Nuo seemed to hear something of disappointment, and stretched out his hand and pulled a blanket around him. "I have no reason to tell him."
Murphy shook his head as if to remind, "You have let your emotions control your words and deeds."
Nuo Instinct frowned, "Sorry."
"Don't be sorry." Murphy still has no tone. "You are human, this is your flaw, you need to admit it, and then overcome it by training."
Nuo took a deep breath, nodded, and lifted his head to empty the glass and set it aside. Looking at Murphy, there seemed to be doubts on his face, "I do have a question, can I ask?"
"Ask." Simply.
"Why do you do this?"
doing what? Let's look around.
The room conditions of the Yuri Hotel are good ~
The point is not this, but ... iron chains, holsters, metal torture ... Then let's go back to the skin that Nuo exposed from the blanket, as smooth as a baby ... understand, if you don't understand.
Nuo's question continues, "Isn't this contrary to your clan's philosophy?"
"Why do you think so?" Murphy gave a clear question, "What do you think is the Assamite clan?"
"Uh, I have some inquiries. I know that your current Assamette has no emotions and only keeps rational vampires ..." When Nuo said 'vampires', he showed the same annoying expression as when he heard Zach just now. , "But I know that you are a twin clan, Assamite is reason, and there is a setter that represents emotion." Nuo had an action, "You are two parts of humanity, separated." The hands together are separated The following is the real doubt, "What you are doing now is to eliminate part of you."
"Destroy?" Murphy continued to use the question, but this was a rhetorical question, "You think it's simulated torture." Murphy pointed to the torture tools around them. "Is it for you to destroy the emotional part of your humanity?"
Nuo opened his mouth. "No? I thought the only reason I kept myself in these tortures was reason."
"You are right." Murphy looked at Nuo, "but you misunderstood one thing. Human beings can never eliminate emotions. The only thing you can do is to make reason more powerful and let reason overcome emotions. This is us Doing. "
"Oh ..." Nuo frowned, his doubts were not resolved, so, "Then why do you want to help humans exercise reason." Nuo looked around, inexplicably embarrassed, "I can feel it, this is absolutely This is not the first time you have done this kind of thing. "
Um, to simulate torture. The role of the tortured person here is naturally the need to exercise. Then, the abuser, hey, and the guy who is also responsible for healing the wounds of the exercised person is naturally Murphy.
"Because, some people are too important for the interests of our clan. And we can't afford it. With a half-and-half chance, these people become the least useful Seth when we are recruited. So, we train these people." Murphy Look at Nuo.
"I'm important? For your Assamite clan?" Nuo was a little embarrassed.
"Yes." Murphy got up and pulled off the blanket on Nuo's body. "It's ten minutes."
No, ten minutes have not arrived, but anyone who wants to correct Murphy ...