Chapter 25: Grand Basement

On the second floor of the Grand House, Zac's room is the largest. August 1 ■ Chinese? Text ★ Net. ww.81zw.com ● This used to be the old Grand living room, which Zac inherited. It ’s just that Zac rarely uses it. He has a basement, so this room becomes Grand ’s public entertainment room, because the only TV is here.
Louise originally lived here. Later, because old Hank, who often watched TV, was "disgusted", he occupied a new room. Fortunately, Grande's rooms are really many. After understanding the old Hank's person, Louise doesn't mind, but no one comes to disturb at any time, she is more free.
Now everyone in the Grand House is sitting here, with tapes of various covers scattered on the ground, and the lights on the machine under the TV are on. Benjamin frowned at Matthew, who was almost sticking his finger on the screen, presumably to educate the young wolf's hidden knowledge again.
Because there is no bedroom after all, there is no sand here. Everyone is sitting by the bed. Matthew ’s position is vacant. Mike just wanted to fill it, and was stared by Old Hank, honestly nested behind.
Zac pursed his lips. Mike was lucky. Every time he came to Grande, Grande could have something new for him to play with. However, I don't know if this guy will be bored in the next few days.
Zac did not disturb the people watching the movie and walked to Louise's room. Danny is also watching movies, so Louise, who went to visit customers in the morning, should be back.
Pushing open the door of Louise's room, the beautiful woman was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the paper was spread in front of her, but her posture was not very beautiful, frowning and concentrating, er, pinching her heel.
Zac's voice alarmed Louise, and she sat down quickly, looking embarrassed.
Zac smiled and stood next to her, pulling her ankle and rubbing her fingers keenly, "So I'm more balanced."
Louise pushed Zac away with a smile. Of course she knew what Zac was talking about, but women's heart for maintaining the image was heavier than men's. Louise is not going to give up her image completely like Zac.
"I used to wear high heels all day before. Eight ▼ one ■ Chinese? ● www.81zw.com ★" seems to be complaining, Louise winks at Zac, "I'm lazy here."
Zac raised an eyebrow. "Really? Then we need to exercise more ..."
Louise pushed Zac away again. He smiled and glared at Zach. "Work!" Louise pointed to the document in front of him. "Dylan's funeral, we have to prepare!"
Zac picked up a piece of paper at random, and Louise's words were beautiful. The neat and clear lists of Dylan's family's requests. The vampire was surprised, "Who will pay for the funeral?"
Although Zach knew that the income from the work of Dylan ’s doorman was definitely above the average of the Patton citizens, but what he saw, apart from the exaggeration of the statue without Gabriel, from the appearance of the body to the coffin to the cemetery Choices are very high specifications.
"Smith." Louise shrugged. "His mother told me that because Dylan was an accident at work, the entire cost was paid by Smith." Louise's fingers were on the paper. "These are actually all The people of Smith asked to add. "
Louise picked up another piece of paper. "They also asked us to book the church. I've been to the church and gave the request to the priest." Louise's face was a little disappointed, and apparently also knew the changes in the church of the Son.
Zac picked up the church arrangement, and Louise drew a simple seat map. Zac looked at the name that was not filled between the seats and raised his eyebrows. "Are these all Dylan's relatives and friends?"
Louise turned his head to the side. "It was also added by Smith."
Zac shook his head helplessly. This was Dylan's funeral or Smith's. However, Smith will use this opportunity as a form, so that some people are really understandable.
"Where is Dylan?" Zac put down the paper in his hand, not interested.
"Basement." Louise replied. Then blinked, "Both are in the basement." Laughing, "Danny said so."
The two mean that an unbearable corpse that needs extra repair and an undead dead soul, everyone knows. Eight? ▼ One? Chinese ● Net. ww. 八 1zw.com?
Zac sighed. He stood up and looked at Louise helplessly and left the room.
Grand ’s direct internal staircase connected down to Zac ’s exclusive bedroom and storage room. Zac walked up the outdoor back porch to see the sun that had been attached to the roof, and walked toward the coffin display room near Old Hank .
The "L" shaped Grand House has a protruding side door on the east side of the long side. As a vampire, Zack does not like it. Zakra opened the door, and the darkness was dispersed by the slanting sunlight. Zac's hand rested on the stair railing directly down, and closed the door behind him, and went down in the darkness.
The further down, the more obvious the smell of a chemical that makes the vampires disdain. Disdain? Yes, vampires disdain everything that has antiseptic effects. This is the vampire's inexplicable ethnic pride, feel it.
At the end of the stairs, Zac turned on the lights.
In the audible noise, the brief flashing stopped, and everything in the room was illuminated by the incandescent lamp.
The pale gray iron cabinet is leaning against one side, and there should have been a chill out, but because the business volume of the Grand House is really speechless, it is just like the iron wall cabinet, and it can't give any special a feeling of.
On the opposite side of the 'wall cabinet' is a metal workbench, tools like surgical operations and gloves are placed on it, and a few white coats are hung on the hanger on one side, which can be seen after a little recognition. This is Alice's Body type. The only coldness came from the stone platform in the middle. That's right, there were two basements like the Grand House, which was occupied by Zac. Such a stone platform was filled into a hollow for ice cubes, and became a vampire bed.
The cyan figure stood on the side of the stone platform. Zach walked to the stone platform, opened the plastic bag, glanced at it, frowned, and then pulled it back.
"I'm decaying." Dylan stared at the plastic bag in front of him, making no statement.
"Very slow." Zach raised an eyebrow. "But. This is a natural rule." Racial pride.
"Shouldn't you put me in the freezer, or something." Dylan's eyes drifted toward the row of 'wall cabinets' that weren't working.
Zac shook his head. "Tonight, Alice will organize it for you." It seems to want to live up to the atmosphere. "Don't worry, you won't dissolve in one night."
Dylan glanced at Zach and covered his face with a veil. "This is not funny."
Zac pouted, patting Dylan's shoulder comfortably, his hand stretched out in the air, and then deliberately made a sly expression, and then he slapped his hand on the plastic bag. The vampire pinched the noisy bag, "I think I patted your shoulder."
The vampire is showing a point of view, showing a reality.
The yarn on Dylan's face was uncertain, and eventually disappeared. "They hijacked my funeral."
Although the ‘I’ name is still used, the vampire knew that Dylan had received his message, which was only the most accurate way of expression.
"It doesn't matter." Zack smiled, took the gloves from the workbench and put them on, put on an apron that didn't fit well, and then completely opened the plastic bag. Began to mend her shoulders.
Alice does not like this job, it is a type that does not mind, after all, death has become a fact, Alice will not have unnecessary psychological burden. So Zac simply wanted to reduce Alice's workload.
"Are you back, that Michelle is safe?" Zac's movements are not gentle, fingers covered in black gloves rudely opened his skin and muscles, and he didn't care. Fiddles with joints.
When Zac turned back to the needlework, Dylan tried to keep calm and said, "Yes. I don't know what you did later, but she received a call again and told her that she wouldn't have instructions anymore."
Dylan watched the vampire squeeze a needle and began to sew, and his voice trembled with a broken thread. "And, moreover, some people came, and said that she was protected."
"Oh." Zach's movements are fast, and it's speechless that Zak seems to have the talent to be a surgeon. Although he doesn't see any signs of sewing, if he uses medical sutures, the object is not The corpse is a living person, I believe that it will not take long for the scar to disappear, "So have you seen the demon?"
Dylan looked at Zach, who looked down at his work and didn't know what he was thinking, "They said they were Crowley's. Who is Crowley, and you asked me to find someone at Mary's Church."
"She." Zach was very satisfied with his craft, but immediately he frowned, because after going to the "accident" scene yesterday morning, he knew that Dylan actually died because he was stuck in the truck and the wall. In between, it is dragged to death, so neither the face nor the bones inside the body are complete, which can be described by collapse.
Zach's mumbled words seem to disgust, "No wonder so many requests."
In front of Dylan's face covered in gauze, Zac opened the front chest of 'Dylan' stitched at the time of the autopsy. "What are you doing." Dylan suppressed his emotions. He knew the truth, but ...
Zac impatiently walked to the cabinet by the wall, frowning and picking something, "Did you not see your family's request? They need you to normally say goodbye, is your body like that normal?" Picked up and pulled two pieces of stuffing that seemed to be wood, hesitated and turned to look at Dylan, "Are you here to choose?"
Zach reminded Dylan not to forget, so he suppressed his sense of power and pointed to the side.
Zac nodded, "Good choice."
"Oh right, Crowley." Zach walked back to the stone platform and began to stop. "She is the demon leader of the city of Barton. If you want to advance normally, you still need her. Uh, there." Seems to remember something, "She is the one who threatens you to record." Despite the reaction of Dylan next to him, Zach's hand fiddled with him, "Just now, I went to Smith and took everything This person pushed onto Yuri. Well, now you are all on schedule. "
Zac pushed the opened chest back and smiled, "How is it, Dylan, I got the chest muscles for you. You will look more upright in a formal suit." (To be continued.)