Chapter 3: Words in short distance

"Sorry for the interruption before. Swastika? One §? Chinese §? Web w, w`w`., 8, 1`z-w.com" The car just left Grand ’s backyard, and Zach on the co-driver Apologies to Blake.
"It's okay, how is Louise?" Blake held the steering wheel. After lunch, he gave up and could talk to Zac again. Unexpectedly, Zac took the initiative to ask him to send him a ride. The reason is, of course, Zack was summoned by the police station as a witness.
Zac frowned, and now he couldn't answer this question. He held his mouth silent for a while, and when the scenery outside the car window changed from dirt road to highway 27, he directly changed the topic, "You seem to have something to tell me."
"Oh." Blake naturally didn't ask. "At home ... at Stone Manor, I attended a few banquets with the family. You know, the daily life of the Westside people is actually boring, and the spare time is that ..."
"He doesn't know." Suddenly, the undead Jackson who pretended to be "sitting" in the back seat, had a strange tone. "Grand's amateur life, one thing after another, can't stop at all. . "
Zac ignored it and continued to confront Blake, "Is there anything special happening at the banquet?"
"Yeah." Blake gave Jackson an expression that didn't intervene from the rearview mirror. After all, Zach just took the ride to the Southern District Police Station. The drive was very short. What needs to be said needs to be finished in this short time. , No time to be interrupted.
"Although I rarely lived in Barton since college, most of the banquet planners in the West Side knew it. I saw too many when I was a kid. Some waiters and suppliers are at least familiar." Blake was going to intervene again in Jackson. Take the lead when saying 'Me too', "Basics in the West End are basically the same."
Zac nodded, expressing no opinion and beckoning to continue.
"For example, you had attended the dinner of Mrs. Quinn before, well, the one that nominally returned to Pooch from the nursing home. The banquet supplies were handled by a contractor named Sheila ..."
"Sheila." Zac suddenly chimed in. The ugly woman at Cliff's wedding, combined with the mermaid, gave birth to the maternal line of the Kraken and the Wraith, the Wing Man. "Mrs. Sheila, we know."
There was doubt in Blake's face.
"She's a wing man." Zac glanced sideways at Jackson. "One of the aliens who lived in the Western District, now the material supplement of Bishape Manor is that she helps the demon Lily. Sheer's evil spirit characteristics It ’s hard to maintain the estate.
It ’s a small explanation for the situation, no matter how much Blake can understand.
You mentioned her specifically, and what you ’re going to say. Is it related?

"Uh ..." Blake shook his head and pressed back the question "Is there still many aliens in the Western District" that the first reaction wanted to ask, "No, no, just an example, but when En mentioned her, it would be It ’s hard to ignore the thought of her.
Because it ’s too ugly, the picture in my head is too strong. ¤? Bayi Chinese website w-w, w`. -8`1, z, w,. `c`o-m
Blake pursed his awkwardly. Now that Zac knows, Zac must understand, "Anyway, she and our family are long-term cooperative merchants. Most of the banquets are through her, but this time the banquet at Quinn Manor is not her."
Blake frowned, telling what he wanted to express as clearly as possible, "After Becky ’s transport car exploded, Quinn ’s banquet was mainly for charitable donations. Mrs. Quinn wanted to mobilize everyone to provide some for the injured. Help. Most families have participated, like Smith, Barton, Falcon. Some media in the North ... We Stone, even Pixar, who has been away from the West for a long time, after all, Pixar Department Store first responded and began ambulance work. "
Zac didn't rush. If Blake feels the need for these presentations, it's not bad to listen.
"Then nothing happened, I was banned. The family didn't want me to talk nonsense when there was media, um ..." He glanced at Jackson in the rearview mirror, not to mention, Zac understood it. "So I'm bored, just wandering outside the manor. Then, it happened accidentally ..."
Blake's expression began to be serious. "Mr. Smith was talking with an Indian who I didn't know outside the meeting place. It seemed that they did not want to be disturbed. Now I stopped, and introduced me to the etiquette."
Zac already had a hunch. The clue is slightly more obvious. The Indians in the Western District are still at Quinn's banquet.
"Boyson, Smith introduced him as the material supplier for this banquet." Blake went on to say, "I didn't think anything. It's normal for Mrs. Quinn to know some Indians. After basic socializing, I I left. I do n’t know if Mr. Smith and he continued talking, but, at the end of the banquet, when everyone was ready to leave, this person, uh, the supplier Boyson found me, he ... uh, it seemed Interested in me. "
Damn Blake, he blushed! Uh.
Zac felt that Blake's dangerous thoughts should be dispelled as soon as possible. Although most of the In'an people are tall and strong, perhaps it is of the Blake type, but ... everyone knows, that is Boyson!
"Boyson is a wizard. Now I can tell you clearly that he is my enemy." Zach said very directly. "His relationship with Mrs. Quinn, Mrs. Quinn came to me a few days ago. , Clearly stated that it is troubled, so do n’t believe what the supplier said, this guy is very dangerous. "
Zac narrowed his eyes. "And I can probably guess that he is close to Smith's purpose." Don't forget who made Barton's local ‘Valmina’!
"But I'm not worried about Smith." Zac smiled slightly in the corner of his mouth, and everyone should not forget that Boyson's name has been clearly told by Benjamin to play Eve Rimmer in Smith! Boyson approached Smith and was looking for his own way. If Boyson ’s luck is good enough, he does n’t need Zac to engage in any hostile relationship with Zac, and he is ruined by the plagiarism of Rimmer ’s ‘Valmina’. Bayi Small № said network w, w`w-. , 81zw. com
Zac again looked at Blake, who was trying to digest, "You don't seem to have finished."
"Yes ... yes." Blake now seems to be in a terrible situation, and no matter what he says, Zack will add a lot of disturbing information. But the real anxiety was about to begin, "He said something that I didn't quite understand. He said, I quote," I have something that amazes him "."
Damn Blake, his face was red again.
But immediately, he shook his head and discarded this shameful performance, "Just after that banquet. I now start to see some strangers, men, but all ... well, beautiful." Blake frowned. It seems that he doesn't like beautiful men ... I'm sorry, it's not time to focus on what type Blake likes.
"After finishing the work arranged by the mayor, I have nothing to do at home. In order to avoid some disputes with my parents, I usually avoid the meal time these days. I settled outside. Then I will show these people, They always appear around me and pay attention to my actions. Sometimes even when I return to the manor, they can still be seen outside the manor, when they want to face off, or when they notify the security guard, they disappear. I think they are Follow me ... "
Blake will continue to say that Zac raised his hand and interrupted.
With a thoughtful expression, he glanced sideways at Jackson. "I think I know what Boyson said. And I know what those who are following you." Zack ripped the corner of his mouth and looked back. "I First confirm one thing, did these people disappear after returning to the North District? "
"Um." Blake nodded.
Zac also nodded, "What Boyson said to amaze him is the contract John put on you and Jackson. Boyson is Papa's midnight man, John is able to modify Papa's midnight witchcraft The wizard, Papa is the ancestor of the wizard at midnight. Can you understand these connections. "
Blake opened his mouth and nodded reluctantly.
"As for the beautiful men." Zack shook his head. "It's a sea monster, a sea monster modified by Papa at midnight. Just like a monster, there is no male, and there is no racial inheritance. There was an inexplicable fire in the southern and northern areas. You should have heard It ’s them.
Zac pouted.
In simple terms, it ’s the south and north areas of Barton that were set up to ban them from being modified by Papa ’s midnight.
Zac shrugged. It ’s also John ’s masterpiece. "
So in the north and south of the world that changed the rules of the world, the world punishment wiped out the modified sea monster. However, in the Western District, there are still retained.
We all ignored it before. The purpose of Papa to make these variants of Krakens at midnight is unclear. No one has considered these soy sauce things that haven't appeared before, and they can show up in the West End.
"Uh ..." Blake seemed to have a hard time understanding, but he still tried to continue. "Then, it can explain some things. Well, that's why I want to talk to you about this."
The car began to slow down, and the Southern District Police Station was already in view.
Blake's face was hard to look at, "Whether it's a lunch break or a night's sleep these days, I keep repeating the same dreams. I don't think it's normal. It's probably related to interracial."
Zac raised his eyebrows and tried to correct them. Interracial is normal, but most people don't understand it. Forget about it, Blake should realize this by himself.
"Dream, these strange, beautiful men sing at me. I can't understand the language they sing at all, but the weird thing is that I know the meaning-'Save us, help us get rid of Boyson, save us. '"
"Hello verbose." Jackson found a chance to intervene in the silence between the two in the front seat. "I'm not going to finish this first. Let's start from the beginning. Is it a shame to dream of a man singing? Does it embarrass you?" first……"
"The Kraken, like the charming demon, uses sound to seduce." Zac interrupted Jackson. "You are not dreaming, you are seduce."
"Oh." Jackson's head crossed the gap between the front seats and looked at Blake's blushing face. "That's really shameful enough."
Blake's hand flicked Jackson backwards, frowning tightly, "Then what should I do."
"Stay in the North Zone." Zac frowned, and he was already thinking about other things. "Boyson and the male Krakens can't enter the North and South Zones, and you won't be harassed here. "
Harassment-harassment-yes, this is Zac's characterization of the strange encounter that Blake takes advantage of this ride. It's just a few strange dreams, and there is really nothing to worry about.
And the Kraken that Zac knows is not just a strange dream. Remember the strongest looting race? The charming demon Lilly took over the Bishape Manor, and these male sea monsters can do nothing but make Blake blush. If they are people of other attributes, it is estimated that they will not be taken seriously at all.
And what do they mean by the message they convey in the charm, save them?
The siren that lacks heritage has appeared in Papa ’s midnight re-creation. This should be the gospel of their race and what needs to be saved.
"Just, is that all right? Then, they sing ..."
Zac waved his hand. "It sounds like they are asking for help. The reason is probably the same as Boyson is interested in you. He thinks that witchcraft can help them. And the contract witchcraft on your body is because John put it, so they feel hopeful. But, in fact, we do n’t know how to do witchcraft, do we?
Zac spread his hands.
You have time, you can ask John and Spella.

This is what I mean.
Zac did n’t think it was enough. He glanced at Blake, who nodded seriously and considered Zac ’s suggestion.
But you do n’t have time. When this vacation ends, you have to be busy Anthony ’s campaign. Do n’t be distracted.

Blake opened his mouth and nodded. "Yes, yes."
Zac smiled and patted Blake on the shoulder, the other hand was already unfastening the seat belt, the police station arrived, "Thank you for taking me on a journey. Don't think about it, now you should fully realize that some things are If you are out of your ability, just do what you can do well. This ... "Zuck pushed the door open, looked at the gate of the Southern District Police Station, and twitched his lips." This is for everyone, including Me, too. "
Yes, Zac doesn't yet know why he was called to the police station! Hopefully, Wes, who has come here at the gate of the police station, can give himself a hint.
Blake's car turned around and left, and Zac also raised his hand, blocking Welsh from facing the sun. It is worth noting that there were several band-aids on Weiss's face, which was a bit of a joy.
"You know I was called as a witness?" Zac smiled in the shadow's face.
"I know." Weiss' voice was low, and Zac would turn around with Hou Xun, showing the way to lead the way, but looking around, he obviously did not want to be revealed that he was leaking the police process in advance. "
Zac raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He walked beside Wes and stepped into the police station.
"The missing nursing home male nurse you brought to my attention before, he came back, yesterday." After entering the police station, Weiss's voice was quieter, "Because of his disappearance, he is a suspect of nursing fire, but He said he was with you when the fire broke out, and you are the witness that he was out of suspicion. "
Zac listened to Weiss and looked at the Southern District Police Station, which was a bit empty. The reason was that Zac was aware that he was rushed to the North District Police Station yesterday afternoon.
This is not the time to explain. Weiss had to finish what he said on the journey that led Zac to the hearing room, "It was time to summon you. But the North District Police attack was too sudden, and everyone was pumped away, plus I did n’t want to be turned over in the case board of the nursing home before I went to it (because it was not resolved last time, it ca n’t be done). I left him temporarily for a day, and I will tell you to come over today. "
Zac nodded slightly and said he knew, and he had seen the door of the interrogation room.
"He knows what you are, I mean he knows you are sucking ..." There was already a police officer holding a document behind Weiss walking towards this side.
Wes failed to say more-
"Rookie! Give me and this ..." The police officer flipped through the documents. "Mr. Grand, pour two cups of coffee!" The guy smiled at Zac and pushed the door of the interrogation room open, "Please come in, It ’s okay, just a while.
(To be continued.)