Zac sat at James' desk, staring at the busy policemen around. This stupidity is just a relative state. When all the creatures around him are busy doing something, Zac is like a missing part. He does not know the meaning of his existence and is put aside, looking at precision, complexity, The machine named World is tightly driven by other parts, and Zac himself is redundant.

"Who made you sit here?"

Finally, someone spoke to Zac.

Zac turned his head and looked at a woman ’s face. Uh, it seemed that he was James ’direct boss and the leader of the homicide group. When I saw me waiting for Detective Lance, let me in. "

The female team leader frowned, "So you're not here to take Chapman's belongings that we might have missed?" He raised his mouth, "Forget it." Who doesn't know the owner of the Grand Funeral Home Hehe, not just the funeral operators, "What about the person you're looking for? What about Lance?" A look at Wes' empty desk, "What about Wes?"

The significance is that none of the partners are seen.

Zac shook his head and unavoidably noticed the document in the hands of the team leader, with a red 'murder' printed on the cover.

The female team leader's eyes followed Zac's eyes to the file in his hand, as if instinctive, and the hand holding the file was back behind his back.

Zac immediately smiled consciously, turned his eyes away, and began to carefully observe the debris on James' desk. Photos, pencils, pencil sharpeners and the like ...

The female team leader looked at Zac for a while without a friendly expression. This is not a threat, but ... an expression of mental state. She turned back to the office and dropped a sentence, "When Lance and Wes decide to show up, let them come to see me."

"Comply." Zac agreed.

Then continue to be stupid.

Being stupid does n’t mean that Zac has n’t gotten anything. Hey, after all, he is a vampire who goes deep into the police station. All kinds of information that Zac wants to know and do n’t want to know, ignore Zac ’s will and show it in Zac ’s senses.

For example, Zack knew that the North District Police had established a team to investigate the cause of the Massa Port disaster. The clear message now is that the cargo ship that caused the incident clearly violated the Port of Massa ’s regulations-sailing again within 12 hours of being fully loaded into the port, which is far less than the mandatory overhaul and maintenance cycle of the Port of Massa and the crew ’s The length of work breaks.

But we did n’t ignore one thing. The Republican who had entrusted our ancestors ’office and smuggled into Barton was on that boat, and then the little white gang wanted to transfer out the live corpses of Barton on that boat.

This is an explanation.

According to this trend, I feel that the responsible party for this disaster has fallen.

"Who made you sit here!"

The same words, different tone and voice.

Zach looked back, "Detective Lance ~" put a surprise on his face, "You finally appeared ~ I waited a long time ~"

James was too lazy to answer the call, pulled Zack away from the seat, sat down by himself, pulled the drawer away and threw a sealed document bag into the drawer.

Zac heard the sound and speculated, "Is this Orlando Fisker's certificate."

James stared at Zac and closed the drawer hard.

Zac tilted his head and glanced at Weiss, "Your team leader, let me talk, you appear, go find her. It seems there is a case."

Wes, who had just sat down, had no expression, and immediately stood up again. He nodded to Zac as a thank-you message, and took a step first.

As for James, before leaving his seat, he glared at Zac, "Don't, move, mine, things, civilians!"

As if Zac would listen.

Sit back in James's seat, Zac opened James' drawer directly, and the sealed document bag just opened. Sure enough, it was Orlando Fisker's certificate and some documents.

Zac flipped through and took out a document, which was an appraisal.

Obviously, Orlando Fisker's document is true. Identity cards, social security, driver's licenses, passports ... are all produced and issued by the federal federal authorities. The federal state recognizes the existence of Orlando Fisker. Furthermore, the world recognizes the existence of Orlando Fisker.

However, Zac's next review of the document also illustrates one thing-Orlando Fiske does not exist.

James has useful documents to prove that, first of all, Orlando Fiske's birth does not exist. James has transferred the hospital records on the birth certificate, the date of Orlando Fiske's birth, there is no record that this person was pulled from a woman's body ...

It ’s not that I ’m going to describe it in such a malicious way, it ’s James ’notes on the document with clearly visible anger. The kind of pen power that penetrates the paper quickly.

Then, the life of Orlando Fiske does not exist. The school he graduated from, there was no record of this person's student number. His social security records show no signs of medical treatment or work. his……

Zac frowned, now that he knew what James and Weiss were doing when they were out of office, but, at the same time, there was Orlando Fisker, at least not a threat to replace James ’identity Now, because this person does not exist on the physical level.

I do not know if you have used fake documents, I hope not. But the meaning of using fake documents is when the world needs to verify your identity ... For example, if you are old enough to use alcohol, you are misled.

Yes, misleading, this word is correct, after all, it is a fake document. What if these documents, which are only slightly misleading and fake, are genuine documents issued by legal authorities?

Therefore, it can be concluded from the fact that Orlando Fisker has comprehensive, true, and documentary evidence. If James uses this Orlando Fisker's certificate, what kind of activities do he perform, and if he meets the moment when his identity needs to be verified by the world, James is Orlando Fisker.

The identity has been replaced by ‘crisis’, not James, but Orlando Fiske, whose physics does not exist.

Someone is making arrangements for James. When James Lance's identity is not suitable for activities in this world, James can use it.

Zack withdrew the document, put it back in the drawer, and continued to stare at the things on James' desk.

Zac already has a very clear conclusion, I believe James also has it. To discuss this matter, it is impossible to be at the police station anyway ...

The hint is a picture on James' desk. I don't know if you remember, there was a picture of him and his father on James' desk. there's no more.

To arrange a full set of legal documents for a person who does not exist on the physical level, this guy must be in a high position, right? Huh, it's only when he is still in high position. As we know, Kate, after collecting evidence, is coming back.

Zac stayed for about ten minutes, James and Wes are back.

Unsurprisingly, James had the murder case just taken by the team leader.

Zac was very conscious this time and took the initiative. I don't want James Weiss to be ready to sit down. The two grabbed their coats and were about to leave.

"Keep up!" James glared at Zac before leaving.

"Oh ~" Zac trot to keep up.

Being able to get on the police car for two consecutive days is a very special experience for a civilian. Especially for the first time the owner of the police car was still hanging, Zac was very low profile, "What case?"

James, who was driving, did not answer, and Wes, who read the document, replied, "One of the Indians in Paisin was murdered." He handed a document he had already read to Zach.

Because the action of handing police documents to a civilian was too smooth, Wes was glared by James. Wes yelled back, "What did you stare at me. You lived with him for so long, I have stared at you for the police documents you showed him?"

James drove with a somber face.

Zac had no intention to provoke this harmonious partner relationship, looking at the document, "I know this man is dead, he is a wizard under Spibel." Frowning, "How could this incident fall on the police?"

This question is a bit offending. Any case that happens to legal citizens will fall into the hands of the police. After all, this is why citizens pay taxes. But at least no one in this car felt offended. We are all practical, one of the people of Siberia is dead, and in every sense, the police are unlikely to intervene. Spira will solve it by herself.

Zac took over the new document from Weiss. "Compulsive poisoning?" The document states that the deceased's body experienced a very bad allergic reaction and led to the eventual death. It also explains the reason for the murder judgment-the deceased has a lot of physical trauma, which means that the deceased was involuntarily exposed to allergic inducement.

"The corpse was found at home, but the initial identification of the deceased's home showed no signs of fighting, so the corpse was transferred." Zac handed another document.

Zac glanced, "Who reported the case?"

"Neighbor." Continue to hand the document to Zac.

Zack continued to watch, "Max? (Parallel importer who experienced the Newton werewolf battle with Benjamin) Uh, so the reporter and the deceased were both people of Sibella."

Weiss' brains turned quickly, "You mean the body transferred by Spira? And the case was deliberately brought into the police system?"

"I didn't say anything." Zac didn't want to reach any conclusion now, put down the document, glanced at the road ahead, and pouted, "Turn left and someone will pick us up."

James took a somber look.

"I'm still curious, who the police station we will rely on will investigate this case." Spella, on the public bench on the street ... feed the pigeons, "results, are you."

This is probably a deliberately planned appearance, hey, after all, a wizard, she is not surprising to feed sharks on the street.

The man in the car was not ready to get off, and gave it to Zac.

Zac stretched his head to Siberia, "Are you going back to Paisin, just right, stop by ~ detective Lance's car to go home, this treatment is not every day ~" Ke Ke will not lose Sibella.

Spella patted her shawl, drove away the pigeons, glanced at Zac, then rolled her eyes, got up, and walked over.

Gentleman Zach opened the door and gave up a convenient seat.

Getting in the car, while James turned back on, Spella told Zac, "Why are you here, too?" The kind of "you can't return" question.

"Coincidence." Zac also answered casually, all the documents he had just delivered to himself were all handed to Spella, of course, his eyes were asking for Weiss' consent.

Spira looked at it for a while, "It's not poison killing." He directly denied the police's judgment, "The cause of death is those bound wounds." After looking at Wes, who listened intently, "The body is bound in place and the soul is drawn. "

James was unsteady and almost hit the street lamp.

Understandably, Zack sorted out the words when Wess ’s face began to be uncomfortable. To Spella, “And you gave this case to the Patton Police Department.” Is n’t that harmful?

Spira glanced at Zac and continued, "We tried to save him." Looking at the photo attached to the file, "Because there is no soul, the body has begun to enter corruption, and the blood of the vampire does not work."

Zac pursed his lips without interrupting.

"But fortunately, in our laboratory, there is a sea monster experiment body, captured by the battle of Massa Port. We forced the sea monster to use the breath of life. At least let this body that has begun to corrupt regain life."

Zac said nothing.

Nasbella continued, "But, a body without a soul cannot sustain life." After looking at it and trying to hear it, Wes, who was repulsed by the whole body, deliberately, "At least for the human race, it is Such."

Almost at the end of the line, Wes gave up his efforts, picked up the map, concentrated on navigating James, "turn right ahead."

"I know how to drive to Paisin!"

This tacit understanding of the partners is really ‘good’.

Regardless of the two human beings, Zac spoke, not commenting on the behavior of Spira's disgusting detective. "The general was resurrected by the Kraken, it was the demon Mike who recalled the soul who was already in hell. Bella made up.

Spira completed it, "We can't find where his soul is." Looking at Zac, "Not in this world, not in the world of the Lord of Thieves." Shira, who is also speechless, does not miss any Opportunity to defame the faith of the Lord.

Zack ignored the latter sentence, "Not in this world?" Raised his hand and turned the thimble. Now is a good time for Sam to show his presence. Sam said aloud, "Give me some time to prepare, I can help you find his soul, no matter where he is, as long as he has existed." It is worthy of the tone of the soul expert.

"Well, give me time to prepare for me, I don't need others." Siberia is also a "complex network", and directly pressed Zac's hand with a thimble. "The problem is, we don't have time. We shouldn't have life. Things need to continue life. "

This is the progress of the topic. Zac took the prompt and looked at Spella, "You are going to save the life of this man using the Banlin technology of the Northland Tsimixi."

Spella didn't nod her head anymore, and then took up the document again, "Then there was a situation like an allergic reaction. His body seemed to ..." frowned, "Rejection should have provided him with life extension The environment began to violently destroy the body. All organs were swollen, inflamed, and stopped working. They could not save him. "

The car was quiet for a while. Zac looked out of the window and had entered Paisin's range. The detective was about to reach the location of the body. The discussion of the interracial part is enough for the time being, Zac redefines the topic, "Why was the Patton Police Department introduced?"

Spella put down the document, her eyes were unfocused, "He is a traitor, and Nofil discovered that he was collecting our research materials and dealing with unidentified people ..."

Uh. Turning point.

"But before we discover who his intelligence buyer is, we are not going to move him. Someone, be the first." Siberia finished her words and looked at Zac again.

Zac grinned, explaining to the two detectives, "You don't care who killed him, right? You just want to find out this guy's trading channel through police investigation."

"Yes, sort out the interpersonal network and find a dirty secret that someone hides under the surface. Isn't that the specialty of the police." Spella organized her shawl. "By the way, the police might catch a dangerous murderer , How good. "