People have a strange habit ... Maybe it's customs, I'm not sure-people really treat a place as a home, it's because of visitors.

Listen to me.

The people under this eave are forced to stand on the position of the owner, distinguishing guests who will leave after a lively moment, and the owner who has to stay and pack everything. When the responsibilities of the guest and the host are clearly divided, people have the consciousness of ‘oh, I am the host, this is my home’.

Celebrate the joy of moving. I think this is the name people give to this kind of thing.

Back to our story.

Zac did not move, his home, is the number of years home sent by Rut Lesenbra. So there is no celebration, the invasion is more suitable-

"Where is the housekeeper that Rosenbull originally assigned me?" Zac touched Nick around him. "I will not clean these things myself."

What to clean? Some ordinary things, overturned coffee tables, broken cups and plates, broken antique clocks, torn paintings, collapsed doors ... yes, ordinary things.

"I won't help you talk." Nick refused very simply. "Ask yourself." Nick was about to stay away from Zac, but was glared by a bad-looking policeman and decided not to move.

What time is it now? Oh, it's almost noon.

Yesterday the three vampires entered the desert in the sunset, and then returned to the city in the evening news. I went directly to the city museum and checked the historical documents of nearly three centuries until midnight. Then I went to Revrow's house to discuss matters. Out of the awkward communication method of Zach and Rut Lesenbula, this discussion was extremely inefficient and it was early morning.

Zac and Nick were home about 3 hours ago, and then spent 2 hours thinking about what happened in this family when they left here-basically Zac looked at Nick in the swimming pool in a daze.

An hour ago, a phone call from the hospital, "Where is my son?"

At this moment.

"We found blood on the stairs on the third floor." The policeman who glared at Nick, glared over again.

"Not me." Nick had no expression. "I told you. The blood on the balcony is the food I sprinkled. The rest has nothing to do with me."

The policeman looked at Zac.

"I haven't eaten at home." Zack answered with no expression. If you have any questions, I can only talk about blood control. Since entering the west, Zac has continued to control blood, and he will only use it when food is delivered to his mouth.

The police did not walk away, looking at Zac and Nick, as if waiting for something.

Zac didn't know what the other party was waiting for, and glanced at Nick.

Nick pouted, "He is waiting for one of us to confirm who the blood is. Save their blood test."

Zac raised an eyebrow, looked at the police, and sorted out his own words, "Is this my civil rights, or an obligation? Remind me, I'm new here."

The world difference between rights and obligations, do not need science.

The corner of the policeman's mouth twitched and walked away.

Nick watched the policeman walk away, looked back, and looked at Zac slightly confused, "I thought you would help?"

Zac was also confused, "Why?"

"Isn't your hobby in Barton just to help the police. When Anthony was not the mayor, and James."

It is Nick who is responding at this time, not human. So Zach does not have to say "universal values" as he does on a ship, but is very objective. "Anthony is because we first arrived in Barton. There are many restless interracial people in Barton. He is a friend and I am willing to help. James. "Zack shrugged." At first, I was just bored, and then ... forget it. "

Grand funeral life a year ago, hehehe. Looking back now, I can feel Zac waiting in the woods for Benjamin to go home, and seeing Benjamin return to the human form, carrying a dead human coming over, I feel a little excited ~

"Oh." Nick looked disappointed.

"Why your expression?" Zack didn't understand Nick's disappointment.

"Police don't like vampires. Whether they know vampires or don't, they don't like vampires." Nick shook his head. "Lessenbra tried a lot of things and didn't change the situation. I guess I just have some I hope you can fill our shortcomings in this regard. "

At this time, Zack did not understand, "Police, hate vampires?" This is unreasonable, especially in the western atmosphere, not to mention, "How do I hate things that I don't know?" Zach thought of someone. "Darcy?"

"Darcy? That guy who was transferred to your Patton?" Hey, I guess many of the names we are familiar with are true of the owners of the real West. It needs to be recalled to correspond, "Darcy is the heritage It ’s not a vampire. "

"So?" Zac didn't think Nick explained it clearly.

"Uh, this thing is unclear for a while. You can feel it for yourself."

Well, Zac temporarily accepted this reply. The fact that Zack is new has not changed, so for the West controlled by the Demon Feast, the tone of this place began-where blood can be purchased with money-unequal equality, began to fill the tone up on the right Understanding of this society.

"Hey! You." Nick picked up a passing policeman. "Whether you guys want to ask questions, don't ask me to leave, I'm busy."

Zac glanced at Nick, not ready to speak.

The policeman who was being pulled, without irritability, greeted and touched this note, and stood in front of the two vampires, saying, "Why not call the police early."

"We only came back in the morning and found out." Nick answered very briefly.

"It's not morning, it's noon." The police looked at Nick, and Zac was right. The guy's mouth pulled down. This is an expression of boredom and contempt. "You, newcomer. Zacary Grande ,Right."

Zac glanced at Nick and then the police. "Yes."

"I don't like Toredo." The policeman was not asking, but expressing his emotions, although no one cared about his mood.

Zac glanced at Nick again, his eyes were, ‘Is this normal? How should I react? ’

Everyone must understand Zac's confusion, just as if it is not suitable for questioning.

Nick just shrugged. It didn't help Zac. Zac looked back at the police. "No matter what you think of Torrido, I assure you that I'm the first real Torrido you see."

It just proved the culture shock. The police looked at Zach and said, "Huh." That's right, he snorted, "I don't care about what real Toledo, Mr. Zachary Grande." And, "You It ’s best to have a reasonable explanation. People are staying in a hotel on business, but you live in the most expensive villa in Vega. The owner of the funeral industry in the eastern town knows the mayor of Vega? We ca n’t write anything about this kind of thing. File. "

There was a sudden look on Zac's face.

It turns out so. This is why vampires are hated. Rule maintainers cannot like a class with privileges above the rules. This is a fact that has not changed in any era. Here, the counterparts are the police, and the master of the west-the vampire.

Okay, now that I understand this, Zack has a smile, "Then I won't explain, it's not my job."

When Nick laughed, the policeman's face became somber and accentuated, "Mr. Grand! Your employee's note."

Zac was waiting for a clear question, but he didn't, so he kept smiling.

"Huh. Danger," Danger "on the note. Do you understand what your employees are expressing?" Only the police who needed information could succumb.

"I don't understand." Zack replied quickly. "I'm not a human who cannot adapt to the environment. As far as I know, there is no creature here that can cross my will and threaten my life. So, I I don't understand what 'danger' means in his note. "

The policeman was stunned when he heard such an answer, and looked at Zac again. His emotions were a bit complicated, and then he fell into thought.

Instead, Nick was next to him. "Really? So confident?" It was a joke. "Why did you hide for a century." Maybe Nick is also really curious.

Zack replied, "I didn't hide." Sophistry, "Just nobody found me." And added, "Except for Craig."

The police are still thinking, so this short trouble will continue.

"No." Nick frowned, "It's us who found you first, uh, James found you. It's our feast, basically revealing your identity, and Barton's vampire is Toledo."

This must be corrected, "You didn't reveal anything, the wizard and fallen angel knew my identity before you. The original Rimmer (Eve), who was hiding in the middle, hit me in front of me, and Nofil (Dora, Bu M) I went to Barton. Any information about my identity was released by these channels down my mind. The feast, I really did n’t do anything. ”After the correction,“ Craig when I was in the Northland Just found me. "

More, it cannot be revealed for the time being, and the police's thinking is over.

Unexpectedly, what he thinks does not seem to be Zac's strength, but "where are your employees?" Is the attitude of asking questions.

"Dell Walker, not his original identity. This, I can let you save the tracing. His hometown is in the middle, Moriarty Manor." No one would think that the name of the Toledo site is called Toledo Manor. Well, a surname that cannot be iterated cannot be left in the literature, is n’t it?

The police took note and glanced at Zach, "So, he is not used to the west?" Just for confirmation. This also shows what the police were thinking about-motives, abduction motives.

"Very, uncomfortable. He knew that the aliens existed for no more than two weeks."

"Huh." The police's irritability reappeared, but apparently, it was no longer aimed at the two vampires. "So the suspect is a guy who can't predict the action at all.

"It's not completely unpredictable." Zach was quite steady. "He used to be a contract person, killing people, dealing with the scene. So, normal behaviors such as hiding whereabouts, making false appearances, He will probably use it for misleading investigations and the like. "

It didn't help the police's emotions at all. The police were more irritated and stared at Zac. "Do you have any worse information to tell me? Mr. Grand?"

"He writes a diary." Zac satisfied the opponent's eyes full of "knowledge", "helping him sort out what he wants to do."

So, don't make James embarrassed, sincerely, a policeman can't stand Zack.

The policeman took a deep breath with his eyes closed, "so it is a very difficult criminal to deal with with experience, calmness, and clear purpose! Too good, good!"

"In fact, this is the best situation."

I never said to ‘invade’ Zac ’s home, so Zac had to accept that he was the owner ’s guest, only the police. And this one--

With the help of Weiss, General Lance came over. The father of James.

Any anticipation of the image of a reputable general is not on General Lance ... He is just an uncle who is wearing a sick suit and has a larger body than the average person.

The only thing that shows a little of his character as a general is his voice. It ’s a bit like Old Hank ’s voice, which ca n’t be ignored. “He knows what he ’s going to do and what he ’s doing, so James just picked up the 'lucky charm' on the battlefield.” He didn't even look at Zac's Passing under Wes' help, the voice continued, "Leave the battlefield, he will return to the original owner."

Looking back, looking back and forth between Nick and Zac, "The blood on the stairs on the third floor is the blood of a vampire. I tasted it and probably saved me half a month of recovery time. No matter who you are, pay It will be delivered in the afternoon. "

"That's mine." Zach gestured, the kind that nodded, after all, judging the etiquette at this time by social status, it seemed a little bit complicated at the magic banquet ... complicated, "I gave it to Dell on the way to come "Inexplicable curiosity," How often do you get rid of it? "Zac didn't know what he was thinking, he asked anyway.

I don't know why, Zach began to have a picture of the Federation's famous general lying on the stairs in a sick suit and licking the ground. Gee, get rid of quickly.

"I got some water." General Lance also froze for a moment before answering Zac's question. Then he looked at Wes next to him, "Don't follow me anymore." Is frowned, "You only have one job, look at James, you failed."

Weiss's complexion was terrible. But he retreated, saluted, and watched the general leave slowly.

When he was about to go out, "enough." The general spoke. "Since the owner has no intention of cooperating, you don't have to investigate. Don't set up the case." It was to the police. Oh by the way, it ’s not the policeman of Zach newspaper, it ’s this general ... It ’s not accurate. Judging by the effect he ’s ordered now, it ’s not the police action after the alarm, it ’s just the general who brought a bunch 'Man', come, "Leave it to the vampires."

The police are evacuating from here.

They all went out. General Lance looked back and looked at Zac. "You better deal with the blood stains on the stairs. I can try it with some water, others can."

"Thank you for reminding me." Zac saluted, the gift of thanks. Regardless of status, there is no problem, "I will handle it."

The general is gone.

Weiss stayed, in contrast to his good attitude towards Zac, "You hurt me!"

But this is what Zac should be, "Sorry. Really sorry."

"Uh, forget it!"

Don't know why this is? Yesterday, when James appeared in Zmithi alone, no one realized it ~ Wes returned to the west in order to accompany James! So why would James act on his own? Still the kind of challenge that fits the James model!

Isn't it right? The receptionist said Dell's remarks weren't the only ones that day-

In Barton, James can only fight Zac, in the west, hehe, he can do everything, everything! First, naturally, it was given to Zmihi who had cooperation with the military.

Everyone should understand the truth, it is not only Zac who is focusing our attention.

Ah, not biased.

The reason why James acted alone.

Did you think of it? Yes, the tough guy who was sent to Weiss by Zack.

I used to kick Jason off the bed because of James's visit. Oh, life in the cupboard ... Weiss deserves it.