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"Okay, I got it. ”

Apathetic. Yes, Zack's 'brother' made her blame everyone in her group for no reason. A 'I see' is already a tribute to Zach.

Then Zach went to the master bedroom, and Wes was a disturbing sleeping image - you know, some people sleep in the kind of peaceful way that makes people feel peaceful when they see it...... Wes wasn't, it looked like he was fighting someone in his dreams, the eyeballs under his eyelids were shaking rapidly, the pillows on the bed were twisted and pressed and clutched by him, and the shapes of his legs and feet were constantly kicking and beating under the crumpled quilt.

In this case, don't wake them up unless you have the heart to talk to them about what they just did in their dreams. Zach did something very realistic and left for the kitchen - he took Wes's gun away from the bedside.

Zach had woken up Logan halfway through the staff quarters, and now he was waiting in the kitchen.

"What are you saying to Great Danes. "The deep, chest-resonating voice is Logan's. Zach decided not to go in for now.

"Oh, nothing. "The response was reverted to the federal language, and it was ink. Mur is preparing breakfast for Grande's people, which is her main job, after all.

"Doesn't sound like nothing. Unless the tone of the republic is different from that of the Federation. Logan was supposed to be helping, with a small pause, "I shouldn't have used a knife." ”

"Uh, boring, you can't hurt anyone here with a gun. Ink seemed to be complaining, "Good, human, cut the onion." ”

Logan should have been obedient, and a dense, compact chopping sound sounded, a very skillful feeling, and the topic continued, "You sound worried." ”

"Worried?" Mo smiled, "where did you hear that?" ”

I said in a tone. Under the background of chopping, Logan's voice was calm, "There is fear in your tone. I can 'smell'. "There was a pause," the criminal's sense of smell. ”

Mo was silent for a moment, and then, "Well, you take a deep breath." What do you smell?"

Breathe - Origan was unexpectedly obedient.

"Onions. The chopping sound stopped, "Uh, paper, paper towel ......"

Zach pouted, it sounded like Logan couldn't detect anything, it was time to play.

The handkerchief was handed to Rogan and looked at the ink, "Morning." ”

"Morning~" Mo is smiling face, and the work in his hand does not stop.

Zach didn't say much, and as Logan grimace grimaced, he placed the rolls of money confiscated from Caesar on the desk and took the half-cut onions, "Do you know what your colleagues are up to?" ”

Logan squinted his bloodshot eyes and looked at it for a long time before he saw Zack put out the money roll, his face changed once, he grabbed a roll, and observed it carefully.

Zach didn't bother, quickly finished cutting the onion, picked up the other ingredients and continued to process, there are many people at Grande's breakfast today, and it's nothing to help - Zach has a feeling that there will be guests in a while.

"Did Louise tell you?" Mur began, "the funeral is booked." Tomorrow. ”

Zach frowned first, and said one by one, "No, we are trying to avoid letting Charlie know what is happening now, so as not to mess up his faulty memory." "Zach and Louise slept in the basement, right, and then we talked about the importance of memory in defining who the soul is as useless as the appendix to a vampire whose soul is dead, and then, "Tomorrow, Sunday funeral?"

"Yes. Mo nodded, "Republicans don't have the concept of a Sunday. With a faint smile in his tone, "There is no need for a church either, hehe, Liszt they need...... Oh no, Yuri Hotel. ”

"Hotel. Zach glanced at Mo, "Ceremony in the hotel?"

"No, the hotel is for eating and drinking. "Shaking his head," celebrated. ”

The conversation started to get weird, "Celebrate." Zach repeated, "It's about your republic where everything is 'born'......"

Zach didn't finish, "No. Mo raised his shoulders, "The Republicans have betrayed these and forgotten this." But it looks like they're ready to do this, with nothing but form and empty shell traditions. ”

Zach frowned, "Forget it, you just arrange it." ”

"Huh. Mo smiled, "There is no need for us Grande to arrange anything, this is Allen's high-end, customized funeral, isn't it, Allen's side is arranged, we are only responsible for providing the cemetery, Hamilton invited me to accompany him to the Yuri Hotel today to arrange." ”

"Yes. As soon as Zach agreed, he had a little sense of what kind of boss he was," said Louise, and she just agreed. ”

And then Mur apparently didn't get used to Zach either, "I've already told Louise that I don't want to go. "So now it's just a notice to Zach as the boss. Hey, employees at least have to consciously report their work status to their bosses, and Zach, the boss, has not completely failed.

Mo smiled and explained the reason, "In case you run into Maitreya, it will affect your mood more~ Louise arranged for Matthew and Sem to follow." ”

Oh~ Happy Hamilton, a magic feast of Lesenbra, to work with a werewolf, a wizard, how 'happy'~

Zach was in a better mood.

Mo didn't finish, "I have other work to deal with, and you have to give me a budget." ”

"What a budget. ”

"The budget for the funeral. Mo smiled, "We need limousine, many, we need people, a team of mourners, we also need funeral uniforms, white, republican tradition~ We also need, hehe, artillery battles, many ~ We still need ......"

"Wait a minute. Zack's good mood is gone, "What?" There are so many things to be confused about, Zach doesn't know where to start. Only one realistic question can be asked, "Does it sound like it takes a long time to prepare, to do it in one day?"

Mo put down the breakfast work in his hand, faced Zack, and spread out his hand that began to gather air currents and turn the light, "I have the power to create. One day, no problem. You just have to give me money and let me find something I can't make. "Withdraw your hand and continue with breakfast," Of course, it's mainly for bookkeeping, and then ask Alan for money~"

Zach shook his head and gave up, "Let's talk to Louise." ”

"Discuss something with me. Louise appeared, rubbing her still stiff cheeks and walking into the kitchen.

Zach didn't want to paraphrase, so he gestured to Louise to ask herself. Then he looked at Logan, who had been looking at the money roll for a long time, and didn't know what to observe about a pair of 'outdated' money, "Did you realize something?" Zach asked.

Logan's face was very bad, he looked at Zack, and finally put down the money roll in his hand, and said something like this, "It's not mine." ”

Zach pouted, "So you also have private money." ”

Logan frowned, "Everybody has it. We don't need money in prison, but if we need to get people to do something outside of prison, we need money. ”

This is so obvious that Zach doesn't bother to ask, "You don't have to be nervous, what I'm asking you is if you know what your colleagues are doing." ”

Logan was a little gloomy, "They've been talking a lot lately about 'Valmina' and the weapons hidden in the Grande, especially Evan. ”

Zach raised an eyebrow. Don't hide anything, all Zach is going to say now is 'Valmina', hehe, think about it, what else Caesar can 'buy' (he can find Remmer through Kepler). But what Zach didn't expect was the weapon.

"What weapons? The hunting gear that Eren threw away earlier?"

"It's not. Logan shook his head, "No one has the key to the warehouse except me." Logan's gaze drifted a little, "Mr. Sem's house." "There was some hesitation," there was something very strange, something valuable. It looks like a weapon, a trap, and it shouldn't be something that an ordinary person should have. ”

Zach shook his head, that was the weapon, the wizard's weapon. But there's nothing to worry about, there's no way Sem can get a bunch of ex-criminals to get anything out of his own home. Waving his hand, "That's not a problem. ”

"And. Logan glanced at Zach, "Benjamin's warehouse, the dagger on the ceiling." ”

A dagger nailed to the wings of a fallen angel?

Logan frowned, "Everyone is curious about how that dagger was inserted. ”

Zach was a little speechless, "Are you usually so boring?"

Logan pouted, "I just want them to be watching Grande." Work, come back, work, come back, they don't have anything else to do, so they look everywhere and evaluate everywhere. ”

Almost off topic, Zach is obliged to pull back, "You don't need to worry about superfluous things. Zach pointed to his eyes, Logan had seen Zach use the pupil of charm with his own eyes, wasn't he, it was unnecessary to worry, this stubble. Zach gestured to the money scroll, "You first said that you respect Grande, and Grande respects your freedom. So I gave you the money, and the forfeiture is certain, but whether I want to report it to your parole officer or not, you decide. ”

"Who's that, Evan?" Rogan looked agitated, "I didn't see anything special when I first came over, where did you get this?"

"Caesar. "Needless to say, Logan will understand.

Logan shook his head irritably, "Don't report it, I'll talk to Evan." ”

Zach nodded, but, "Then I won't report it." "Zach is kind," but, you won't talk to Evan about anything, and then, you'll collect any money from your colleagues for me, and give it to old Hank, including yours. "The former is Zach's personal punishment of Caesar, and the latter, for Grande.

Must, "Hank?"

The perfect time, old Hank probably finished reading the newspaper, shook to the kitchen to urge breakfast, and glared directly at Zack, "Hmph! What are you doing!"

"Educate new employees to respect Grande. Zach pointed to the money roll and then at Logan, "I know you respect me, vampire. But I don't expect anyone else, especially Evan to respect me as much as you do. Curling the corners of his mouth, "I don't want him to respect either." This should be said - Evan would never expect to find out why he had to respect this Zachary Grande, "So, just remind them what Grande is, so, Hank, leave this matter to you, do you have any opinions?"

What could old Hank say, "Hurry up for breakfast!" and took the money roll. This previous generation of Grand masters didn't need to listen to any detailed explanations to understand the current situation. Probably because he's also a criminal.

Let Logan leave, and the creatures in the Grande, both host and guest, basically got up and started to welcome the new day.

Zach's expected guest also came.

There is also a slight deviation from Zack's expectations, it is Detective Coson.

"It's a coincidence~" Zach is a smiling face, "Breakfast will be good right away~"

Corson, looking at the teenagers and girls coming from the staff living quarters, Lola, Kyle, Kepler, Jimmy...... Black lines on the face.

Zach was not obligated to help Curson with the mental construction, and directly said to the teenagers, "Maya is on the second floor, you should go up first." "And then to Cousson," Detective Wes is also on the second floor, would you like to go up and say hello?" ”

"So early?!" Curson was frustrated, "I thought I was here early enough......!

There's no need to misunderstand Corson, "James isn't here, only Wes." Deliberately blinked, it just saw whether Curson's understanding was high, "He was here last night~"

Corson had a good understanding, "The case of the Republicans, did he come from himself, didn't Lance come to you?"

Zach nodded, "Lance hasn't personally asked me for help yet, so~" motioned to Corson to help bring breakfast to the table, and he had to confirm the reason why Corson was here, "As for you, I guess, it's because of the bus case?"

Some facts are about to be revealed.

Curson helped Zach serve the plates, and of course, his eyes were always vigilant, suggesting that Zack was not the place to speak.

Zach was very caring, brought a plate of breakfast to Curson, grabbed a bottle of wine for himself, and motioned to the back porch, opening it as he walked, "Did the Southern District police win the case?"

"Well, Director Darcy stepped back. "I guess the pressure on the Republican murder case is getting stronger, and the North Police Department doesn't want to take another case of outsiders at this time." ”

None of the people on the bus are Barton, remember.

Zach nodded, in terms of delaying time, this is the limit, "You came here, do you want me to help?"

"Not really. "Corson didn't forget to eat his own breakfast, but it's a reality," we listened to the recording of the police, and the North District Police Department also cooperated to hand over the recording of the call they received from the police. Curson swallowed the food in his mouth, just in time for a pause, "It's you." It was you who called the police. ”

"Heh, so it's not a plea for help, it's an inquiry?" Zach laughed, "What about the anonymity." ”

Corson pouted, "Forget it about others, right for you." Shaking his head, "But you're right, it's not a formal question." He looked at Zach with great sincerity, although the corners of his mouth were covered with food scraps, "Do you know something? ”

Zach was very sincere, "I'm sorry, I don't know. But since I called the police, it means that I can't pretend I didn't see it. "Wait a minute, what do you mean by pretending not to see it? It's much more serious than that! Isn't Zach one of the parties! And if it was really an assassination of him, he would still be an important person! But, there's no need to tell Corson now, isn't it, "I'm willing to help." ”

The timing, always so perfect, Wes rubbed his eyes and came down the stairs, "Zach, they quarreled upstairs...... "Uh...... Detective Cousson, early. ”