"It's a bit crowded here, don't you think?" Zach smiled and looked around, his hands playing with the smoke he didn't really call, "Madison, go open the window, we have a lady here who just lost a loved one." ”

Once the favor has been established, it's time to make these people feel guilty. Someone's brother died, and it's not something to be happy with, even if it's for help.

Cyrus frowned and waved around, "Let's all get out." ”

Fresh air enters through the open window, and the turbid light becomes clear. Zach didn't move, smiling and watching the people around him leave, what made the vampire even more helpless was that the owner of the mill, Madison, actually left with him!

Instead of leaving, Cyrus walked over to Brill, as if he had just noticed that his actions were bothering her.

But Brill just stared ahead, motionless, holding a round tin can in her arms, her fingers sliding over the smooth walls of the can, and her head over.

Cyrus's frowning brows sank even deeper.

"I don't know about Cyrus yet, your relationship with Brill. Instead of occupying Madison's office, Zach walked over to the two in the corner, pulled over an iron stool, and sat down in front of them.

Cyrus took one of Brill's hands and held it in his hand, "We're engaged." ”

Zach didn't see the ring, so the economic problem was the root of the qiē. Vampires naturally guessed like this.

Congratulations weren't appropriate at this point, and Zach just smiled and returned to the point, "As Madison said, we can't give your brother another funeral." ”

"Why not!" Cyrus looked at Zach, "you didn't have our consent. It was cremated!"

Again, Zach shook his head, his face full of regret, "We don't need your consent. Zach raised his hand and pressed Cyrus, who was clearly angry, "It's cruel. But it's true. He is a prisoner, you did not send him, we did not follow your demands, but the demands of Patton. ”

"What do you want to say?!" Cyrus glared at Zack, "Prisoners don't have rights?!"

Of course there is, and Brill's brother not only has it, but he also enjoys these rights. He died unnaturally while serving his sentence, and the responsibility lies with the prison, so his funeral is all under the responsibility of the prison. That is, to pay for it. But if relatives want to find out the truth, find a lawyer or the police.

That's why this process is so short-lived. Do you think that 'the best warden in Barton' would want everyone to pursue the truth? So the sooner the better!

Zach was thinking a lot.

He didn't want to make it bigger, because there was a very obvious loophole in it - the prison did not notify the funeral, and the funeral process should be done by the prison and the family, of course, most of the time, this communication will end without a problem, because there is no one to contact. Just like Anonymous, it is ultimately up to the prison to deal with itself. But that's definitely not a reason for the prison not to try to get in touch.

Zach didn't have any shelter for the partner. But he fears that Anthony will be affected, and if there is a scandal in the prison, the incumbent mayor will inevitably be implicated. What's more, not long ago, in order to promote the cooperation between Steve and Grande, he was also given the title of the best warden.

And then it was Madison who made Zach embarrassed. Honestly, if let Zach compensate for a funeral nothing. Zach really didn't care if another pit was occupied in the North Park of the cemetery. But this can only make Madison, who is serious about running the funeral business, even more disappointed with this boss.

Finally, there's Matthew. This simple wolf cub has already shown that he cares about civilian humans, and Zach doesn't want to create an image of a vampire who abuses his abilities. It is impossible not to admit that Matthew is already a member of the House of Grande.

Zach nodded slightly. "He has. Then Zach took a deep breath, "But can I ask why you're obsessed with burials?" Zach's face was full of regret, "You know, even if it's a burial, he's going to be buried in the North Park. ”

The northern circle of the cemetery is reserved for sinners, it is traditional.

Zach was not in a good mood, the person who was held in Brill's arms should not have belonged to the business of Grande and the prison, but because of Steve's negligence, he fell to Zack. In vain, he became the 'man' of Lyon.

Before Cyrus could speak, Brill looked at Zach, his voice calm and clear, "Why?" He is a sinner, he needs to stay where he belongs, he belongs to prison when he is alive, and he belongs to the north where sin is dead. And his soul should also go to hell. Brill looked at Zach, "That's why. ”

The vampire felt his heart skip a beat, and he never expected to hear such a statement.

That's exactly what happened!

Zack kept the corners of his mouth open, his eyes not to bend, his face to remain regretful and regretful, and he must not laugh. So his face now has a kind of frozen statue feeling.

"Brill!" Cyrus clenched the palm of her hand.

"What. Brill turned her head to look at her fiancé calmly, "What's the matter?" That's the truth, that's what we think, that's what we want, that he is tortured forever in life or death. No, I'd rather have him stay in prison longer so I could at least see his pain. ”

For the first time, Brill's face showed an expression, it was regret, well, another way of saying disappointment, but his voice was still calm, "Why are we wasting time here, doing this, making people think how sad we are." This gentleman can't help us with anything. It's the prison's fault, they didn't make him suffer more and died, and that's what makes it sad. We should go there and talk to the warden. ”

Zach was tempted to say to the woman who was unusually clear-minded, 'No, you owe a debt of gratitude to the warden. Your brother will go to hell a long time ago, and although you can't see it, it will definitely be more satisfying to you than prison. ’

Of course, Zach wouldn't say that, and he didn't want the matter to continue. Attracting too much attention, Zach's first concern would have occurred if it had attracted the media.

"Brill. Zach's eyes turned to one side, as if he was avoiding the woman in front of him. His body stiffened and leaned back, "I'm sure you must be right, well, the sinner's part, the hell part." ”

The corners of Zack's mouth twitched slightly, just like a man who was saying something against his will, but out of politeness. The person who had to say it was just as embarrassed, "And, uh, prison's fault, this part." Ah......" Zach's eyes looked at the wall to the side and nodded into the air, "I think you know that the Grande House has the only cemetery in Barton City. So, I want to last. Uh, this ......"

Zack's eyes finally drifted back, but he still didn't look at Brill, but fell directly from below onto the metal can in the woman's arms, "This will still be handled by Grande, right?" Zach stretched out his hand extremely reluctantly, "Why, why don't you give it to us now." Well, what about it?"

"Can you put it where it should be. Brill said calmly.

"I think I can. Zach's voice was already a little nervous. "Yes, for sure. Zach added.

"Thank you then. ”

Zach had an extra cold urn in his hand dangling in the air.

The woman in sight stood up, her long black dress bypassing Zack. The vampire closed his eyes humanely and exhaled a long sigh of relief.

Moments later, Zach's arm was grabbed by a broad palm.

"I know what you're thinking!" Cyrus' voice was low and menacing, his face right in front of Zach's eyes, his body hunched towards Zach.

Zach had a look of pain on his face. And the expression of not daring to resist.

"She's not a psychopath! she's not sociopath!" Cyrus glared at Zach, "you don't know what she's been through!"

Zach didn't seem to be able to stand the pain anymore and snorted, "It hurts!"

Cyrus realized his faux pas, and his face trembled with excitement. Hatefully let go of Zach.

Zach held the tin in his arms, rubbed his arm with one free hand, and looked at Cyrus hesitantly. The show isn't over yet.

"Hug, sorry. Zack's body leaned back 'unconsciously', wanting to move away from Cyrus, "I didn't mean to show this. ”

Cyrus wanted to say something more, but couldn't, staring at Zack, who looked scared, and letting his chest rise and fall violently.

Zach stopped rubbing his arm, frowned, and looked up at the stout man in front of him hesitantly, "Well, I just think this thing stays with her, well, it doesn't seem like a good thing." ”

Cyrus's thick eyebrows were twisted together, and he stared at Zach for a long time before he turned his head and looked around somewhere, his lips trembling with force, "Say whatever you want!" Cyrus took a deep breath, "Say whatever you want!"

After saying two completely repetitive words, the man turned and walked away.

"Wait, wait!" Zach stood up, holding out his hand eagerly, and when he saw Cyrus turn back, he stepped back with a hint of fear, "uh...... Can I ask you for one thing?"

"What!" Cyrus was clearly still immersed in his own feelings, what was that, I guess.

"Can you not go, well, not to the prison?" Zach's voice was quiet, like that of a timid man, "I mean, if the prison reschedules the funeral, I ......"

"How are you guys!" Cyrus was furious! He rushed in front of Zach in one step, his wide hands almost lifting Zack up!"Are you going to deal with us again?!"

Zach proved his point with a panicked and frightened expression.

"I'll put it in Grande's North Park!" Zach said hurriedly, "I will!"

The muffled snort that endured until the end and had nowhere to vent came from the grinning lips of the man in front of him. Cyrus pushed Zach back hard, and Zack's body with a crumpled shirt staggered back, holding on to the crooked chair before stopping.

"You'd better do it!" Cyrus pointed his finger hard at Zach before glaring at him one last time. Turned around again, this time really left.

End of the show.

Zach pouted and straightened his shirt. (To be continued......)