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After lunch, except for the lazy Alpha and Old Hank, who had always done the housework, Grande's people cleaned up in the kitchen.
At first, it was like this, but when Alice came to her senses, she found that it was just her and Zach in the kitchen.
"I'm fine. Alice nervously took the dry rag, grabbed the wet plate and wiped it back and forth, and put it in the cupboard.
Zach's rubber-gloved fingers slid across the foam-covered plate, "I haven't asked anything." β
Alice stopped talking, quickly wiping one plate after another.
Zach barely hid his movements, took out the clean dishes directly from the cupboard, put them in the swaying pool full of foam, wiped them casually, and handed them to Alice.
It didn't take long for Alice to find that the rag on her hand was soaked and she couldn't do the drying work anymore, "I, I'll go get a new one." Alice crouched down in front of the cabinet and rummaged through it.
The banshee, who was obviously not paying attention, didn't realize that the vampire had already soaked all of Grande's dishes!
Zach didn't stop either, and continued to take clean dishes from the cupboard and throw them into the sink, "Alice?"
Alice sighed, holding the new rag, and lowered her head to take the wet plate and continue wiping.
"Whatever you decide, we'll support ......," Zach interrupted in the middle of his reassuring words.
"I'm not going anywhere!" Alice lifted her head, clutching the plate in both hands, staring at the vampire.
"Then ......" Zach tilted his head slightly, his face becoming serious, "no one can take you away." Seeing Alice's relaxed expression, Zach smiled and took the plate and rag in her hand. "You're Grande's sister, and no one can touch Grande's sister. β
Alice's tense face softened, and she threw herself into Zach's arms, "This is my house! I'm Grande's sister!
Zach was holding a wet plate, and now Alice couldn't see the vampire's face, and there was something strange on Zack's face. He didn't seem convinced by what he had just said.
Because the one who will come to pick up Alice is not the one who will abandon her in the first place, but for the brother who once abandoned the firefly surname for her negative anger. No one knows what kind of person this brother is until this brother, who everyone is strange, really appears.
If it's a self-righteous idiot like Ryan that everyone hates, that's fine. What if, what if it's a great guy?
It was obviously just a kitchen, but Louise knocked lightly on the door frame, looking at the rare warm embrace of the Grande House. He lip synched, 'James is here.' β
Zach pursed his lips, Alice in his arms obviously heard a soft sound, retreated embarrassedly, took the plate in Zack's hand again, put on gloves, stood by the sink himself, and smiled at Zack. "Go ahead, I'm fine. β
Zach could only nod. I took off my gloves and walked outside.
I don't know if it was intentional or what, James stood in the center of the backyard, his whole body covered in the hot and dazzling sunlight, his eyes turned left and right without focus, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
Zach stood behind the door in the stairwell for a moment, pushing the door open with the corners of his mouth tugging. Standing in the shadows under the eaves of the back porch, Kankan beckoned, "Do you want to come in or not?" β
James's gaze shifted to Zack, and he frowned as he looked at the vampire with the tip of his shoe and the shadow level. Stride to the back porch.
Zach didn't have much to expect from James's arrival, and Silella's phone call, Bisharp's commission, and the vampire already had a bunch of things to deal with, and James's psychological counseling became less interesting.
The two entered the office, Zach poured himself a drink as usual, and James was very good, took out a copy of the text, and pushed it to Zack.
"What is this?" Zach looked at the Barton Police Department print on the cover, a little confused. It wasn't that he hadn't gotten the police station's text from James, but it was the first time he had put the original in front of him, and it had always been a handwritten or photocopied spare piece by James in his poor handwriting.
"The investigative report of Georgina's house. James didn't have any expression on his face, and his eyes just swept over Zack's glass, and he began to casually survey the entire office.
Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth, opened the text, and quickly scanned it.
"It's useless, I haven't checked it in detail yet. James's gaze was no longer on Zack, but on the bookcase on the side, and his tone suddenly changed, "Have you really read these books?"
The vampire raised an eyebrow, looked up, glanced at James, and then followed his gaze to the bookcase, not knowing what the young detective was thinking, "Yes." Zach replied, continuing to look back at the text in front of him, "Usually Grande's life is boring. β
James nodded, and looked away again, looking to the other side. By the office door, Louise peeked out of a potted plant in the corner of the showroom. James raised his chin, "Do you usually take care of it?" β
The young detective's thinking is really puzzling now, the corners of his mouth twitched inexplicably, and he shook his head, "I won't put plants indoors, it's summer again, attract insects." β
Zach got up from the stage again, looked at James suspiciously, and then looked at the branches and leaves that appeared in the doorway, because of the summer, they grew very well, "No, I rarely take care of it." Louise is taking care. Zach paused and raised an eyebrow, "If you mean mosquitoes, they never come near me." β
James nodded again, his gaze shifted again, looking behind Zack, staring at the floor-to-ceiling curtains that blocked the sunlight, "Curtains, will you clean them, you know that curtains are the dirtiest ...... in the room except for carpets."
"James. Zach looked at James's face and didn't let the somewhat inexplicable detective continue to ask, "What do you want to ask?"
James's gaze finally fell on Zach, paused, and shook his head, "I'm just talking to you about everyday things." β
Zach closed the previous text, as James said, it was really useless, just to classify some things for forensics and marking. Now for vampires, the anomalous James in front of him is more valuable to explore than Georgina's case.
"James. Zach looked into James's eyes, "You've lived here, more than once. You know our daily life, it's just a funeral home with a very bad business, and everyone has nothing to do to do. What exactly are you trying to ask?"
James's gaze shifted to the chair in front of his desk, changing his position to a more comfortable position, "That's the strange thing, don't you notice? You, you." James snuggled up in his chair, his whole body seemingly loose, "It's just a funeral home with a bad job." β
The vampire's brow furrowed, "Well, James, you've piqued my curiosity. He waved his hand, "Say, what are you thinking, I'll try to answer." β
"Actually, there is nothing to answer. James suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm just ......" he moved in his chair again, and smiled weirdly, "I just found out." He bent down and looked at the chair beneath him, "Your chair is so comfortable, did Hank make it? Did you buy it?"
Zach's fingers slid a few times over the brim of the glass, and he shrugged, "Old Grande did it." Zach's hand circled in front of him, "Most of the furniture in the Grande House is made by old Grande and Hank. Newer, rougher workmanship. The vampire gestured to the workbench in front of the bookcase, "It was me and Benjamin who made it." He curled the corners of his mouth, "Idleness seems to be a Grande tradition." β
"yes. James looked up and looked around again, "I never noticed it before. β
Zach's gaze rested on James, and he understood that Zach had already touched James's mind. Sipping his wine, he smiled, "You used to think these were props, right?" β
James nodded unabashedly, "I thought these were all props for you to disguise the lives of ordinary people. β
There's nothing to mind, and Zach knows very well that when James first meets him and Benjamin, he is evaluating these two inhuman ones.
"There's nothing wrong with you. Zach tilted his head and shook the wine glass in his hand, "Our ability really doesn't need these things that ordinary people only need in life, and it's normal to be used as a prop." β
James never conceived of the Grande House as a funeral home for the aliens, but as a funeral home used by the aliens to cover their identities. There is a difference between these two, a big difference. At this moment, Zach found that James's understanding was shifting from the latter to the former.
That's a good thing.
James nodded, "I never relaxed when I lived here before. All my attention was on the two monsters hiding beneath this building. β
"These. James raised his hand and glided through the air in a circle, "It's all ornamentation." Your life is just a show. Together, I must be vigilant to hide your true colors from here. β
Zach gestured to himself, "Don't worry, I don't feel offended." β
"Now. James shook his head, "I found ...... I was wrong. The young detective shrugged, "You just live here like ordinary people." human life. James's gaze lost focus again, as if to say to himself, "It's just, the life of an ordinary 'human.'" β
Zach was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little strange, "James, tell me okay, what made you finally find this? I'm curious, I don't think you'll be mature enough to understand this." β
We can testify that Zach tried, using various guidance, to make James realize that the alien race is also a member of this world, and there is no need to understand why they have zΓ i, and it is already a fact that they have zΓ i, just treat them fairly.
"Harrison. James's voice was calm, "He's going to have a girlfriend like that who loves him, worries about him, and doesn't give up for him." He must be a nice 'guy', right? It has to be like this, right. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense. β
Zach was stunned, then shook his head helplessly. Forget it, naΓ―ve people have a childish way of thinking, and Zach doesn't want to pursue it. Hey, the good thing is, James finally realized that, enough is enough. (To be continued......)