It was already completely dark, and James's car was heading for Liszt's back street, and the two detectives in the car were talking about something inconsequential—

"Why are you still hanging out with those otaku?" Detective Cousson puffed into James's face, holding a cigarette in one hand and the other on the window eaves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

James frowned, too lazy to stop his partner. Corson shouldn't have been in the car, he was so tired from work that he caught James who also ran out of the police station when he ran out of the air, and he got up. To put it bluntly, it's to come up and take a ride, and then go back to work, if you don't let Corson relax now, when you go back, it's still James who is unlucky enough to work with an irritable partner.

Oh yes, James is going back to work, and now the drive home is just a release. Tonight's game night, James is going to be absent, he just goes back and puts a bunch of otaku waiting at his door into the house.

"You don't have any real friends, can you hang out?" Detective Cousson was still looking for James, and as he spoke, he looked at James who was driving a serious car with a smiling look, "A guy like you shouldn't be short of friends~"

Don't be too naïve to think that Coulson is envious of James's youth and gold, this is a mockery, 'Even if you are so young, golden, and promising, you still have no friends!' Coulson knows best, heh, this is the life of a police detective.

James didn't bother and glanced at his partner, "If you leave the ashes in my car, I'll tell Mrs. Couson where your cigarettes are hidden." ”

The corner of Curson's eyes twitched, and he turned his head to stop running James.

Fitz and his car parked on the side of the road can be seen - the special bus for otaku, and the spray paint of various fantasy characters is very visible under the street lamp. At the same time, James also saw the old car parked next to the bus, Grande's.

After a slight hesitation, he stopped the car in front of the intersection, "You stay here! I'll be right back." Without giving Coleson time to react, James had already pulled out the key and locked the door, trotting in the direction of his house under Coson's speechless gaze.

This is not to prevent Coulson from mocking Fitz's group to his face, but to avoid that Coulson and Zach will run into each other, which will be embarrassing, you know.

It's a testament to Curson's contempt for Fitz's otaku, hey, when James walked into his house's exclusive corridor, a group of otaku were playing with his elevator......

"Hey, James, you're back!" a couple of heads stuck out in the middle of the lift's fence, shouting to James below as the platform went up, "Descend down, don't go up, go down, pick up James!"

"Uh...... How do you go down? The tie rod is upstairs ......."

James prepares to take the stairs. He strides up the stairs until he is blocked by two guys sitting on the stairs.

The person who is blocking the stairs is not yet conscious.

The guy with Benjamin's appearance smiled at James and whispered deliberately and inexplicably, "Shhhhhh

"Still, you take every opportunity to speak. Zach didn't look at James, or at Benjamin, who was sitting next to him, but still stared at the small twisted lump of things in his outstretched palms, just like the contents of the paper ball that Louise had handed over in the morning, like cigarettes and not cigarettes, with twisted cigarette rolls wrapped around brown and yellow tobacco.

"Tsk, get out of the way!" James kicked Zach in his shoe.

Zach took his gaze off his palm, looked at James, didn't let go, and handed his palm to James, "What is this?"

"Smoke?uh, how do I know!" James waved his hand irritably, slapping Zack's palm away, "Get out of the way!"

Zach cautiously gripped what was almost knocked off, and looked serious, "Be careful! This thing is fragile!" and carefully stuffed the tobacco that had leaked from the shock back into the wrinkled and twisted cigarette roll.

James didn't want to find out what Zach was up to, and he didn't want to stay on the stairs any longer—

See that deep scratch on the wall that I don't know what it was, it was the mark left by Sem's struggle last week when Papa was taken away by Papa at midnight. The place where Zach and 'Benjamin' are sitting now is where Sam tried to break through Papa's Midnight's barrier to 'rescue' Zack who didn't need to be saved, and then was kidnapped by Papa Midnight.

At least that's what Zach told James, well, what James knew, that his time had been stolen by Papa at midnight.

Carefully wrapping the 'cigarette' in a handkerchief and putting it in his pocket, Zach also stood up, patted his back, and made way of way, his eyes swept over James's irritated face, "Unless someone likes to sneak up to you to smoke, this thing shouldn't be here." ”

'Benjamin' squeezed his eyebrows and made a pick-up gesture next to him, presumably expressing 'Zach pick up' to James.

Still, James didn't want to explore what Zach was talking about, or what he was trying to say, so he ignored the 'Benjamin' who was clearly not Benjamin, "I don't have the time to talk to you and long-winded! I'm just coming back to open the door!" and he has to push Zack again, who is obviously out of the way, and continue up.

At the same time, the elevator came down with a bunch of otaku, and when they passed the three of them, "Ah?!James, aren't you playing today??, up, up, up! I'm talking to James!"

"Uh...... How do you go up? The tie rod is ...... at the bottom of the building."

Please don't complain about the functional limitations of this lift, this is an exclusive tool for James alone, and the straight up and down is what it should do.

Zach followed James and raised an eyebrow, "You have a job?"

"It's your business!"

Okay, Zach did it himself, but it's okay to complain, "Hey, so we don't just have to bring a knight with bad intentions who has fallen one level, and one less magician with the main output." That's nice. Today's game is going to be very, very 'smooth'. ”

It was the detective's sense of responsibility and anger at the sinister reality that James glared back at Zack, "Yes! Unless you can get everyone to stop murdering everyone else!!

From the bottom of the stairs, "Zach, let James do his job...... I don't know which otaku with a strong sense of justice is.

"I'm just complaining, my fault. Zach smiled and glanced at the bottom of the building, then shrugged at James, his eyes blinking, and the meaning was clear, 'Need help?' James said the word 'murder' in his emotions, right.

James, he deliberately took a big step and put his ass at Zack's horizontal gaze, and that was the answer.

The otaku in the elevator and James arrived at the door at the same time, James opened the door at the front, looking at him standing by the door, it seemed that he was not ready to go in, he really just opened the door and left immediately, of course, the keys were given to Zack, "I don't know when I will come back, lock the door for me!"

"Yes, officer. Zach replied solemnly, and casually threw the key to 'Benjamin'. When James's face was about to continue to be gloomy, "Before you came back, your phone rang for a long time, I think the other party left a message, anyway, you are back, you can probably listen to the message casually." ”

The corners of James's eyes twitched, and he entered the room with a gloomy face.

The otaku began to familiarize themselves with occupying James's house, arranging the dungeon today, and fetching props and costumes...... Otaku don't bother James who needs to go back to work, then, the only one who bothers his work is Zack.

"Be honest. Zach gave 'Benjamin' an order, hung up behind James, and went to the bar. Because of his work as a police detective, James suspects that he doesn't use his own bar as much as Zack!

Instead, James glanced at Benjamin, who was really sitting on the couch, not curious that it was impossible, but he couldn't ask in this situation, pouted at Zack, and walked to the phone.

If you can, James really doesn't want to listen to the message while Zack is there, but who is it to lie, who knows if Zack will listen to it himself when he is away, does this vampire have a sense of privacy? So, don't be hypocritical! James looked at the record on the answering machine, the flickering screen showed an unfamiliar number, the time was indeed not long ago, he didn't think much about it, he didn't give up too much self-defeating, picked up the earpiece, and pressed the play button.

"This is James Lance's house, he can't answer the phone right now, please leave a message......"

Zach was already teasing James from his snack jar to 'wine', "Hehe, it's time for you to change your response message." "——A little inconsequential trifle, this answer is Georgina's voice, probably a little game between lovers when these two people were infinitely beautiful~ I don't know if Georgina's home message was recorded by James~

Uh, sorry, shouldn't have said such a thing so briskly.

James's face just became hideous, and when he glared at Zack, his face turned black.

As Zack's pouring of wine stalled, he raised his eyebrows with interest and looked at James who was frozen next to the phone.

Because, the voice of the message in the earpiece is Kate's-

"Hey~Jaime~"Heh, Jaime~"I did another stupid thing today~ My car is hanging up again, and I don't know where my car was towed to yet~ Hehe, are you free now?Can you come and pick me up?If I go back directly, my grandmother will definitely complain that I lost her car~ Hehe, but if I have a man like you and send me home, hehe, my grandmother will definitely not care about those small details~ So. Heh~ I'm in the bar opposite the newspaper office~ And, yes~ I drank a little bit~ A girl used a little trick to 'trick' a man to go home and introduce her family, and she needs a little 'encouragement'~ Right~ Hehe, don't demolish me~ I'm waiting here~"

There was no sound in the earpiece, but James still stood stiff.

Zack's eyebrows were lowered, he shook his glass, took a sip, put it down, and pushed the glass to draw a circle on the bar. Ever heard the small sound of the bottom of the cup rubbing against the smooth marble table? This voice is being infinitely amplified, infinitely amplified, infinitely ...... in James's mind

Syllable!

James pressed the receiver hard, turned and left.

"You know, work is important, but you can't let a girl who is 'inspired' and hopeful stay alone in a bar. Zach thoughtfully reminded and added, "Of course, don't care about my feelings, not at all." ”

With a dark face, James's route to the door changed for a while, following Fitz, who was changing into a character costume, "Fitz, can you do me a favor!" That face, that tone, really didn't look like a request.

"Oh...... Good. ”

"Can you go to the bar across from the Barton Daily and help me get someone home?"

"Yes, yes. Fitz blinked, and actually looked in Zach's direction with some confusion. No, the keys to James's house are all kept by Zack, and now that he is busy, there is a more suitable person.

"Her name is Kate!" James, who saw Fitz's gaze shift, became even more emotional, "You make sure to explain to her that I'm working." Just to emphasize, "There's a cross-district murder in the afternoon, I really don't have time to go over, tell her I'm sorry, and make sure she gets home safely!"

Zach didn't interject, 'Benjamin' did. Squinting at James, "So you're going to get rid of our only recovering priest now, James? "Remember, 'Benjamin' has bad intentions.

Zach took a sip of 'wine' and watched.

"It's none of your business......" James instinctively vented to 'Benjamin'.

"No, it's okay Benjamin. Fitz, who had always been Fitz, stepped forward at the slightest sign of dispute, and embarrassed both sides with his nervous, uneasy, as if he had done something wrong, "Jen, James, I'll go, I'll go now." Remember, everyone, until I come back, no, don't trigger the trap!" he took off his half-worn costume in a hurry, "Where's the where, James, tell me again......"

As James re-addressed Fitz, Zach stood by the window and looked in the direction of the Liszt Backstreet intersection, where James's car was parked.

Inside, there was a bored detective Cowson, who was impatiently waiting for James to return, while Cousson was flipping through what was probably a dossier in his hand. Don't overestimate the vampire's eyesight, Zach can't see what's on the dossier.

But, Zach could see something else—

The shadow that was pulled under the street lamp twisted, and the manhole cover of the sewer was opened and closed in an instant, and Bumi appeared in the dark shadow of the shadow, hiding behind the car, and waved his hand at Zack with a smile, and then pointed to Corson in the car, and the black shadow re-covered Bumi's figure, but his voice began to reach Zack's ears-

"He's taking Heather's case. Although the death occurred in the West End, her car did not stop on the road from her workplace in the North End to the West End, and the police believe that the brakes of the Heather car were damaged in the North End, which ultimately led to her ......death in the West End" (to be continued) (to be continued.) )