The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

midnight.

For a city where cultural diversity is more and more prosperous, time really can't represent anything. How many people have fallen asleep now, as many people should be awake as in the daytime.

Okay, it ’s an exaggeration. Barton is really not a big city, even if you count the Republicans who are going to be jet lag, er-work or tourists or even immigrants, people who are already dreaming at midnight are still better than still. There are more people in the nightlife.

Our vampire is naturally the one who is awake. It is also the same as when this story started. The reason why the vampire is awake is not because he has a vampire-like ‘wonderful’ nightlife. It's just ... life.

Zac has been standing in the shadow outside Ford's funeral office for a long time.

It's not that Zac can't go in, Zac is just waiting. Wait for the person inside to come out, or, wait for someone to enter—

Everyone is mature enough that when they talk about nightlife, they should not only think of those low-level things. Nightlife includes night work.

I don't know when it started. Ford funerals will continue to work at night to become the norm.

The owner of Ford's funeral, Mr. Ford, is a member who works at night. Zac, who was waiting in the shadows at this time, just wanted to see how Ford's night work was carried out-

The incinerator in Ford's funeral is not running, and no one will ask for the cremation of his loved one at this time. Mr. Ford, who was still in the office, should be dealing with written documents.

But ... hey. As a funeral home, when did Grande work so late?

Zac did ‘work’ at this late hour. At this time of midnight, there have been too many occurrences in this story, and too many events have occurred at this moment of convenient description. Zac was awake, and we followed Zac to watch those things move forward.

But those are not the work of the funeral industry, right? It is a commission, a boring trick of some gods, a conspiracy of interests of some non-human groups, and a major matter related to the world ...

The focus now is not on how hard Zack is at work, but Mr. Ford. What does Ford work in the office? Huh, anyway, it can't be the work of the funeral industry. Do n’t forget, Ford has given up competing with Grande. He knows that no matter what Ford plays at the cremation, he ca n’t beat the Vampire of Grandry! Therefore, it cannot be the legitimate work of the funeral industry, then ...

Whatever it is, Zack doesn't want to interrupt, but just wants to observe for now.

Observation is fruitful.

At Ford's funeral, more than Mr. Ford was working. The dwarf employees who played in Xiaobai's transit incident were also working. After a while, the guy went into Ford's office, told something, and then left, returning to Ford's mortuary where the body was stored.

This has been repeated many times, and every time Mr. Ford's workload increases. From the perspective of Zach's observation, the documents on Mr. Ford's desk were being scrutinized more and more messy.

The degree of mess is not only proportional to Ford's workload, but also to Ford's working condition. Zach, who was watching outside, saw that Ford was drinking his fifth cup of coffee and knew that Ford's limit was approaching.

I can't seem to wait any longer.

Zac stepped out of the shadows and glanced at the mortuary. The dwarf employee just seemed to have a new job to report. Zac stood still at the door.

The mood of the employees was probably affected by this endless night work. He almost noticed Zack's existence only when he hit him.

"Ah!" Instinctive screams covered his mouth.

"You can get off work." Zac told him without expression.

The employee covered his mouth lest he continue to scream.

"You're off work. Go home." Zac said again, and ignored the door to enter Ford's office.

"What are you screaming!" Ford, with his head down to deal with the document, did not see Zac coming in, complaining about his own employees, "Tell them that this is the last one today! And don't expect to be able to get away from me anymore recently. The corpse is here! *! "Ford swears, and the work in his hand does not stop," All my archive records have to be adjusted and rewritten! If they do it again, it will cause the police to doubt it! If they want the corpse, let They get it in other cities! "

Zac pulled the chair himself and dragged it to Ford's side, yes, side, not opposite. Zac is ready to sit down.

Until Zac sat down next to Ford and reached for the documents on Ford's desk, Ford realized ...

"I * !!!" Ford almost bounced from his chair. "Zacree Grande! Why are you here !!!"

Zac glanced at Ford, drew a pen from the pen holder on the desk, drew a copy of Ford's handwriting in the air, and immediately began to write on the document he just took. Words-"Come to help you." Pause, "Fake body records."

Yes. Zac wasn't bored before he came to Ford Funeral to observe what the funeral home in the North District did at midnight.

In fact, before Zac came, he knew what kind of things happened in Ford's funeral. Alan reminded Zac before leaving Grand.

"You ..." Mr. Ford's face became somber and changed Zac's title again, "Zacree Torredo! How do you know!"

Zac moved much faster than Ford, and each file was quickly processed by Zac's men, "Rut Lesenbull is dead."

Don't worry. As far as emotions of confusion are concerned, Ford is the same as us.

"Who?"

Zac waved his hand, the movement in his hand stopped temporarily, and looked at Ford. "Are you completely convinced that I have done all this work for you." It is to remind Mr. Ford that the documents related to your Ford funeral are all in me now. In front of this vampire, let me change it casually.

Ford's cheeks twitched a few times, and he sat back in his place, using forceful-meaningless body language, grabbing Zac's modified record in front of him and quickly scanning it.

Of course Zac wouldn't really change Ford's documents, Ford couldn't pick out anything wrong.

Zac didn't care about Ford, and continued to help Ford to modify the documents. His mouth didn't stop. We all know how much Zac's mouth likes to talk, "It's the vampire who hates me."

Anyone who feels a little familiar with this statement? Prompt, Ford and Vampires who hate Zac, have the same language ~ Oh, remember, Ford, had a very unhappy break with Zac, remember what Ford said to Zac at that time ~

We were also worried that for some time, Ford, a model player who could truly represent Barton's funeral industry, was about to die. But as time went on, it seemed that we only knew that Ford had raised the price of the transaction with Harrison, and did not do much.

Now, this line that is about to be forgotten is about to be turned out.

Ford froze for a moment, then sullenly faced, still grabbing Zak's modified file inspection, but also said, "Impossible! I haven't heard from my sponsor!"

Sponsor? Ah. Needless to say, it was Rut Lesenbull who Zack declared death at first. But since Ford is going to use this title, Zac followed Ford. "You can't get the news." Zac glanced at Ford. "Speaking of it, how long have you not received contact from your sponsor?"

Ford's face began to wrinkle, his eyes were forced to stay on the document, and he didn't want to stare at Zac, "It's none of your business!"

Zac shrugged. "You don't know that humans in the west are launching anti-alien movements."

Ford's eyes brightened, but they dimmed immediately. The term anti-alien, for Ford, who used to sleep and forget food only to maintain his competitiveness in front of vampires, attractive is inevitable. But, with a little sensible, you can think of-the movement of humans in the west, it's a matter of me.

"Because of this movement, news from the Western media has been blocked." Zac shook his head. "The relationship between the Demon Banquet and humans has also been affected by the impact of the movement." Zac's focus is actually: "Your sponsor no longer exists. In this world, you naturally cannot know. "Zac has already begun to consciously hand over the revised documents to Ford." You have no way to know. "

It may have nothing to do with Zac's words, but Zac's more and more 'familiar' actions stimulated Ford.

Ford finally stared at Zac, "What the **** are you doing here!"

"Your sponsor, the request to you is to isolate all interracial relationships related to me, right." Zack did not look at Ford, and continued to modify the documents in his hand, or that sentence, to help Ford, "So you deliberately increased the price of trading the body with Harrison."

"I'm asking you what you're doing !!" Ford's face started to be a little emaciated.

Zac ignored it, literally ignored. Zac now only has the documents in front of him, and the records of the corpses that flowed through the Ford funeral home-"When Grand was shaped as a representative of the successful privatization of the funeral industry in the Eastern Federation , Your job is to pull down the funeral industry in the east ... "Zac tilted his mouth," horizontal. "And continue," Today's funeral industry, only cremation, can't do anything low-level things, so , All you can do is offend all the aliens who have a relationship with me. "

Ford also wanted to ask the question he asked for the third time.

Zac stopped in the calmest tone, "Do you want to die, Ford."

Ford's mouth opened, and he didn't speak.

Zac was doing the work at hand, while, "Tell Ford, is it good for you to offend Barton's aliens. Except for satisfying your boredom that hates me?"

Ford was sitting in his seat, nothing more than breathing, and the ghost knew what he was thinking.

Zack didn't ask for an answer, but instead, "Do you know why your sponsors want the funeral industry in the East to become less famous among aliens."

Ford did not answer. He probably didn't know that a human being, ah, why know this--

"Because Toledo will lead the funeral industry in the west in the future, and the funeral industry in the west is mostly run by aliens from the lower levels of society." Zach told Ford the answer.

Rut Lesenbra, now go over this line again, uh, do you think Rut is also pitiful. There is a better line, he is dead, and he cannot see the future development.

Ford still didn't say anything. I don't know if it's because his question has not been answered. Before he gets the answer, should he insist on being silent?

unimportant.

At Zac's speed, after no new workload came in, the messy documents on the desk were clean.

Zac put the pen back and still sat next to Ford. "If you're doing all this, I don't need to come in to help you." All noticed that Ford's changing file was a record of his body.

Gang Zack said that Ford deliberately offended Barton ’s aliens, and what we knew was that Harrison could not afford food. Then in this case, Ford, hehe, still secretly traded the bodies of their funeral home in secret!

Ford, who are you selling corpses to?

This is the biggest gain that Zac observed before.

"Answer me a question, why do you want to sell corpses to those republican 'angels' at Mary Church?" Zac said sincerely.

Ford glanced at Zac, his lips closed tightly.

Zac shook his head. "Your sponsor (Rute) doesn't know what those republican" angels "mean. This is not a command your sponsor gave you." Zac said more straightforwardly. To answer the question asked by Ford twice, "Hamilton, who was buried by Alan, left Barton, you know? He is the captain of the vampire who is buried by Alan. He left here because of Ruth ’s death. The new captain (Nenad ) Took over his position. When sorting out his leftovers, he found that Ruth had asked him for your contact information. "Zach moved his mouth," Allen came to Grande today and talked about his private Things, at the end, I mentioned this thing. Everyone knows that there is a vampire who hates me as much as you, which is your sponsor, Rute. So the intention of Allen is to remind me to come to see you Happening."

Zac paused. Zac needs Ford to communicate with himself, at least to answer his own questions, so-

"So I'm here. Look at your situation? No." Zach shook his head. "I just realized after Allen came to Grande ..." Zach smiled, probably not in line with this The scene, but Zac himself wanted to laugh, "I seem to owe you and Ellen something. I'm back on Ellen's side, and you're left, so I'll come ..."

"You paid it back ?!" Ford was finally willing to speak again, the kind that was so angry that he wanted to laugh, "Ha ha ha, you paid back ?! What did you pay back ..."

"Allen has immortality, and his son must have a good future." Zac interrupted and replied, "I think, I have paid." Then looked at the uncontrollable Ford who smiled, "I want How to pay you back, seems to be a problem I need to solve. So. "Zac was a little helpless," Don't laugh, answer my question, you have to realize that this is the best time for you to retaliate me, such an opportunity , There won't be any more. "The reason why there will be no more, Zac also said-

Ford may have offended the interracial, and lost the sponsor's big brother ... died. So Easy.

Ford: "Ha ha ha ha ..." The sound was automatically silenced.