Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

“Mr. Quinns funeral actually came to your Grande!” Old Fords whole body was buried in a pile of files like a hill. This is the real thing. The number of documents held by the owners of the funeral and interment. The cemetery was reclaimed by the government, which has had an impact on every funeral industry. In comparison, the Ford Funeral Home, which once had the most cemeteries, has the greatest impact.

Benjamin looked towards the window, Kim (James) and a group of workers were loading the statue of Gabriel into the werewolf’s truck. Benjamin smiled and responded: “Our Grande’s cemetery in Barton South is the farthest from the city center, and no one cares about it. Naturally, the city government doesn’t need to take it back.”

Barton City government reclaimed The cemetery is for a new residential area. Like the Grand South District, which is located on the outskirts of the city and close to the prison, naturally there is no market, and it has become the only remaining cemetery in Barton City. Mrs. Quinn wanted a traditional funeral, and the Grand House was the only place to go.

“Alright!” Ford poked his head out of the document, and looked out the window with some caution: “The reporters who have been all around all around these days can also be dismissed!”

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Benjamin also noticed this. [Ford Funeral Home] There are scattered reporters around [Ford Funeral Home], squatting outside wearing bulky cameras. People who come in and out will always be harassed by them, and they are all about Kun Because of the family funeral.

It seems that in the North District of Barton, the death of Mr. Quinn has spread. After all, it is the representative of the older generation of Barton City, and the media seems to be very angry.

Benjamin picked up a document, densely packed lists, records, accounts… Ford snatched the documents in Benjamin’s hand and glared at Benjamin: “What are you doing! The stones and statues are just received. Hurry up!”

At this time, Benjamin realized the real reason why Ford was afraid of the reporters, but he didn’t point it, scratching his beard-covered cheek: “Can I make a call?”

Ford unhappily moved the papers on the desk, exposed the phone, and pushed him in front of Benjamin, saying, “Are you hitting the stone in our warehouse? Anyway, we dont need it anymore. I can give it to you! But I cant guarantee that the call can be made!”

Benjamin picked up the receiver and inserted his finger into the round dial. Sw, the dial turns, da da da, sw, the dial turns, da da da……

Ford is still talking about it, “Barton Telecom said that they will send someone to check this morning. It seems to be called Fitz and so on. Its almost eleven oclock now! Im not here yet, Im going to complain to him…”

Benjamin has automatically blocked Fords complaint because the phone is connected.

“Grand Funeral Home, how can I help you?” An unusually sweet voice came out.

Benjamin got goose bumps, and later realized it was Louise.

“Where is Zach?”

“What’s the matter with you? Mr. Grand is…”

“It’s me, Benjamin!”

“Oh, wait.” Louise’s voice finally became normal.

Benjamin looked at Ford awkwardly and explained: “New here.”

Ford twitched his lips and continued to bury his head in the file.

“Benjamin! Did you receive the statue?”

“Received. I am at Ford now. There are still many useless stone tablet statues in their warehouse. Do you want to collect them together? Now? Ford is willing to give it to us.”

“You can drag it yourself!” Ford lifts the head and yelled to make sure that Zac on the phone heard it.

Zach: “That’s very good! Thank you Mr. Ford for me!”

Benjamin smiled at Ford and continued on the phone and said, “That’s all right. By the way, don’t Let Louise answer the phone again!”

“hehe…”

Benjamin put the phone away and pushed it back. Jin outside the window had already gotten in the co-pilot and looked over here. Benjamin stood up, thanked Ford slightly, and was about to leave.

A man in a workman’s attire pushed away Ford’s office, followed by a thin young man with messy red hair and a freckled face.

“Mr. Ford, the people from Barton Telecom are here.”

“hmph!” Ford took a look and pointed to the phone on the table: “Is it finally here! Just called Its okay to make an irrelevant call! Once its an important call, it wont work! What’s the matter with you!” Benjamin shrugged, not caring about Ford’s banter, consciously stepped back, and walked outside.

Ford seems to be angry: “You! You, you! Fitz and so on! I want to complain to you!”

“I am not Fitz, Fitz has asked for leave, I It’s David…”

“David! I don’t care about asking for leave and so on! David and Fitz! I want to complain to you two!”

Benjamin left the office.

Just getting in the car, Jin, whose face was dusty because of the use of the statue, has already buckled his seat belt, anxiously urging: “Why is it so long, hurry up, we should go to the Barton police station!”

Benjamin buckled his seat belt slowly and started the truck, “What are you worried about? If you run into another James, what are you going to do? Let a bunch of police see Are two people who are the same long single?”

Jin was speechless for a while.

Benjamin turned the steering wheel and tapped his radio as always.

“What would you do?” Jin asked back, and he was also curious about why vampires and werewolves would be interested in the aliens who attacked him. Protect the citizens of Barton City? Kim doesn’t think so.

“En.” Benjamin dragged his voice: “Take him back to Grande, and then ask why he will come to Barton City.”

“You won’t kill , Uh, or get rid of him?” Jin was a little surprised.

“It depends on the situation.” Benjamin frowned: “If he just wants to live a quiet life like me, Zach and Alice, there can be one more younger in the Grand House. Brother.”

Jin looked towards the werewolf with an incredible expression. At this time, he also remembered that in the conversation between the three in the morning, the vampire and the werewolf did not say that they wanted to kill or clear the mess in Barton City. ‘monster’! To be precise, their term is’care’!

Jin realized that these two aliens were not concerned about the people in Barton City, but their own safety in Barton City! Just like a wolf hiding in a flock, the exposure of an individual will arouse the vigilance of the entire flock. Grand House cares about its own safety!

“Then what if he is not like you? What will you do?!” Jin asked.

“Kill.” The werewolf shrugged.

Half an hour later, Barton Police Station.

Benjamin stood in the empty reception area and peered in.

Usually, there should be police officers in uniforms here, but today it seems not. Not only that, Benjamin looked through the reception area, and there seemed to be few agents in civilian clothes inside the police station. Instead, the police officers hurried past with a heavy duty.

Benjamin didn’t know that, early this morning, the Chief of Cologne gave the police detectives of the Barton North District Headquarters a holiday, and now only the police officers who maintain daily security are working.

No one paid attention to Benjamin, he was wondering if he wanted to just walk in and explore for himself.

“Hey! Sir! What can I do for you?” Benjamin felt that someone patted himself behind him. He turned to look. A short policewoman walked by with a pile of documents. Open the front door and want to go in.

Benjamin stretched out his hand to help her push the door open, picked up the fallen documents, and handed them to the policewoman who was already sitting behind the front desk: “I’m looking for James Lance.”

Benjamin realized that the height difference between the policewoman standing up and sitting down in front of him could be ignored, and he immediately took a step back consciously. The werewolf knew that his body shape was sometimes stressful. He looked towards the surroundings and reached out and scratched his head: “But, I don’t seem to see him.”

“Thank you!” The policewoman calmed down. With some rapid breathing, he pulled the hair scattered on his forehead and smiled. First, he expressed his gratitude to Benjamin, and then asked: “Are you looking for Detective Lance? May I ask you?”

“Oh!” Benjamin’s right hand rubbed his jacket a few times and stretched out to the policewoman: “We used to serve in a unit. We were friends. I heard that he came to work at the Barton police station, so come and have a look.”

The policewoman smiled and held Benjamin’s hands that didn’t change very clean even after rubbing them on her body, rough but generous and warm, nodded,’Zeng’, past tense?

“Did he not come today?” Benjamin had finished shaping the image of an honest veteran and asked what he wanted to ask.

The policewoman shook her head regretfully: “Sorry, he left with his partner half an hour ago.”

“The detective’s life must be very busy. “Benjamin pursed his mouth, smiled a little disappointed, and stepped back to leave. He knows that the contrast between appearance and expression is the most useful weapon for women.

“Wait!” Sure enough, the policewoman stopped the’former Second Generation Officials’ comrades in peace, but their own decline, no one cared about the man who’can only leave the field sadly’-Benjamin: “You You can leave a message, and I can tell him for you!”

Benjamin stopped and made a thoughtful look, and finally shook his head, “No need…” He turned around and left.

“Wait!” The policewoman’s voice was obviously anxious, woman… “You can leave the phone, and I can guarantee that he will call you!”

Benjamin stopped again Stopping, the dark brown eyebrows are frowned together, seemingly engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

The policewoman sighed in relief and decided to add something: “You know the past few days. The detectives are busy with disappearances, so there is very little free time. Detective Lance was negligent in contacting ‘S friends are also normal.”

The girl comforted Benjamin instead.

Benjamin suppressed the guilt of deceiving the kind policewoman in his heart, nodded, and walked back to the reception desk again, looking towards the policewoman with gratitude, “Thank you, do you have a pen and paper?”

The policewoman drew a pen from the front pocket of her uniform and a stack of notes, and handed it to Benjamin. Benjamin took it, wrote the phone number of [Grand Funeral Home], signed it as’SS’ (Shape-shifter), and handed it to the policewoman. Some sorry said: “This is where I work. I live in There.”

The policewoman carefully put the phone away, and when she wanted to say and so on, Benjamin had already turned and left, leaving a generous back.