The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Still avoiding the most intense moment of the sun, Zach was on the road. Because Benjamin was not interested in chatting with Boque Quinn, Zac was alone.

Perhaps for historical reasons, Patton ’s urban structure has been fixed, and Herman ’s factory on the border between the north and south is a dividing line.

To the north of the border is the prosperity that the city builders expect the city to have. Of course, there are abandoned places like the Paisin District and the southeast of the North District. To the south of the border, things that do n’t want to disturb the thriving city show, such as prisons, farms, and ‘normal human treatment centers’ — [Fermingo Sanatorium].

Zac did not turn on Highway 27, but took a small section west and went straight north. If Zac remembered correctly, the end of the road should be the nursing home.

Zac remembered correctly that when the flat field was blocked by green trees and the road changed from dirt road to earth and stone road, and then to a stone road paved with gravel, the street signs of the nursing home appeared in Zack's vision . In the sound of the cross squeezing and rubbing against each other, Zac drove into the nursing home before grasping the direction.

Mrs. Quinn got the diary returned by Zac, and after not knowing what she was thinking about, came to visit her grandson. This process was not necessarily pleasant, but at least Mrs. Quinn was a little alert. We all know that Boqi's spirit is not really a problem, but is temporarily tormented by a series of incomprehensible things.

The "captivity" that has not been free in life for more than two months has begun to make him reflect. The meaning of reflection is not confession, so Zac's visit is actually after-sales service.

Although Mrs. Quinn restricted Pooch ’s contact with the outside world, after the current state of Pooch ’s life, this young man who had no way of leaking really had a tendency to go crazy. Mrs. Quinn did not want him to really burst. Start spreading "rumors".

Driving into the front yard hidden in the shadow of the tree, Zac frowned, and he saw a car he didn't want to see. This car used to come to Grande, and brought Noe Repet's circle to Grande.

Zac frowned, grasping the steering wheel, and drove to the parking spot under the sign. August 1 ■ Chinese Network. www.81zw.com? Qvist heard the voice behind him, and even if he ignored the sound of the crackling gravel road, he could not ignore the buzz of the motive of the old truck. Bodywork.

When the two cars were parked side by side, Zac supported the co-pilot with one hand, propped his body, leaned out to the Quest outside the window on the right, and waved his left hand, "It's so coincident."

Before Quest had time to speak, Zac had withdrawn his body, and the van's height advantage made Quest invisible. A moment later, the lack of lubricated door bearings made a slight, sharp sound, which ended with the roar of metal impact.

Quest already saw Zac's head and half of his upper body exposed in the front of the truck from the front window, and walked toward the front of the nursing home without looking back. The light posture on the stone steps caused Quest to hammer his steering wheel.

Of course, he used his left hand, and now his right hand is bandaged like zongzi.

Zac rang the bell on the reception counter. When the middle-aged female nurse showed up, Zac said expressionlessly: "Grande, I'm here to visit Boque Quinn."

This is not the front desk of the hotel, and the other party is not the staff serving Zac, smiling? No need.

The other person looked at Zac without expression, didn't say much, picked up the phone, and after a few words, let Zac wait here.

This gap is neither long nor short, so that the vampire who is distracted starts to wonder curiously about the reason why Quest is here. The door separating the reception from the real main body of the building was pushed open, and a male nurse who looked very strong looked at Zac. "Grand?"

Zac nodded.

"Something." The other party really didn't waste a word, and took the wooden box handed by the female nurse at the reception and placed it in front of Zac. Bayi Chinese ?? ●? Www.ww.81zw.com ▼

Zac frowned, looking at some wooden boxes that were clearly belonging to someone else. "How do you tell which ones belong to me?"

"Don't you know yourself." The male nurse replied coldly, not intending to change the box.

Zac shook his head slightly and began to remove the small accessories. Belts, pocket watches, sunglasses, wine bottles, purses ... Then carefully remove a peculiarly shaped round bead necklace from the wooden box to create an empty space and put your own things in it.

The male nurse pouted and returned the wooden box, motioning Zac to open his arms. Zac frowned and did it. The opponent's palm was drawn on his body and nodded. "Come with me."

The sanitarium is much smaller than it looks from the outside. This is a strange statement. No one would describe a building like this. However, the continuous forest on the outside contrasts with the corridor that will take two steps in the inside. The space here is very crowded.

After Zac followed the male bodyguard, he could feel very clearly that the relative straight distance between the two walked around was only 20 meters, and these 20 meters are still shortening!

This seems to be a spiral labyrinth with countless forks. The vampire's hearing can hear people chatting and chatting in this strangely arranged room. The entire floor is the rest and office of medical staff. The real subject is in the upper and lower floors.

The male nurse pushed open a door in front of him, exposing the stairwell that circled up and down. Like anyone who sees a vertical spiral, Zac habitually looks up, and there are two main layers on it.

Looking at the person wearing a white sick suit, curiously protruding half of his body on the handrail of the guardrail, and bending over to smirk here, Zac looked up irresponsibly and guessed, their direction of travel was below.

The male nurse frowned and picked up the whistle in front of his chest. The cheeks swelled and retracted quickly. The sharp sound made Zac rub his ears. And the guy who had just smirked at this side was already like a frightened rabbit, withdrew his body and squatted down.

Zac looked at each other squeezing his ears, squatting behind a rotating wooden fence supported by brown wooden pillars. His body was close to the wooden pillars, not from the gap between the pillars, but flinching above the armrests. Half of his head was reached out, and he looked at it cautiously.

His posture behind the guardrail was so funny that Zac shook his head with a smile and followed the male nurse who no longer cared about the guy.

Turning down, the light gradually dimmed, and the light blue emergency light did not provide much light until the male nurse pushed the door again, and the light was sufficient. Artificial lighting tools have completely replaced sunlight, and the interior layout of the building is finally clear at a glance.

This is not a basement, because the stone steps raised the first floor before the sanatorium. To be honest, Zack didn't quite understand the significance of this architectural method.

In the fairly wide corridor, the two kept walking forward, and Zac inevitably looked around the white rooms with curiosity. Occasionally, a strong male guard pulled the chained and struggling person out of the room. Zac could see that the walls seemed to be covered with thick and soft cushions, and the ground was covered with elastic black rubber.

I do n’t know if the designer that James appreciates is looking for inspiration from this intensive care psychiatric hospital room, the strong contrast of colors and the hedge of soft and hard texture.

"Don't look around." The male nurse in front of him glanced at Zac. "They will bite."

Zac raised his eyebrows and watched the people walking by him, with black leather masks covering their mouths. In fact, the biggest effect of this mask is to prevent water from flowing out of the mouth of the card owner. Zac speculated maliciously.

A slight impact sound came from somewhere, and the two people walking on the concrete floor soles were different from the continuous soft sound, dull and short, mixed with people's breathing and struggling sounds. Zac looked curiously at the sound, but the male guard in front of him stopped. They had reached the end of the corridor.

"Here we are." The male nurse looked into a white room and opened the door. Another male nurse who had been sitting here from the beginning stood up, holding a binding suit in his hand, which was very in line with the limitations of the human body ' Level 'equipment.

Zac entered the cabin belonging to Boque Quinn after the two male guards, and smiled and watched the two strong men press Boqi on the bed, forcibly put on the restraint suit, brown, only about thirty centimeters The long belt was pulled out of an open slap door in the corner of the wall and fixed behind Pooch.

After some violence, the two male guards dropped a cold sentence, "an hour." Then they left and closed the door. Bogey's embarrassed skew was at the corner of the soft bed, his body leaned against the same soft wall, and his legs were weak and provoked by the bed.

"Are you cool?" Pooch's scattered head sticked to his forehead, and he didn't seem to have a plan to sit up. Even if he had, with his hands completely **** now, it would be a little difficult, and it would only be more embarrassing. So he looked at Zac obliquely.

Zach shook his head with a smile, and walked to Pooch. "I don't have this hobby." His hand pressed directly on Pooch who wanted to struggle, frowning at the lock behind Pooch, "Sorry, need The key can only be unlocked. "

Knowing that this person must be a genius, Zac ignored the resistance of Pooch, took the tight belt on him, pulled him up, straightened it, and stood in the corner.

Unfortunately, there is nothing but a bed in this room, and naturally there are no chairs. Zac frowned as he looked soft, but he couldn't face Boqi's bed when he sat down. Turning around and subconsciously wanting to knock on the door, but now the fingers are wrapped in soft thick pads, there is no knocking sound at all.

"How to call people?" Zach asked as if to himself.

"Scream out!" Bocci seemed to answer Zac's question.

Zac raised his eyebrows, and when he turned his eyes, his eyes were already red, "Come and call."

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