The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"Rookie! Phone. Wing Bayi? Novel? Web W-W, W-., 8-1` Z, W. Com. "In the Southern District Police Station, a police officer shouted at Weiss.

Weiss didn't mind this title because it didn't make sense. His military career gave him higher fighting skills, marksmanship, observation skills, and execution skills than anyone else here. "Rookie" can attack his part only when he becomes a policeman.

And time, everyone is equal, is not something that anyone can accumulate and can actively grow, so it is meaningless.

As for the way that Weiss increased this time, he did not do what he wanted. He just prepared coffee and received emails for all the colleagues and leaders of the police station. He just picked up today's newspaper and prepared to take a break.

"Who's calling?" Weiss is still a little conscious, and the only person who usually hits the police station directly is the friend James. And, basically, he is called to work. Obviously this is not good for Wes's future, so unless James appears here, Wes is ready to ignore it.

"Oh, it's not that Lance. The other guy who says it's your friend is Jason."

"Hang up." Weiss raised his hand as if instinctively responding, "Uh, forget it." He frowned, put down the newspaper, and walked to the phone. He took the receiver and didn't speak, only to be less happy Breathing sound passed through the microphone.

"Uh ... is there anyone." Jason's voice over the receiver, "Wes? Is that the phone you got?"

"Speak, it's me." Wes sullenly. He didn't know why Jason called to find himself who clearly hated himself. Similarly, he didn't know why he still answered the phone.

"Oh." Jason over there breathed out. "I have something to tell you, probably ..."

"Then say quickly."

"Uh, okay. I think I might be a little dangerous now, and my life is dangerous ... I'm not so sure ..." The raised tail fully expresses the speaker's true uncertainty.

Weiss's eyes twitched, "Then call the police." Realizing that some colleagues in the surroundings were looking at this side, Weiss added with a corner of his mouth, "Report to the police in the North District!"

Jason does not live in the Southern District. Weiss still knew this.

Colleagues who looked around here encouraged him to turn away, good reality.

"Uh, I'm in the Southern District. I feel that my home should be stared at by someone. Well, so I hid in the Southern District ..."

Even with impatience all over his body, Weiss asked, "Where are you? What the hell?"

"Well. The explosion of the Becky transporter a few days ago, and the previous fire." Jason over the receiver still seemed to be unsure. "Well, although in the newspapers and the news, it is said that it is against the club ’s remnant party. Attack, but ... "

"Come on! I'm working!"

"Uh, they have been in contact with Zac for a long time, and I probably know that it doesn't matter. ◎? Eight? One Chinese? Wen Wang №№№? W`w, w, .-8, 1zw.com But, uh ..."

"Faster!"

"Don't interrupt me! I'm sorting out what happened!" Jason on the other side of the earpiece seemed to have a temper, understandable. He actually called Jason, obviously it was a last resort.

Jason pursed his lips and stopped talking, and now he didn't understand why he didn't just hang up.

"After Becky's attack, I heard some wind. Well, someone is asking about the club. You should know that we can't talk about the club with outsiders, so I didn't care at first, but yesterday, my friends. Um, you've seen it, when you were undercover, the ones in the nightclub ... "

"I haven't been to your nightclub! I haven't seen your friends!"

"Uh. Not to mention this anyway. They were also found. They were talked about a lot of things that only our club knows, like recovery ability, the purpose of the club. Wes, you know, these are harmonious. Only things related to the club and Gangaro are known to the club ’s talents. Those remnants are really coming to Patton. "

Jason over there waited for a while and waited for a response, but found nothing but breathing.

"Uh. Then my friend named Bob is my boss. He told me today that they were asking how the club was banned, what the detailed process was, and who was a traitor. Because they felt that Patton clearly There were no major incidents worth the police ’s attention. Bob was found, and it was almost me, so I hid ... "

"Don't say it!" Weiss interrupted Jason again. As a policeman, he still has this reasoning ability. "Where are you now? Uneasy ..." The whole word still didn't come out, Weiss was really I don't want to show that I really care about the other party's safety.

"Uh ... in the place where I originally lived, didn't we all leave the orphanage when we were adults, you went to the army, and I also came out. I first found it in the Southern District ..."

"Can you say the point!" This extreme impatience came from Weiss really didn't want to be mentioned any clues that he and Jason were 'one-on-one'. To be honest, Weiss is sick and needs to be cured.

An impatient chatter was heard by Jason, and then reported to the address, "But it's a bit weird, the landlord seems to be away, not for a long time. Fortunately, I remember where the spare key is, so I came in and felt like it was a long time No one is living. I am here by myself, I do n’t know what to do, I feel like I ’m still calling ... "

"Wait a minute. I know this address." Weiss dropped the phone. Just a rookie police officer, Weiss didn't have his own desk. He bypassed the dressing room and turned over some documents in his messy locker. Bayi Chinese Network W-W, W`. `8, 1, Z`w-. com

After confirming the address I just heard, I put the document back in the locker again and returned with a dark face.

"Your landlord is not working in a nursing home, called Sloan." After confirming that Jason was still breathing in the earpiece, Wes asked directly.

"how do you know?"

Weiss twitched his lips and lowered his voice deliberately, "He was a suspect in a fire accident in a nursing home before, because he disappeared after the fire ..."

Please start remembering.

"Zac once asked me to find this person."

Care worker in a nursing home. The male guard who had stopped Lipp from smirking when he first visited Zucker Quinn in Zac. Later, in order to rescue Quest brothers and his wife, after the fire in the nursing home, Lipp disappeared for the first time after disappearing in a slightly magical way.

"Oh." Jason's voice was a bit stunned. "He was missing. Uh, missing." Jason's voice automatically became smaller. "Then I'm in a missing person's house now. I'm still a suspect ... that's good. Uh, well. What should I do now? "

Weiss's eyes twitched and his voice murmured, "If you're hiding, no one knows where you are right!"

"Oh." Jason said for a moment. "Then, I think, I'll hide here first. Instead, um, actually I called. There was one more thing I wanted to say. I was going to find Zac, but he just happened to go out, and I didn't Knowing whether he and James arranged this intentionally, I think it is better to ask you more ... "

"Don't talk to yourself there! Speak directly!"

"Uh. Did you read the newspaper? Today?"

"Are you deaf, I told you to say ..." Although impatiently saying so, Wes turned his gaze to the newspaper that was dropped because of the phone call. Then he froze for a moment. Why didn't he show up before? ! James's photos are stuck in a complex picture! The first edition of today ’s newspaper is occupied by many pictures with photos stitched together!

Weiss took the newspaper and opened it directly according to the instructions in the first edition. Looking away from the mayor Anthony, Isela, stopped on James.

"Are you watching now?" Unexpectedly, Jason in the receiver actually said that Wes was right now, "The penultimate paragraph."

"Huh!" Weiss's eyes fell on the penultimate paragraph introduced by James. Then the eyebrows began to wrinkle, because this paragraph is James's most difficult task, which everyone already knows, undercover.

Waiting for a while over the receiver, we didn't hear Wes talking. Jason said, "It seems you don't know what they are doing." No one would care that James counts the credit on his head. "Well, but I think he and Zac should be prepared. This should be On purpose. Er, I guess. "

Weiss remained silent.

Jason over there seemed a little embarrassed, "Well, otherwise, you ask James, Zac is not at home. I tried it. Mention, remind him, now at this time, this kind of thing appears in the newspaper. Information, it's a bit bad, let him be careful ... "

Jason's voice suddenly stopped, and then turned into a very low tone, "I seem to hear something! Wes! Wes! Are you still there?"

Weiss closed the newspaper with one hand, and James' question could only be thrown aside! "I'm here!"

"The door! The main door seems to have been opened! Someone came in! Wes! Wes! Someone came in! Me, what should I do ... Ah!"

"Slap!" The phone was hung up.

Wes froze for a second before the second hang-up sound awakened him! Immediately hung up the phone, "Support! Xx ......" The address was not reported and was interrupted.

Colleagues from the Southern District Police Station looked at Wes, who suddenly roared, with a lazy gaze, "What's the rookie noisy! Your private call is over?"

Yeah, this is just a private phone. Originally, I had the opportunity to become an alarm call. As a result, I was "reported to the North District Police Station" by the previous sentence.

Weiss took a deep breath, "I need support, at **** ..." The address was interrupted again.

"Schedule application form, there." Colleagues pointed in the direction, "Rookie, you ..."

Wes had already set off, rushed out of the police station, jumped on his motorcycle, did not give the non-rookie chased from the police station any chance of curse, and disappeared outside the gate of the police station.

Weiss was definitely impulsive, and he didn't even have time to get his helmet. The oncoming wind blew his shape up, but he was still adding.

In fact, it was useless. When Hengbiao crossed Highway 27, Weiss realized that even if he arrived, Jason would have hung up. He should go back and go directly to the police station, no, it was to go to the Grand Mill not far south of the police station, where he asked the mill owner-Madison to help, and the demon named Lyon must have been pulled back by the **** dog. Jason ’s earth-bound spirit on the way to hell, or on the way being dragged, said somehow, 'I tried my best' ...

Then try your best! Wes turned the handle of the motorcycle again, plus!

The road in the Southern District, except for Highway 27, is not very smooth. The only advantage of Weiss is that his motorcycle does not really need the road. If you ignore the corn and wheat ears that are continually whipping in his face, he's still quite fast.

Arrived.

"Jason! Jason!" The roaring motorcycle was directly thrown sideways and hit the fence of the front yard. Wess turned over beautifully and landed into the front yard while the truncheon in his waist had been pulled out and hurried up Front porch. It is a pity that ‘Rookie’ does not have a gun. His weapon is only this baton held in his hand and the main entrance pulled away.

Weiss made a loud noise as much as possible, kept roaring Jason's name, trying to get the people inside to support it now.

Since he was doing his best, Weiss has an optimistic heart, hoping that Jason has not died through, and will delay the time of the tragedy with his own arrival.

Weiss was not in a mood to observe the decoration of this house. His eyes quickly scanned the entire structure, corridors, stairs, rooms ... He needed to determine where Jason and the attackers were as soon as possible.

"Jason! Jay ..." Weiss's wide mouth disappeared as he looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Oh! Wes, you are here." Jason stood at the door with a sandwich. "Well, sorry, I called again, but your colleague said you were out ..." Jason's face , Sincerely sorry.

"Yeah." The sincere apology quickly turned into embarrassment, because Weiss's hand holding the baton was tighter, as if it might be drawn at any time, "This, this is Sloan, the previous landlord. Yes, It was he who came back. "This was forcibly reversing the topic. Jason pointed to the man walking down the stairs, except that he was no longer wearing a nurse's uniform. It was no different from what Zach had seen.

"He thought someone came in to steal something, so he punched me first ..." Jason moved silently to Sloan and handed out the sandwich.

"You broke my fence." Sloan took the first bite and looked at the area he was biting, as if he was hungry. "And my door." His eyes crossed Weiss, the door of the house he opened from his hole. Look out.

Wes ’gloomy gaze moved from Jason ’s face to the Sloan, the baton retracted, but the handcuffs were pulled out,“ You ’re under arrest! ”

"Because I just went home to eat an expired sandwich?" Sloan was still joking.

"Uh, you are the suspect of the nursing home fire." The explanation is actually Jason, there is no way, Jason can only use this method to please a little, and it seems that he will beat his Wes at any time. It is true that he could not beat Wes.

"I'm innocent." Although saying so, the Sloan did not resist Wess's action of snapping the sandwich and handcuffing him.

Weiss didn't want to glance at Jason anymore, and walked away with Sloan.

"I have a witness." Sloan was pulled by Weiss, and he still did not resist, but then, he seemed ready to finish, "Prove that I am innocent, Zachary Grande, I was with him when the fire was born. Together, he used me as a shield against water and the crowd, he can prove it. "

Weiss is ready to ignore.

"Although he is a vampire, he speaks and you all trust him. Right." (To be continued.)