The Record Of Barton's Fantastical Events

Chapter 84 - Morning

Chapter 84: Chapter 18 Morning

Translator: Doggotranslation

Wednesday.

People cannot tell the time from such an environment, but they can hear the collision sound caused by the contact of the shoe sole with the metal ground, especially in such a closed and metallic corridor, any light sound can be constantly echoed and amplified here. The sound of mixed footsteps burst into the enclosed metal compartments on both sides of the corridor, then the rustling noises sounded.

The dull banging sound came into the corridor from behind the door of the metal compartment. It was the muffled noise made by the people in the enclosed compartment when they heard the movement and immediately got up and pressed the cold metal door. Bloodshot eyes were pressed against the small window above the metal door, which was only the size of a hand, looking at the people walking in the corridor.

They were wearing gray-green uniforms, keeping their eyes wide open, and pressing their broad palms on the metal batons at their waists. It seems like they would pull them out at any time, stab someone in the abdomen or break someone’s knee. In here, they had the right to do so.

“Clang!”

The baton hit the innermost metal door of the corridor. Then a horizontal window that could only allow an arm to reach out was pulled open in the middle of the door, and a cold command was shouted by a prison guard,

“Hand!”

Revenge opened his eyes, moved his body, and stood in front of the door. His eyes could just see the prison guard standing in the corridor from the small window above. He stretched out his hands from the horizontal window below, and the cold handcuffs were roughly tied to his wrists. The iron door was opened, and two strong prison guards pulled Revenge’s shoulders and turned his body around and pressed him against the wall.

The heavy fetters were tied to the ankles and connected to the handcuffs. The guards then took Revenge arms and dragged him forward: “Move!”

The clash of metal chains sounded with Revenge’s footsteps, and his fetters restricted his steps. His body was pulled diagonally and moved forward awkwardly. In the middle of the corridor, Revenge’s hunter companion was also pulled out by the prison guards. The two looked at each other, and they didn’t know what happened.

“Where are we going?” Revenge frowned and asked.

Then his abdomen was struck by a baton. If he could, he really wanted to spit out something from his churning stomach. His body that had just been bent was dragged by the guards who were pulling the chains, and he pulled forward, and Revenge’s hands and feet staggered forward under the pull.

“Shut up! Keep moving!”

What can you expect? This is the ‘Dark Room’.

This is the only men’s prison in Barton. The security level is only medium, so Revenge and his hunter companion are not in the ordinary cell area, but on the north side of the prison, the so-called ‘Dark Room’. According to its location and its usage, it is a part of the prison. However, it has its own name, the Dark Room.

Revenge, who was suddenly pushed out of the Dark Room, tried to adapt to the light. It felt like it was midsummer, but Revenge knew it was only spring.

He squinted his eyes tightly. The shackles did not allow him to raise his arms to block the sun. He could only adapt it slowly, but the prison guards behind him didn’t care so much and pushed the two forward roughly.

It took a while for Revenge’s vision to recover. Then he saw the position of the sun. It was the early sun, which had just raised from the horizon. After half a month of darkness, without day and night, he finally felt the sun, which gave him a kind of strange excitement. But Revenge hadn’t had time to feel anything, and two former hunters were pushed into an escort vehicle.

As the rear door closed, the vision returned to darkness again. The two restrained people adapted the darkness again, then looked at each other, their bodies swayed slightly under inertia, and the car began to move.

Early in the morning, the vampire Zach was in the basement of the Grande Funeral Home. On the stone platform where he often slept, there was a ‘mummy’ bound by chains. Zach looked at Ian Anthony, seemingly thinking of something.

Since separating from Anthony in the cemetery that night, he hasn’t heard of anything from the mayor of Barton, it seemed like he was trying to run away from something. Zach could understand why he was doing it. After all even he was avoiding some things, otherwise, he wouldn’t come to see his ‘son’ after being mentioned by Louise.

The vampire Zach shook his head, threw away the chaotic thoughts in his mind, picked up the scissors placed aside, and began to trim Ian’s tousled hair. The withered and frizzy hair fell down strand by strand, and the “mummy” still closed his eyes, allowing Zach to trim it at will.

Zach searched something in his memory, threw away the scissor, directly found the razor, dipped it in water, and started to make the simplest jarhead haircut. After all, this was the Ian in his memory. The soldiers on the battlefield all have this hairstyle. If Anthony was not the mayor, perhaps he would keep the same hairstyle. Only now, Anthony, who was already showing signs of baldness, was increasingly relying on his long bangs.

Zach looked at his ‘masterpiece’, brought the nail clippers, and cut out Ian’s horribly curled nails. After doing all this, Zach took out the towel and cleaned up the ‘mummy’. But the vampire never touched the steel cone that sealed the mummy’s heart.

Look, the vampire was trying to run away from it.

Louise’s footsteps came from the stairs, and Zach thought that he didn’t need to hide anything, so he cleaned up the hairs and nails the ground.

“James is here.” Louise glanced at Zach and the ‘mummy’ on the stone platform, did not enter, rubbed the still little sleepy eyes, concealed her frowning brows, and silently turned and left after saying this. Please understand how a woman feels when she wakes up and finds that the man next to her is missing. Well, on top of this, there are some more annoying things.

Zach shook his head helplessly. He was not in a hurry. After finishing his work slowly, he walked upstairs and opened the office door.

James, who seemed to be in a bad mood, was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, which was too unusual for a rich kid. This can only mean one thing; the detective worked all night again with Zach’s tips.

James sat impatiently at Zach’s desk, and when he saw Zach coming in, he immediately stood up and said with an accusing tone: “What took you so long!”

“Problems?” Regardless of the other party’s tone or the content of the question, our vampire Zach didn’t want to answer.

James didn’t waste time. He took out a copy of the file and handed it to Zach: “Every corpse was sent from [Barton Mercy Hospital]. In the past year, most of the corpses with healthy limbs were in that warehouse.”

Zach opened the file. This is an index of medical records, with some words that only appear in the medical records after the list of names. But they all had visceral problems, but no problems with the limbs, joints, and muscles. These were the qualities that a good walking dead should have...

Zach closed the file and returned it to James: “Why are you showing me?”

James looked at the vampire in a daze, and said excitedly, “So you can catch him! You can’t let Coulson and I fight against a guy who can manipulate corpses!”

Zach frowned. “Who said the recruiter could manipulate corpses, it was Papa Midnight. Papa Midnight will not appear in front of people. What you have to do is find out who has access to these medical records, and then catch him. He is the one who will cut everything off.”

James rubbed his sideburns. This is the difference between a detective who knows that there are incredible things in this world, and an ordinary detective. For example, Detective Coulson was now excited about discovering the clue of the hospital, but James was afraid that he would face an enemy that they basically had no chance of winning.

“You have to help! At least give some protection!” James’ eyes were bloodshot from staying up late.

Zach glanced at him and shook his head: “This is a hospital, what do you want me to do? Even the Gale couple would not do anything extraordinary in the hospital. ”

Mirrors are usually set up at corners in hospitals to help the people or patients with mobility problems. These mirrors are different from mirrors in ordinary environments. They have the necessary functionality and pedestrians will pay special attention to them. This is not good for vampires. And witchcraft is mostly related to souls, not to mention that a hospital is a public place, and the use of witchcraft in a place full of dead souls is really not a good looking sight.

“Let Benjamin go.” James frowned and continued to demand.

Zach’s light green eyes looked at James, the son of the general. Is he making orders to the people of the Grande Funeral Home?

James saw Zach’s face and immediately noticed the mistake in his tone, “I’m sorry. I, I just want to make sure that that recruiter can be caught! Moreover, I cannot go to the hospital for investigation today, I really need help!”

Zach withdrew his gaze. Benjamin’s reminder was right. James began to use the Grande Funeral Home as his tool. James seemed to think that when he needed help, the people of the Grande should naturally contribute their strength.

This was not how the vampire wanted the things to develop, “You need help? Go to your partner for help.”

James didn’t realize what the vampire was thinking, “Coulson has something else to do today. We really cannot take our times out!”

“Then you have to wait.” Zach waved his hand, already showing signs that he wanted to say goodbye to this detective.

James took a deep breath, and finally glared at Zach, and left the Grande Funeral Home with anger.

Perhaps you want to know what is going on with Coulson and James today and why they must put aside the ongoing investigation?

To answer your questions. With the confirmed murder of Connor Hermann alone seemed not enough to give Revenge and his companion the death penalty. Therefore, under Mr. Hermann’s strong ‘push’, the case of the disappearance of a homeless man with inconclusive evidence was opened today.

As for the method used by Mr. Hermann to make the arrangement, which was supposed to be delayed for a month, advance to the present, we just need to understand it, but there is no need for me to describe it explicitly.

But what we know for sure is that in the case of the disappearance of the homeless man, the real murmurer was a ghoul, and the only people at the scene of the case were Detective Rance and his partner Coulson.

They were going to be witnesses. Unlike Detective Coulson, who was about to honestly narrate his own experiences: they were tasered and fainted, James was going to lie in the court.

In this way, it seems that James’ bad mood in the morning can be understood.

On Wednesday, morning, Barton began its new day.