Silver Blade and Rose

Edwin slept all the way back to No. 179 Rockhill Street. He didn't wake up until Zals got out of the car and opened the trunk, and got out of the car in a daze.

He fell asleep not long after Zals entered the supermarket, but now he was awake, walked slowly to the back of the car, and asked Zals who was unloading things from the car. S: "Want to help?"

"Go to sleep, I can do it myself."

Zals took down the two large packs of roll papers, thinking that Edwin had already helped him a lot, and it was not good to ask someone who hadn't woken up to help, so it was better to let him go back to sleep.Anyway, it's not too difficult to move things, just a few big bags of daily necessities, just a few more trips.

Edwin didn't intend to leave. He stood by and looked at him for a while, and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Zals said casually while moving things: "Huh?"

"If I hadn't come, you might have been stuck in the car for a long time. Mun is very careless, and Hannah won't go out. By the time they find you, Fu Sangshen might have killed you in the car." Devin repeated, "Aren't you scared?"

This question is a bit serious, and Zars couldn't answer him casually. He straightened up and thought about it, and said honestly, "Actually, before you came, I was about to smash the window."

It is of course impossible to say that you are not afraid at all.After all, he has no way to directly hurt Fu Sangshen who locked him in the car - even before Edwin told him, he didn't even know what was singing in the car - he could only find a way to escape by himself Go, if Edwin didn't come, and he failed to smash the car window to escape, Zals felt that he would definitely think of other ways.

For example, there is always a way to make some sound to attract the attention of the people in the room, or to have a heart-to-heart talk with the owner of the singing sound.

But just because he can come up with these messy methods doesn't mean he isn't afraid of it.He is just an ordinary person, and he has no effective means of killing supernatural creatures. Even after a long period of training, this is human instinct.

"I'm still afraid, how can I not be afraid of death." He said, "But if you are afraid and just sit and wait to die, then there is no point in being afraid, isn't it?"

Edwin was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

It’s not a very happy smile, it doesn’t even look very happy, and it’s hard to tell what kind of emotion it is. In short, Zals feels that although he is smiling, there is almost no smile on his face, and it is more like a sigh than a smile .

"If Grant was like you, maybe he wouldn't have died," he said.

Only then did Zals realize that the "Grant" Edwin mentioned on the road just now should be his former assistant, the one who had left.

He didn't understand anything about the situation, and he also knew that he shouldn't recklessly comfort them, and felt that mentioning this person would make them feel sad, so he said: "...Sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?" Edwin glanced at him, "You didn't kill him."

Zales: "..."

Then he can't say nothing?

He resignedly gave up the topic, continued to move things out of the trunk, and walked past Edwin into the house with a large pile of ingredients.Just now I sorted out all the things I bought back, except for the hand roll paper, it was also filled with three large shopping bags. He picked up the roll paper first, carried a bag full of ingredients into the kitchen, and then turned back But when I found out that the remaining two shopping bags had been put on the dining table at some point, Edwin had disappeared.

... What's the matter, why didn't he hear a sound?

Mun and Hannah didn't look like they could move these things, and there was no trace of their presence in the living room. It could only be that Edwin, who was still in the yard just now, helped him.Zals scratched his head, went back to close the trunk, and drove the car back to the underground garage. Then he went upstairs and knocked on Mun's door, telling him that the things had been bought.

"Oh, why have you been here for so long." Mu En seemed to be cleaning, and came out to open the door with a paper hat on his face, and looked at him worriedly, "I was thinking about calling you just now, After all, if you go out alone, if you encounter danger, there is no way to solve it—”

"It's a little bit of a problem, but the boss helped, and nothing major happened..."

Being locked in the car and almost suffocating to death didn't seem to make any sense to tell Mu En, so I decided not to talk about it.

Mun also seemed to see that he didn't want to talk about the details, so he nodded and didn't ask any more questions.He was still wearing gloves on his hands, and took the card and receipt handed back by Zars specially after taking it off. He was going to put it directly into the apron pocket, but he glanced at it before putting it in.

"Hmm...Is this still for you?"

He returned the receipt to Zars with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Zals was a little puzzled, and opened it to see that there was a string of numbers written on the back of the receipt. Then he remembered that it was the phone number left by the cashier girl, and a small grimace was drawn after the number.

He also felt embarrassed, but after all, it was someone else's wish, and it was not easy for Mu En to deal with it directly, so he had to take it and hold it in his hand. After confirming that Mu En didn't need help, he went back to the room under the loving gaze of the other party. up.

"Don't let the girl down!" Mu En shouted treacherously behind her.

After closing the door, Zals realized that the computer screen was on, showing the window of the internal network that he had closed.He frowned, confirming that he had turned off the phone before going out, and for some reason turned it back on by himself and returned to this page.

Before he went upstairs, he took a cold beer, and now he didn't bother to drink it. He folded the small ticket with the number written on it a few times and pressed it under the jar, and sat down to watch the situation of the computer first.

After looking carefully, he realized that what was displayed on the screen was not the search results of Kururu he had searched just now, but a strange and familiar entry.

Pay mourning.

The awkward and hard-to-remember name that Edwin had mentioned in the car just now suddenly appeared on the computer in the room.The entry showed another name written in English, and Fu Sangshen, which was written in the Far Eastern script, and the pronunciation was thoughtfully marked at the back, so that Zars was able to recognize it at once.

Zars doesn't usually have the habit of locking the door. When he goes out, he just closes the door. If someone wants to come in, he can open the door and enter. It's easy to turn on the phone and search for something.But there is a problem, who would search for this name on the computer and leave the page for him to see?

Apart from the victim himself, Edwin was probably the only person in the room who could have anything to do with Fu Sangshen today, and there would be no second suspect.

Zals sighed, and sat in front of the computer screen with his chin resting, worrying.

When we talked about Grant just now, Edwin was obviously in a bad mood, and he was not very good at talking. He didn't know how to comfort him in this situation so that he seemed natural and not obtrusive.Moreover, Edwin's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people. Zarles couldn't figure out how to respond if he said "you didn't kill me" again.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower full of worries, and when he came out to dry his hair, he was still thinking about whether to talk to Edwin—after all, they talked a lot in the past few days, but they didn't talk about anything in the end As a result, it seems like a very redundant interaction.

But if Edwin took the initiative to search for the entry of Fusangshen on the webpage for him, he should thank the other party.

Thinking of this, Zals still went out and walked towards the room at the end of the corridor.He knocked on the door, thinking that he would wait for Edwin for a while, but he didn't expect the sound of footsteps coming from inside, and the door was opened a few seconds later.

Edwin looked sober. He probably wasn't catching up on sleep just now. He even put on a formal shirt and trousers, and asked him while wearing cuff buttons, "Is there something wrong?"

"Uh," Zals asked subconsciously before he could think of an opening line, "Are you going out?"

"Well, there's a meeting tonight and I need to be there," Edwin said.

"Then do you want me to drive you?"

Edwin paused, glanced at him first, and then said: "No need, Sanchez will drive over."

"……Oh."

With such an interruption, it became a bit abrupt for Zals to say thank you.He wiped his wet and dripping hair with a towel, and he was still organizing his words in his mind. Edwin took the lead and said, "You can read more when you have time, there is no harm."

Zars was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he was talking about the "internal website".

After receiving his blank stare, Edwin added: "The 'net' was made by the Exorcist Association. In the past, Grant provided technical support for them, so it can be accessed from us. Muen will give you The only thing I have is the low-level biological illustrated book, and there are many things that are not in the book that can be found there."

He took the initiative to mention Grant, Zals hesitated for a moment, thanked him first, and then asked cautiously: "That... about Grant, can you tell me about it when you have time?"

Before Edwin could answer, he immediately said, "It's okay to be inconvenient, I'm just a little curious, and I think he's a very good person."

Edwin ignored his patch. After putting on the cufflinks, he picked up the coat on the coat rack by the door, and said, "It's nothing inconvenient. If you really want to hear it, you can come here when I get back."

Zals said happily: "Really?"

Edwin glanced at him again, thinking, maybe Zars didn't know it, but when his eyes were shining, he was somewhat similar to Cerberus downstairs.

He didn't give Zals a definite answer, but said, "Let's talk about it when I get back. If it's too late, wait until tomorrow."

After all, I don't know how long today's meeting will last. Those old guys are all nocturnal animals. According to the past practice, it might not end until dawn.If so, there's no point in keeping Zars awake and waiting.

Unaware of such a possibility, Zals walked out with him, as if there was a tail wagging behind him: "Then I'll wait for you!"

They went downstairs together, and Edwin quickly went out and got into Sanchez's car, while Zales turned into the kitchen to see if Hannah needed his help with dinner.

In any case, Edwin was willing to wait a little later if he wanted to say it.

After all, Grant is like a special symbol that exists in every corner of No. 179, but no one wants to mention it. As a latecomer, he really wants to know what kind of person this is.