Silver Blade and Rose

Lie down in the guest room, but just like Edwin said, Zars suddenly lost sleepiness.

So many things happened in one day, it's hard to imagine that he has gone to hell, came back and had an amazing conversation with Edwin, and to be honest, he hasn't recovered until now.

He lay on an unfamiliar bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling, his thoughts wandered for a while, probably because he was really tired, and he actually felt sleepy.

Before falling asleep, Zals thought in a daze that the bed seemed uncomfortable.

He set the alarm clock and only planned to sleep for two hours, but it was already late at night when he woke up again, and it would be dawn after another two hours of sleep.The alarm clock on the mobile phone didn't ring, Zals picked it up and looked at it, someone should have turned it off for him.

It was past four o'clock in the morning, and there seemed to be nothing to do except walk the dog.He got up and changed his clothes, and went upstairs to look before going out. Elvins was still sitting where he was, making a nest for the snake with someone's scarf, and was fiddling with it. It looks boring.

He didn't disturb the other party, and went downstairs quietly again.

Cerberus doesn't need to guard the door at night. In fact, his work and rest are the same as them, but he sleeps very lightly. Almost the moment Zals opened the door, he raised his head to look at him. Why do you get up so early.

Zales added a spoonful of dog food to it, and patted it on the head affectionately.Cerberus rubbed his palm, then looked up at him through his fingers, his dark eyes were round like two black pearls.

Seeing that it didn't mean to eat, and understood that it wasn't hungry, Zals smiled and rubbed it, stood up and looked for the leash: "Let's go if you're not hungry, I'll take you out for a run."

He put the collar on Cerberus, fastened the leash, and thought as he tidied it up. Cerberus seemed to have grown a lot, and the collar had to be loosened a bit to fit.

Fortunately, the dog house is very big, and there is no need to remove the heavy cover for the time being, but...he really has no idea how big the hellhound can grow.

Maybe I should mention it to Edwin, and ask him if Kerr should be moved to another bed, or let Kerr go to sleep in the house.

He was jogging on the street with the dog, Cerberus controlled the speed and trotted to keep pace with him, occasionally finding someone in front of him, he would arch his legs to signal to change direction.Fortunately, it was still early, the sky had just turned a little white, and there was almost no one on the road. They ran all the way to another block, bought hot bread and coffee in the bakery that just opened, and then went to the vending machine next door. Go, coin a can of diet soda.

He didn't have the habit of drinking coffee. The coffee was brought for Edwin, but it was still early, and Edwin must not have woken up now when he went back, so he took the dog and sat down in a corner where no one was around. On the other side of the bench, he took out his share, broke off a small piece and gave it to Cerberus, and slowly tore the rest and stuffed it into his mouth.

A new day has already begun, and he seems to be able to hear the bustling sounds of the streets and alleys, and the rumble of the subway under his feet across the ground. Get up and start functioning vigorously.

And he just got a handsome boyfriend yesterday, maybe it's time to end his morning run and bring him a favorite breakfast.

The bread is not big, and it exudes the aroma of roasted wheat in the increasingly cold weather. It is packed in an insulated paper bag and put together with the same hot coffee.Zars stuffed the last piece of bread into his mouth, stretched out his hand to touch Cerberus who was sitting obediently by the side, and whispered, "Do you like Edwin?"

Cerberus' ears were propped into his palms, and he moved when he heard the words, and his big tail shook slightly.

"He doesn't seem to play with you much, why do you like him so much?"

Zals thought it was a little cute, so he licked its ears twice, thinking that he didn't seem to have any position to talk about it. Edwin treated him better, so he followed him, and secretly liked him several months.

If Edwin hadn't taken the initiative to make it clear, he might not be able to figure out whether his thoughts were ordinary admiration or liking in a few months.

He grew up so much that he didn't seem to have a crush on anyone other than his parents, no girls or boys he knew before, so that before this, he had never realized that he might like men.

…Of course, there is nothing comparable between Edwin and his former classmates and friends. Their relationship was different from others from the very beginning. The other party guided him to adapt to this job. became a favorite.

Zals couldn't help laughing, finished his soda, hung the leash around his wrist with one hand, crushed the bottle and threw it into the trash can, and picked up the paper bag containing coffee and bread with the other hand: "Let's go, Tiandu It's light, go back and deliver breakfast to Edwin."

After eating, he didn't think about running back again, chose a route with few people, and led Cerberus back slowly.

On the way, he accidentally ran into Sanchez who was driving, and got a document from him.

"What is this?" He didn't open it to look at it without authorization, but asked first, "Can I read it? Or take it back to Edwin?"

"Look." Sanchez opened the car door and let him and the dog get in the car, ready to give them a ride along the way, "Xuesting Fenn, do you remember? There is a new progress in his case, the suspected murderer is in a small town in the south Showed up, the president said to you to deal with."

The original sentence was "Since they brought people out without authorization, the mess will be handed over to No. 179 to clean up." Of course, he would not say this, but just sent the documents as required, and by the way, he conveyed Sauron's message to Zars tactfully. mean.

The name was just mentioned at night, so Zarles would not immediately forget him. Sanchez said "suspected murderer", presumably it should be the real serial murderer in the case of Sherstein Fenn.

"Why did this case fall into the hands of the Exorcist Association in the first place?" He was a little puzzled, and opened the folder casually. Inside were several copies. In addition to the original information of the Xuesting case, an extra photo was added. It's a man's somewhat blurred side face, which seems to be a screenshot of a surveillance video. "These materials seem to be compiled by the police station. Is there anything worth noting, that's why you're transferred here?"

"Look carefully at the lower right corner of the photo." Sanchez couldn't get distracted while driving, so he could only verbally explain to him, "This guy is probably not human, the surveillance only captured his upper body, but the lower parts disappeared out of thin air. "

Zals looked at it as he said, and sure enough, a small part of the man's body below the shoulders in the photo was submerged in the dark background. The screenshot was a bit blurry, but after a closer look, he found that there was nothing there.

"Fen was taken away by you, and we will be responsible for the finishing work. What you need to do is to catch the real murderer and put him in prison." Sanchez stopped the car in front of No. 179 Rock Hill Street, I lit a cigarette for myself, then glanced at Zals through the rearview mirror, "For you now, this is not a difficult case, is it?"

Zals, who had just returned from hell a few hours ago, laughed twice, convinced that he had heard the news that Edwin had personally reported the opening of the "door": "I will talk to Edwin, and see if he is ready." How to deal with it and call you again."

"Okay." Sanchez didn't say much, and waved him out of the car, "You go back, the errands are done, I have to go back and send the children to school."

So Zals got out of the car with the dog and the documents, watched his car drive away before sending the dog back to the kennel, then patted its head, and went upstairs to deliver breakfast to Edwin.

It was cold outside, commensurate with the season, but the fireplace was burning inside. Someone got up and added firewood, and there was a slight crackling sound as it burned.He wore a thick T-shirt under his jacket. After taking it off, he rolled up his sleeves, went into the kitchen to wash his hands, took out the bread and put it on the plate, and after finishing this series of tasks, he went upstairs with the plate and coffee and knocked on the door.

To his surprise, although it was just past six in the morning, Edwin had already woken up. After opening the door, he took a look at the thing on his hand, and gave him a space: "Come in."

Zals was holding a plate and coffee in his hand, with the documents sent by Sanchez under his elbow. When he entered the door carefully, Edwin picked up the folder halfway. He was relieved and put the breakfast on the table.

"The case sent by Sanchez, you should eat first and take your time."