13 Mink Street

Karen has never had any special preference for cars. He has a second-hand Pence and has not thought about replacing it until now. After all, it is a sentimental thing;

But once you get into the VIP car, you really have a feeling you can't go back. This experience is as smooth as chocolate.

Sure enough, the only disadvantage of expensive things is that they are expensive.

The car stopped at the entrance of the funeral home, Karen got out of the car, and Alfred walked over on his own initiative.

"Master, Vic's place has been settled."

"Well, by the way, you take Muri to the headquarters of the Whip of Order in this region after dinner, and go to the Disciplinary Inspection Committee's office on the second floor to find Neo. Neo is going to investigate Vicolet next, and he needs you. and Murry’s assistance.”

"I understand, Master, are you taking Neo's car back with you?"

"No need, I plan to drive it to Allen Manor tomorrow."

"Okay, Master, after all, it would be too showy and obvious for us to drive a VIP car to conduct the investigation."

"Haha, okay, I'm going to take a bath and plan to have a good rest."

"Okay, Master."

Karen returned to his master bedroom, Pu'er was sitting on the mat, and Xili was squatting there to wipe Pu'er's body after just taking a bath.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xili turned her head and shouted happily: "Master, you are back."

"Oh, stupid big ass, you shouldn't turn around when you are talking at this time. Your young master's physical fitness has been greatly improved recently. I believe he would rather look at your squatting back."

"I'll go back to the manor tomorrow, will you go back with me?"

As Karen spoke, she walked past them and knocked Pu'er on the head. Pu'er held his head in dissatisfaction:

"Heh, I must be going back to the manor tomorrow. You can't help it, right? Meow!"

"I'm going to take a shower."

"Remember to use cold water, meow!"

Karen stopped, looked at Pu'er, and asked, "Why do I think you are in heat as soon as you get home?"

"Haha." Pu'er turned his head and looked at Karen, "Believe it or not, I have been sticking to Eunice since I followed you back to the manor? No, I will secretly use my claws to scratch all the stockings in the drawer. So that you don’t have to tear it apart!”

"I originally planned to make pickled fish tonight, Xili, do you have any fish at home?"

"Yes, young master, I just went to the market to buy it this afternoon."

Karen's eyes fell on Pu'er again.

Pu'er immediately said: "Oh, my God, who can have the heart to ruin the opportunity of a young couple who has not seen each other for a long time to be alone? This is really an extremely cruel and immoral thing!"

Karen walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and then went to the kitchen to make a simple dinner. The main dish was pickled fish. After making a separate portion for Pu'er, Karen mixed the rest with a bowl of rice. After eating, he went into his study.

Sitting down behind the desk, Karen was in a daze for a while, and then dialed the phone. After many transfers, he waited for a long time. Finally, his cousin Mina's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello, this is Immelais Funeral Society."

"Mina, it's me."

There was silence for a while on the phone, and then he shouted in surprise: "Brother Karen!"

Karen rarely called home. Even though there was a promise from Rasma to protect her, Karen was still unwilling to take too many risks, at least not too "rampant."

"Brother Karen, how are you doing in Wayne?"

"I'm doing fine, how about you?"

"I'm fine too, my parents are fine, my aunt is fine, my brothers and sisters are fine, and my family's business is fine too; oh, by the way, my mother said last time that you paid off the mortgage, brother, where are you..."

"I'm fine. Your teacher Eunice's family is very rich."

Karen didn't want to explain too much about money. Anyway, he had a qualified shield.

"Ah, okay, I understand. Dad is back. Dad, answer the phone. It's Brother Karen's call."

The sound of hurried leather shoes came, and soon Uncle Mason's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Okay, our man who is wandering away from home is finally willing to give us a call!"

Uncle Mason's words were filled with resentment.

Karen felt a little guilty. He originally thought that his choice was right. As a human being, he had to go out and really see the world.

But sometimes, people make the mistake of doing something for the sake of doing something;

After seeing the world, what do you want to do?

Now think about it, if you stay on Mink Street, you and your uncle will wait for business to come to your door every day, arrange the mourning venue together, and stay with your family. This kind of life will be very warm.

Karen reached up to cover her mouth and yawned, which was considered a sigh.

On the other end of the phone, Uncle Mason seemed to hear a breath, and immediately softened his tone: "Karen, I still say the same thing, if you feel uncomfortable outside, come back immediately. This home will always belong to you. .”

"Uncle, I am living a good life in Wayne. You don't have to worry. It's just that due to some special reasons, I can't contact you often. I apologize to you."

"It's okay, it's okay. I know you are an independent child. Just make your own decisions outside."

"Uncle, how is grandpa doing now?"

"Still in a coma, the doctor said he probably won't wake up. What's that word called, oh, vegetative state; the weather is nice these days, and I push your grandpa out to bask in the sun every day.

In fact, I also regret it a little. If I didn't always want to run away and have a career when I was young... It would be great if I could stay with my father and spend more time with him.

Especially after your parents passed away, your father must have been very lonely. "

"Aren't you back, uncle?"

"It's different. I lost everything and came back in despair. Your aunt came back from a divorce. Alas.

Even after I came back, I rarely walked or chatted with my father. Now that I have time and know how to do it, my father kept his eyes closed and could no longer respond to me. "

"Uncle, grandpa won't blame you. Grandpa has always supported his children to choose their own lives. No matter what the outcome is, grandpa can actually look past it, because experience and experience are part of life."

His second son lost all his fortune in the stock market, and his youngest daughter got divorced and returned home with her granddaughter. To be honest, this... was nothing to my grandfather.

"Okay, I don't need you to comfort your uncle. You have to take good care of yourself outside, you know?"

"You too, uncle."

Aunt Mary and Aunt Winnie were not at home, so Karen and Uncle Mason hung up the phone after chatting for a while longer.

"Are you okay at home?" Pu'er, who had already dried his hair, walked into the study and asked.

"Everything at home is very good. Uncle Mason will push grandpa outside to bask in the sun these days, walk and talk. He said he regrets not doing this before."

"Haha." Pu'er laughed directly, "What kind of self-promotion and touching thing is Mason doing? It's like he dared to go for a walk and chat with his father before Dis fell asleep. How could he not see Dis? It's like a mouse scared to death when it sees a cat.

The same goes for Mary and Winnie. Even though they have lived together for so many years, they tremble every time they see Dis. "

"That seems to be the case." Karen smiled bitterly, "You really washed away the sad atmosphere I had just brewed."

"That's because you are still young." Pu'er jumped up on the desk, "Because I have lived a long time, so I have experienced the death of my elders and the death of my younger generations."

"Okay." Karen reached out and touched Pu'er's head.

"The new bath water was prepared by Ashley's mother. Does it smell good?"

"Smells good."

"You should rest early. I see you feel tired."

"Well, I need a night's sleep to adjust my state, and also to adjust to the jet lag."

It was eight o'clock in the morning when I woke up. I had a good night's sleep. After taking a shower and washing myself, Karen came to the kitchen. Hilly had already prepared a bowl of noodles for herself.

After eating the noodles, Karen planned to leave for Allen Manor, but Pu'er and Kevin were not seen in the yard.

"Master, Miss Pu'er will go out in the morning."

"Going out, with whom?"

"With a gentleman I haven't seen before, his name is Vic. Miss Pu'er asked me to tell you that he will not go back with you. He will go to a place called a coupon shop."

Went to the coupon shop with Vic?

Are you trying to catch a newcomer taking advantage of someone else?

"Xili, I have to go out and won't be back tonight."

"Okay, Master, please be careful on the road."

At this time, the phone rang in the study. Alfred was not at home. After hesitating, Karen went back to the study to answer the phone. Neo's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is Karen home?"

"It's me, Director."

"Thank God you haven't gone to meet your fiancée yet."

Karen sighed and said, "I already regret answering this call."

"Haha, there is no way. Work is more important. When a woman asks you whether work is more important or her, the answer is always the only one, and that is work."

Karen wanted to refute Neo, but gave up because Neo was just joking about disturbing her "visiting relatives" schedule, and it would hurt her feelings to refute him.

After all, Neo lost his lover because of his serious work.

Neo on the other end of the phone was also silent for a moment.

In life, some scars never heal, and we always touch them accidentally in life.

"Director, are you in the headquarters building now?"

"No, we are in a phone booth next to Kumquat Avenue now. I thought it was a little slow for Zhewu Crow to find you, so I thought of trying to call your funeral club directly."

"It's very remote there..."

"Yes, it belongs to the suburbs. We found a movie theater here. Haha, there are some interesting things in it. All I can say is, that Vicolet, his family has a really big time."

"Have you already obtained the results of your investigation? So soon?"

I just told Neo about the investigation target yesterday afternoon, and he found something this morning?

Moreover, it must be something very important, otherwise Neo would not notify him at this time.

"Your manservant, oh, Alfred, I asked him to follow Vicolay first, but he followed him to the cinema in the early morning. It was that simple, because Vicolay didn't do anything at all. What a cover-up, he didn’t expect anyone to follow him.”

"Is there anything wrong with that movie theater?"

"The movie theater is just a cover. Its real function is a place of sacrifice and transfer. You can go there to 'sell' your spiritual power and soul power, and then they will give you points as reward; of course, you can also go there to make purchases. ,if you need.

It's a bit like donating blood in real society, oh no, selling blood. "

"Director, how come you are so familiar with this kind of place?"

"Well, people, sometimes money is a little tight, you know."

"Haha." Karen was a little helpless, "Where is Vicolay going to make purchases?"

It is impossible for him to "sell blood". After all, although the Naton family has a bad reputation in the bishops' circle of York City, the family foundation is still very solid.

"I now suspect that this place is not a simple black market blood factory. It will have more in-depth services."

"Intensify services?"

"Yes, that's right. Spiritual power is not bad. You can recover after overdraft. As long as the extraction is not too outrageous, the damage to the body is not great. But soul power is a bit like selling life. Normal priests can't get it at all. There are no methods or opportunities to replenish the soul's power.

If this kind of business is run purely on a voluntary basis, the market will be smaller, so... the way to deepen it is to keep priests in captivity.

Think about it, Vicolay himself is the judge, and his family is powerful. Don't you still have two servants in your funeral society to run errands and look after the house? How could there be no one around him to help him.

If it is a pure purchase, just ask someone to buy it back. The spiritual power and soul power can be sealed in bottles made of special materials or empty spiritual stones.

But he went there in person. I think the problem here is a bit big. It's a bit like a premium member customer who went to the store to taste the rare seafood he ordered.

By the way, you have been in contact with him. Do you think there is anything unusual about the fluctuations of his spiritual power? "

"Do you suspect that his realm and strength were gained through this method?"

"Either he suffered some kind of injury to his body or soul, which led to early decline, or he himself has very poor talent and relies on this method to force himself up. He himself is a civilian-turned adjudicator, and his strength requirements are not high, but If he can’t even meet this modest requirement and still needs to absorb and instill it in this way, then he has a big problem.”

"When I met and contacted him, my level was a bit low at the time, and I didn't take action at the time, so I didn't know."

"Okay, let's do it together. While investigating the cinema, we will arrange for another person to conduct a trial assassination of Vicolay. The purpose is not to kill him, but to obtain his true strength. Some people are You have a realm, but you don't know how to fight, but that's another thing. Let's try it first, let... Muri go ahead. Oh, no, you hit too hard, and your family's fighting style is too obvious.

By the way, Karen, let that Felscher girl go, she's better at this, and you can't tell her identity even with a little disguise. "

"Okay, I'll call her over and let you make the arrangements."

"Let your valet make arrangements. Although we have only worked together for one night, I already have the urge to fire Fanny and hire your valet to be my secretary."

"As long as he wants to."

"Haha, you are really not afraid of me poaching your corner."

"You dig it."

"That's it for now. Our current specific location is a hotel next to Kumquat Avenue. What is the name of the hotel?

Okay, it’s called [Whiplash Love].

Oh, damn, I asked you why there were so many strange furnishings in the room just now. I thought they were the torture tools you brought from home. "

"Okay, I'll be right over."

"Before you come, go to Lemar Pottery and ask for two temporary masks. I have placed an order from him before."

"Director, have you given me the money?"

"Of course not. Please help me settle the bill. You can get a discount if you go."

"All right."

"Then come here quickly. If Vicolay really did this kind of thing of imprisoning, absorbing and indoctrinating himself, and we have solid evidence, then I can guarantee that he is finished;

Because this kind of behavior already belongs to the obvious cult and lost nature of the "Ordinance of Order", this is an extremely serious and untouchable provision.

If he squeezed them harder and drained the imprisoned people as disposable consumables, haha...then he would only have to go to the execution ground of order. "

"I think this is the truth."

"Believe me, Karen, even if Vicolet really just got excited and went to that movie theater early in the morning to watch a horror movie and drank a glass of soda and ate half a bucket of popcorn, we can still create him and this thing. The evidence involved in the matter.”

"director."

"Um?"

"What I want is the truth."

"Um?"

Neo on the other side of the phone obviously didn't understand why Karen suddenly said this.

"In my case, he has been sentenced to death since he tried to swallow up Mr. Pavaro's credit."

"I know, and I respect Mr. Pavaro very much, so I fully approve of you attacking him."

"What I hope is that with more incriminating evidence, I can feel more comfortable when I take action."

"Okay, I understand what you mean. It seems that you encountered something when you went out this time."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, Director."

"You're welcome. I'm happy to see you grow. Maybe you are right. I should also change my previous behavior and habits. After all, this is not the past. Try to make yourself look bright and great... Bah, Sunshine is great and upright. Some.

In this way, when the superiors want to push us out as scapegoats in the future, it will also make it more difficult for them to operate.

Oh, by the way, there is another very important thing, which is related to the writing of the investigation report in our office. We must have a whistleblower or clue provider before we can launch an investigation into a bishop's grandson.

Otherwise, the superiors will think that our office is crazy, and they will target the bishops as soon as they are established and restored. Although... we do do this, I think we should cover it up, otherwise it will be very detrimental to our future work. carry out.

So, do you have a suitable whistleblower there? "

"have."

"who?"

"Mr. Pavarro."

"He's dead, oh no, 'he' is not dead yet."

"Yes, 'he' is not dead yet, but this time if the evidence of Vicolet's crime is true, Mr. Pavaro, the whistleblower, can die.

Evidence can be produced that Mr. Pavarro was silenced in retaliation, so that after his death, he can be commemorated and mourned by the church. "

Neo's voice came from the other end of the microphone:

"But, Karen, you just reminded me not to 'create evidence'."

Karen smiled and said:

“However, Mr. Pavarro was silenced and died for exposing darkness;

I buried him personally, and his name was not engraved on the tombstone.

I,

church,

He was owed a real funeral. "