13 Mink Street

Originally, it was just a chat and joke between two people to pass the time, but while talking, both of them fell silent.

Because of sharing secrets with Karen, Neo also thought of the finger sealed in the tail of the cat in Karen's house.

While chatting, the topic suddenly changed, it became a little sacred, it became a little taboo, and it made both of them a little at a loss.

In Karen's mind, the moment when he was purified in the Allen Manor Auditorium and officially became a servant of God, the bright finger pointed at the position between his eyebrows and made a voice:

"Order, come out and meet me."

The atmosphere in the box became tense all of a sudden.

Neo picked up the wine bottle and took a swig like beer.

The story in the myth, both of them are clear, the relationship between the God of Light and the God of Order, the entire church circle is clear and controversial.

"Could it be true?"

Neo asked.

Karen pursed her lips and said with a smile, "I thought you were talking in this direction on purpose."

Neo shook his head and said, "I thought you did it on purpose."

"Two little ants did a very coincidental move at a certain moment, what is that?"

Neo pointed to himself, and then to Karen: "There are two little ants by such a coincidence?"

"It doesn't make sense," Karen said.

"Yes, it doesn't make sense." Neo agreed, "but this sudden sense of silence makes me feel like I have experienced history, whether it is true or not, I can enjoy it in retrospect. "

"Will you seek out the truth of it, if given the chance?"

"I'm lazy." Neo raised his neck and looked at the ceiling above, "I probably wouldn't do this kind of thing. Generally, people who like to study archaeology are the kind who are quieter and can calm down. I Know that I'm not that kind of person."

"That's right." Karen picked up the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table and pulled out one. When he wanted to get the lighter again, Neo took the initiative to pick it up and fired it. Karen could only lean over to light the cigarette.

After exhaling a smoke ring, Karen inserted the cigarette into the ashtray and extinguished it.

The corners of Neo's eyes twitched, and he immediately said, "You have never experienced the days when you didn't have a ticket to buy cigarettes."

Karen was about to reply, but suddenly realized that these were coupon cigarettes that Ventura brought back from the hotel, and immediately admitted:

"My fault."

After speaking, Karen seemed to change the topic and clear up the atmosphere. Karen looked at the woman kneeling in front of him, stretched out his hand, and a chain of order flew out, touching the woman.

Karen closed her eyes.

When he opened it again, he saw a woman sitting there in a space of consciousness that was collapsing and melting. She couldn't stand anymore because her lower body had already melted.

"help me……"

This is an instinctive cry for help, like a helpless person who has fallen into a swamp and is about to be swallowed.

"I can't save you."

Karen gave the answer that the situation has reached an irreversible stage, and there is nothing he can do now, as Neo said long ago.

"Then please take care of my children, my children are..."

"I'm not going to take care of your children, please shut up."

There are many poor people in the world, and they cannot be saved at all. Some people can only be saved one by one, so that they cannot stop;

As for Karen, there are many poor people in the world who cannot be saved anyway, so I can pick and choose.

"Please...help me avenge..."

"OK."

Karen agreed.

Then, Karen's chains touched her, and her soul disintegrated quickly, and she was relieved. After all, what she needs most now is a good time.

Immediately afterwards, looking at the soul power floating in front of his eyes, Karen felt a little "itch" in his heart, especially the chains of order trembled slightly, as if he was about to be unable to restrain some impulse.

Karen took a deep breath, suppressed the impulse in his body that was similar to a cigarette addiction, closed his eyes, opened them again, and returned to the sofa in the box in reality.

Men and women, their bodies began to melt, and gradually turned into liquid. It won't take long, and there will probably be only two sets of wet clothes left in place.

There was a musky scent in the air, very fresh and pleasant.

Neo said with a smile: "They really pay attention to customer experience and put spices on the 'dishes' in advance."

Karen nodded.

Next, the two people sat here, watching helplessly as the two people in front of them turned into a puddle of water, and the two circles on the ground began to rotate, revealing a row of small holes, which sucked up all the corpse water.

"How does it feel?" Neo asked.

"I don't know how to describe it. I have also experienced wars, killed many people, and seen natural disasters, but I found that I still can't treat life like a piece of clothing."

"I understand what you mean." Neo stood up, "But it's not a contradiction. Sometimes, the more you experience things outside, the clearer you can be about what you have to do."

Karen also stood up and said, "Why do you feel that the level of thinking has suddenly increased?"

"You know, I'm not worried that you will change, because you are much younger than me, and it is normal for people to change when they grow up, and it is not normal to remain unchanged.

I'm just worried that after you go out for a trip, you will experience and see some things, and it will become a little faster. I have seen many people, but they just stood on the roof and glanced out the window, and they felt that they were sitting in the same room People are all fools trapped in chains, and they think they have mastered their own independent thinking ability. "

"Off topic."

Neo pointed to his forehead: "This is the memory of Phileas's lecture in my memory. I think it is appropriate to extract it here, at least with a little relationship."

"Okay, you can transcribe it when you have time, and then lend it to me."

"I'm already in the light, and if I copy these light teachings, I will doubt whether I am a light preacher. In case my identity is exposed one day, when I am convicted, I will do better than those real light traitors Both excellent and thorough.”

"I thought you could handle it."

"I've always been able to control my words; by the way, I heard from your manservant that you have the habit of writing notes?

Lend it to me when you have time some other day. I think I need these things to wash myself recently. It is too clean and the sun is not good. I really don’t want to end up as a light bulb.

There was a 'pop', I don't know if it was bright enough for others, I was blinded by the shake first. "

"Then you have to exchange Mr. Phileas's teaching interpretation with me. I know that I was wrong in many places before. I am making a callback, but I am afraid that I will use too much force in the callback, and run from one extreme to another. extreme."

"Okay, I'll transcribe it, but I can't spread it outside, because my intuition tells me that the current light remnants have been suppressed to a critical point. Perhaps, they lack a new doctrine."

"It's the same with my notes. If they are found out, then the two of us will be apostates."

"Okay, we can go."

Neo opened the door and walked out with Karen. There was a waiter waiting outside, and the woman came over quickly and asked about "dining experience".

"It's not bad, that guy Vikley didn't lie to us."

Neo took back his card and a receipt from the woman, put them in his pocket casually, yawned and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

Going up the elevator and walking out of the cinema, the two walked around the street in a tacit understanding. After confirming that they got rid of all possible stalking and tailing, in front of a trash can, Neo kicked the trash in front of him. Barrel, cursed:

"Grab coupons, for every 10,000 coupons, 24,000 coupons are consumed in one go!"

"Why 2.4w coupons?"

"Because there is still a 20% tea service fee."

When Karen heard this, he immediately echoed: "It is indeed a ticket grab."

"It's a bit of a sacrifice this time. When I bring people over tomorrow, I must pay back the blood."

"I wish the director all the best."

"If it doesn't go well, it won't work. My card is considered a credit card and I have to pay it back."

"The next step is to wait for news from Alfred."

"Yes, if everything is confirmed as expected, I will not notify you, for fear of disturbing your state, because there is something that needs you to do now, since you have chosen Mr. Pavaro as the whistleblower."

"Pavaro's suicide note."

"Yes, that's right. You don't need to be talented in your writing, but you must be realistic and affectionate. You will recite it during the trial. It must be contagious."

"The requirements are very high, and I will try my best to write well."

"Well, I'm going to arrange a scene of burning corpses and destroying traces. You need to give me some relics of Mr. Pavaro."

"Oh, I have it here."

Karen took out her wallet and took out a photo of Dora and Doreen: "I found it on Mr. Pavaro a long time ago, and I kept it as a souvenir."

"This is very good, I will let the fire burn off the edge of the photo, leaving the smiling faces of his two daughters."

"I have always been very confident in your ability to falsify evidence, Director."

On Snake Island, Neo made wounds on himself and set up the scene, allowing Karen to see what it means to be a real professional.

Neo shrugged, and said: "The time was originally rushed, but the evidence is too abundant."

"Yes, that's right."

"Then let's split up first."

"Okay, then I'll go back and write the suicide note first."

Karen drove back to the funeral home and walked into the yard just in time to see Vic sitting on a bench reading a newspaper.

"Captain, you're back. The main reason is that they're all gone. The apartment is too deserted. I'll come here to have a look. At least it's still lively here, haha."

Vic stood up and greeted Karen very politely.

"Come here for breakfast at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and then go out with me."

"Yes, Captain!"

Karen was about to go back to his master bedroom, then he seemed to think of something, stopped and asked, "Where did you take my cat and dog this morning?"

"Went to the coupon store and bought some coffee and flour."

"You volunteered?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Then it won't be reimbursed."

"Okay, Captain."

Vic smiled. After Karen left, he bit his lips and wiped the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

Karen opened the door and walked into the master bedroom, and saw Pu'er sipping coffee with a scarf around his neck, with a solemn expression.

I believe that when Pu'er looked at the portraits of the ancestors at home, he was not so solemn.

"Do you need to wear a scarf to drink coffee?"

"Do you know how expensive this cup of coffee is? Usually, even if the radio goblin suddenly fails and the antenna is out of order, if you want to buy it for me, I wouldn't dare to spend your hard-earned coupons like this.

I was lucky this time, this Vic also wanted to blend in here, so he was willing to give me coupons to please me, but when I checked out at the coupon store, I felt that he had a bit of a cold and was shivering all the time. "

"Rasma helped cover up Minke Street anyway, so you treat his students like this?"

"He did it to appease Diss, because he knows what it means once Diss wakes up. As for treating other students... His students have been suppressed because of his relationship. We are not helping him and leading him. The workplace has taken off, so Rasma is technically in our debt.

Right, stupid dog? "

"Wang."

"By the way, Karen, have you noticed that the stupid dog doesn't dare to shout in front of you now."

"Maybe it's old age."

Kevin: "..."

"Well, don't you think you have forgotten something, such as what you promised to do, but what you should do now but haven't done yet..."

When Kevin heard what Pu'er said, he immediately raised his head with anticipation in his eyes.

But just now, Pu'er realized something, and immediately asked:

"No, aren't you the meow who should be tearing stockings in Allen Manor now?"

"Something about work..."

Karen briefly told Pu'er what happened today.

"Oh, that's still important to work." Pu'er immediately looked at Kevin and comforted him: "Then let's wait a few more days, our family Karen will go to arrest people tomorrow morning, unblocking you tonight will affect his state, understand No?"

Kevin nodded immediately, wagging his tail cheerfully.

"By the way, Karen, are you going to help Mr. Pavaro write a suicide note later? Do you need Pall Allen, a well-known contemporary writer, to help you write it?"

"Do you want me to send a suicide note full of cat paw prints as evidence?"

"I just want to help you share some things."

"Okay, thanks, I'm pretty relieved to see you sitting at home drinking coffee."

"Why meow?"

"Because if the family is busy, sometimes the meaning of being busy will be lost. When you are busy, you can see someone at home enjoying it, and you will feel that your busyness is worthwhile."

"Do you say things like that to Eunice often? My great-great-great-niece can't resist your mouth."

"Ding dong."

Pu'er hugged her head and said very dissatisfied: "Why did you hit me again!"

"Go on drinking coffee, I'm going to write a suicide note."

Karen went to the bathroom to wash her face first, then walked into the study and sat down, took out a pen and paper, and began to conceive a suicide note.

After sitting for a while, Karen stood up and found Mr. Pavaro's work notes from the middle of the bookshelf, as well as the very precious investigation record against Judge Qi Heshu at that time.

Next, Karen began to revisit the text.

Before I knew it, it entered the night.

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a knock on the door.

Karen was startled suddenly, feeling the sweat dripping from the tip of his nose.

Mrs. Lake asked outside the door: "Mr. Karen, do I need to prepare a supper for you?"

Karen lowered her voice: "No, dear."

There was no sound outside the door, and after a while, there was the sound of Mrs. Lake's footsteps leaving.

Karen picked up the water glass on the table and took several sips in a row. Just now, he seemed to have returned to the state when he just moved into Allen's apartment and encountered this incident;

No, strictly speaking, the person sitting here at this moment can better enter Mr. Pavaro's state of mind.

"It turns out that you are also afraid."

Karen talked to herself, then picked up a pen and began to formally write a suicide note:

"I'm guilty because I'm starting to be afraid, an emotion that leads to deep doubts about my beliefs, which turns into shame, shame, and finally, the brain numbness I've been sitting at my desk for a long time.

Then, a picture popped up in my mind:

He stood in front of me, smiling, and told me that his grandfather was the bishop.

I am angry.

Did the great God of Order throw Ankara into the mouth of the beast just to let us believers say such words with no shame and pride?

..."

When the posthumous writing was finished, the sky was already slightly bright.

Karen put the suicide note into a blank envelope, picked it up, and walked into the master bedroom.

Pu'er was still lying on the bed and fast asleep.

Karen stretched out his hand and gently pushed it, but it naturally stretched out its claws to hug his hand, and then leaned its face against it as a pillow.

"Wake up."

Pu'er slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and said, "Woo meow, it's dawn, isn't it?"

"Do me a favor." Karen put the envelope in front of Pu'er, "Control the heat well, and bake it for me, but it doesn't need to be too old, and it must be clearly written recently."

"You are really demanding." Pu'er rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"You can't touch this suicide note. The ink is not dry yet. I believe in your ability to control the fire."

"Wow woof."

Kevin, who was also awakened, came over to agree with his bald head.

"Okay, leave it to me."

Pu'er's two paws began to rub, and soon, a small flame appeared, flying around the envelope unsteadily.

"Okay, it should be fine."

Karen looked at the envelope, took out the letter inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

Pu'er meat claw made a move, and the cute little flame floated in front of Karen:

"Oh, Captain Karen, do you need me to light a cigarette for you?"

Karen breathed on the flames in front of him, and the flames went out.

"Okay, you go on sleeping, I'm going out."

"Then I'll give it to our little Karen."

Pu'er jumped out of the bed, climbed to Karen's shoulder and sat down very familiarly.

Karen pushed open the bedroom door and walked out. The morning sun shone down and fell on her body, as if all the fatigue caused by a sleepless night was instantly cleared away.

When Karen stepped out, Pu'er raised his paw and declared for Karen:

"From this moment on, the Whip of Order in York City has entered a new era!"

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There are many factors that need to be considered in the plot these days, and the speed of the dragon code word has slowed down. Please forgive me. Please read the next chapter tomorrow morning, hold tight!