13 Mink Street

Hearing Karen's words, the bewilderment and regret on Mr. Darlis's face gradually faded away, replaced by a complex expression of surprise and sarcasm.

He looked at Karen and asked softly:

"Captain Karen..."

"Um."

"So, you're not her?"

"Oh, you thought I belonged to Mrs. Fisher, so you were hiding it from me on purpose just now?

Do you think I will report your situation to Mrs. Fisher? "

"Yes, because her granddaughter is in your team."

"I'm not."

"Now I know you're not, otherwise you wouldn't lead me to lie to her."

"It was unnecessary for me, because you are already ready to lie to her."

"Yes, that's right, she wants a good result, so I will give her a good result. She has always used me as a test subject, and I am willing to be a test subject for her, but only if ...the result is what I want.

But now, the result is not what I want, so she must also step into this abyss of pain and despair with me.

It's actually very easy to lie to her. Even if she sees me like I am now, she will still feel that I failed because of my personal reasons. Her side will definitely succeed.

A person is deceived because she wants to believe. "

"Can you tell me your current situation?"

Karen looked around, and finally pulled over a chair that the guard was sitting on, sat down by himself, and looked at Darius through the cell door.

Then, he silently took out the cigarette that was rolled down from Neo's car, lit one, and after taking a puff, the soul injury that had just started to hurt was suppressed.

In fact, he should take a good rest now to recover from his injuries, but the conditions did not allow it.

It's like opening a store to do business, either very busy or too busy, this is also life.

"Captain Karen should know something."

"Just say what you want."

"I thought I succeeded when my father died, but at that time, I endured too much pain, just like pumping air into a bicycle tire. It was pumped out for a while, and then pumped in hard for a while..."

Hearing this, Karen frowned slightly, and what appeared in his mind was the image of himself killing Bishop Dolfo. He instinctively felt that this process should have something to do with him.

Dalis continued: "It's painful, tearing, desperate..."

"Is it because of this reason that it failed?"

"No, although this process was very tormented, after it was completely over, I felt an unspeakable power descending on me, like a blessing that I could touch with my hands.

Do you know what it feels like, Captain Cullen? "

Karen was noncommittal.

"I have read some records, and there has always been a saying among the senior leaders in the church that condensed fragments of the godhead were brought into my Temple of Order by the gate of the temple. If this elder has a family, then his family will also get a With the blessing of the Temple of Order, future generations of this family will be able to receive significant help in terms of talent and development.

And this kind of assistance has nothing to do with the identity intervention of the elder of the temple. "

"I've heard it said."

Diess said something similar, probably meaning that after the top-notch plant grows fruit, it will heavily fertilize the seedlings around it.

"Well, I believe there is, because I feel it, but...it's different from what I thought."

"So, it wasn't because of your previous suffering that caused you to fail, but the final result of this curse, which is failure?"

"Yes, this curse is bound to fail. It cannot succeed. This is the scariest thing about this curse. It keeps giving you hope and hanging on you. In the end, it will give you deep despair, hehe."

"Can you be more specific?"

"Of course, but Captain Karen, can you give me a cigarette, I need it now too."

This was originally the cigarette Darius gave Neo.

"OK."

Karen took out a cigarette, lit it and handed it to Darius.

Darius took the cigarette and hesitated for a moment. This time, he didn't just use his hands to inhale a little smoke, but put it directly in his mouth and took a hard puff.

There is no nicotine in this stuff at all, or in other words, nicotine is considered a low-level substance in it, and it does not deserve to exist. This is an extremely pure high-level psychotropic drug that can paralyze the soul.

Therefore, if the soul is hurt, it can be used as a painkiller.

After exhaling a puff of smoke ring, Darius finally showed a relieved expression on his face.

Obviously, compared to the extensive festering on his body, the damage his soul suffered was even more tragic.

"Captain Karen, what's the difference between a curse and a blessing?"

Karen sighed and reminded: "I think we can speed up the chat process a little bit."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I have some habits, and it's hard to change. In diplomatic occasions, talking nonsense and constantly saying the same nonsense has almost become an instinct.

I think, why this curse cannot be turned into a blessing is because what you get is emotional. "

"With emotion?"

"Yeah, if they really love you, then what they give you is a blessing, and if they hate you, it is a curse.

I don't know if I understand it correctly, but I feel that this should be the truth, at least part of the truth.

I admire the person who developed this secret technique. He is really terrifying. This is a secret technique that transforms the unthinkable and untouchable power into something tangible.

However, I suspect that when he developed this secret technique, his original intention should be to bless it.

Because I think such a great person, he would not start out with a curse, which would appear very low-level, Captain Karen, can you understand what I said? "

Karen nodded.

"But it's like silverware that has just been smelted, it will darken if it is left outside for a long time, a blessing, but it becomes a curse when it is placed outside, hehehe.

I am willing to gamble and admit defeat, and I am willing to gamble and admit defeat.

I hate what I should hate, and I revenge what I deserve.

From what you just said, Captain Karen, you are on the same line as me, right? "

"Yes, I want to protect my people."

"Philomena, is that your woman?"

Karen stared slightly, then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, but I want to remind you, don't mess with this curse. Once you burn this fire on yourself, it can't be extinguished."

"I don't need you, Mr. Darius, to worry about these things for me."

Whether it's a curse or a blessing, I'm already in this sequence.

"I need some medicine materials now, and a few scrolls that can hide the breath."

"Paper and pen are here, you make a list, and I will prepare it for you."

"Already listed, here you are. Also, okay, when will you let me out?"

"When do you think it's appropriate?"

"Tomorrow at noon, I will let her see one, the me she wants to see."

"Okay, I'll let you out at noon tomorrow."

Karen stood up, ready to leave.

Darius was puzzled again: "I'm curious, how do you plan to help her granddaughter?"

"You don't need to know this, because I can't help you."

"Ah, I understand that everything is still possible before the bubble is punctured. I am already broken. I think I may die and choose to commit suicide. What do you think?"

"You won't commit suicide, but you really won't live for too long. Maybe on the next rainy day, you will turn into a puddle of mud and be washed into a sewer pipe on a certain street in York City."

"It's such a bleak ending, but it's also pretty good."

"Take care of yourself and try not to pollute the environment."

"I will, I will." Darius nodded, "Then, can you give me another cigarette?"

Karen pulled out two cigarettes and handed them to him.

Darius took the cigarette and said with a smile, "I thought you would give me the rest of this box."

"It would have been possible."

"You are also injured, just like me, in the soul, how did you get it?"

"you do not need to know."

Because it was done when you killed your father.

"Okay, thank you, talk to a puddle of mud."

"You're welcome."

Karen walked out of the detention center, gave instructions to the guards, and returned to his office.

When taking a bath, Karen subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his chest, not mentioning the pain in his soul. From time to time, this part of his body gave him a feeling of being separated from his body, as if his body had become a pile of building blocks. Similarly, after pulling away a piece, there is a sense of loss all over the body.

But Karen found it very enjoyable, using the [Scythe of War] to attack himself, it felt like cutting the cancerous part, it must not be cut clean, but it is impossible for it to recur and spread in a short time.

Sometimes, tossing and tossing every now and then, it's really better to give yourself a quick knife.

After taking a shower, Alfred was already standing in the office:

"Master, coffee and dog food have been refilled."

Karen briefly told Alfred what happened before. Although Karen spoke quickly and briefly, Alfred must be able to understand it smoothly.

"Master, you need to rest now."

"It's too late, no matter if Darius is good or bad, Mrs. Fisher will do something to Philomena."

"You want to speed up the process?"

"Yes, there is no one who spends a whole year guarding against thieves. How uncomfortable it is."

Alfred frowned upon hearing this, and immediately said:

"Master, you don't need to translate into Makley."

"Yo, did you hear that?"

"Yes, some proverbs have feelings."

"Very well, I will write to you next time."

"Thank you, master."

"I'll sleep for a while, call me at supper time, grandma and Deron will come."

"Understood, master."

Karen lay down on the bed to rest. After Alfred poured a glass of ice water for Karen and put it on the bedside table, he walked out of the office silently. When he closed the door, he saw Philomena sitting on the bench.

Philomena also looked back at Alfred.

"You should dedicate your loyalty to the young master."

Philomena didn't respond, neither in words nor in expression.

Except for Karen and Richard, Philomena had some difficulty in any other indirect command communication.

"say."

Alfred urged.

Philomena finally asked, "Is this a request, or an exchange?"

Alfred replied:

"It's polite."

"This is in a dream..."

"In the young master, you should have found the anchor point between your dream and reality."

"Anchor point..."

"You should dedicate your loyalty to the young master."

"Mr. Alfred, you are so strange now."

"You will understand, after your business is over, you will understand what I mean by what I am saying now."

"Preaching?"

"Hehe, what do you think?"

"I find it ridiculous."

"Okay, let time ferment these. By the way, Richard, his task is to stay by your side now."

"In the opposite office, calling his grandparents."

"Then I'll get to work first."

Alfred took out his small notebook, pulled out the pen, and recorded while walking outside:

"The perplexed autistic girl still doesn't know how lucky she is to be chosen by God.

I am a little envious of this autistic girl. She rejected the piece of snack that Ventura gave her at the beginning, but now, she can still sit here, God is still worried about what will happen to her.

I think, no accident, she will stand behind me in the future, worshiping in the same direction as me.

A ship, some people are crying and kneeling may not be able to get a ticket, but some people seem to be destined to board this ship.

It seems that I need to leave her a small corner when designing murals. "

...

"Snapped!"

Hang up the phone.

Mrs. Tang Li yelled into the kitchen: "I said old stuff, are everything ready?"

"I think it will take a little bit of time before we can go."

"Richard told me that he told his colleagues that his grandma was a great cook."

"He's just telling the truth."

"So those colleagues didn't eat much dinner, and kept their stomachs waiting for supper."

"Oh my God, then they'll have to be hungry for a while."

"So, I asked you to order a mobile dining car for me. If you listened to me earlier, we could go there while cooking."

"My fault, my fault, I didn't know my dear you were going to prepare these."

Delong held a large spoon and stirred in the boiling cauldron, which contained large intestines, pig ears, pork liver, beef, duck and many vegetables.

Maybe even Karen, who taught her grandmother how to cook Chinese food, didn't expect that her grandmother is so smart that she even researched her own stewed vegetables.

"Honey, I had a dream last night." Mrs. Tang Li said.

"I guess it must be a sweet dream, isn't it?"

"Yes, a sweet dream. I dreamed about when I was young. Every time I watch the children grow up, I can't help but think of myself when I was young."

"Well, yes, sometimes I feel the same way."

Especially when I saw Richard sitting next to that girl, it was almost like my own back then.

"Honey, do you remember how we met?"

"During an expedition, I happened to be investigating an ancient ruin with the people in the department. I was rubbing the formation pattern on the stone tablet, and then the formation suddenly activated.

You saved me, honey.

It was you who pulled me out before I fell into the lava.

When did I fall in love with you, that is, when you squatted on it, I grabbed the knife you handed over, and when I looked up and saw your face, my heart was moved at that time. "

Mrs. Tang Li began to hint: "Do you still remember the name of that knife?"

"Of course I remember, Nightmare Blade. When you were pregnant with your daughter, you asked me to seal that knife for you. You said that you would never use it again."

"Yes, I wished it was with me the other day."

Hearing this, Mr. Delong pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, dear."

"I didn't mean to ridicule you. After all, you performed very well afterwards, especially the camera transition when you and Eisen and his son were on stage. I guessed that it was the two of you who were manipulating it."

"Uh... so you set up a relay circle at home?"

"Can't you?" Mrs. Tang Li raised her voice.

"Of course, hehe." How dare Mr. Delong be serious about this matter.

"Originally, I wanted to pass the Nightmare Blade to our daughter, but she got her teacher's inheritance sacred artifact. I think that thing is more suitable for her."

"Yes, she was asked to choose, and she chose that sacred artifact."

"Later, I originally wanted to wait for Eisen to grow up and pass it on to Eisen. Unfortunately, my son followed you."

"Yes, my son followed me, but... it's not a pity. Excellent array mages are very precious, and I found that my son's Rubik's Cube Key seems to be more advanced than before. Not only has he recovered a lot, his realm It has also improved a lot, and I felt it when we set up formations together last time."

"Well, let's not talk about the son." Mrs. Tang Li interrupted her husband's rambling, "I mean, it's time to unseal that knife."

"Are you going to pass it on to Richard?"

"uh-huh."

"Honey, are you crazy, your knife will be backlashed by people who are not determined to hold it, I don't think our grandson can hold it;

Do you remember why you sealed it back then? It was because when you were pregnant with your daughter, for the sake of her health, you couldn’t continue to feed it with soul power. That’s why I asked you to seal it for you. It’s too expensive to use it. big.

What's more...Richard's physical fitness and future development path are not suitable for taking the path you used to, although he is getting more and more difficult now. "

"Got to try, eh, Deron?"

The old man Delong who was called by his name shuddered, and he could only say: "Of course, as long as you are happy, you can let Richard choose by himself, although I don't think our grandson will like this weapon. There is a high probability that he will get dizzy after lifting it and waving it a few times."

Mrs. Tang Li nodded in satisfaction.

Richard must not be able to control the Nightmare Blade,

But he will give it to Karen instead!