13 Mink Street

"Mr. Darius, how do you feel?"

"Very good, so good that I almost mistakenly thought that I was fine. I almost ignited hope for a new life, and planned to work hard to revive the glory of the Naton family."

"very good."

"By the way, Captain Karen, how's the weather today?"

"It's raining, and it's quite heavy."

"I kind of hate rainy days. This reminds me of the sentence I said when I was chatting with you. I will be washed into a sewer pipe on a certain street in York City by the rain."

"Think about it from another angle, maybe the rainy day in York City doesn't like your joining even more."

"That's right, I took advantage of it."

"Learn to accept it, Mr. Darlis, this is fate's judgment on you, and it is also your most comfortable self-exile."

"Thank you, Captain Cullen, thank you for sending me out and telling me these things." Darius looked at Karen with a smile on his face, "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to sit down with you face to face while drinking The tea is basking in the afternoon sun. My intuition tells me that chatting with you will be a very comfortable thing."

"You do your work well, and I do mine. After everything is done..."

"Can I come to you to drink tea and bask in the sun in the last period of my life?"

"See if I'm free, and also see if the sun is free."

Dalis put the hat of the god robe on his head, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's time for me to meet my sunshine."

Then he walked out of the headquarters building and into the rain.

The rain kept washing away his figure, and the places he walked seemed to have left puddles of mud.

Karen reached out to catch a little rain from the outside, then shook it off, turned around, and walked up the stairs.

Walking into the office, Alfred and Richard sat inside.

"Master, I still stick to my suggestion..."

"Alfred, do you know why Neo told me that it doesn't really matter who Philomena is inside?"

"Subordinates..."

"You can go check it out. Mrs. Fisher has been receiving pensions from many family members. Although she has never received it once, she is still a member of the Religion of Order. .”

"Yes, this subordinate understands."

"There can't be too many people involved in this matter, because someone will investigate afterwards."

"Yes, young master, it's because the subordinates didn't think carefully."

"No, you were just too worried about my safety, and ignored the majesty of the divine religion. You didn't make a mistake, at least in your perception, there is nothing wrong."

"You are right, sir."

"Are you in the shower?" Karen asked Richard.

Richard nodded and said, "She said it was your request."

"Well, yes, it's a pity that today is a rainy day. Originally, I wanted Fanny and Xie to come over to help her dress up, but now it seems that there is no need for it."

"Karen, you have to be careful."

"It's okay." Karen shook his head, "Actually, it's not for a fight."

However, it is more dangerous than fighting.

"Can I... can I go with you? I mean, I can drive for you, even if I just stay in the car and watch, waiting for you to come out."

"Are you concerned about me?"

"if not?"

"No, I can drive; you can go back later."

"Go back?"

"Tell your grandma what we are going to do today."

"Okay...okay."

"But you have to go home three hours after we go out, don't make phone calls or use crows, okay?"

"I see, I will still ask my grandma for a cup of tea, because I am the messenger of the funeral."

"Well, yes, I still remember Wayne's funeral customs."

"I think my grandma should be a little sad."

No, she might be quite happy.

Judging from the grandmother's attitude towards Philomena in the private room of the cafeteria yesterday, it is true that she really doesn't like this flavor of miso and even hates the sauce jar.

As for one less person sadly remembering the same era... It’s okay, Karen thinks that grandma is not so hypocritical, she likes to cook but not like to write poetry.

Philomena came out from inside. She took a shower and changed into new clothes, and sat quietly on the chair.

"Go and dry your hair," Karen said.

Philomena responded, "It's raining outside."

"To dry your hair and go out is the most basic respect for rainy days."

Philomena sighed. Obviously, she was very uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to show it to Karen.

Seeing the back of her re-entering the room, Karen couldn't help showing a smile. Sometimes forcing an autistic girl to do something she thinks is stupid is also a kind of joy.

Then Karen turned to look at Richard.

However, the men of Guman's family should not have the opportunity to enjoy this kind of happiness. It is clear from the posture of old man Delong in front of his grandmother.

Well, if the uncle is not "mentally ill", it is probably the same treatment.

"Richard, go to the gate and watch."

"clear."

After Richard walked out, Karen sat behind his desk.

Alfred stood up and poured a glass of ice water for his young master: "Master, I'll go back to the funeral club first and wait for you to come home."

"I want to eat wonton noodles for supper."

"Yes, master."

After brushing her hair, Philomena came out, and now she and Karen were the only ones left in the office.

"I can feel that Alfred's attitude towards you is not master and servant."

"Do you feel it now?"

"Um."

"Then your senses are really dull."

"The details in the dream are easily overlooked."

"Are you mentally prepared? After so many years of dreaming, it's time to wake up."

"I remember Captain you said to me, if the dream is really comfortable, there is no need to be obsessed with reality."

"When giving advice on a healthy and positive attitude towards life, one often encounters resentment from the other party.

Maybe when I said that to you, our relationship was not as it is now, so for irrelevant people, if you can persuade them to sit, don't persuade them to stand, and if you can persuade them to lie down, don't persuade them to sit.

Do you know the definition of a dream? It is a short-lived beauty. Philomena, you have been dreaming for so long, enough to make many people envious. "

Philomena looked contemplative, nodded for a long time:

"You are right."

Time is passing by every minute.

During the period, Karen lit three cigarettes.

In fact, Alfred had already prepared soul healing potions for himself, but how to put it, the effect was not as good as the smoke from the Thunder God Sect, because what he needed was paralysis rather than useless treatment.

I can't go to the church hospital for an examination, this soul wound...it's hard to explain.

Finally, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Richard pushed open the door.

Karen asked: "It seems that our old lady has come to pick up her granddaughter?"

"Uh... no, it's Bishop Dauphinant."

...

Karen walked down the stairs with Philomena, and at the top of the stairs, Ventura and Muri stood there.

"team leader."

"team leader."

"Yeah." Karen nodded to them and continued to walk down.

Philomena lingered on Ventura and Murray for a while, then followed Karen's footsteps.

After the two walked down, Ventura breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "The captain gave me a different feeling today than before."

"What was it like in the past?"

"Big brother, my brother." Ventura pursed his lips, "Helped me and saved my brother."

"Then today is indeed different. People change."

"Will it change?" Ventura shook his head, "I think it's probably because after today, Mr. Alfred will take Philomena to the performance hall in Allen Manor in a short time."

Murray was slightly surprised, and asked doubtfully, "Did Mr. Alfred tell you?"

"No." Ventura looked at Murry and smiled, "It's because when the captain came down just now, it gave me the feeling that I usually look at the portrait in the living room at home. The captain is not going to perform a task today, nor is he simply protecting his subordinates. But... to protect his followers."

"I'm curious, you would say such a thing." Murray put his hand on Ventura's head and rubbed it.

"Mr. Alfred's notes, you should read more, Brother Murray."

"I was watching."

"You have to pay attention to it, otherwise, to use the words that Mr. Alfred often said..." Ventura made a face at Murray, "You don't have any part in the corners of the murals with spider webs .”

...

There was a VIP car parked outside the headquarters building. From the outside, one could see an old man wearing a bishop's robe sitting on the back seat. Bishop Dauphinant, who ranked relatively low in the York City region, was also a bishop.

An attendant stood at the door.

Karen held up her umbrella, walked down the steps of the building, stopped, and glanced back at Philomena.

Philomena steps down, sheltered by Karen's umbrella.

She even looked up curiously and looked up at the umbrella.

The attendant said: "At the request of Mrs. Fisher, my lord bishop came to pick up Miss Philomena in person."

The Fisher family has died out, but after all, it was the family of the chief bishop of the York City region, and there are still some embers of the family's influence.

The Bishop of Dauphinant had served as an attendant to Philomena's great-grandfather.

Karen said, "Please tell the bishop, Philomena is my team member, and I will personally send her home."

The attendant looked at Karen, and said in a very polite but arrogant manner: "Captain Karen, this is what the bishop meant."

"you know me?"

"How could I not know you?" The attendant still had the same expression as before.

"Okay, what I mean is, I'll take her home without bothering the Bishop."

"Captain Cullen, please respect my lord's orders." The attendant raised his voice a little, "This is a family matter of the Fisher family, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to interfere."

"I have no intention of intervening. I just want to send my subordinates home. Also, please tell your lord that I am a mad dog. I just witnessed Bishop Dolfo Naton committing suicide in front of me yesterday."

The attendant's tone faltered, and he became angry and asked, "Captain Karen, is he threatening my Lord Bishop?"

Karen said with a smile: "You can speak louder, and then pass it on for me and shout: The next investigation of the Whip of Order is the Bishop of Dauphinant's family, if you can make this decision for your lord .”

"you……"

The attendant's momentum suddenly weakened, and he immediately turned and ran towards the VIP car.

After a while, the VIP car drove away, and the attendant turned back and trotted back: "My lord said, it's hard work for Captain Karen."

Karen nodded, stretched out his hand, and lifted the poncho hat on the attendant's head, letting the rain fall on his head and face: "Remember, you are not qualified to speak loudly here. .”

"Yes, I remember."

Karen took Filomina to his second-hand Pens car, which Neo had always said would be refitted, but it hasn't been done yet.

Filomina got into the co-pilot, looked at the attendant walking away in the rain, and asked doubtfully, "So we can be so tough now?"

"It wasn't possible before, but after Dolfo's death, it's a little bit more possible." Karen continued while starting the car, "The main reason is that your family has little left, and the bishop just dealt with it to save the last bit of face. , so there is no need to fight hard with our group of mad dogs.

Bishop, there is no nod from above, where we can check it if we say it. "

Philomena nodded: "So that's the case."

The used black Pens was still reliable, and after driving into the suburbs, it drove a dirt road and finally stopped in front of a clearing.

Fisher's house, here we are, but out of sight.

"It's here, you go in first, I'll come up after I smoke a cigarette."

"Captain, I remember you said that my house doesn't have a telephone line, so it's very troublesome to contact me. I need to fold more crows."

"If you want, you can redecorate your home. I asked our director to contact the construction team that will decorate my office."

"Captain, tell me, would it be better to burn it?"

"Burning is only for outsiders to see. Only you know whether you still have it in your heart."

Philomena opened the car door.

Karen reminded: "Bring something."

Philomena picked up the umbrella and opened it.

Karen shook her head: "I'm talking about knives."

Philomena picked up the Nightmare Blade, looked at Karen, and said, "Captain, today you are different from before."

"Did you just feel it?"

"Yes, as you have said of me, I am unresponsive."

"Go."

"Yes, Captain."

Philomena turned around, holding an umbrella in her left hand and a knife in her right, and walked towards her home.

When she approached, a dilapidated villa appeared in the blank space in front of her.

Karen, who was sitting in the car, reached out and rubbed his face gently, and said with emotion to himself:

"You can't embarrass grandpa today, the pressure is indeed great."

Turning over the rearview mirror so that it faced his face, looking at himself inside, Karen laughed at himself:

"Grandpa's image burden is really big, which made me lose my temper a lot today."

...

Philomena opened the door, and the old wooden door made a harsh and elongated friction sound.

In the living room, it was very lively and there were many people sitting there.

Some are reading newspapers, some are drinking coffee, some are chatting, and some are knitting sweaters...

They are all acquaintances, the acquaintances on the portraits.

"Look, everyone, look, who is coming back, oh, it's our little cutie, Philomena, haha."

Mrs. Fisher, who rarely changed into a dress, smiled and called the people in the living room to welcome the girl who came back holding a knife.

"Come on, call someone, this is your great-grandfather, this is your grandfather, this is your uncle, this is your second uncle, this is..."

Mrs. Fisher took the trouble to introduce one by one.

These puppet puppets show corresponding expressions to cooperate.

Once, in order to help her grandmother collect doll materials, Philomena personally helped another puppeteer to extort the Lemar Pottery Museum.

That was also the second time she met Karen after the final selection.

Now, the purpose of my grandma's choice of puppeteer is revealed. Grandma, she has been preparing for today's family dinner very early.

The captain is right, it is time to wake up from the dream, but this does not hinder the final immersion.

Philomena began to greet the people present. These were all members of the Fisher family, her elders.

The once extremely prosperous Fisher family inherited the position of chief bishop of the York City region, but it fell into a lonely place overnight.

"Come on, son, you are allowed to eat at the table today."

Philomena noticed that even her father, who could only eat food dropped from the table on weekdays, had been taken care of today, put on new clothes, and had his hair combed.

But the father who was sitting at the dining table still had his hands folded in front of him, sniffing his nose from time to time, sticking out his tongue and dripping saliva.

At this moment, Mrs. Fisher's eyes fell on Philomena... the knife in her hand.

"This knife looks familiar."

"Do you know, Granny?"

"Let me see." Mrs. Fisher approached, "The Nightmare Blade, hehehe, why is her weapon in your hands?"

"borrowed."

"Oh, it's good. Seeing it is like seeing an acquaintance. When I see an acquaintance, I can't help but think of the past. Oh, it was also such a rainy afternoon, and there was a family gathering at home.

I pushed open the window,

I was pleasantly surprised to see,

He actually took the initiative to come to the house to find me.

I excitedly called your grandpa over and said, look, the man I really love to death, he came to see me, he came to me! "

As Mrs. Fisher said, she pushed open the window, as if she wanted to show Philomena deliberately how excited she was when the man came to her house that day.

the window opens,

She saw the figure of a man walking towards here under the rain curtain. Because of the rain, it was a little blurry, but the texture seemed to overlap with the scene in her memory in an instant.

Karen, who walked into the yard, heard the sound of the window opening, stopped and looked up.

He saw an old lady pointing at him excitedly. The falling rain covered other sounds, but he could see the expression of the old lady: crying and laughing.

Mrs. Fisher clutched her chest, choked up and said:

"Look, here he comes."

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