13 Mink Street

Chapter 14 Black Fog

"Hello, here you are, 45 rupees."

"Uh-huh?"

"45 rupees."

"OK."

Naturally, Karen couldn't carry his small treasury with him, but he usually kept a few hundred rupees in his pocket.

Handed over a 50 rupee coin,

The driver accepted it, smiled and said:

"Thank you for your generosity."

"Um?"

Karen could only nod his head, accepting the fact that "5 rupees" became a tip and could not be retrieved.

got out of the car,

The taxi drove away.

This taxi fare is really expensive.

50 rupiah is enough for a family of four for a day's living expenses, and it is the kind of breakfast, lunch and dinner that are at least basic;

It's not too far from the Crown Ballroom to Mink Street.

At this moment, Karen regained the feeling of staring at the red number on the meter when he took a taxi in college, jumping up step by step from the starting price.

The hearse of the Inmerais family did not stop at the roadside at the door, which proved that uncle and the others had not come back yet.

"well……"

Looking at the building called "home" in front of him, Karen felt a lot more complicated.

"Police station, report, accident, not a strange demon..."

The key words in the words of the woman in the gray skirt kept echoing in Karen's mind.

Two people came to the ballroom where the accident happened just now, and they could be notified by the police, which meant that they had some kind of official status, and in the end, "strange demons" were involved.

This world seems to be normal;

At least, normal conclusions can be drawn from newspapers and books.

But in fact, this is not the case.

People have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Before the taxi stopped, all Karen wanted to leave this house and live a normal life. Get "rich" and "calm".

But now, he suddenly realized that there was indeed an undercurrent under the surface of this seemingly normal world.

The grandfather at home has been weighing whether to kill him or not, but so far, the actual actions his grandfather has taken are nothing more than "confusing" himself. As long as he does not take the initiative to escape from "Luojia City", he will not touch the taboo.

But outside, it looks like a world of "witch hunting".

"How could you not be a strange devil! How could you not be a strange devil!"

Mr. Hoffen's roar on the hospital bed still rings in his ears.

Left hand, clenched again;

Although Karen doesn't know the detailed concept of "strange demon", his identity of "resurrecting the dead" has knocked out his confidence from the very beginning.

Because he clearly knew that he was not the original product.

so,

Outside,

Is it still worth going out?

Compared with the dangerous unknown outside,

It seems that the image of grandpa has suddenly become... a lot more gentle.

The time when I should kill myself the most is during the few days when I just woke up.

And in those few days, grandpa didn't kill himself, he seemed to be hesitating and weighing, but with the passage of time, people will reconcile with themselves, and at the same time, they will gradually "adapt" and "get used to it";

After all, Karen is not like an ignorant brat who rolls around at home every day or looks sullen and looks like he owes him 10,000 rupees, but is sensible, obedient, and well-behaved.

Grandpa's "anger" and "killing intent" will inevitably decrease slowly with the passage of time. In fact, the more I live in this home, the safer I will be.

At this time,

Karen saw the figure of Diss coming from the west, wearing the clothes of a priest.

Karen just stared at him, staring at him, not taking his eyes off it.

A little doubt appeared on Diss's face, and he stopped in front of Karen.

"Grandpa, you are back."

"Um."

Karen opened the door and walked into the house with grandpa.

"Father, you are back."

"Um."

Aunt Mary then looked at Karen again, and said, "Your uncle called back from the hospital and asked me to check if you came back. He said that there were hearses from other funeral agencies arriving at that time. In order to prevent the order from being intercepted, he I didn't wait for you to drive to the hospital first.

When he comes back, I will scold him well. There was an accident in that street and people died. It must be a mess. How could he leave you there alone. "

On weekdays, Aunt Mary treated Karen with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart;

When in front of grandpa, even the mouth will turn into tofu.

"Auntie, I'm an adult. How can an adult not even know how to return home? No matter where I am, I can always follow the smell of home."

Dies went to the sofa and sat down, asking, "What happened?"

Aunt Mary patted Karen on the shoulder lightly, and then went to the kitchen on the second floor to prepare tea.

Karen sat down on the sofa opposite Diss, and told grandpa about the Crown Ballroom;

When it comes to discovering the body hidden under the stage,

Aunt Mary, who had just set up the refreshments, couldn't help but cover her mouth to prevent her from exclaiming.

It's not that Aunt Mary deliberately wanted to show her ladylike weakness in front of her father-in-law.

yes,

She has grown into an excellent mortician, but this does not mean that she has become bolder all of a sudden.

She is not afraid of those corpses because she has already regarded them as another kind of "customer" of herself. After getting familiar with them, she no longer has that fear of corpses; just like a snake breeder is not afraid of snakes.

But this kind of perverted serial killer, who can be sure that the other party will not attack him, and he is not sure that he will become a "guest" in the family someday.

After Karen described the details of the corpse, he revealed the contents of the "communication and analysis" between himself and Sheriff Duke.

Originally, he would keep this part of the content. After all, he wanted to secretly develop some relationships and connections, but after meeting the couple who got off the taxi, Karen changed his mind.

grandfather,

you see,

Your grandson can not only cook, do psychological counseling, but also help the police solve crimes.

"Oh my God, Karen, you came up with all of this?" Aunt Mary exclaimed from the side, her face full of confusion, "How did you do it?"

"Simply put, just substitute it." Karen tried to simplify complicated things as much as possible, not only explaining to her aunt, but also explaining to her grandfather;

after all,

It's impossible for Diess to ask like my aunt: God, how did you do it, my grandson?

"Put yourself into the perspective of the murderer, and based on the clues and details left by the murderer, deduce the murderer's... psychological reasons for doing so."

Diss drank the lipstick tea,

Lightly said:

"Can you easily assume the role of the murderer?"

"..." Karen.

This statement can easily be aligned with "Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups".

Karen immediately explained:

"Grandpa, aunt, it's actually like this. Generally speaking, the more you feel that you are the artist's murderer, the easier it is to guess his mind, and the easier it is to substitute.

Some people feel special:

For example, I like to be alone and I don't like socializing.

But more than 90% of people don't like to socialize, and among the remaining people who are very good at socializing, most of them would like to be alone if they had a choice.

For example, sentimental, full of melancholy, easy to resonate with people and things, always have a desire to confide in my heart, want to record and keep it.

But most men and women who have achieved nothing by the age of thirty make the mistake of thinking that they are born writers.

The more people pursue high-profile, the more special they are, the more they think they should be high-profile and special, the more ordinary they are.

Therefore, their thinking is easy to substitute.

When they broke through the cage of human nature and began to kill people for happiness, they have transformed from humans into beasts. How many beasts are really smart? "

Karen explained a lot in one breath. After speaking, she took a big sip of tea.

Diss heard the words, thoughtful, and said: "It's a very novel theory."

"So, in the movies and novels I used to watch, the villains in them all lied to me?" Aunt Mary asked.

"There are exceptions to everything, aunt, but in order to highlight drama and conflict, literary and artistic works generally describe villains in that way." Karen picked up the teapot, got up halfway, first refilled tea for grandpa, and continued:

"A truly wise man will know how to restrain killing."

Aunt Mary patted her chest and said, "Yes, yes, there must be the most smart people among the good people."

The house phone rang, and Aunt Mary went to answer it:

"Okay, okay, got it, got it, um."

hang up the phone,

Aunt Mary had a smile on her face,

But seeing her father-in-law still sitting there, she began to try her best to control her smile, but it was difficult to completely control the joy from the heart, which made Aunt Mary's expression a little stiff.

"Father, Mason just called again from the hospital. The wounded person who was sent for emergency treatment died, and his family has agreed to let us undertake the funeral.

Mason and the others will bring the body back in the evening. "

"So late?" Dess asked.

"Because we are still waiting for the family members of another deceased to come over. It was a man whose head had been cut off in half. When the hospital contacted his wife, his wife still firmly believed that her husband was on business in Vienna at the moment.

Mason wanted to wait for her in the hospital and finalize the order by the way. "

When a person has just passed away, in fact, the brains of the loved ones around them are generally a little "numb", as if they suddenly became "marionettes" and lost the ability to think;

In addition, there is also a thinking inertia that allows the deceased to complete a decent funeral earlier so that he can rest in peace, so basically at this time, whichever funeral agency can get in touch with it first, is likely to be able to take the order.

Diss nodded and said, "Okay, get ready."

"Okay, father."

Aunt Mary went down to the basement to start getting ready for the guests.

Seeing that Diss was still sitting on the sofa, Karen hesitated for a moment, but did not dare to leave.

"Aren't you scared?" Diss asked, "Seeing that scene."

"Not very scared." Karen replied, "I've gotten used to it for a while."

"You seem to have something else to say?"

"No more, Grandpa, what else can I say to you?"

"oh."

Diss stood up,

"I'm going back to the study."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Karen stood up and sat back on the sofa after seeing Diss' figure disappear on the stairs.

In fact, he really wanted to ask Diss about the strange demon before, and by the way, he also asked about the man and woman in the taxi.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was not the time;

Some window paper, even if it is so thin that it is almost transparent, it still plays an extremely important role.

Karen was worried that after asking straight to the point,

Grandpa patiently explained the concept of "strange demon" to himself,

Introduce yourself carefully to another side of the world that is unknown to ordinary people,

Then help yourself to analyze which organization the man and woman belong to, what responsibilities they undertake, and what rights they have;

And when the lecture is over,

Grandpa sighed and stood up:

"Now that the words have been spoken, I will stop deceiving myself and others, Strange Demon, suffer death."

Karen is a professional when it comes to judging people's hearts. He doesn't want to dismantle the baffle that Diss wants to kill him just out of curiosity. much too much;

Karen could still tell the difference between committing death and courting death.

"Meow……"

Karen lowered his head and found that Pu'er was crawling by the sofa at some point.

In the past few days, Pu'er looked weak, as if he was sick.

Karen reached out and hugged Pu'er.

Pu'er didn't resist, and he no longer had the arrogant attitude of before, but instead had a decadent feeling of resignation.

In Karen's impression, the cat's expression has always been very rich.

"Woooo..."

At the corner of the entrance of the living room, the big golden retriever put his chin on the floor tiles, showing an envious look.

Mr. Huofen has not been discharged from the hospital yet, and he still lives in Inmeles' house, but the adults and children in the family don't seem to have much enthusiasm for pets, not to mention being annoying, but they don't bother to pet him.

That's Karen, who spends some time every day taking him for a stroll around the neighborhood.

Karen beckoned to the big golden retriever, and the big golden retriever stood up immediately, sticking out his tongue and happily moved over, and put his head under Karen's palm.

The cat was on his lap, the dog was leaning beside him, and the aroma of black tea was wafting from the coffee table in front of him. The location was his own big villa.

Karen suddenly felt that such a day seemed pretty good.

Although I have no ability to change the reality that exists objectively, the reality is benevolent, at least allowing me to choose a comfortable sleeping position.

ability……

Karen suddenly sat up,

Pu'er, who was originally lying on Karen's lap, raised her head in doubt,

The golden retriever, who had lost the treatment of being petted with a dog's head, also came up to him, put his head under the palm again, and pushed it against him.

jeff dream,

Monsieur Mosang's cry,

Do I also have the ability to make the victim below the stage react?

If he can say something, can the murderer be directly identified?

There has always been an evaluation of the forensic industry in the society, that is, they can make victims "speak".

And if the victim can really speak in a practical sense,

That is definitely the nightmare of all murderers in this world!

But……

Karen looked at the palm of his left hand again. He had forgotten that this was the first time he had looked at the scar on purpose today.

Leaving aside this "ability" that I haven't figured out yet, even if I really have and mastered this ability, can I use this ability to help the police solve the case and catch the murderer?

"Police station, report, accident, not a strange demon..."

Crazy, huh, huh.

"Karen."

"Auntie?"

Aunt Mary came up from the basement again, holding a box in her hand, and handed it to Karen, her eyes were always on the stairs.

"This is?"

Karen took the box, opened it, and found that it was a watch with a brand of "Monroe". It was not considered a luxury item, but the price was not low either. The price of this watch was around 2,000 rupees.

White-collar workers who work in office buildings like to wear this watch.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Karen thought that his aunt bought a watch for him, but unexpectedly, his aunt shook her head and said, "I didn't give it to you, Mrs. Hughes asked someone to send it to you by name."

Mrs Hughes?

The proprietress of the crematorium.

Aunt Mary lowered her voice again, and said, "Although I have a good relationship with Mrs. Hughes..."

Karen realized this that day. Mrs. Hughes teased Uncle Mason in person that he fell over other women's window sills. This was actually a warning for her best friend to her husband.

"But I still have to remind you, Mrs. Hughes, she is a little... a bit fraternal, you should not associate with her too much, you know?"

Aunt Mary, like Uncle Mason, was very worried that the young and vigorous Karen would be snatched away by Mrs. Hughes.

Perhaps for Mrs. Hughes, this is a fun to pass the boredom and resolve loneliness, but for boys, it is the price of pure love being played with.

After all, Karen is fifteen years old, and he is old enough to push through iron plates;

How many boys can resist the temptation of young women at this age?

Aunt Mary did not hesitate to speak ill of her best friend for her nephew.

Because Karen came back with Diss earlier, Aunt Mary didn't dare to take out the watch in front of Diss.

"I know, Auntie."

That Mrs. Hughes took herself for a catch.

"Then please ask my aunt to ask someone to return this watch to me?"

"You don't need to return the watch, just accept it, just be clear in your heart, I will be responsible for returning the gift, and treat it as a gift between us sisters; but you should call now, thank you, and be polite."

"Okay, Auntie."

"There are numbers in the number book."

"knew."

Karen picked up the phone and opened the directory next to the phone;

Because of the business relationship, the number of the Hughes Crematorium was at the top and it was easy to find.

phone call,

After waiting for a while, no one answered.

Maybe I'm busy?

Karen hung up the phone and dialed the number again;

"Crack..."

This time, it was answered quickly.

Karen deliberately asked in a serious and business tone, "Hi, hello, is this the Hughes Crematorium?"