13 Mink Street

"boarding."

"OK."

Little John sat in the co-pilot seat.

Karen opened the rear door and sat down beside Mr. Pavaro.

"Where's the butler?" Mr. Pavaro asked.

"Dead, poisoned to death."

Little John, who was sitting in front, immediately explained to himself:

"It's not me, it's him who wants to poison me."

"'Awakened'?" Pavaro asked.

"No." Karen shook his head.

"Didn't you ask where it was?"

"Don't bother, he knows." Karen pointed to Little John, "It's right where he was polluted."

"Shall we go now?" Pavaro asked.

"No, go tomorrow.

Since we are going to the snake cave, the first thing to do is to lure the snake out first, at least to injure the snake, otherwise even if we find that place, we will have little chance. "

"You want to lead them to the Remnant of Light?"

"I've already done this; dead people not only keep secrets, but what they say is often easier to believe."

What Alfred killed in the high-level office of the textile factory before, what Karen said to Little John at Tadel's house was actually to the dying housekeeper;

These, after they are "awakened", will be submitted to the group of people in the Cult of Kosmos in the form of clues and evidence.

Pavaro said with a smile: "Others are killing people to silence their mouths, but you are killing people to pass on words."

paused,

Pavaro continued: "However, it is still somewhat obvious."

"Yes." Karen nodded, "However, it doesn't matter if it's obvious or direct, as long as it works."

"Too."

"The Remnants of Light is a thorn in the entire church circle. The status of the Religion of Order is catching up to that of the Remnants of Light in the last era. Therefore, the Remnants of Light are the most vigilant and wary of the Remnants of Light."

"yes."

"Of course, the most important thing is that those bright remnants can fight. If there are two or three small fish, it won't have much effect. In addition, not only can they fight, but they are also very reckless."

Karen thought of Elder Doc, who was simply a grumpy reckless man. This group of bright remnants was divided into several forces and forcibly gathered together, and now there are three known groups;

Miss Bertha is one of the angels, Elder Doc has one, and the other is preaching in secret meetings opposite the clinic.

In name, they all listen to the envoy of the gods, but in private, they are doing things willfully according to their own habits and rhythms.

Even if the people of the Order of God were cautious and sent someone to explore and contact them first, they would be dealt with by Elder Doc in the most ruthless way just like they did with the Rafael family last time.

"Another point is that from our standpoint, there is no reason for the Remnant of Light to be involved in this matter, and it is simply inexplicable for them to do this;

But from the perspective of the group of people who killed you, this is not the case, because they have skipped the "inexplicable stage" and entered directly: The Remnant of Light is indeed investigating this matter, and the investigation is very deep.

As a judge before you, the things you reported will be seized, and you yourself will be suppressed and imprisoned, and you will be "executed" in the end, because you have been under their control;

Those bright remnants are not.

They also have to worry that the activities of those bright remnants have attracted the attention of other aspects of the Cult of Kosmos. When a conflict breaks out between the two sides, their matter will probably be uncovered, so they are the most restless of.

For them, the safest and safest way is to use their own strength to extinguish the remnants of that light as soon as possible. "

hearing these words,

Mr. Pavaro wanted to laugh but couldn't:

"The channel through which I, a judge, report upwards is not as good as the remnants of the light."

"It's really dark humor."

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Go home first."

"Okay, master."

On the way back, Karen leaned his head against the car window again, taking the time to catch up on sleep.

Little John has been sitting very straight and restrained.

Mr. Pavaro looked at Karen sitting next to him for a while, touched his face from time to time, and looked out the window for a while, paying attention to the scenery that he saw rarely.

When the car drove to the apartment building, Karen opened his eyes for a moment, then closed them again.

Little John got out of the car first, opened the rear door, and took the initiative to help Mr. Pavaro out of the car.

"It's no use helping me," said Mr. Pavaro. "I'm going to die in two days."

Little John pretended not to understand, with a childish smile on his face.

Pavaro glanced back at Karen, who was still sitting in the car, and said nothing, but went upstairs with the help of Little John; Alfred followed behind them.

The door was open, and the maid Xili was cleaning. Tears were clearly visible on her face.

Seeing the strange disabled man and strange boy appearing in front of her, Healey looked at Alfred standing behind him in a daze.

"It's a guest, staying at home these days."

"Oh, okay, I'll take care of them." Shirley forced a smile.

Alfred looked at Shirley with some doubts, and then walked into the room. After entering the room, he realized why Shirley was like this.

Because Ms. Annie was still lying in the bathroom on the ground floor.

Just imagine, a maid came to her employer's house in the morning and saw that there were only two pets in the house, a cat and a dog, humming a song while cleaning, and then opened the door of the bathroom, and saw a man lying on the ground surrounded by candles. A female corpse with a hole in her forehead;

Alfred took a few steps back, came to Hilly, and asked;

"You didn't call the police, did you?"

"Oh, no, no, no."

"That's good."

"Mr. Alfred, do you... need my help to transport that... that?"

"You just passed away normally at home as a relative, but now you don't have time for funerals. It will be fine in two days."

"Normal... died?"

"You go on with your business."

"Okay, sir."

Shirley took a deep breath and let it out slowly;

It stands to reason that she should call the police;

But according to the law, as an illegal immigrant, she is not even eligible to enter the police station.

...

Alfred returned to the car, Karen closed his eyes and changed his head position, saying:

"To Apple Street."

"Yes, master."

Alfred started the car and said, "Master, Heely saw Ms. Anne's body."

"Oh, she was frightened."

"Yes."

Karen didn't ask any further because he knew Sealy wouldn't call the police.

After another nap, the car drove into Apple Street and stopped in front of Piaget's house.

Karen stretched his waist and caught up on sleep intermittently. In fact, if it is normal work, staying up all night is not a big problem at his current age, but chanting requires his own energy for support. So he must pay attention to rest.

"Okay, you go back."

"Master, although you left the address next door, it may not be safe for you to be here."

"It's because I know it won't be safe that I'm coming."

"I see, master."

Karen got out of the car, and when he pushed open the unlocked courtyard door and entered the courtyard, he stopped and looked at the window sill on the second floor of the villa next door;

Vernon just stood there like a poet in heat.

Covering her mouth with the back of her hand, Karen yawned, continued walking in, and stopped in front of the entrance door. Before knocking, the door opened.

Because the curtains on the French windows on the first floor were not drawn, Piaget and Bedburn were sitting there, just in time to see Karen who came in.

It was Piaget who opened the door:

"You came."

"Well, let's see you."

Walking into the living room, Karen saw an easel the size of a blackboard in a classroom, but the paper on it was blank and hadn't been drawn yet.

Bede, who was originally sitting on the sofa, also stood up and smiled at Karen.

"Has the Light God Sect kept the agreement?" Karen asked.

The agreement was that, except for herself and Miss Bertha, no one else was allowed to enter, and they were not allowed to "explore" here.

Bader said: "No detection, if there is, I will feel it when I pick up the brush to paint."

"That's good."

Karen sat down on the sofa.

The Wall God Sect really has many magical abilities, but it also has the biggest flaw... that is, it cannot fight.

"Need coffee?" Piaget asked.

"Oh sure, I need it right now, but leave out the sugar."

"There was a reason last time."

"Well, I drank it out."

Piaget poured Karen a cup of coffee, which he had brewed earlier.

Karen picked up the coffee and took a sip. Compared with the terrible sweetness, he could accept the pure bitterness more.

"Have you drawn anything?" Karen asked.

"It's still in the conception stage." Bader replied.

"No hurry, take your time." Karen said, "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, I lured a bunch of stinging bees to the next door, I don't know when it will arrive, it may be dusk, it may be late at night."

"Next door?" Piaget pointed in that direction.

"Well, do you have any concerns?"

"No." Piaget said decisively.

"I thought you would take Miss Bertha's feelings into consideration."

"People always need to get out, and they can't always be immersed in the past. For example, after you separated from Miss Eunice, didn't you live a normal life?"

"cough……"

Karen took a sip of his coffee and subconsciously glanced at Mr. Bede sitting there.

Mr. Bader looked calm;

It seems that there was no in-depth conversation between them, and everything only stayed on the basis of jointly creating a painting.

"There will be danger tonight." Karen reminded, "However, the way we deal with danger is very simple, that is, we don't know anything, and at the same time, nothing happened.

I even suspect that when the bees step on the spot, they will visit here first, so when a person appears here, we should not panic.

Piaget, you are still the owner of the clinic, Mr. Bede, you are a painter, understand? "

"Hmm." Piaget nodded, "I didn't hear the danger from what you just said, but I heard something like freedom. After tonight, Mr. Bede and I can be free and no longer need to be imprisoned gone?"

Bede said: "If you want to use a lighter to burn the rope that binds your hands, you must not be afraid of the heat."

Karen looked out the window and said, "That idiot on the second floor next door has been staring at the yard."

Vernon really didn't violate the regulations, he didn't use special methods to probe the villa, he just watched with his eyes.

Karen thought for a while and said, "Well, we can take the initiative. Is there a phone book here, Piaget?"

"some."

"Did you tear up the advertisement page?"

In the color pages of the general phone book, there will be phone numbers of nearby banks, restaurants and other places, which is convenient for customers to contact.

"No."

"Order a pizza later, order some supper at night, order more food, go out and open the door with a paintbrush and a seasoning plate in your hand, pretend that you are not free to pick up things now, and let the deliveryman take the things Bring it straight into the house."

Piaget laughed: "It sounds like he opened the fence of the sheepfold to invite the wolf in."

"Any questions?" Karen asked.

"I don't have any problems. Anyway, I don't know much about the Wall God Sect. What about Mr. Bede?"

"Judging from the current situation, I have no problem. After all, the main battlefield is not here."

"Okay, that's it. By the way, Piaget, do you have any unworn pajamas here?"

"Please get me a set, I want to take a shower first."

I didn't sleep all night last night, and I had to catch up on sleep in the car during the day. I felt a little greasy on my body, which was not very comfortable.

"Go take a shower first, I'll put the pajamas outside later."

"good."

Karen stood up, nodded to Mr. Bader, then walked upstairs to the bathroom on the second floor.

On the way to take a bath, Piaget knocked on the door of the bathroom, and said, "The pajamas are out, I brought three new sets, you choose."

"OK."

"I put the razor and shaving cream here too."

"Thanks."

After taking a comfortable bath, Karen opened the door of the bathroom, and chose a blue and black plaid style from three sets of pajamas. After wearing it, Karen didn't rush downstairs, but faced the mirror of the sink standing.

In fact, Alfred's reminder is correct, there is danger here, if it is someone else, this teammate will sell as well, and his own safety comes first.

But this time there is no way, one is a friend who gave you money several times, and the other is my future father-in-law;

There is another reason that is a bit hard to say, just like the murderer likes to go back to the scene of the crime to have a look, because his own framing led to the situation that will happen next. If I can't witness it up close, I always feel that It is a great regret.

Hope everything goes well.

Karen picked up the razor box, opened it, then brought her face to the mirror, looked at it carefully, and touched it with her hands.

I don't seem to need to shave myself because I am too young.

After washing her face again with a hot towel, Karen walked down the stairs to the first floor.

He smelled a strong smell of tomato sauce, and then saw Piaget eating a piece of pizza while drawing casually with a paintbrush on the large drawing board in front of him.

Mr. Bede was leaning on the sofa, holding a cigar in his hand, and his eyes were diverging;

On the coffee table in the living room, a delivery man wearing a green dress with "Proco Pizzeria" printed on it was kneeling on one knee, laying out the food in the box one by one;

Not only pizza, but also other food, um, wine.

Even if Piaget had called the pizzeria when he was taking a shower on the second floor, the speed of delivery was too fast.

Karen glanced at the wall clock in the living room, it was now a quarter past four in the afternoon.

However, Karen didn't pay too much attention to the delivery man, but walked over and picked up a piece of pizza, took a bite, it should be because it was delivered quickly after it was baked, so the taste was unexpected good.

"Open the red wine," Karen said.

"Okay, sir." The delivery man immediately picked up the bottle opener that came with him and opened the red wine.

"Hey, did you get a tip?" Karen asked Piaget while munching on the pizza.

"This gentleman has already given, a lot, thank you." The delivery man laughed.

"Boer!"

The wine bottle is opened;

"Gentlemen, do you have any cups here?"

"Just use the cup you brought." Karen said nonchalantly.

"Okay." The delivery man said curiously while pouring red wine, "I originally thought that there should be a wine cellar at home."

While continuing to draw things, Piaget said: "I just moved here, and I haven't had time to buy anything yet. Usually, I don't have any friends around, and I don't know how to drink alone."

"Yes, wine can only have an atmosphere if you drink it with friends."

After pouring the wine, the delivery man stood up and began to clean up the coffee table and the original garbage on the ground.

Mr. Bede exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and said impatiently:

"Okay, okay, you can go."

"Okay, sir, I'll take the garbage away." The delivery man picked up the garbage bag he had packed and walked towards the entrance. When he was almost at the door, he stopped, turned his head and asked, "Oh, yes, gentlemen , is the next door to 307?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Karen asked.

"It's nothing, sir. When I passed by the neighbor just now, I saw someone looking at me from the upstairs next door. I almost mistakenly thought it was the pizza delivery ordered by the next door."

Piaget stuck his head out from the drawing board and shouted:

"How is it possible? The house next door is also mine, but it has been empty all the time, but no one lives there. Are you dazzled?"

"Ah, that must be my misreading. I'm sorry to trouble you." The delivery man immediately opened the door and walked out.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, I saw him walking out of the courtyard door.

Piaget stretched his waist, and was about to say something, but saw Mr. Bede put the cigar on the ashtray, stood up, picked up the brush, and walked to the drawing board, next to Piaget's previous drawing , start painting.

"This pizza tastes really good," Karen said.

"Well, the red wine is not good enough." Piaget shook his head, "It's time to refill the wine cellar in the basement."

"Hey, why don't you go to the next door to have a look, the delivery man said earlier that he saw someone in your house next door, don't let the thief in." Karen asked.

"Even if there is a thief, what am I going to do? The thief is just stealing things. I don't want to let myself get hurt. My safety is much more valuable than those furniture."

While speaking, Karen and Piaget were observing Mr. Bede who was drawing, but Mr. Bede kept frowning and was painting very seriously.

But the posture in which he holds the paintbrush is a bit strange, the end of the brush is too upturned.

Meaning, upstairs.

at this time,

In the bathroom on the second floor, Captain Tiers of the Whip of Order was standing in front of the sink mirror, playing with the unused razor in his hand.

...

Karen said, "Boss, which one do you choose first tonight?"

Piaget was stunned for a moment, but immediately got into the mood, and said with a smile:

"He is wine and needs to be tasted slowly. You are cocktails and can try something new. Come on, you go to the bedroom on the second floor with me first. Tonight, you come one by one."

Tiers stood in the bathroom on the second floor, with a disgusted and uncomfortable expression on his face;

He put the razor back into the sink, took two steps back, and his figure turned into a cloud of black mist, flying out of the window.

Mr. Bede put down his brush and said, "He's gone."

The three of them sat back on the sofa.

Karen picked up the red wine glass in front of him, took a sip,

Smiled:

"The next step is to wait for the curtain to open."

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In the evening, ask for a monthly ticket, brothers and sisters, it's the last day!