13 Mink Street

Neo began to concentrate on arranging the white roses around the tombstone. Karen stood with her for a while, then turned and walked away, leaving this place to Neo and Elisa.

When walking back to the manager's cabin, the old Saman who had just washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen was cleaning his pipe. When he saw Karen walking back, he smiled and said hello:

"Yo, come back alive."

Karen stood where he was, and took another serious look at the elderly cemetery keeper.

"What are you looking at?" Old Saman said angrily.

Karen sat down on the steps, looked around, and said, "How long have you been working here alone?"

"Almost thirty years."

"Not easy."

"I don't think so, the past thirty years have been very solid."

"Retiring soon?"

"Yeah, I'm retiring soon."

"No children?"

"No."

"Pitiful."

"It's really not true. Many people with children are actually more pitiful in their later years."

"Too."

"Ask these for what?"

"The Pavaro Funeral Service is short of a handyman. If you retire here, you can go to work at the Pavaro Funeral Service. The work is not tiring and the salary is good."

Old Saman immediately shook his head: "Give it up, quit it, you are so old, and you still want to squeeze my labor?"

"Some old people don't have anything to do after retirement, but they feel uncomfortable. I'm afraid you won't get used to it."

"No, no, no." Old Saman shook his head firmly, "I will retire when I retire, rest well, and don't want to make any more trouble."

"That's all right, you are so pitiful, I will come to cook you dinner every night from now on."

Old Saman showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Karen who was sitting there, and found that Karen was looking up and focusing on the starry sky at night.

"Heh, the bedding is here. Are you starting to miss the old furniture and appliances in my house?"

"No, it's just that my hands are itchy and I want to cook for you."

"I said you boy is so good-looking, how can you be so thick-skinned?"

"I can't help it. I always have to refuse the ladies' love. After a long time, it's hard to be thick-skinned."

"That's right, it's really shameless." Old Saman asked doubtfully, "Is your elders doing the same?"

Karen thought of Pu'er's evaluation of young Diss.

"My grandfather was like that when he was young."

"No wonder, heredity."

"probably."

"Now, is your grandfather still the same as before?"

"Of course it won't be the case when you get older."

"Yeah, it's better when you're young. You don't have so many thoughts. When you get older, you seem to have let go of a lot of things, but when you want to pick up something again, you find that your back hurts so much that you can't bend down at all."

"What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'm good at cooking fish."

"real?"

"My cat loves it."

"Hehe, if you agreed when I asked you before, it should be more interesting, instead of seeking to make up for it now, I always feel that something is missing. How should I put it, it is less natural and more deliberate."

"It's hard to cook delicious food without seasoning."

"It seems to be the same, but, that one just let you go?"

"Otherwise? Do you think he will kill me directly?"

"I thought it was very likely, because what you did was very serious, almost offending the majesty of a divine religion."

The old Saman still took the initiative to speak out.

"How do you know, I don't think you know Pavaro very well."

Because there is no record of this old man in Pavaro's work notes. With Mr. Pavaro's rigorous work style, if he finds anything special about the old man, he will definitely record it, and the Lemar Pottery Museum is recorded in the notes.

"I am the property here, and they are the residents here."

"But they're buried in the ground."

"Do the residents living in the apartment stop going out?" Old Saman asked back.

"This is like the line I should say, you also believe in order?"

"To a certain extent, yes, what I believe in is the beauty of overlapping spaces. Of course, an orderly space is also a kind of beauty."

"space……"

Karen suddenly thought of something.

Old Saman put his hands on his chest and said sincerely:

"Praise Pamireth."

Karen was silent.

"It seems that you know the Pamires religion?"

"A great church."

"Huh?" Old Saman was a little puzzled, "Such words should not come from people who believe in order."

"Does Neo know who you are?"

"Of course, otherwise why would he come here every night."

"Oh, that's how it is."

"Relax?" Old Saman smiled, "Are you afraid of me just now?"

"A little bit, but it's not serious."

"Have you seen the direction of the wind?"

"I just ordered a newspaper a while ago, and read it from the newspaper."

"Yeah, I also saw it from the newspaper." Old Saman patted the dust on his trouser legs, "It's funny, if I didn't read the newspaper, I wouldn't even know that I was already in such danger."

"Maybe there is a turning point, after all, it's just letting the wind go."

"It's difficult, since the wind has been blown, if you don't get things done, you will lose face."

Karen nodded. The spark had already been fired. If it failed to ignite in the end, the majesty of the Cult of Kosmos would be damaged. The reason why he wanted to ignite this fire was to restore the majesty.

"So, this is what you mean by retirement?"

"It's not too bad." Old Saman lit his pipe, took two puffs, the tobacco flickered on and off, "That Neo is very interesting, and you are also very interesting, yes, interesting people don't kill interesting people, but You still have to thank me well, every time he came during this period, I often said good things about you in front of him. "

"Thanks."

"Let's make fish, I actually like fish very much."

"Okay." Karen turned around and pointed to the hut, "What's in the room?"

"When the food you sent this time is eaten up, the refrigerator will be useless. Take the refrigerator back. It can still be used when it is plugged in, but the noise is a bit loud."

"You're getting old, you're definitely not sleeping well."

"so?"

"My house has just been renovated, and a batch of new home appliances have been replaced. I will have my new refrigerator brought over tomorrow morning to replace your old refrigerator, so that you can have a good night's sleep."

Old Saman just looked at Karen quietly, not taking his eyes off it.

Karen still smiled back calmly.

"I'm curious, how do you manage to be so shameless at the same time?"

"You're always slandering my concern tonight."

"I've gotten better over the years. When I was young, when I met you, a little guy, I would have thrown him into the barrel. When I was bored at night, I would lift the lid and let him chat with me to relieve boredom."

"I think it can be changed to a higher-end place."

"You are really different from Pavaro, and the guy who comes to eat every day is also different from Pavaro."

"Mr. Pavaro doesn't know your identity."

"Of course he doesn't know, but he has helped me repair this house several times. He looks greasy, and he doesn't seem to like taking a bath very much, and he doesn't repair his appearance, but he has a good heart."

"Yes."

Karen remembered that during the last tram bombing, Mr. Pavaro gave Rael who paid for his hospital bill.

"If he could be more like you, he wouldn't have died so early."

"I take your words as a blessing to me."

The old Saman suddenly leaned over to Karen's side, and at the same time touched the two sound holes of the clarinet in his arms with his fingers. Suddenly, the piercing rhythm exploded, and everything around him was cut off by the sound waves.

"Be careful with your captain, because I can feel that he is wandering on the verge of being lost."

Karen raised his head suddenly and looked at the old Saman.

"Snapped!"

The rhythm dissipated, and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

The old Saman sucked on the cigarette holder two more times, exhaled a puff of white smoke, coughed, and spit on the ground.

"Obviously I'm already living a very boring life, but I don't have the thought of dying all the time, and I have to live more enthusiastically than before."

"Absolutely?" Karen asked.

"Of course not absolutely, but I can feel that I have this sign. I feel that I am no longer living for myself, but I am more active and determined than when I am living for myself. Hehe, there is no confusion at all. Do you think I'm sick?"

"Can it be cured?"

"I don't know, I don't know, the residents lying here don't need to ask for a doctor, and I don't understand, who can say for sure about the things in this world, what if there is a miracle?

Of course, you can also think that I am sowing discord, and I do have enough motivation to do so. "

Karen shook her head.

"Hey, you trust me so much?" Old Saman was a little curious.

"You provoke me and him, because you are too full and have nothing to do?"

If you want to provoke dissension, at least you have to do it between two similar sizes. If the gap is too obvious, what's the point of provoking and being slapped to death?

"Hiss... yes, what you said makes sense." Old Saman smiled, "But, do you know what the clearest point is?"

"What?"

"She's lying here, but you're sitting here."

Karen was silent.

"Of course, you can also understand that it is because she lying here changed him so that you can sit here, but this change is not just for you.

It's like frequent inexplicable nosebleeds, then it's probably not just a nose problem.

However, there is another possibility, a possibility that can exist only in theory. "

"What's possible?"

"It seems that she changed him, but in theory, when she had an accident, didn't you also show up? And you kid, you really look good.

so……"

Old Saman showed a teasing smile on his face:

"So, could it be because of the contact with you that changed him?"

Karen rolled his eyes at the old Saman: "It's going to be supper later, save yourself some appetite."

"Well, indeed, I don't like that bite either, as evidenced by the posters of female porn stars plastered all over my bedroom."

Karen ignored him, but silently looked at the steps in front of him;

Old Saman stopped talking and smoked his pipe quietly;

Until, the figure of Neo came from the darkness in the distance.

Karen stood up and asked, "Captain, are you going to have supper now?"

"Yeah." Neo nodded.

Karen walked into the kitchen and began to prepare.

After a while, Karen prepared it and brought it out. It was a very simple supper, three big bowls of fried noodles. The noodles were brought by herself, and the ingredients were available in the kitchen.

Three people sat at a small table and began to eat noodles.

Old Saman took the initiative and said, "This kid promised me that he will come and cook me a meal every night from now on."

Neo nodded and said, "Before killing the poultry, you must feed it more."

The old Saman licked his teeth with his tongue, and kept moving his lips to Neo, cursing obscenities silently.

Neo didn't take it seriously and continued to eat noodles.

After eating, Neo stood up and looked at Karen: "Go back together?"

"Okay, Captain, I'll see you off."

Karen was about to go to the driver's seat, but saw Neo sitting there first, so Karen had to go back and sit in the co-pilot seat.

After Neo drove the car out, the old Saman came over, closed the rusty iron gate of the cemetery, and rubbed his stomach: "The noodles are delicious, but you are not full, and the brat doesn't know Do more."

After packing up the tableware, the old Saman returned to the kitchen, and saw that there was still a bowl of oil-splashed noodles in the kitchen, with a few cloves of garlic beside it.

Old Saman couldn't help laughing:

"This brat."

...

"He told you all?" Neo asked while driving.

"Yes, he said that he is a follower of Pamires, so, Captain, are you stepping on the spot in advance?"

"He won't run away," Neo said.

"Then you..."

"But he has the ability to help others escape, so I come to see him every day."

"If there is an order from above?"

"Then he is the first target of our team." Neo said calmly, "You don't have to bear the heart to attack, because he will choose to attack you actively."

"That's good, too."

"In short, it's been a long time since the official orders from above are issued. The Divine Religion has not issued such a decree."

Although in this era, the Cult of Kosmos has dominated until now, the real active period of the Cult of Kosmos was in the last era;

In the last era, once the Illuminati Sect made a "definition of evil" to a certain church, the first one to stand up and respond was also the first to act, and it was often the Sect of Order.

There is such a sentence in the mythological narratives of many divine religions: [Light, awakens order. 】

But there is actually another sentence below this sentence, but with the real rise of the order of the extinction of light in this era, even other gods have to delete it due to the authority of the order;

Therefore, in the last era, the narrative of many god religions is actually like this:

【Light awakens order; let order protect the light. 】

Neo had been driving, and it took a long time before Karen asked:

"Captain, do you have anything to ask me?"

"Ask you what?" Neo shook his head. "I said, everyone in my team has secrets. I also said that I will not take the initiative to explore your secrets. I also said that I believe that Pavaro The Inquisitor's Choice."

paused,

Neo asked:

"Aren't these reasons enough, do you need to add more?"

"Enough, enough."

"The arrest took place two days later, oh, it's past zero now, that is, one day later, the location is at an inconspicuous smuggling dock. What is the reason why you insist on participating?"

"Mr. Gray said that I need a real fight to improve now."

"Speak the truth."

"Avenge the gentleness of the light and the sea, try to do something."

"It is extremely foolish to bring such personal feelings into the battle plan, because it will interfere with setting the optimal loss ratio and benefit ratio."

But you already agreed, Captain?

But Karen didn't ask this directly. What if the captain wanted to find a reason to repent?

At this moment, Neo glanced at Karen and continued:

"You should say that now you have the urge to shoot those two poor guys into the woods at the gas station last time, are you impatient to try something?"

"yes."

"Well, that's a good reason, because it's part of the interest, understand?"

"I see, Captain."

"Because it's not a team action, so we won't gather together. At 8 o'clock tomorrow night, at Meilong Pier."

"I remember, Captain."

"I'm almost home, get out of the car first, and go back by yourself."

"Okay, Captain."

Neo turned into black mist and flew out of the car window.

Karen got out of the co-pilot's seat, walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat, touched the steering wheel, and said to the empty co-pilot next to him:

"I left beforehand, Alfred, you drive home by yourself."

finished speaking,

Karen kept shaking her fingers and stretched out the car window.

Then,

I laughed myself.

Pu'er is right, when he becomes a judge, he must first learn this technique.

Karen restarted the car, looked around, and found that it was not far from the Santor Building, which was the psychological clinic where he used to work.

"It turns out that the captain lives in the city center."

Karen drove the car and entered the King's Avenue. After hesitating for a while, he turned the front of the car into the Second Street. Since it is so close, he went to the pottery museum to have a look. Last time, he ordered Allen Manor to provide Lemar with raw materials. Cooperation should It has been achieved long ago.

The car stopped at the entrance of the pottery museum. Karen got out of the car and walked over, stretched out his hand and pushed it, and found that the door was locked. It was so late, and the door was closed early.

Just as Karen turned to leave, the light inside turned on, and Serena, who was wearing a cute pink pajamas, happily ran over and opened the door.

"Haha, brother Karen, have you come to see me?"

"certainly……"

"You know my brother is not at home tonight, so you came to see me so late on purpose!"

"of course not."

Serena reached out and hugged Karen's arm: "Come on, come in and play, my brother is going on a date with the congressman's wife tonight, and I was asked by my brother to help him sort out the materials in his studio, come on, Brother Karen, I'll take you into my brother's studio for a visit."

"Isn't that bad?"

"It's nothing, my brother got a supply of materials from a family recently, and he is very rich, come on, come on."

Karen was dragged by Serena to the studio in the basement.

As soon as he entered, Karen was attracted by a little boy's doll. He had a feeling that when he entered, the doll seemed to be looking at him.

"Come on, come here, I'll take you into my brother's collection room."

Serena opened a door, and inside was a very deep space.

"Come in, brother Karen."

Karen bent down and walked in. After going deeper, the space suddenly became brighter.

On the ground, there are many dolls, most of these dolls are old, and some even have age spots on their bodies.

When you are close to a young doll, you can feel its vitality, and when you are close to an old doll, you can experience the feeling of twilight.

Even though, these puppets are all motionless.

Serena kept introducing her brother's collection to Karen, and when she came to rows of framed portraits of faces, Karen paused.

"Selina, are these portraits of your ancestors?"

"No, no, these are the portraits of my brother's guests, my brother is very bad, when I help customers make masks, I will rub a face and put it here for my own appreciation.

Moreover, the higher the production cost and the more energy-intensive the mask, the older brother will put its portrait in front, my older brother is powerful, so I have never thought that he is an artist, although he insists that he is.

Look, look, the second picture in the first row is the mask portrait you asked Karen to make last time. "

Karen saw Mr. Pavaro's portrait hanging here.

immediately,

Karen looked at the portrait that was ranked first, and his expression froze instantly.

Seeing this, Serena immediately said: "No, no, brother Karen, you must not misunderstand, the mask made for you by brother is made of very good materials, and I personally checked it. The reason why it is not as good as The first one was because someone threatened my brother with my life to help him make a mask. For me, my brother had to use all the best materials to make it for him.

Therefore, his painting was ranked first, and this was also a very important reason why my brother always hated the Cult of Kosmos. "

Karen stared fixedly at the first painting,

Because of the painted face,

It's Neo.