13 Mink Street

On the grounds that he had a sudden emergency, Karen and the Guman family left. Mrs. Tang Li stood by the wooden fence in the garden and watched Karen get into the car. Karen smiled and waved to the old lady again.

But when starting the car, Karen paused and touched the black paper that had been folded and put in his pocket.

With the fastest speed, Karen came to the entrance of Lemar Pottery Museum.

Get out of the car, open the door and enter, and there is a dead body lying on the table.

In broad daylight, this scene looks a bit inconsistent, and the shop still has glass doors.

But when he got closer, he could see that the stomach of the corpse was not flesh and blood organs, but densely packed gears.

Lemar happened to come in from behind with the "dissecting" tool. When he saw Karen, he immediately said, "Mr. Karen, Mr. Memphis is chasing someone."

Karen pointed to the puppet on the table.

"There were two people, this one was silenced, but he was a puppet."

"How did Memphis catch up?"

"Oh, he asked me to give this to you." Lemar handed a ruler to Karen, "Mr. Memphis is a little bored in the store these days, so he put my store and the road outside the store, A tracking formation has been arranged."

"Okay, I see." Karen took the ruler and injected spiritual power slightly, and the ruler gave a directional vibration.

This ruler should not be used to track the fleeing target, but to locate Mr. Memphis himself.

"I see, you stay in the shop."

"OK, I see."

Karen returned to the car with the ruler and put the ruler under the car window. As the car drove, the ruler would adjust its direction by itself.

...

In a field in the south of York City, Philomena's figure moved quickly. She closed her eyes and her body was shaking from side to side, but the speed was astonishing.

Behind her, runes kept appearing under Mr. Memphis's feet. Although each step was not fast, the distance covered was astonishing. He kept following the target with his own rhythm.

Finally, the target stopped.

Philomena covered her face, covering her true face, then flipped her left hand, and a ball of silk thread appeared on her wrist, forming a very short silver sickle.

Memphis stopped and began to arrange defensive formations for himself under his feet and around him.

He knew that he was not good at fighting, so when the opponent planned to fight, he immediately prepared to be beaten.

Seeing this scene, Philomena really didn't know what to do for a moment. She put away her scythe, turned to one side, and continued to run away.

Memphis immediately withdrew the formation he had just arranged, and used the previous method to catch up again.

In this way, the two had a long chase game.

Both sides stopped several times at the same time, but the situation was the same every time. Memphis had no intention of actively attacking at all, not at all.

And looking at the defensive formation he had set up, Philomena knew that it would be difficult for her to crack it, so she could only shift again and continue the chase.

In the second half of the time, both sides actually circled around this area.

The person who broke this harmonious balance appeared, and a cloud of black mist blocked Philomena's way ahead of time, and Karen's figure walked out from it.

Philomena stopped and looked at Karen.

"you know me?"

Karen noticed a change in the masked man's gaze.

Philomena lifted the veil and revealed her own face.

Karen frowned slightly: "Is that you?"

Philomena put away the sickle, raised her hands slightly, and spread her palms towards Karen, which meant that she didn't want to do anything.

Karen also grabbed the small bead that was intended to be used to convey the sword of Achilles, and did not crush it in a hurry.

Philomena said, "I want to fight with you, but not because of this."

"That pottery shop was opened by a friend of mine." Karen stated her position.

"Someone can help me make a puppet. He needs me to do him a favor. I will do it. It's as simple as that. Do you believe it?"

"I can believe it, but you need to give that person to me."

Philomena shook her head and said, "No."

"There is no room for negotiation?"

"do you have it?"

"No." Karen said firmly, "I must catch that person, that's what I promised."

"I can't tell you where he is, although I didn't promise him, but this is the rule, you should understand."

"Yes, I understand."

Karen squeezed the beads between her fingertips.

Philomena noticed the change in Karen's breath, and said, "Do you want to do it?"

"What do you think?"

"Are you going to do anything to people from the same church?" Philomena flipped her palm, and the scythe she had put away appeared again, "I thought you would be like me, thinking that fighting over such things would be a very boring behavior. "

"Tell me where that person is."

"Do you often do this kind of thing?" Philomena slowly bent down and took the impact posture. "You are very decisive. It feels like this is not the first time. If you beat me, will you kill me?"

"You violated the Order Regulations."

"I think the people in that pottery hall should not be ordinary people, so I didn't violate the "Order Regulations."

"Have you read the Order Regulations?"

"Dreams will be boring, so I watched it."

"The one you read is different from this one I have."

"Your book? What issue is it in?"

"In my head, it hasn't been printed yet."

Karen crushed the bead, and a miniature teleportation circle appeared, then grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled out the sword of Aleus.

Pu'er was just a phantom summoned by spells, but what he summoned was a real sword.

The cold light of the sickle and the chill of the great sword had begun to intertwine between the two.

But at this moment, an eagle flew out of the sky, and after circling a few times, the eagle flew away again.

Philomena straightened herself up, put away her scythe again,

road:

"Okay, come with me, I'll take you to catch him."

"Um?"

This change caught Karen a little off guard, because he had clearly seen the fighting spirit in the girl's eyes earlier.

"Don't you believe it?" asked Philomena. "I don't like to tell lies in my dreams."

"I believe it, but next time you can say it earlier."

Karen looked down at the sword of Achilles in his hand, and sighed in his heart:

Alas, the 3,000 order coupons are so wasted.

...

"Is there no tea at home?" Mrs. Tang Li looked at the glass of clear water in her hand and took a sip, "Well water?"

"I don't drink tea."

"Always have something ready for guests."

"You are the first guest in the past ten years."

"Some teas are suitable for Chen."

Mrs. Fisher smiled, and continued to pick up the sticks to knit the sweater, and said, "You are the same as before. You are always very particular about your life. It seems that nothing has changed, except that you are getting older."

"You don't need to say the last half of the sentence."

Mrs. Fischer sighed, and said, "Oh, old age is old, what can't you say, what can't you listen to?"

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Tang Li put down her teacup, "Actually, I don't want to come to your place. Today's visit is just a small accident."

"I know, because you didn't bring a present."

"You know, when I saw that sleepy girl, I immediately thought of you before, and I guessed that she must have something to do with you."

"She is my granddaughter, Philomena."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Fisher stretched out her foot and kicked it inside. The man under the table gave a couple of "cuckoos", crawled out to poke his probe, and then leaned towards Mrs. Tang Li's feet, sticking out his tongue, and raised his neck.

"It's a child."

"Why do you torture yourself like this?" Mrs. Tang Li asked, "It's not enough to torture yourself, but also to torture your family."

"Because... the pain." Mrs. Fisher finally put down the knitting in her hands, her eyes widened. "Have you ever experienced this before?"

"I think, I have, my eldest daughter has left me forever, and I still dare not think about her, hehehe..."

"Tell me, why you are here."

"Resolving a misunderstanding is related to your granddaughter."

"You are involved in the matter of the junior?"

"Well, yes, my son is involved."

"Okay." Fisher stretched out his hand and pushed a wrapped black ball of wool next to him. The ball of wool that fell on the ground spread out, forming a figure of an eagle and flying out of the window.

"Do you need me to sit down?" Mrs. Tang Li asked.

"I haven't been here for so many years. I just came and left in such a hurry?"

"I thought you would let me go down the steps. Tell me, what do you want to ask me for help?"

"I asked Philomena to find a few of my former subordinates a while ago to investigate a surname, the surname of a family of Kosher judges, but the result of the investigation is that this surname does not seem to have existed at all.

Hehe, if it weren't for the death of so many people in my family, I would have believed it. "

"I can't find it, isn't it normal?"

"Normal?"

"Tell me, what kind of person in the Cult of Kosmos is qualified to completely keep a family name as an absolute secret."

"you mean……"

"Dis, has entered the Temple of Order and has become the supreme elder of the temple."

Fisher was silent.

Mrs. Tang Li looked down at Mrs. Fisher, and said comfortingly, "You know his talent better than I do. He was already so powerful at that time. It can be said that the gate of the Temple of Order has been opened for him in advance.

You have no chance of revenge, ever. "

Mrs. Tang Li stood up, walked to the door, stopped, turned her back to Mrs. Fisher, and said, "Your granddaughter really looks like you when you were young. Treat her better."

"Hehehe..."

Mrs. Fisher's face was filled with resentment immediately, she gritted her teeth and said:

"No, he didn't enter the Temple of Order! No, absolutely not!"

Madam Tang Li's expression remained calm, and she said, "Are you so sure?"

"Have you forgotten what he once said? He said that the Temple of Order is a place for the elderly."

"I'm old, you're old, he must be old too, so he went to retire."

The resentment on Mrs. Fischer's face quickly receded, and there was a hint of nostalgia and fascination in her eyes, and her voice became gentle:

"No, he is in my heart, forever young."