13 Mink Street

Chapter 5 He, wants to kill me?

Mr. Hoffen lay on the ground, and Karen stood before him;

At this time, as long as Karen is willing, he can give Mr. Hoffin an early ride.

Because Mr. Huofen's expression and words earlier brought him great pressure.

Originally reborn in this world, he felt very insecure. So far, he is still living with "this identity". Once he loses this layer of skin, what kind of unknown will his life slip into;

Moreover, there is not only "life" in the conventional sense, but there are obviously other factors beyond Karen's cognition.

If it was just "running away from home", Karen would not have such a great pressure. If you are afraid, you will be afraid. It is not as simple as "running away from home", nor can it be that simple!

Karen felt the trepidation of medieval witches.

come forward,

bend over,

Karen reaches out;

Just another pinch,

Or hold Mr. Hoffin's head, pretend to wake him up, and at the same time knock on the tiles to make up for the last damage.

So,

This sudden vortex of crisis can also dissipate invisible before engulfing himself.

so,

Do you want to do it?

It's not surprising to have this kind of thinking. No matter how ordinary, normal and gentle people are, they will also experience such sudden emotional outbursts and sudden evil thoughts in their lives.

But in the end,

Karen still stood there, motionless.

When Mina came down from the second floor and started calling for someone, when Aunt Mary came up from the basement, when Paul also ran over to pick up Mr. Hoffin,

Karen just recovered from Aunt Mary's yelling, and stepped forward to help Mr. Hoffin get into the hearse of the Inmerais family.

Paul started the car, and Karen stayed in the car with Mr. Hoffin.

This "Guohu" brand modified car was originally an extended version of an ordinary car, and the chair on the co-pilot position had been removed long ago, leaving more space, more than enough for a coffin.

Mr. Hoffen lay there, not moving.

Fortunately for him, ambulances are not common in this era, and now he has a car that can be taken to the nearest hospital immediately;

What's even more fortunate... Even if he is not rescued, he still has a car to take back, and it is an exclusive car;

Even, in view of the face of his relationship with his grandfather, he could still break a bone at the funeral, and the only one who suffered was Aunt Mary.

"Ah……"

Karen suddenly laughed and reached out to rub his face gently.

At this time, the golden retriever who got into the car with its owner came to Mr. Hoffin's side and licked his finger.

After dawdling beside its master for a while, it slowly walked up to Karen again.

Karen stretched out his hand, but the golden retriever didn't hide, allowing Karen to stroke its dog's head.

It seemed to feel comfortable being touched, so it simply climbed down and leaned against Karen's lap. After Karen stopped touching it, it nuzzled Karen's hand to signal to continue.

"well……"

Karen looked at Mr. Hoffin lying there again, and couldn't help but sighed.

The back is attached to the wall of the car,

Caught two dog heads,

"whatever."

...

The car drove into the hospital, and Mr. Hoffen was sent to the emergency room.

Paul was busy going through the formalities,

Karen led the golden retriever and sat on the bench by the flowerbed.

After sitting for about half an hour, Paul trotted over with a smile on his face:

"Master Karen, the doctor said that although Mr. Hoffin is still in a coma, he is considered out of danger."

Karen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved and a little bit lost;

This old man, his life is really hard, with such a big pool of blood... he still held on.

"The bills are at home," Paul continued.

The Inmeles family is a funeral club, and the relationship with the nearby hospital is already very good;

How good is it?

Aunt Winnie, who was in charge of the family's accounts, even had a list of the seriously ill and dying patients in the hospital recently.

Sometimes, even if you are still being rescued, Uncle Mason is already smoking and waiting in the parking lot outside.

As long as there is interest, there must be a chain;

With this level of relationship, it will be very fast if you go through some formalities.

"Do you need someone to accompany you?" Karen asked.

"Uh...you can hire a nurse."

"Then please."

"Well... Alright young master, I'll arrange it."

"By the way, Paul, do you have a cigarette?"

"I have...Master, what do you want?"

"Um."

Paul took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed a lighter to Karen.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, I'll go get a nurse first."

"OK, all right."

Karen took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. During this period, the smoking ban was not strict. Even in the hospital yard, Karen saw many people with cigarettes in their mouths, and the passing nurses would not scold them.

lit one, took a breath;

The brain once again issued a warning to the invasion of "toxins", and the body also responded with rejection, and the feeling of nausea and retching immediately hit;

But Karen ignored it.

He felt that he was as stupid as "smoking".

The old smoker stubbornly resisted the discomfort of his body and forcibly learned a bad habit that would continue to harm his body;

and myself,

He actually allowed Mr. Huofen to be sent to the hospital out of danger, and watched himself slide step by step into the unknown abyss.

He is reviewing himself, but not very strongly;

He is also regretting, but also not very strongly;

He felt stupid, well, this feeling was extremely strong.

"call……"

With a burning cigarette in hand,

Karen leaned back on the bench.

And at this moment,

A shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and Karen was taken aback, noticing that the cigarette at his fingertips had been taken away.

"You... grandpa?"

It was Diss who appeared in front of Karen.

Diss was still wearing the same clothes when he went out, but Karen noticed that there were obvious stains on Diss's trouser legs, and there seemed to be black marks on his hand holding his cigarette?

Is it mud?

Diss threw the cigarette on the ground and asked:

"When did you learn it?"

"I..." Karen hesitated for a moment. In fact, just now, he had the urge to tell "grandpa" the "truth", because he instinctively started from today's "dream", Mr. Hoffin's "questioning" of himself. "After things were connected in series, I noticed an unusual smell.

You know, Grandpa Dies and Mr. Hoffin are old friends.

It's not that I'm worried about what Mr. Hoffin will tell his grandfather when he wakes up, but compared to his grandfather, who is a retired teacher in the philosophy department who only loves "divination" or "metaphysics", runs a funeral club and works part-time as a priest, he seems to be more ... No, it should be the most mysterious one.

Mr. Huofen could know, grandpa...wouldn't be aware of it?

Therefore, if you resist, you should be strict, but if you confess, can you be lenient?

But looking at Grandpa's face,

After Karen's "truth" lingered in her throat, she still took it back,

road:

"Uncle Mason taught me."

Diss frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Mr. Hoffen is inside, and the doctor says he is out of danger," Caronton reported.

Diss nodded and asked, "Mary told me the matter, was she frightened?"

"No... um... Yes, I was frightened."

Karen's answer was a bit incoherent, but Karen felt that it was not her fault.

"I'll go see him, wait a minute."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Diss went in;

After about a quarter of an hour, Diss and Paul came back together. Karen also got up and followed them to the parking lot.

"When did you learn to drive?" Diss asked Paul.

"Not long ago, if I read a lot, I will." Paul replied a little shyly.

"Have you verified it?"

"I passed the exam." Paul replied immediately.

"From next month, your salary will be increased by one thousand rupees every month."

"Thank you, Mr. Dees, thank you, Mr. Dees."

There is a strong contrast between Paul and Ron in terms of personality. Ron likes to drink and play cards. Today, he got off work immediately after finishing his work in the basement. Which tavern should he hang out in right now? Paul Er stayed to wipe the car;

"Go back." Diss glanced at Karen and repeated, "Go home."

Paul was still driving, and Karen and Diss sat in the back. Because there were no seats, they sat face to face on the cushions.

"Do you need to inform Mr. Hoffen's family, Grandpa?"

"No, his children have severed ties with him a long time ago, and they are not in Luojia City. Remember to come over in a few days and check on his situation."

"Okay, Grandpa."

After a short exchange,

Karen saw Diss stretch out his hand and rolled up his sleeves.

What shocked Karen was that one-third of the area of Grandpa's left hand was "black scorched", as if it had been rolled over charcoal fire.

"Pliers," Dees said.

"Huh?" Karen was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses, and stepped forward to open the black box next to his grandfather, which contained a set of small surgical instruments and some things that were obviously not used at normal times.

For example, a few bottles of strangely colored liquids, crystal beads, iron plates with strange shapes, leather whips made of unknown materials... The most eye-catching thing is a sword handle with a hollow in the middle.

There are two exquisite carvings on the left and right sides of the hilt, a distorted skull on the left and a kind saint on the right.

Although the hilt does not have a blade, Karen carefully avoided it when holding something, as if there might be an invisible sword edge trying to cut off his fingers.

Karen handed the pliers to Grandpa.

Grandpa picked up the pliers with his right hand, clamped a corner of his blackened skin, and slowly tore it open.

Although the car was moving, Karen could still clearly hear the crisp sound of paper being torn.

The golden retriever who came back with him next to him curled up in a corner, shivering, staring at the dog's eyes.

Grandpa tore off two pieces of black charred skin with pliers as if no one was there, and said:

"tweezers."

"Oh, good." Karen handed over the tweezers.

But Grandpa didn't answer, but put his hand in front of Karen, and at the same time passed the pliers with his right hand.

In the memory of "Karen", there has never been a similar picture.

However, after pursing his lips, Karen still held the pliers in his right hand and the tweezers in his left hand. He first used the tweezers to tear out the gap in the black scorched skin, and then used the pliers to pull off the entire piece.

Underneath the black scorched skin was tender red meat, faintly oozing with blood.

from beginning to end,

Diss never cried out in pain.

He didn't even move his face.

After all the black scorched skin was cleaned up, Diss' left arm looked as if it had just been boiled in boiling water.

"Okay," Karen said.

"Um."

Diss reached out, picked up a bottle of purple liquid, flicked off the stopper with his fingertips, and poured all the liquid on his left arm.

"hiss……"

This cold breath was drawn by Karen.

Because he saw white smoke rising from Diss' left arm, accompanied by the crisp sound of hot oil being put into the pan.

a long time,

Diss breathed a sigh of relief and put down his sleeves.

Karen asked with concern: "Don't you need to bandage?"

Diss shook his head.

Karen didn't say anything, and continued to sit upright.

The car also stopped at this time, and the family arrived.

Karen led Mr. Hoffin's golden retriever out of the car, while Paul pulled over and parked the car on the side of the road at the gate of the courtyard.

"Mr. Diss, Master Karen, I'm going back first. I will come early tomorrow to set up a mourning venue."

"Okay." Diss nodded.

Paul, who got a raise, happily ran to his home.

Karen has been parked at the door of the house, not in a hurry to go in, because Diess did not go in.

two people, one dog,

Just standing at the gate of the courtyard.

On the window sill on the third floor of the villa, Pu'er stood up, staring at it with cat eyes.

Inexplicable,

It's like the background music of a stage play suddenly changed its style,

It's so abrupt,

yet so clear;

Karen felt her lips trembling and her breathing began to come short.

The golden retriever led by Karen raised his head and looked at Karen suspiciously, because it found that its leash was shaking... The reason was that the person who was holding him was shaking his hands.

Humans have a sixth sense.

It can be told by the wind, it can be told by the sun, it can even be told by the flowers and plants in the fence;

Karen didn't know whether the sixth sense would be strengthened after people "dead" once and then resurrected. In fact, he didn't even have the time to think about it now.

He feels like an egg just taken out of the chicken coop, being tossed and tossed by a naughty child;

run?

Karen twisted his neck as much as possible, looked to the side, there was a road, and he could spread his legs and run all the way to the end...

Immediately afterwards, Karen began to twist his neck in another direction, but twisted halfway, and then lowered his head unconsciously.

After bowing his head,

He saw his pant legs,

I also saw Grandpa's left arm,

I also saw the hilt of the sword in my grandfather's left hand that I put back into the black box but was holding at this moment;

for a while,

Karen felt that tears were brewing in her eyes, her nose began to feel sour, as if some snot was about to fall, and her facial muscles also had slight spasms;

in front of you

It seems that it is no longer the villa of the Inmeles family at No. 13 Mink Street,

But the ground layer by layer downwards,

Own,

Standing in the center of the high platform, next to it is the gallows prepared for himself.

"Karen."

Diss' voice sounded like thunder in his ears.

"grandfather……"

Karen's teeth were chattering.

But correspondingly, his heart is extremely calm, which is a sense of tearing the spirit and the body.

"Karen, where is this place?"

Karen opened her mouth,