13 Mink Street Chapter 137

"boarding."

"OK."

Little John got into the co-pilot position.

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

"Where is the butler?" Mr. Pavaro asked.

"Dead, poisoned to death."

Little John sitting in front immediately explained to himself:

"It's not me, he wants to poison me."

"Are you awake?" Pavaro asked.

"No." Karen shook his head.

"I didn't ask where it came out?"

"Don't bother, he knows." Karen stretched out his finger to little John, "It's where he is contaminated."

"Go now?" Pavaro asked.

"No, go tomorrow.

Since we are going to the snake cave, the first thing we need to do is to lead the snake out first. At the very least, we must get the snake injured. "

"Are you going to lead them to the Remnant of Light?"

"I have done this; not only do the dead keep secrets, but what the dead say is often easier for people to believe."

The person Alfred killed in the high-level office of the textile factory, Karen said to Little John at Tadle's house, but actually said to the dying housekeeper;

All of these will be submitted to the group of Order God in the form of clues and evidence after they are "awakened."

Pavaro smiled and said, "Others are killing people, but you are killing people here."

Paused,

Pavaro continued: "However, it's still a bit obvious."

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

"Too."

"The Remnant of Light is a thorn in the entire church circle. The status of Order of God is now catching up with the Church of Light of the Era. Therefore, the Religion of Order is the most vigilant and guarded against the Remnant of Light."

"Yes."

"Of course, the most important thing is that the group of bright remnants can fight. If it is two or three small fish, it will not have any effect. In addition, they can not only fight, but they are also very reckless."

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

One of Miss Bertha's role as a divine envoy, one from Elder Dock's side, and another one was preaching in a secret meeting opposite the clinic.

They all listen to God's envoys in name, but in private they are very willful in doing things according to their own habits and rhythms.

Even if the Order of the Gods were cautious and sent someone to explore and contact them first, they would be dealt with by Elder Dock and the same as they did with the Raphael family last time.

"The other point is that we stand from our standpoint, there is no reason for the remnants of the light to be involved in this matter, 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 been skipped the 'inexplicable stage' and directly entered: Guang Yuyi is indeed investigating this matter, and the investigation is very deep.

As a judge before, what you reported will be impounded, and you yourself will be suppressed and imprisoned, and you will be 'executed' at the end because you have been under their control;

Those light remnants are not.

They also have to worry that the activities of the Remnants of Light attracted the attention of other aspects of the Order of God. When the conflict broke out between the two parties, their matter might also be unfolded. Therefore, they were the least able to sit still. of.

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

Hearing these words,

Mr. Pavaro wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh:

"The channel through which I, the judge, reports to the top is not as good as the light remnant."

"This is indeed black humor."

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Go home first."

"Okay, Master."

On the way back, Karen once again leaned her head against the car window, seizing the time to continue sleeping.

Little John has been sitting very upright and restrained.

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

As the car drove downstairs to the apartment, Karen opened his eyes and closed 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. He didn't say anything, but was helped by little John and went upstairs; Alfred followed them.

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

Seeing the strange disabled man and strange boy appearing in front of her, Xili looked at Alfred who was standing behind a little blankly.

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

"Oh, yes, I will take care of them." Xili forced a smile.

Alfred glanced at Xili with some doubts, and then walked into the room. Only after entering the room did he realize why Xili behaved like this.

Because there is still Ms. Anne lying in the bathroom on the ground floor.

Imagine that a maid came to the employer's house in the morning and saw that there were only two pets, a cat and a dog, and they were humming and cleaning. Then they opened the bathroom door and saw a candle lying on the ground surrounded by candles. The female body with a hole in the forehead;

Alfred took a few steps back, came to Hillie's side, and asked;

"You didn't call the police?"

"Ah, no, no, no."

"That's good."

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

"You will be a relative who passed away normally at home, but now there is no time for funerals. It will be fine in two days."

"Normal... passed away?"

"You continue to do your thing."

"Okay, sir."

Hillie took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly;

It stands to reason that she should call the police;

But according to the law, as an illegal immigrant, she did not even have the qualifications to enter the police station.

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

"Go to Apple Street."

"Yes, master."

Alfred started the car and said, "Master, Xili saw the body of Ms. Anne."

"Oh, she was scared."

"Yes."

Karen didn't ask any more, because he knew Heili would not call the police.

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

Karen stretched his waist, intermittently to make up for sleep, in fact, if it is normal work, not sleeping for a night is not a big problem at his current age, but singing skills need his own energy to support. So he must pay attention to rest.

"Okay, you can go back."

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

"It is precisely because I know it will not be safe, that's why I want to come."

"I see, master."

Karen got out of the car, opened the unlocked courtyard door and walked into the courtyard, stopped and looked at the window sill on the second floor of the villa next door;

Vernon stood there, like a poet in heat.

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

Because the curtains of the French windows on the first floor were not drawn, Piaget and Bede were sitting there, just in sight of Karen who walked in.

Piaget opened the door:

"You came."

"Well, come and see you guys."

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

Bede, who had been sitting on the sofa, also stood up and smiled at Karen.

"Did the Bright God Cult abide by the agreement?" Karen asked.

The agreement is that except for themselves and Miss Bertha, the other parties are not allowed to enter, but also not allowed to "explore" here.

Bede opened his mouth and said: "There is no exploration, if there is, I will feel it when I pick up the paintbrush and paint."

"That's good."

Karen sat down on the sofa.

Muralism really has a lot of magical abilities, but it also has one of the biggest flaws...that is, it can't fight.

"Do you need coffee?" Piaget asked.

"Oh, of course, I need it now, but don't add sugar."

"Last time there was a reason."

"Well, I drink it out."

Piaget poured Karen a cup of coffee, which had been brewed before.

Karen picked up the coffee and took a sip. He was more tolerant of sheer bitterness than the terrible sweetness.

"Did you draw anything?" Karen asked.

"Still in the conception stage." Bader replied.

"No hurry, take your time." Karen said, "Oh, yes, one more thing, I led a gang 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 into account Miss Bertha's feelings."

"People always need to step out, and can't be immersed in the past. For example, after you separated from Miss Eunice, wouldn't it be normal?"

"cough…"

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

Mr. Bader's face is calm;

It seems that they have not had an in-depth conversation between them, and everything just stays on the basis of co-creating a painting.

"There will be danger tonight." Karen reminded, "However, the way we deal with danger is very simple, that is, as if nothing is known, and at the same time, as if nothing happened.

I even suspect that when the bees step on them, they will go here for a stroll, so when there is a person here, we should not panic.

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

"Yeah." Piaget nodded. "I didn't hear the danger from what you just said. Instead, I heard a voice similar to freedom. After tonight, Mr. Bed and I can get freedom and no longer be imprisoned. Up?"

Bede said: "If you want to use a lighter to burn the rope that binds your hands, you can't be afraid of getting hot."

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

Vernon did not violate the rules and did not use special methods to explore the villa, he just looked at it with his eyes.

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

"some."

"You didn't tear up the ad page, did you?"

Generally, the color pages of the telephone book will contain telephone numbers of nearby banks, restaurants and other places to facilitate customer contact.

"no."

"Let's order a pizza later, order some supper in the evening, shout more to eat, and when you go out to open the door, hold the paintbrush and the condiment plate in your hand, pretend that you don't have time to pick up things right now, and let the delivery staff take the things. Bring it straight into the house."

Piaget smiled and said, "It sounds like he opened the fence of the sheep pen and invited the wolf in."

"Any questions?" Karen asked.

"I don't have any problems. Anyway, I don't know much except for Mural, what about Mr. Bader?"

"From the current situation, I have no problem, after all, the main battlefield is not here."

"Okay, that's it, yes, Piaget, do you have any pajamas that you haven't worn here?"

"Excuse me to get me a set, I want to take a bath first."

I didn't sleep last night, and I was sleeping in the car during the day. I felt a little greasy and not very comfortable.

"You go take a shower first, and I will put my pajamas outside later."

"good."

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

On the way to the bath, Piaget knocked on the bathroom door and said, "The pajamas are outside. I took three new sets. You can choose by yourself."

"OK."

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

"thanks."

After taking a bath comfortably, Karen opened the bathroom door and chose a blue and black check pattern from the three pajamas. After wearing them, Karen didn't rush downstairs, but looked at the mirror on the sink. Standing.

In fact, Alfred's warning is correct. There is danger here. If you change to someone else, this teammate will be sold if you sell it. Your own safety comes first.

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

There is another reason that is a little hard to tell, just like the murderer likes to go back to the crime scene to have a look, because his own framing led to the next situation that will happen. 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 and opened it, then put her face in front of the mirror, looked carefully, and touched it again.

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

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

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

Mr. Bader leaned on the sofa, holding a cigar in his hand, his eyes diverging;

On the coffee table in the living room, a delivery person wearing a green dress with "Procco Pizza" printed on it was kneeling there, putting out the food in the box one by one;

Not only pizza, but also other flavors of food, well, red wine.

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

Karen glanced at the wall clock in the living room. It was a quarter of an hour short of four o'clock in the afternoon.

However, Karen did not focus too much on the delivery man, but walked over and picked up a piece of pizza and took a bite. It should be because it was served soon after it was baked, so the taste was unexpected. good.

"Red wine, open it." Karen said.

"Okay, sir." The delivery clerk immediately picked up the corkscrew to open the wine.

"Hey, did you tip?" Karen asked Piaget while chewing on the pizza.

"This gentleman has given me a lot, thank you." The delivery member smiled.

"Boom!"

The red wine bottle is opened;

"Gentlemen, do you have a cup here?"

"Just use your own cup." Karen said disapprovingly.

"Okay." The delivery person said curiously while pouring red wine, "I originally thought that Mr.'s house should have a wine cellar."

Piaget continued to draw things as he said: "I just moved here and I haven't had time to buy it. I usually don't have friends around, and I don't know how to drink alone."

"Yes, wine has an atmosphere only when you drink it with friends."

The delivery staff poured the wine, got up and started to clean up the coffee table and the original garbage on the ground.

Mr. Bader spit out a smoke ring, and said impatiently:

"Okay, okay, you can go now."

"Okay, sir, I'll take the trash away." The delivery person took the trash bag he had collected and walked to the entrance. When approaching the door, he stopped, turned his head and asked, "Oh, yes, gentlemen. , Is it 307 next door?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Karen asked.

"Nothing, sir, just now when I passed by the next door, I saw someone upstairs looking at me. I almost mistakenly thought it was a pizza delivery from the next door."

Piaget poked his head out of the drawing board and shouted:

"How is it possible that the house next door is also mine, but it has been vacant, but no one lives, are you dazzled?"

"Ah, that should be my misunderstanding, which caused you trouble, sorry." The delivery man immediately opened the door and walked out.

Through the French windows in the living room, he was seen walking out of the courtyard door.

Piaget stretched out and was about to say something, but saw Mr. Bader put the cigar on the ashtray, stood up, took the paintbrush, and walked to the drawing board, next to Piaget's previous painting. , Start painting.

"This pizza tastes really good," Karen said.

"Well, the wine is a little worse." Piaget shook his head, "I have to hurry up and fill the cellar in the basement."

"Hey, don't go to the next door to see. The delivery man said earlier that he saw someone in your house next door, so don't enter the thief." Karen asked.

"Even if there is a thief, what shall I do? The thief is just stealing things, and I don't want to let myself be harmed. My safety is much more valuable than the furniture."

When talking, Karen and Piaget were both observing Mr. Bede who was painting, but Mr. Bede kept frowning and was painting very seriously.

But the posture he held the brush was a bit strange, and the end of the brush was excessively upward.

Means, upstairs.

at this time,

In the bathroom on the second floor, Tills, Captain of the Whip of Order, was standing in front of the sink mirror, playing with the razor that had not been used after opening.

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

Piaget froze for a moment, but immediately entered the state, smiling and saying:

"He is a wine and needs to be tasted slowly. You are a cocktail. You can try it. Let's go. First, follow me to the bedroom on the second floor. Tonight, you will come one by one."

Tiers, standing in the bathroom on the second floor, showed nausea and discomfort on his face;

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

Mr. Bader put down his paintbrush and said, "He's gone."

The three of them sat back on the sofa again.

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

Smiled and said:

"Next, just wait for the curtain to open."

There will be a monthly ticket in the evening, brothers and sisters, it's the last day!

Chapter end