"Hey."

Karen yelled.

Mr. Pavaro did not move, and the two men in black robes cast their eyes on Karen.

"Is this a rehearsal program? Or some novel gameplay?"

Mr. Pavaro suddenly smiled:

"That's why you have less knowledge. This kind of gameplay in the dim sum shop is not unusual for a long time."

"Hey, whoever goes to places like this, it's all older women."

"This is your young, old age, the precipitation of technology."

Karen shook the soot, then deliberately poked her head out, and glanced at the handcuffs on Pavaro's hands:

"Debt collector? The loan shark gang is now handcuffed?"

One of the black-robed men took out a police officer's card and placed it in front of Karen:

"We are the police, and now we suspect that you are in contact with the suspect."

"Um..." Karen immediately threw the unburned cigarette **** on the ground, raised his hand, and shrank his head, "It's none of my business, it's really none of my business, I just think your dress... Officer, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to interfere with official duties."

Karen slowly rolled up his car window with a smiley face.

The black-robed man didn't really come to investigate Karen, just wanted to scare him.

After all, the priest of the Whip of Order squad is not so idle that even an ordinary person who happens to pass by needs to investigate.

Pavaro got into the car in handcuffs, and the business car drove away immediately.

Karen sitting in the car, the panic on his face slowly faded.

"Oh, thank you, fortunately you are a smoker."

The meaning of this sentence is that he knew he was not an ordinary person a long time ago?

Karen was not surprised by this. Although it is difficult to be "explored" because of the special purification method, it is limited to passing by on the road with him;

I have contacted Mr. Pavaro several times, and some people in the middle have also checked Alfred. It is not surprising that Lenovo and found out that he is not an "ordinary person".

To Karen's surprise, Mr. Pavaro took the initiative to mention the dim sum shop.

Is this reminding yourself?

But why not remind his two buddies?

Karen looked at the two guys who had been taken away by the boss but were still standing there still;

Well, it doesn't seem to be of any use to tell them. These two guys don't look very smart. Dinkum is better, but it's limited.

That's why I told myself?

I owe a lot of love to the family, but I don’t actually have too much contact. I don’t even count as a friend. If I want to be a friend, it’s all right. Wouldn’t it be over if I give more money, or get some coupons to pay back the boss?

You know, the one that I fear most about dealing with, and the one that I most want to avoid dealing with, is the Order of God.

In short, asking yourself, watching Mr. Pavaro being taken away, Karen didn't have a particularly big urge to collect evidence to help him vindicate.

This is not as simple as helping Aleye's son with psychological problems. The former is nothing more than spending time and energy, while the latter can't fix it, but it will trap himself.

However, since they are here, even if Mr. Pavaro has been taken away, there is still something to be done to thank him.

Karen got out of the car, took out the gift from the trunk, and walked to the funeral club.

Halfway through, walked in front of Pique and Dincomb.

Pique looked at Karen who was walking over, and he couldn't believe it for a while.

Dincomb took the initiative to reach out and helped Karen bring up the gift, and said very humblely:

"grown ups."

Watching Dinkum and Pick’s reaction,

Ok?

Seems to have misunderstood something.

Karen immediately figured it out, and misunderstood. He really happened to be here, and there was just a lighter prepared by Alley in the car.

However, Karen hesitated, did not explain, just nodded to Dinkum.

"My lord, please."

Dincomb led Karen into the funeral club, which was a shop along the street. Although the two facades were merged together, it still looked a little rough.

Because the mourning ceremony has just been held, there is still a little mess inside. There is a small high platform with a "guest" lying on it.

"My lord, here."

Dincomb led Karen to the backyard, behind it was the living area, well, there was also a work area, such as an unlocked room Karen's eyes were swept away, and she knew it was similar to the work place of Aunt Mary.

The living room is not big, and next to the dining room, Karen sits down.

Dincomb poured another cup of black tea and placed it in front of Karen.

Karen picked up the cup, put it under his nose and smelled it, but for a moment he dared not drink it;

Although he felt that the possibility of Dinkum poisoning his tea in order to avenge his boss was almost impossible, why should he bet his life?

At this time, Karen noticed a detail, that is, there is a room in front of him, this room is affixed with very girlish stickers, which should not belong to Mrs. Pavaro;

Even if Mr. Pavaro and Mrs. Pavaro liked to play this kind of tune, they would not arrange the scene outside the door.

Karen put down the water glass, stood up, and walked to the door of the room. The door was locked from the outside, but it was not locked, but it was enough to prevent the people inside.

Seeing Karen walking there, Pique subconsciously wanted to come over to stop him, but Dinkum directly grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Karen took the lock and opened the door;

Immediately, a strong musty smell came over, like a house of pickled vegetables that had long been put away.

Karen blinked vigorously, and his eyes were soaked that they were crying.

However, it is not a storage room, but a bedroom.

The furnishings are very simple, with a large bed at the very end and a bathtub in the middle.

There were two girls on the bed, the same size, as if they were twins, both of whom were about thirteen or fourteen years old.

One was lying on the bed and was reading a book, and the other was sitting on the bed and playing with stickers.

Karen has seen Mina play with this kind of stickers before. A piece of plastic cardboard, with four female models on top, and a row of skirts, trousers and headdresses below, like double-sided tape. You can dress the female models yourself. .

The movement of the door being pushed open alarmed them. They all looked up at the girl at Karen~lightnovelpub.net~ who was standing at the door. Half of her face was rotten sore, and the back of her hand was also a black sore;

The face of the girl playing with the stickers is very clean, but her neck is all black.

The bed they were lying on was covered with a layer of plastic paper, because the abscesses on their bodies would drip from time to time. This layer of paper was used to facilitate cleaning.

The musty smell in the room was emitted from the two of them.

Karen frowned slightly. Since the revelation, his feeling of seeing the world has become clearer. Although there is certainly no specific magic effect of "exploration", he can at least feel some very shallow atmosphere. .

He saw a cloud of "black fog" on these two girls;

They are not purely sick, but...contaminated.

Karen walked out silently, closed the door of the room, and asked:

"Who are they?"

Dinkum replied: "My lord, they are the boss' daughters."

Mr. Pavaro's daughter?

"Is it contaminated?"

"Yes, my lord, on the way from school six years ago, he was avenged by a strange monster who was being arrested."

"Can't this pollution be purified?"

"My lord, the alien demon is not powerful, but it is a spirit-type alien demon. At the beginning, no abnormality was found in them. The boss was busy continuing to capture it. When the alien demon was finally caught, he returned home. The boss discovered that his two daughters had suffered mental pollution.

Abscesses on the skin... just appearance. "

Mental pollution can also be understood as soul pollution. After reaching this level, it is difficult to perform root removal treatment, because soul pollution is not like a problem with the hands and feet. Even if it cannot be cured, you can choose to amputate your limbs.

The soul is like a glass of clear water, even if you just drip in a drop of ink, you can no longer scoop out all the ink with a spoon.

"Six years," Karen murmured.

"The two young ladies must soak their bodies in a bath of blood and spirit powder at regular intervals in order to relieve and suppress the pain from the soul and body.

But with the passage of time, especially in the past two years, I have clearly felt that the interval of soaking has been significantly shortened, and the amount of blood spirit powder required for each soaking has increased significantly. "

"Blood spirit powder?"

Karen remembers this thing;

Old Anderson took Mr. Bader and Mr. Mike to show himself the balance sheet of Allen Manor. Compared with the secular wealth of Allen Manor, the "church assets" shrank pitifully.

At its peak, the Allen family had twelve workshops that provided basic materials for eight orthodox churches.

Now, the Allen family only has three workshops left in their hands. Among the nine lost workshops, one is the Blood Spirit Powder Workshop;

If I remember correctly, this workshop is now in the hands of the Raphael family.

Dinkum pursed his lips and continued: "Although the boss can get order tickets from the district every month, now, the monthly order tickets simply cannot afford the blood required by the two ladies every month. The cost of spiritual powder, although you can buy a little with Rael, the price is very expensive, and the quantity is also very scarce.

Therefore, the boss will often take the initiative to take the task issued by the district to earn extra order coupon rewards.

Even...will pick up tasks from other churches anonymously to get rewards. "

Allen Manor is extremely wealthy, but still has a crisis of family ruin, because the most valuable currency in the real circle of this world is coupons.

Blood powder, a special basic material, is directly supplied to the church by the workshop of its origin. It is basically only circulated in that circle, so if you want to get it, you can only purchase it by counting coupons.

No wonder the lady boss specifically asked if she could order coupons for remuneration that day, because her two daughters needed coupons to buy medicine.

"So, Inquisitor Pavaro, broke the law for this?" Karen asked.

Dinkom was silent.

Pique plucked up his courage and said: "The boss is not such a person!"

"Peak, don't be rude to adults!" Dinkom scolded his companion.

Just then, Mrs. Pavaro came in and shouted:

"It's so busy outside, you two dare to be lazy here!

Also, your boss is someone else, where did he go, and I can’t find anyone else’s shadow no matter how I look for it, so I won’t sneak into the dim sum shop again!

Huh?

You are... you were the one that day, why did you come? "

Pique cried out to the proprietress with a sad face:

"Mrs. Lake, the boss was taken by the Whip of Order and taken into custody."

"What!" Mrs. Lake was taken aback for a while, and then shouted, "I don't even make sense, and I don't have any reason. Even if I don't have a coupon and salary after suspension, how can I still take people away!"

Mrs. Lake's eyes started to turn red, she seemed to want to cry, but the hot temper that had been accompanied by her for a long time made her uncomfortable with tears;

At this moment, she looked at Karen with red eyes, and asked:

"Why are you here?"

Dincomb didn't speak, and Pique said directly: "This is the lord of the whip of order."

"It's you?" Mrs. Lake looked at Karen incredulously. "You took my husband away, and you captured my husband?"

Karen couldn't answer.

Mrs. Lake wanted to rush up to fight Karen. Dincomb and Pique saw this, and immediately stretched out their hands to hold Mrs. Lake, but they couldn't make physical contact with the adult, which was disrespectful.

"Are you from the Whip of Order? You pretended it that day? You have been acting? Hahahaha, are the people from the Whip of Order so good at acting? Why don't they perform in the big theater!!!"

"Madam, ma'am, you can't say that, you can't say that." Dinkom immediately reminded his wife.

"There is nothing I dare not say! You get out, you give me out!"

Seeing that she couldn't break free from the pull of the two guys, Mrs. Lake simply sat on the ground, waving her hands frantically and kicking her legs, Dinkum and Pique could only step back and give way.

Mrs. Lake looked at Karen again, with a clear sarcasm at the corner of her mouth:

"This is order, this is the whip of order?

You arrested my husband, is it still dereliction of duty? "

Karen didn't answer.

"Ha ha ha... I have been persuading him to dereliction of duty, scolding him for being dull and stupid, the amount of blood spirit powder needed every month for the past two years has been increasing, and I have scolded him almost every night;

Scolded him for not seeing her because she couldn't keep up with the frequency of soaking, did her daughter's skin start to fester again?

He scolded him and didn't find that the two daughters were clearly unbearable in pain every time they saw us, but they kept gritting their teeth and deliberately tried to endure pretending to be okay?

Scold him. Didn't he hear the cry of the two daughters buried in the pillows in the room late at night!

I know that he can get more points, and he doesn’t have to go outside and risk his life to pick up the task. The blood powder of the two daughters can also be supplied without a shortage, but I would rather be pinched on the back. Skin, but it's not!

Okay,

If he is really dereliction of duty, his daughter can have more than half a year or a year of comfortable life, even if you take him away, I will admit it!

But now,

Why, why, why! "

"I will investigate the matter clearly." Karen could only leave after leaving this sentence.

Mrs. Lake sitting on the ground, gritted her teeth and red eyes, staring at Karen's back;

But in the end, when he looked at the door of the room with the girl's sticker, he had no choice but to raise his head, letting tears drip from both sides of his cheeks.

Pique stepped forward and squatted down to comfort Mrs. Lake;

Dincomb followed Karen out.

Karen walked to his car and opened the door.

Dincombe stood there, a little embarrassed.

Karen looked at him and said, "Mr. Pavaro's matter will continue to be investigated. You are now maintaining the funeral society and taking good care of Mrs. Lake."

"Yes, my lord, I see."

"Ok."

Karen got into the car and started the car.

After driving one street, Karen pulled over and stopped the car.

He didn't expect this to be the case in Mr. Pavaro's family. Originally, he just thought that the Pavaro funeral society was simply not operating well.

Especially the two girls on the bed, the scars on their bodies.

In my mind, what Diss said at the beginning came to mind:

"Your father and mother were killed by my own hands."

Because they have been contaminated...

Karen subconsciously reached out and touched the pack of cigarettes next to the handbrake, opened it, pulled out one, bit it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

After taking a sip, he put the cigarette out of the car window, his other hand propped his forehead, closed his eyes, and kept breathing deeply.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

When he felt the burning sensation of spontaneous burning cigarette butts at his fingertips, Karen let go of his fingers and dropped the cigarette butts.

Then it was as if talking to myself, and as if there really was someone in front of me who needed to explain specifically:

"My current level of strength is not qualified to participate in this kind of thing for the time being, I think I can find a way to get some coupons, or get some blood powder to send to their home.

Yes, exactly. "

Karen felt that she had convinced herself and started the car again;

But when Karen stopped again, she found that she was parked on a street, opposite to the "Ava Dim Sum Shop".

Inexplicably, I drove here.

Karen turned his head and looked at the sign on the dim sum shop. After a long time, he finally decided to get out of the car and walked to the door of the dim sum shop.

On the counter, there were several plates of snacks, and seven women were sitting on the two sofas inside.

"Come in, come in." A woman greeted Karen warmly.

Karen took a step forward and walked in.

The women who had a lot of clothes on their bodies immediately took off their warm jackets, revealing their cool clothes;

One of them looked at Karen with a slightly unexpected smile on his face.

People have to eat every day. If there is a choice, why not eat the delicious food?

They are supposed to pick up customers every day. If they choose, why not choose handsome and young ones?

These women are all in their 30s to 40s, maybe a little over forty, but because of the thick makeup, under the ambient light, you can't actually tell the exact age.

At this moment, another woman came out with a dustpan just after sweeping the floor. She glanced at Karen who was standing in the center, with a smile on her mouth:

"Here is a fresh fish, look at the one who slandered you."

After speaking, she calmly bypassed Karen and dumped the garbage in the dustpan into the trash can outside the shop.

This woman is over fifty years old, her physique is not that tall, and she doesn't have much makeup on her face, so the traces of time are very obvious on her face, and she has no plans to compete for this order at all.

However, when she finished dumping the garbage and carried the dustpan back inside,

Karen raised his hand.

Point to her:

"How much do you..."

The woman was stunned, turned her head, made sure Karen was pointing at herself, and smiled:

"real?"

"real."

"I'm cheap."

"good."

"Then come with me."

The woman put down the dustpan, took Karen's hand, and walked in with Karen.

Inside is a small compartment separated out, the internal space of each compartment is very small, can only fit a lying board and a stool;

Of course, this place is not used for living, but for sleeping, and even if it is sleeping, it is just a matter of lying down and resting for a few cigarettes to get up.

"here."

The woman led Karen into the compartment, and Karen sat down on the lying board.

"We only do half of it here, but we can serve you."

The woman said as she tied her hair with a rubber band.

Karen asked;

"Mr. Pavaro, do you know him?"

The woman tying her hair suddenly stopped.

When smoking cigarettes, Mr. Pavaro said that age is the precipitation of technology.

This is why Karen chose her;

"Ah."

The woman laughed, sat down beside her, took out a pack of cigarettes in her hand, took out one, did not give Karen, but lit it herself.

road:

"I'll just say, such a young and handsome guy, how come here to play? There are not many young and clean girls outside, and it doesn't even cost you money.

I thought you bastard. "

"I'm here for Mr. Pavaro's business." Karen explained.

"What about others?"

"Be officially taken into custody."

The woman spit out a smoke ring, and then licked her lips. When she heard the news, she looked a little nervous, no, she was a little afraid, she whispered:

"Praise Mills."

Sometimes, this kind of praise is like "my god", "my god", "thank god", for believers, it is like a daily habitual mood.

Are you a follower of the Mills Church?

Karen knew that this church was a **** worshipped by the prostitutes who did business in the island brothel in the era of pirates. It is said that she was the lover of the sea **** and would shelter them.

The last time I came into contact with a Mills believer was in Mr. Morf's study, and Karen was deeply impressed by the picture that the female believer drilled from under Mr. Morf's desk drawer.

Therefore, the very old woman in front of me can be regarded as a member of the church.

It is not surprising that she continues to engage in this business, and it may be for a kind of practice, just like the local judge of the Order of God likes to open a funeral club.

The woman spent a long time calming her mood, and Karen sat next to him silently and waited;

He saw a glass of water on the stool, and paper under the cup. It was the kind of rough toilet paper used in the toilet, not the facial tissue that would be put in the tissue box on the coffee table.

Any normal man who sees this kind of rough red toilet paper will probably subconsciously feel some pain like scraping.

finally,

The woman spoke again:

"I persuaded Pavaro not to continue investigating, because he can organize such a large-scale person and his background is absolutely extraordinary.

Besides, the Raphael family also sent someone here, willing to provide him with blood powder for free every month, enough for his two poor daughters.

But he is so stubborn, he still reports up the situation again and again, in fact, the first two reports failed to get the receipt, it can already explain some of the situation, this is also a warning.

But he ignored this warning, and continued to report to it, while personally investigating the matter.

I have never understood why he did it;

In order to get enough points every month, he would often take on those very dangerous tasks. However, he could just sit and do nothing and get a hush fee, which is enough for his two daughters. Take a normal bath every month and live a life similar to a normal person.

Could it be that

Is it really for that sentence: Praise order?

Everyone just shouted, so why did he take it seriously?

He was suspended two months ago. When he told me about this, he and I actually knew that this was an ultimatum from above.

alright,

Now he is really taken into custody. "

The woman lighted up another cigarette silently, and continued:

"Why do the judges of the Order of God have a high status, because they have the Order of God standing behind them, and the Fists of the Order of God are the hardest?

But once the church behind you is not standing behind you, the judge is nothing more than a judge.

Oh,

That glass of water is for serving, but it can be drunk. If you are thirsty, you can drink it. "

"Not thirsty."

"Ah."

"This matter, is there any blood powder?"

"He didn't even tell you this, but asked you to come to me?" the woman asked with some confusion.

But before Karen could think of an excuse,

The woman nodded herself: "Yes, this matter, when it is not a last resort, definitely can't pull another person into the water."

She picked up the water glass by herself, took a sip, then put it down, and continued:

"In recent years, the output of blood spirit powder is so high that it is a little abnormal. He has not enough coupons, so he wants to buy some raw materials by himself and see if he can make some of them by himself. Even if the amount is small, he does not go out. To sell, you only need to share the pressure of using your two daughters.

As a result, because of this, he found that the supply of raw materials and blood powder that flowed into the Yorktown area every month was completely unbalanced, and it could even be said to be out of balance.

This means that there is a huge amount of blood powder that is not made from raw materials, circulating in the ‘market’.

In addition to the production of raw materials, there is another production method for blood spirit powder, which is to use women's menstrual blood as a substitute raw material, which can save a lot of work. Although the effect of the material will be reduced, it is the basic material and affects It won't be very big.

But that thing is not as easy as going to a public toilet to collect feces, and the society has never heard of a company that specializes in collecting this.

The most important thing is that the unbalanced output is so stable in supply that there must be a large-scale and efficient collection method.

for example……"

Karen answered, "Raise people in captivity."

The woman nodded and said, "You have to take some special medicine to turn once a month into once every two or three days... or even shorter."

Hearing this, Karen swallowed, picked up the cup that the woman had just drunk, and took a sip of water.

When the woman saw this, she smiled again, took out two cigarettes, bit them in her mouth, and lit them together, and then put one of them in front of Karen;

Karen reached out and took a breath.

"Do you know how many illegal immigrants smuggle to Wien every year?"

Karen shook his head.

"Hehe, not only you don’t know, even the government doesn’t know, because there are so many people, so many women, no one cares where they were arranged to go after they landed, and where they finally disappeared. .

A notice of hiring female workers can deceive the girls who are trying to make more money to relieve the burden of the family.

There are deep interests involved in this, and it can even be said to be a stain on the orthodox church. "

The woman looked at Karen and asked:

"I have a document here that records all the progress of Mr. Pavaro's investigation. If you plan to continue Mr. Pavaro's investigation, I can give you this material."

"I have not decided yet."

The woman didn't feel disappointed, nor did she show any contemptuous expressions. Instead, she stretched out her hand and placed it on Karen's back, as if an elder gently stroked him.

road:

"You are very real."

"No, I'm hypocritical."

"Do you know Mr. Pavaro well?"

"I'm not familiar with it, I've seen it three times, and the last time was when he was caught."

"But you still came."

"It just happened to drive here."

"Well, did you walk into the store again?" The woman covered her mouth and smiled, "Are you still saying, if you didn't happen to choose me, you should have been lying here and being served?

Did you know that words and words often lie, but they can act, but they are the most honest. "

"What about you?" Karen asked, "Why did you help Mr. Pavaro to investigate this matter? You should also be aware of the dangers in it, and what benefits you can't get from it."

Because, Mr. Pavaro himself is already so miserable, it is hard to imagine what benefits he can use to impress the woman in front of him, let her help him investigate and take risks together.

The woman asked, "Do you know Goddess Mills?"

"I know."

"She was a prostitute. In those days, the pirates played with and killed women captive by them at will. At that time, the prostitutes on the island were inferior to the goods.

Therefore, Mills chose to walk into the sea and become Poseidon's lover in exchange for Poseidon's warning to the pirates.

Since then, a covenant has spread among the pirates:

No matter how big the storm is, you can't owe the hard money to the prostitutes!

Being willing to give money is a kind of respect in itself.

Just like Mr. Pavaro’s boss, or even his boss’s boss, there must be someone involved in this matter, and they will often ‘praise order’ in their daily lives.

But their praise is the same as that of Mr. Pavaro?

Just like the believers of our Mills religion, many believers just learn some techniques to please men, thereby gaining higher wealth and status enjoyment. They will also ‘praise the Mills’,

But are they the true Goddess of Mills?

The goddess of Mills, symbolizes fearlessness, fraternity and dedication!

She may be born humble, she may work humble, her ending and choices are also humble, no goddess who is above all has an innocent resume;

But in my heart, this kind of walking barefoot in the storm, no matter how strong the wind is, no matter the mud slaps on the body, but she can still sing beautiful songs, is the real great and sacred existence. "

The woman hesitated, did not continue smoking, but looked at Karen and asked:

"What about you, what are you admiring?"

I?

What I am doing is the purification of order, and I use the magic of order...

But when he went home at noon, Karen, who had been told by Pu'er, "You really desecrated "praise" completely", at this time, it was a little hard to speak.

He can "praise nature" naturally in front of Miss Bertha.

He can "praise the whip of order" calmly in front of Dinkum.

But in front of the woman in front of her, she couldn't praise her.

The woman bent down, stretched out her hand, took out a file bag from under the bed, and placed it in front of Karen:

"I'm sorry to tell you, sir, your service time has come. You can now choose to extend the time or just get up and leave. Of course, when you leave, you can also choose to bring it or not.

After all, in the eyes of many people, things in dim sum shops are as dirty as people. "

"How much is the service fee?"

"They are 40 reels and I am 20 reels." the woman said, "you can see it, too. I'm older."

Karen took out a one hundred reel banknote and delivered it.

"Oh, don't you have any change?" The woman asked with a headache.

"I'm sorry, no."

"Okay, I'll find it for you." The woman took out an old lady's wallet that she didn't know where she had hidden before, took out a 50 denomination from it, and took out three 10 rael denominations, and handed it to the card. Lun.

Karen stretched out his hand to take the money, took out two 10 reels and put them back, saying:

"You are older, but your skills are better than them. It's worth it."

The woman smiled, smiling happily: "Hahaha..."

In my mind, the **** named Pavaro came to mind. Every time he came to communicate with him about the latest investigation progress, he would pay him a service fee, and he would pay him 40 reels every time, saying:

Although you are old, you have good skills!

Karen got up and walked out of the cubicle. He didn't take the file bag.

Looking at the file bag still on my lap,

The woman smiled,

Prepare to put it away.

But at this moment,

Karen walked back again and smiled:

"Sorry, this is the first time I have a snack. I was so nervous. I was a little guilty and hurried just after I left. I actually left something behind."

Talking,

Karen picked up the file bag on the woman's leg and clamped it under her arm.

The woman is holding the bed with both hands,

Spread the legs apart,

Leaning back,

Just watched Karen who had gone and returned.

She is wearing a skirt, this posture will reveal all the secrets;

But there was no blasphemous look in Karen's eyes, not because she was older, but because she was a little sacred in Karen's eyes.

"Can you ask me the question you just asked again?"

The woman nodded,

Asked:

"How about you~lightnovelpub.net~ what do you admire?"

Karen took a deep breath and replied:

"I don't think I am qualified to answer your question, but I hope that when I see you next time, I can answer it naturally."

The woman shook her head and said:

"Don't be so extreme, you can come over whenever you need it.

The reason why Pavaro comes here often is because we can also help to inquire and investigate some things. "

"That's it, okay, thank you, I see."

"Anyway, we welcome you. Of course, the premise is that you don't think it's dirty here, and you don't think it's dirty."

"How is it possible? One of my most respected elders once said this to me."

"Oh, what did your elder say?"

"He said,

Even the great and supreme **** of order was raised by prostitutes. "