The two black-robed men stared at Karen in disbelief. They were just two servants of the gods who were assigned to "take care of the funeral". They thought it was a simple job, but they never expected that the recipients of their pensions He actually stood in front of him alive.

Karen put his hands on his chest and said sincerely:

"Praise the great God of Order, praise Order!"

The two men in black robes immediately followed suit:

"Praise the great **** of order, praise order."

After the ceremony.

"You...are you really Judge Pavaro?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you dead?"

"I was falsely imprisoned, and then I was released on purpose to hunt down and silence me. I almost died, but I escaped, thanks to the protection of the great God of Order."

"this…"

"us…"

The two men in black robes looked at each other;

Intuition told Karen that there were other things involved.

"Lord Inquisitor Pavaro, we need to go back and report to Inquisitor Vicole."

"This pension..."

"Of course it needs to be rescheduled, rescheduled."

"Okay." Karen nodded, feeling a little disappointed.

The two men in black immediately got into the car and left.

Alfred got out of the car and walked over, wondering, "Master, what is this?"

"He gave Mr. Pavaro a pension and a certificate, but I think there are other stories in this matter, which are not so pure. I have a hunch that he will come to me soon."

"Master, what about you?"

"Wait to see him."

"Master, shall I go in with you and wait for him?"

"No, I think it's him who should be worried."

"Master, why is this?"

Karen looked down at his feet and remembered that the position he was standing now was the place where Mr. Pavaro was chained and taken away last time.

"I guess, it was this adjudicator named Vicolet who hacked Mr. Pavaro's credit."

"In this case…"

"He has two choices, either, kill 'Pavaro' again; or, come to me for a confession. Do you think he will choose the former?"

"Probably not, because the group of people who chose the former is over."

Karen lowered his head and fiddled with the stones on the ground with the toe of his shoes, analyzing calmly:

"Yes, so he will choose the latter, and he will come to appease me immediately, hoping to get an endorsement from me. Of course, he will give me benefits in exchange.

I need to brew up my emotions and make some preparations so that I can bargain for the best interests.

This is actually a good thing. After all, I am a fake. Too much exposure on this matter will lead to more hidden dangers. Someone is blocking the front. My identity will be much safer. This is the best situation. Is not it? "

Karen raised his head and said with a smile, "Go back to the car first."

"Yes, master."

Alfred turned around and got back in the car.

Karen continued to stand there;

The scene of him reading Mr. Pavaro's notes emerged in his mind, and the scene of Pavaro kneeling in front of him and presenting his face to himself with both hands appeared.

A person who, before dying, kneels down to beg for a favor and apologizes for his moral coercion;

How dare you blackmail the glory that belongs to him.

Karen's eyes started to turn red. It wasn't because of using spells or other changes in his body, but because of anger, which had already filled his heart.

This was the first time that Karen showed such a strong killing intent, without concealment, without restraint, very straightforward and pure.

The last time in Luojia City, Karen was not so angry at all when he accompanied his grandfather to roll the roll according to the list, because it wasn't Sarah's family who died.

He was not so angry when he was in the pigsty under the sausage factory, because the people in the pigsty were indeed pitiful, but to him, they were all strangers.

Karen once told Pavaro that he could never be him;

Because Karen never hides his double standard, he can even admit that he is a double standard.

He never felt that he was great, and his code of conduct was to make himself feel comfortable in his heart.

After wearing Pavaro's mask, hearing his wife's cry, and seeing his two daughters' tortured bodies because of the broken blood spirit powder, their mentality is naturally different.

There has been a distance between intimacy and estrangement.

Vicole, you will die. — I swear by the name of Inmeles.

close your eyes,

look up,

take a deep breath,

The red in Karen's eyes gradually faded,

He waved to Alfred who was sitting in the car, then turned and walked into the funeral home.

Alfred, who was sitting in the car, smiled and waved to his young master in response. After his young master turned and walked in, he also took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

Then, he took out a small black book the size of a phone book from his coat pocket, which recorded some of Karen's usual words, including those slang words.

He took out another pen, bit off the cap with his mouth, and wrote on it:

"For the first time, I felt the wrath of God so clearly.

Now, I can't help but start to mourn for the adjudicator named Vicolai, because he doesn't know what kind of existence he has offended!

No, he is actually lucky, because he doesn't know what kind of existence he has offended! "

…

Back in the shop, Peake and Dingcomb were still like yesterday, one was in a daze and the other was reading a book.

Karen felt that compared with the two fellows of this funeral society, Ron of Mink Street was simply a model of hard work.

Seeing the boss came back, both of them stood up.

"Why hasn't the black veil on the top been cleaned up, it covers the door, and the ground, why hasn't it been cleaned up?"

"Yes, boss, I'll pick it right away."

"Boss, I'll go clean right away."

After dismissing the two buddies, Karen walked into the backyard, hesitated for a moment, then walked to the door of the two daughters' bedrooms, took off the door lock, opened the door, and walked in.

The two girls were sitting on the bed and playing with the flower rope. After taking a bath with the blood spirit powder yesterday, the two of them were obviously in better spirits. skin.

When Karen walked in, the two girls instinctively stopped the game and subconsciously moved into the bed.

Karen stood there, not going any further.

Immediately afterwards, both girls smiled at Karen, a little faintly, but not forcefully.

A smile appeared on the corner of Karen's mouth, then he turned and walked out of the bedroom. Outside the door was Mrs. Lake.

"You... are you back?"

"Yes." Karen responded, and then asked, "Where is the study?"

"You...you don't have a study."

"Oh, I forgot."

"Shall I tidy up the bedroom?"

"okay."

Mrs. Lake walked into the bedroom and began to tidy up the things on the bed. Karen also walked in and closed the bedroom door.

"The result of the incident I investigated before came out. Those who suppressed me and murdered me against me are all over."

Mrs. Lake, whose back was facing Karen who was tidying up, trembled slightly, then nodded vigorously, and said, "That's great."

"But many people thought I was dead, so my contribution to this matter was blackmailed."

Mrs. Lake was shocked again when she heard this, and then, she forced her tone to appear calm, and said:

"People, as long as people are safe, everything else is not important."

"The person who blackmailed me will probably come here to find me soon. He thought I was dead, but I was still alive, so he wants to buy me now, and I have decided to accept his bribe.

Oh, he's a higher rank than me. "

Mrs. Lake turned around without looking at Karen, lowered her head, bit her lips with her teeth, and said for a moment, "That's good, that's good, that's good."

Her man is dead, her man is dead!

Now, there are still people who want to **** the honor that belongs to her man!

"I promise you that he will use his soul as the price for this matter in the future, but right now, I don't have the ability. I need time."

"No, no, no." Mrs. Lake walked up to Karen, put her hand on Karen's chest, and immediately realized that this was not her husband, she immediately moved her hand away, "You must not take risks, don't take risks , really don’t take risks, it’s not worth it, it’s not worth it.”

"worth it."

"No, it's not worth it!"

Mrs. Lake lowered her voice and clenched her hands and roared.

"I believe that the friend you mentioned yesterday doesn't want you to do this either. I believe that your friend must have a stubborn temper. Anyone who can be friends with him... must be a good person."

Mrs. Lake put her hands on her chest, tears finally dripping down uncontrollably:

"I can feel it, really, I can feel it, don't take risks, don't worry about it, okay? Isn't your friend dead, he's dead, don't worry about it anymore, really , really don't care about it.

He is a dead person, he really doesn't need these, no more. "

Karen looked at Mrs. Lake who was crying, and said:

"Yes, he is dead."

"Well, so..." Mrs. Lake wiped her tears with her sleeves, "So, safe, safe, okay, okay, not for my two daughters, nor for me, you...you, okay, okay Is it?"

"What's the point of the funeral?" Karen asked.

"significance…"

"Is it for the dead to see? No, you should understand that funerals are more for the living to see."

"The living..."

"I just came to tell you, I don't know why, my temper has changed a little recently, maybe because I was framed and imprisoned, I became a little irritable, so I just want to inform you.

In a sorry way, to inform you. "

"Then...then...then you can do as you want. In fact, I wanted to tell him...and you this sentence a long time ago, but I haven't been able to say it. This is my regret.

In fact, in fact, my daughters and I have been very tired and suffering. I know you have been suffering too. I know it in my heart, but I just couldn’t control myself before. I really couldn’t control myself. I regret it , so sorry. "

Mrs. Lake put her forehead on Karen's shoulder, and this time, put her hands on Karen's chest.

Karen kept her hands on her sides and didn't lift them up. He knew that Mrs. Lake needed a support, and she also needed to vent her emotions. Now she regarded herself as the gone Mr. Pavaro.

"I clearly know that your pain is no less than mine, but I just keep blaming you for scolding you and hating you, because of this, I can feel better in my heart.

I'm so selfish, really, I really feel so selfish now, I really want to say sorry to you, sorry, sorry!

If there is another chance, or something similar, I just want to say that my life with my girls is really exhausting, and sometimes, the worst end is a relief.

You... no, you, don't have any psychological burden. "

Madam Lake reached out and touched Karen's face.

"I can touch it, I can touch it, and I can feel it because he agrees with you willingly and regards you as a friend. From this face, I can feel it."

Similar words have been said by Lemar of the Pottery Museum when he examines the skin.

"You live well, stay with your two daughters, and live well. I recently met a new friend who may have a solution to our daughter's illness."

"Really...really?"

"Well, at least, we can find a better way than the blood spirit powder, so that they can suffer a lot less, and even go to the park, or go to school?"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Mrs. Lake thanked her repeatedly,

"Thank you for that friend."

"I need to get ready to welcome guests," Karen reminded.

"Oh, yes, yes." Mrs. Lake immediately wiped away her tears.

As a woman who has lost her loving husband, she has no way to cry in the mourning hall in public, so her grief can only be turned into a short-term expression, which is also a kind of pity.

Karen went behind the desk and sat down.

"What would you like to drink, tea or coffee?"

"Would it be inappropriate for you to bring it in for me?" Karen asked with a smile.

"Heh..." Mrs. Lake also couldn't help but want to laugh for no reason, with tears on her face, and the corners of her mouth twitched, but she finally held back.

"Ice water."

"OK."

Madam Lake faced Karen and bowed seriously.

Karen stood up at once;

When Mrs. Lake reached out to pull the bedroom door, she stopped and said suddenly:

"Before, he always believed in that..."

"What?" Karen asked.

Mrs. Lake looked at Karen: "I suddenly felt that the God of Order should have really heard his prayer."

After speaking, Mrs. Lake walked out of the bedroom;

Soon, even though the door was closed, Mrs. Lake's sharp voice could still be heard clearly:

"Pike, send your master a glass of ice water, remember to use the boiler waste water!!"

Karen sat down and picked up the pen again.

After a while, Pique opened the door and walked in.

"Boss, ice water."

"Well, Peake, I want to ask you something."

"Boss, you ask."

"You and Dincombe are on my staff, aren't you?"

"Of course, boss."

"If I want to recruit another servant of God, can I get the establishment?"

"Boss, you forgot, you are a seventh-class judge, and you can only have two servants."

"The seventh judge..."

"It's the lowest level judge, because boss, your temper is easy to offend people... So, if the boss wants to increase the establishment, every time you increase two ranks, you can get an extra establishment."

"Okay, I see. Also, how much is my monthly order voucher?"

"One thousand order coupons, boss, have you even forgotten this?"

Is the income so low... So Serena gave herself half a month's salary directly? Oh no, what Serena sent was an abyss coupon, but the exchange ratio should not be too outrageous.

"Peak."

"Yes, boss."

"I want you to swear now in the name of the God of Order, that you are not allowed to tell the second person what I just asked you."

"Uh...Okay, boss, I swear in the name of the God of Order to keep the boss's question a secret!"

"Okay, you go out."

"Okay, boss." Pique scratched his head and went out.

It feels good to have an honest man under his command.

Karen closed his eyes and rested his mind. He didn't need to worry too much about his "performance", because Pavaro's personality was very clear, and the other party should know it too. Therefore, when the other party came over, he mainly depended on the other party's performance.

About twenty minutes later, Dingcomb knocked on the bedroom door: "Boss, someone is visiting."

"Lead in."

"Okay, boss."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and a man in a gray windbreaker came in, took off his hat, and then took out a small scroll from the hat, threw it on the ground, and the blue flames rose up and quickly extinguished , Immediately, a blue enchantment was formed in this bedroom.

"We met for the first time. My name is Victor. I was originally a civil servant in the district, but I have just been transferred to the adjudicator."

"Pavaro."

As if he had expected this blunt way of dialogue, Victor walked to the desk and said:

"Judge Qi Heshu's case was completely exposed, and he himself died. There is a sealed official report letter you sent before in the district, and it was found out when you traced this matter. In addition, there is also your jailbreak Kill report.

So I forged some letters to prove that you had reported to me, and I instructed you to continue the investigation, and finally exposed Judge Qi Hesu's criminal activities. "

"Bless the God of Order, I am still alive."

"Yes, I didn't expect this, and it made things troublesome all of a sudden."

"Yes."

"I need this credit, the district will give you a pension of 2,000 order coupons, oh no, it's called a bonus now, and then your rank of judge can be raised from the seventh to the sixth.

I can give you an additional 5,000 order coupons.

in addition,

You will also gain friendship from me. After I change jobs, I will replace Luke Adjudicator and become your immediate boss. "

Karen said:

"10,000 order coupons, bonuses are not included; sixth class, become fifth class; God's servant chooses, I decide by myself."

Vicole didn't say that Karen Lion opened his mouth wide, but asked a little strangely: "So simple?"

"I almost died this time. I want to be better for my wife and children. My children need a lot of blood spirit powder every month. I have fulfilled my responsibilities to the church. Now, I want to be responsible for my family. .”

"Okay, I promise you, I will send someone to deliver the 10,000 order coupons tomorrow, and the sixth class will also be operated by me into the fifth class. The servant of God will choose you. You can report it yourself and I will approve it.

You need to write a fact sheet in your name, I have brought it to you, copy it yourself and submit it.

In addition, someone will come to ask about the situation routinely, you can just tell him according to the above. "

"Okay, deal."

Vicole nodded with a smile and said, "Deal."

"You can go." Karen pointed to the door.

"Judge Pavaro, I suddenly realized that I like you a little bit." Vicole said with a smile.

Karen knew what kind of "like" Vicolet was, just like how he felt about Mr. Pavaro before. It is indeed easier for people to believe "Pavaro" when he speaks, and the same goes for promises. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"I hate you," Karen said.

"Oh, of course, of course, I like your character, I believe that in the future, we can have a lot of cooperation, and I will not treat you badly, not like your previous boss.

Because, my grandfather, was one of the Bishops of York City. "

After speaking, Vicole put on his hat again, opened the door, and walked out.

The blue enchantment then dissipated.

Karen sat in the chair,

after awhile,

"Ha ha ha ha ha…"

Karen couldn't help laughing, and subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand:

"He is actually better than my grandfather..."

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