"People with the Whip of Order are as short-sighted as herrings stuffed in a can!"

After listening to Karen's narration, Alfred couldn't help cursing.

"Actually, that's pretty good. I just need to pretend to be someone who thinks I'm the Whip of Order. Maybe I can explain it easily when I encounter something in the future."

"The young master is always so visionary."

"Okay, you can go back to the funeral club. This time, you don't need to wear a mask. You don't know how awkward it is when I chat with Mrs. Lake with Mr. Pavaro's face on my face every day. Well, Mrs. Lake will only be more serious awkward."

"Okay, master."

The second-hand black Pens was driving on the road, and when passing a street, the traffic was blocked because of a group of people gathering in front of it, and Alfred had to stop the car and wait.

I remember that on the first day I arrived in York City, when I got off the pier and took the car to Allen Manor, Mrs. Jenny once said that rallies and parades are like a kind of cultural and sports activities in York City, and they are very common.

After waiting for a while, the car in front started to move forward. Alfred also restarted the car. After driving forward for a while, Karen saw a group of people walking on the side of the road. They were wearing white robes and covered their heads. Wearing a tall white hat with only two small holes in the eyes, what he holds in his hand is not a placard, but a torch.

They didn't shout any slogans neatly, but marched very calmly.

Karen wondered, "It doesn't look like a church."

Although there are religious elements that ordinary people seem to be very strong, as a person in the circle, Karen can clearly distinguish that this is definitely not an orthodox church organizing a parade.

"It really doesn't look like a church, but rather some kind of interest club, master, do you need me to investigate?"

"If you have time, you can go and investigate. After sending me to the funeral club later, you can go to the Lemar Pottery Museum to help me settle the money for the blood spirit powder last time. In addition, if Lemar buys more , You can buy some more blood spirit powder and come back to prepare.

Then go to the black market and buy two scrolls for Pu'er and Kevin.

After all this is done, you can go to investigate the community. "

"Okay, master."

"Oh, that's right." Karen put the ring that was accidentally broken in half by himself into the empty slot next to the handbrake, "Remember to stick it back with glue."

"Remember, master."

The car stopped at the entrance of the Pavaro Funeral Society. Karen got out of the car, waved with Alfred, and walked in.

Alfred held the Whip of Order ring that had been split in two, and said to himself with a smile:

"The current whip of order is indeed made of plastic."

…

The shop was still the same, Peake was sitting on a chair in a daze, and Dingcombe was reading a book there.

In fact, Karen has accumulated dissatisfaction with the two of them for a long time. If it was just because they were a little lazy before, then when he drove Mrs. Lake back last night, he found that these two people had left the boss's two sick daughters behind. When you leave work at home, it is no longer a matter of laziness.

Karen could understand their thoughts. Mr. Pavaro was still a seventh-class judge for so long. They felt that following Pavaro had no future at all, so they simply mixed in.

Understanding is understanding, but it does not mean that Karen is willing to understand them.

When Karen appeared in the shop, Peake raised his head first, then opened his eyes wide;

Dingcombe immediately looked up at Karen, and he also opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

"Is Mr. Pavaro there?" Karen asked.

Pique and Dingcomb immediately stood up: "My... my lord."

Dingcom reacted faster, and immediately said: "My lord, the boss is out on business, are you looking for him?"

He couldn't just say that the boss went out to pick up private jobs, because he knew that the boss not only took on the missions of the Cult of Order, but also the missions of other churches.

Karen smiled and took out his God Servant Certificate, and threw it to Dingcomb, and Pique also turned his head to look at it.

"I am a servant of God who came to report. From now on, I will be the same as you. Please take care of me."

"How... how is it possible!" Pique exclaimed.

Dingcomb looked at the certificate in amazement, and then at Karen: "My lord...is this true?"

"Really, in the future, I will also be an employee of this funeral club. The qualifications of the two of you are older than mine, so you are seniors."

"Really?" Pique asked.

Dingcomb immediately bent down and handed the certificate back to Karen, saying repeatedly: "Don't dare, dare not."

"hehe."

Karen smiled, then looked at the ground and the wall, and said, "There have been a lot of things happening in the Blue Bridge community recently. Although they have been resolved, the higher authorities attach great importance to this area, so next, the Blue Bridge community The Inquisition will operate a little differently than other places.

Mr. Pavaro already knew about this arrangement. I don't know if he gave you any instructions before going out. "

"Yes, yes, we know that there is a newcomer... oh no, a grown-up is coming, but I didn't expect you to come in person." Dincombe said obsequiously.

"Hmm." Pique nodded again and again.

They promised to the boss before that they would educate the newcomers and set rules for the newcomers, but now, naturally, they dare not have the slightest idea.

"The ground is too dirty, and the walls are also dirty. I'm a clean freak and don't like a messy environment. It's like my eyes can't hold sand."

"Don't worry, we'll clean it right away!"

"We'll start cleaning now!"

Karen continued: "I don't know how Mr. Pavaro managed this place before, but since I'm here, everything must be based on my ideas and my requirements.

The next time I see the two of you sitting here doing nothing, I hope that there is really nothing to do. If I find out that there are still things that have not been done well, then I will question you two. Faithful to the God of Order. "

These words sent chills down the backs of Dingcomb and Pique.

They may not care about performance, but they will never care about their own lives. In the religion of God, doubting your belief in God is a very serious consequence.

"Do something."

"yes!"

"clear!"

The two slackers got to work right away.

Karen walked into the backyard. In the studio, she saw Mrs. Lake, who was sitting on a chair inside and packing her makeup box.

When she saw Karen walking in, she froze for a moment, then stood up immediately and asked:

"What happened to my husband?"

After asking, she suddenly realized that her husband was dead.

But she immediately became nervous again, did something happen to him?

"I want a glass of ice water, bring it to my study."

After leaving these words, Karen walked into the study.

The study room had a new layout, with a floor lamp added, the wardrobe was removed and replaced with a bookshelf, and the blankets on the floor were replaced with new ones.

Karen walked to the desk and sat down, picked up Mr. Pavaro's work notes, and continued to read.

After a while, Mrs. Lake pushed open the door and walked in with a tray. First, she put ice water in front of Karen, and then another large sandwich with sauce!

Karen, who is not a "husband", finally smiled directly:

"Actually, I don't really like this sauce."

"Sorry, I'll change to something else next time."

"Well, just prepare some biscuits next time, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"Okay, I remember."

Karen picked up the water glass and took a sip.

"You... are you really... really you?"

That sounds like a tongue twister.

"it's me."

"Unbelievable, my husband's friend, it would be you..."

"There are some things that I'm not in a position to explain for the time being, but didn't we agree a few days ago?"

"Yes, yes, I understand that everything here is up to you."

"Um."

Mrs. Lake came out of the study.

Karen lit a cigarette, still put it upside down on the ashtray, and then continued to read his work notes.

Looking at it, I forgot the time again.

After turning to the last page of the book at hand, Karen reached out and pressed his neck.

Leaning back on the chair, looking at the study, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, he picked up a pen, opened an unused notebook, and wrote on it:

"One, learning [Sea God's Armor] and [Dark Moon Blade].

Second, understand the significance of the judge's trial and get advanced.

Three, kill Vicolai. "

My immediate goals are these three.

The first one is still being produced, and Alfred is going to buy a scroll, so there is no rush before the spell scroll is ready;

Second, don't rush;

The third one, when the first two are not completed, it is useless to rush.

so,

Now I can finally take a break.

Karen closed her eyes and began to rest with peace of mind.

Just then, there was a knock on the door;

"Enter."

Mrs. Lake pushed open the door and stood at the door and asked:

"There is a call, there is business, Pique and the others begged me to ask you, will you go?"

"go."

Karen didn't hesitate, and directly agreed;

Because in his opinion, nothing is a better way to relax than driving a hearse to do business.

When Karen walked to the shop, he found that the shop had changed. The floor and walls had been carefully wiped down, and most of the greasy feeling he had felt when he came here a few days ago had disappeared.

At this time, Dingcombe and Peake had already prepared the stretcher, and the hearse also drove out.

Seeing Karen approaching, Dingcomb immediately got out of the driver's seat. Karen got into the car and asked:

"Where are you going to pick up the guests?"

"My lord, it's Hongshu Apartment."

Karen remembers the location of Hongshu Apartment. It is not very far from the Allen Apartment where he lives. Alfred used to pass by there every day on the way to the clinic to work. It is an old-fashioned apartment.

"From now on, you can just call me the boss, and you don't need to call me your lord."

"Yes, my lord." Peake.

"Yes, boss." Dincomb said.

Karen was driving, and Peake and Dincombe were sitting in the back. It could be seen that both of them were very tired. Karen had read the book for half a day before, and the two of them had been cleaning without rest, but their faces The face is flushed red, which means that there is still a kind of excitement in the spirit.

"Who's calling?" Karen asked.

"A man, he said his wife died and asked us to collect the body."

"Did you tell him to ask for a death certificate from the hospital?"

"Yes, he said yes."

"good."

There was a security booth at the gate of the old apartment complex, but there were two gray-haired old men sitting inside. Facing them, Karen didn't dare to honk the horn, for fear that if the horn sounded, they would be sent away together.

Peake and Dingcombe got out of the car first, opened the gate, and Karen entered in the hearse, stopping in front of Building C.

Pique and Dingcombe ran over, and Dingcombe said, "Boss, it's 702 on the seventh floor."

Going up to the seventh floor was quite tiring, especially when Pique and Dingcomb were still carrying a stretcher. When they got upstairs, they were already panting.

Karen stood in front of the door of House 702. He wanted to ring the doorbell, but found that the doorbell had fallen off a long time ago, leaving only a rust spot on the door, so he could only choose to knock.

"Duo..."

The door wasn't locked, and when it was knocked, it opened immediately.

"Hi, we're Pavaro Funeral Society."

When yelling this, Karen felt a little uncomfortable, and the name of the Funeral Society should be changed.

"Hello, is there anyone? We are from the funeral service?"

Karen stood at the door and yelled inside for a while, but there was still no response. At the same time, Karen seemed to smell a faint smell of blood, but he was not sure.

"Boss, why don't you go in and have a look?" Dingcomb suggested.

Karen nodded and moved away from the door. Dincomb and Pique walked in first, and then Karen walked in.

The furniture inside is also very old, but it is cleaned very cleanly. It has a layout of two bedrooms and one living room. There is no one in the living room, but there are fruits on the table;

There was no one in the kitchen, and the pots and pans were neatly arranged.

"Hello?"

Karen tried shouting again.

Dincombe opened a bedroom door, which was empty;

Peake also opened another bedroom door, which was also empty and empty.

There was only one bathroom left, not far behind Karen, but Karen didn't turn around to check.

At this time, Pique whispered: "I want to make it easier, but I can't help it."

Karen looked at Dingcom. Dingcomb seemed to know what Karen was going to ask, and immediately said: "I asked him to repeat the location twice, and I repeated the location to him again to confirm that it is this address."

"You go." Karen waved to Pique.

"Thank you boss." Pique immediately ran to the bathroom.

When a guy is truly in awe of you, even allowing him to pee is something to be thankful for.

"The family member is a man?" Karen continued to ask Dingcombe, but his eyes kept on looking at Pique who was going to the bathroom.

"Yes, boss, the husband of the 'guest'."

"Ah!!!"

Peake, who walked into the bathroom, let out a scream~lightnovelpub.net~ Karen followed Dingcomb to the bathroom quickly while chanting a spell in his heart.

Pique's scream was still going on, but the tone was only weakened but not changed, which proved that he was only being frightened and not being attacked.

After Karen entered the bathroom, what he saw was Pique who had collapsed on the ground and hadn't even zipped it up;

And, behind the bathtub curtain, a woman nailed to the wall with a silver nail.

There were two fangs protruding from the corners of the woman's mouth, her ten fingernails were too long and black, and her expression was extremely ferocious when she died.

"Bloodthirsty Strange Demon!"

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I caught a cold, and my continuous tears affected the status of the code word. I will try to adjust my status tomorrow.

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