13 Mink Street

　　 "Hello, here it is, 45 rupee."

"Uh-huh?"

　　 "45 rupee."

"OK."

　　 Karen is naturally impossible to carry his small vault with him, but usually he still holds a few hundred rupee in his pocket.

　　 handed over a piece of RMB 50 denominations,

　　 The driver accepted, and smiled:

　　 "Thank you for your generosity."

"Um?"

　　 Karen can only nod his head, accepting the fact that "5 Lu coins" has become a tip and cannot be retrieved.

　　 got out of the car,

　　 The taxi drove away.

　　 This taxi fare is really expensive.

　　50 RUB is enough for the daily living expenses of a family of four, and it is the kind of at least basic combination of breakfast, lunch and dinner;

　　 It’s not too far from the Crown Ballroom to Mingke Street.

　　 At this moment, Karen recovered the feeling that when he went to college to take a taxi, he stared at the red numbers on the meter and jumped from the starting price step by step.

　　 The hearse of Inmelais's house did not stop on the side of the road at the door, proving that Uncle and the others have not returned.

"Ugh…"

　　 Looking at the building called "home" in front of him, Karen felt a lot more complicated.

　　 "Police station, report, accident, not a monster..."

　　 The key words in the words of the woman in the gray dress kept echoing in Karen's mind.

　　 Two people came to the ballroom where the accident happened. They can be notified by the police, which means that they have some kind of official status, and finally, they are involved in the "different demons".

　　 This world looks normal;

　　 At least, from newspapers and books, normal conclusions can be drawn.

　　 But in fact, this is not the case.

People have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Before the taxi stops, Karen wants to leave this home and live a normal life. Of course, this life has to be gradually changed by her own efforts. Get "rich" and "easy."

　　 But now, he suddenly realized that under the surface of this seemingly normal world, there is indeed an undercurrent.

　　 The grandfather at home has been weighing whether to kill himself or not, but so far, the actual actions his grandfather has done are nothing more than to "trap" himself. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to escape from "Luojia City", he will not touch the taboo.

　　 But outside, it looks like a "witch hunt" world.

　　 "How could you not be a strange monster! How could you not be a strange monster!"

　　 The howling of Mr. Hoffen on the hospital bed is still in his ears.

　　 Left hand, clenched again;

　　 Although Karen didn't know the detailed concept of "Alien Demon", his identity of "borrowing a corpse to resurrect his soul" knocked out the confidence in his bones from the very beginning.

　　 Because he clearly knows that he is not the original product.

so,

Outside,

　　 Is it still worth going out?

　　Compared with the dangerous unknown outside,

　　 looks like a grandpa, and suddenly becomes...a lot more kind.

　　 When I should kill myself most, it was just a few days after I woke up.

　　 In those few days, Grandpa didn’t kill himself. He seemed to be hesitating and weighing. But with the passage of time, people will reconcile with themselves, and at the same time they will gradually “adapt” and “habitually”;

　　 After all, Karen didn’t look like an ignorant bear kid, who slept around at home every day or watched with a sullen face, as if everyone owed him ten thousand dollars, but was sensible, obedient, and well-behaved.

　　 Grandpa’s "anger" and "killing intent" will inevitably gradually decrease with the passage of time. In fact, the more I live in this home, the safer he will be.

　　At this time,

　　 Karen saw the figure of Diss coming from the west, wearing a priest's clothes.

　　 Karen just looked at him like that, looking at him, keeping his eyes on.

　　 Until Diss's face also showed some doubts, he stopped in front of Karen.

　　 "Grandpa, you are back."

"Um."

　　 Karen opened the door and walked into the house with Grandpa.

　　 "Father, you are back."

"Um."

Aunt Mary then looked at Karen again and said: "Your uncle called back from the hospital to let me pay attention to whether you are back. He said that the hearses of other funeral clubs also arrived at the time. In order to prevent the order from being intercepted, he I didn't wait for you to drive to the hospital first.

　　 When he comes back, I will scold him well. There was an accident in that street and people died. It must be messy. How could he leave you there alone? "

　　On weekdays, Aunt Mary treats Karen with a knife-mouthed tofu heart;

　　 When in front of grandpa, even his mouth will turn into tofu.

　　 "Auntie, I'm an adult, how can an adult not even know how to get home? No matter where I am, I can come home in the same way."

　　 Diss went to the sofa and sat down, and asked, "What happened?"

　　 Aunt Mary patted Karen on the shoulder, and then went to the kitchen on the second floor to prepare refreshments.

　　 Karen sat down on the sofa opposite Diss and told grandpa about the Crown Ballroom;

　　 When talking about the discovery of a corpse hidden under the stage,

　　 Aunt Mary, who had just placed the refreshments, couldn't help covering her mouth to prevent exclaiming.

　　 It’s not that Aunt Mary deliberately wanted to show her feminine side in front of her father-in-law.

Yes,

　　 She has grown into an excellent makeup artist, but this does not mean that she has become bolder all at once.

　　 She is not afraid of those corpses because she has treated them as another kind of "customers" of her own. After getting acquainted with them, she doesn't have the kind of fear of the corpses; it's like a snake breeder would not be afraid of snakes.

　　 But this kind of perverted serial killer, who can be sure that the other party won't shoot him, he can't guarantee that one day he will become a "guest" of the family.

　　 After Karen described the details of the corpse, he explained the content and analysis of the "communication analysis" between himself and Sheriff Duke.

　　 Originally, this content would be kept by him. After all, he wanted to develop some relationships and connections secretly, but after meeting the couple of men and women who got in and out of the taxi, Karen changed his mind.

grandfather,

　　 look,

　　 Your grandson can not only cook, he can do psychological counseling, but he can also help the police solve crimes.

　　 "God, Karen, these are all you came up with?" Aunt Mary exclaimed from the side, with an unclear expression on her face, "How did you do it?"

　　 "Simply put, just substitute it." Karen tried to simplify complicated things as much as possible, not only explaining to her aunt, but also explaining to grandpa together;

after all,

　　 Diss can’t ask like her aunt: Oh my god, how did you do it, my grandson?

　　 "Put yourself into the perspective of the murderer, and according to the clues and details left by the murderer, to deduce what the murderer did... psychological reasons."

　　 Diss drank lipstick tea,

　　 lightly said:

　　 "Can you easily take on the role of a murderer?"

　　 "..." Karen.

　　 This remark is easy to align with "people are gathered together in groups".

　　 Karen immediately explained:

　　 "Grandpa, aunt, in fact, it is like this. Generally speaking, the more he feels that he is the murderer of the artist, the better his mind is, the easier it is to substitute.

　　Some people think they are special:

　　 For example, I like loneliness and don't like socializing.

　　 But more than 90% of people don't like to socialize, and most of the remaining people who have a good deal, if they have a choice, also like to be alone.

　　 For example, sentimentality, full of melancholy, easy to resonate with people and things, there is always a desire to talk in my heart, I want to record and stay.

　　 But most people in their thirties who have achieved nothing, regardless of whether they are men or women, mistakenly think that they are a born writer.

　　 The more high-profile people are, the more special they are, and the more people they think they should be high-profile and special, the more ordinary they are.

　　 Therefore, their thinking is easy to substitute.

　　 When they broke through the cage of human nature and started killing people to gain happiness, they had transformed from humans to beasts. How many beasts are really smart? "

　　 Karen explained a lot in one breath, and after speaking, took a big sip of tea.

　　 Diss heard this, thoughtfully, and said: "Very novel theory."

　　 "So, in the movies and novels I used to watch, the bad guys in them all lied to me?" Aunt Mary asked.

　　 "There are special cases for everything, aunt, but in order to highlight the drama and conflict, literary works will generally describe bad people like that." Karen picked up the teapot, half stood up, and added tea to his grandfather first, and continued:

　　 "True wise men will know how to refrain from killing."

　　 Aunt Mary patted her chest and said, "Yes, yes, it must be the smartest of the good people."

　　 The phone at home rang, Aunt Mary walked over and answered the phone:

　　 "Okay, okay, I got it, I got it, um."

　　 hung up the phone,

　　 Aunt Mary has a smile on her face,

　　 But seeing her father-in-law sitting there, she began to try her best to control her smile, but this joy from the heart was hard to control completely, causing Aunt Mary's expression to be a little stiff.

　　"Father, Mason just called from the hospital again. The injured person who was sent to the rescue died without rescue. His family members have agreed to let us undertake the funeral.

　　 Mason, they will bring the body back in the evening. "

　　 "So late?" Diss asked.

　　"Because he was still waiting for another family member of the deceased to come over, one of his heads had been cut off. When the hospital contacted his wife, his wife still firmly believed that her husband was on business in Wien at this time.

　　 Mason wanted to wait for her in the hospital, and by the way, he also finalized the order. "

　　 When a person has just passed away, in fact, the brains of the relatives around them are generally a little "numb", as if they suddenly become "puppets" and lose their ability to think;

　　 Furthermore, there is also a mental inertia that allows the deceased to complete a decent funeral earlier so that they can settle down in peace, so basically at this time, which funeral club can get in touch first, it is very likely to be able to take this order.

　　 Diss nodded, and said: "Okay, you get ready."

　　 "Okay, father."

　　 Aunt Mary went to the basement and started preparing to welcome the guests.

　　 Seeing that Diss was still sitting on the sofa, Karen hesitated for a moment, but did not dare to leave.

　　 "Aren't you afraid?" Diss asked, "Seeing that scene."

　　 "I'm not very scared." Karen replied, "I'm getting used to it these days."

　　 "You seem to have something to say?"

　　 "No, grandpa, what can I say to you."

"Oh."

　　 Diss stood up,

　　 "I'm back to the study."

　　 "Okay, grandpa."

　　 Karen stood up and watched Diss disappeared on the stairs before sitting back on the sofa.

　　Actually, he really wanted to ask Diss about the alien monster, so he also asked about the man and woman in that taxi.

　　 can think about it again, and think it’s not the time;

　　 Some window papers, even if they are thin and almost translucent, still have an extremely important role.

　　 Karen was worried that after asking straightforwardly,

　　 Grandpa patiently explained to himself the concept of "alien demon",

　　 introduce myself carefully to the other side of this world that is not known to ordinary people,

　　 Then help myself analyze which organization the man and woman belong to, what responsibilities they bear, and what rights they have;

　　 and after the explanation is over,

　　 Grandpa sighed and stood up:

　　 "Since the words have already been said, I will not deceive myself and others anymore, strange demon, and die."

Karen is professional in terms of people's minds. He doesn't want to personally dismantle the barrier that Diss is going to kill himself for his own curiosity. This is far more dangerous than the last time he went to the basement to talk to Mr. Mosang by himself. Too much

　　 The difference between death and death, Karen still can tell.

"Meow…"

　　 Karen lowered his head and found that Pu'er didn't know when he was crawling on the sofa.

　　 In the past few days, Pu'er looks weak, as if he is sick.

　　 Karen reached out and hugged Pu'er.

　　 Pu'er did not resist, nor did he have the arrogant posture he used to be. Instead, he had a sense of decadence that he had to accept.

　　 In Karen’s impression, the cat’s expression has always been rich.

　　 "Woo..."

　　 At the corner of the living room door, the big golden retriever put his chin on the floor tile, showing an enviable look.

　　Mr. Hoffen has not been discharged from the hospital. He still lives in Inmelais's house, but the adults and children in the family seem to be not very enthusiastic about pets. They are not annoying, but they don't bother to mess with them.

　　 is Karen, and I will take some time every day to take it around.

　　 Karen beckoned to the big golden retriever, and the big golden retriever immediately stood up and happily approached him with his tongue out, and took the initiative to place his head under Karen's palm.

　　 The cat was lying on his knees, the dog was leaning on the side, the coffee table in front of him was scented with black tea, and it was in his own large villa.

　　 Karen suddenly felt that such a day seemed to be good.

　　 Although I have no ability to change the reality of objective existence, reality is kind, at least allowing myself to choose a comfortable sleeping position.

ability…

　　 Karen suddenly sat up,

　　 Pu'er, who was originally lying on Karen’s knee, raised his head in confusion.

　　 The golden retriever, who had lost the treatment of being rubbed with a dog's head, also leaned forward, put his head under the palm again, and pushed it up.

　　 Jeff’s dream,

　　 Mr. Mossan’s cry,

　　Does he have the ability to make the victim below the stage react?

　　 If he can say something, can the murderer be directly identified?

　　 There has always been an evaluation of the forensic industry in society, that is, they can make the victim "speak".

　　 And if the victim can really speak in a practical sense,

　　 That is definitely the nightmare of all murderers in this world!

But…

　　 Karen looked at the palm of his left hand again. He had forgotten that this was the first few times he had deliberately visited this scar today.

　　 Not to mention this "ability", I haven't figured it out yet, even if I really have and mastered this ability, can I use this ability to help the police solve crimes and catch the murderer?

　　 "Police, report, accident, not a monster..."

　　 Are you crazy, huh.

　　 "Karen."

　　 "Auntie?"

　　 Aunt Mary came up from the basement again, holding a box in her hand, and handing it to Karen, her eyes kept on the stairs.

"This is?"

　　 Karen took the box, opened it, and found that it was a watch with the brand "Monroe". This is not a luxury, but the price is not low. The price of this piece is around two thousand rupees.

　　 White-collar workers working in office buildings like to wear this watch.

　　 "Thank you auntie."

　　 Karen thought it was her aunt who bought a watch and gave it to herself, but she shook her head directly and said: "I didn't give it to you, it was Mrs. Hugh who asked someone to give it to you."

　　Mrs. Seuss?

　　 The wife of the cremation club.

　　 Aunt Mary lowered her voice again and said, "Although I have a good relationship with Mrs. Seuss..."

　　 This Karen had noticed that day. Mrs. Hughes teased that Uncle Mason had fallen over the windowsill of other women. This was actually a warning to her husband for her best friend.

　　 "But I still have to remind you, Mrs. Seuss, she has some...some fraternity, you still don't want to interact with her too much, you know?"

　　 Aunt Mary, like Uncle Mason, was worried that the young and energetic Karen would be caught by Mrs. Seuss’ fingers.

　　 Maybe this is for Mrs. Hughes, UU reading www.uukānshu.com is a fun to pass boredom and resolve loneliness, but for boys, it is the price of innocence being played with.

　　 After all, Karen is fifteen years old, so he can wear iron plates;

　　 How many boys can resist the temptation of young women at this age?

　　 Aunt Mary, this is for her nephew, and she doesn't hesitate to speak ill of her girlfriend.

　　Because Karen came back with Diss earlier, Aunt Mary did not dare to take out the watch in front of Diss.

　　 "I know, auntie."

　　 That Mrs. Seus was fishing for herself.

　　 "Then ask my aunt to ask someone to return this watch to me, right?"

　　 "You don't need to return the watch, just accept it. Just be clear in your heart. I will be responsible for returning the gift, and it will be a gift between our sisters; but you still have to call and say thank you and be polite."

　　 "Okay, auntie."

　　 "There are numbers in the directory."

"understood."

　　 Karen picked up the phone and turned on the directory next to the phone at the same time;

　　 Because of business contacts, the number of the Seuss Cremation Club is in the forefront and it is easy to find.

　　 the phone dialed,

　　 waited for a long time, no one answered.

　　 Maybe you are busy?

　　 Karen hung up and dialed the number again;

　　 "click..."

　　 This time, I was answered quickly.

　　 Karen deliberately asked in a solemn voice, "Hey, hello, is it the Seuss Cremation Club?"

　　 There is a sound on the other end of the phone, but no one speaks.

　　 Karen asked again: "Hello, how are you?"

　　 "You interrupted my artistic creation..."