13 Mink Street

　　 Diss stood behind Karen, looking at his grandson.

　　 When everyone else was frightened to the ground by this scene,

　　 is present,

　　 Only their grandfather and grandson showed peace.

　　 "Do you see anything?"

　　 Karen turned her head, glanced at Diss, and shook her head.

　　 "I don't see anything?"

　　 Karen shook his head again and said:

　　 "It's disappointment."

"disappointment?"

"Yes."

　　 Although he had deliberately stimulated the other party on the phone earlier, Karen still had a little expectation in his heart.

　　 It is indeed inappropriate to use "expectation" and "disappointment" to describe the scene in front of him. In fact, when Karen put down the phone and brought her grandpa to come, he was also worried that Mrs. Seuss had an accident;

However, the human spirit is inherently complicated. You can worry that you can be anxious and feel grief over the death of old Darcy, but at the same time, you can separate another layer to measure and consider the "work" in front of you from another perspective. , Is not a contradiction.

　　 And in front of Grandpa, Karen doesn't have to hide too much.

　　 "Where is the disappointment?"

　　 "monotonous, cliché, and nothing new."

　　 "Does this count?"

　　 Diss looked forward again at "Old Blocky Darcy".

　　 "That's it." Karen shrugged, "After all, the layout in the Crown Ballroom is more like the environment that made the murderer's work. This time, it's his true level."

　　 "Are you really here to appreciate it?" Diss asked.

　　 "No, there should be other interesting things." Karen began to look around, "I remember talking on the phone with the murderer, he was worrying about the last piece."

"so what?"

　　 "From the perspective of investigating the case, after the murderer hangs up, he should force the last link to be put together."

　　 "So, are you looking for that?"

"Yes."

　　 "I will help you find it together."

　　 "Thank you, grandpa."

　　 Karen first walked in front of Mrs. Seuss and reached out to help her up.

　　Mrs. Seuss is very white. When I saw her for the first time, I thought she was white, but when I met her up close, I found that she was really white;

　　 is a bit white, superficial, static, boring, and boring;

　　 and a little white, it has connotation, is dynamic, is sensual, and can be loved too.

　　 Both Uncle Mason and Aunt Mary once persuaded themselves to be "careful" to Mrs. Seuss. As people who came by, they both knew what Mrs. Seuss meant.

　　 "Old Darcy..."

　　Mrs. Seuss cried with pears and rain.

　　 "Madam, you should call the police now."

　　 "Oh... OK." Mrs. Hughes, who is a strong woman, wiped away tears and walked to the phone.

　　 As for the three people still lying on the ground, Karen didn't help them, but started searching in the incinerator on his own, and Diss was also walking around.

The area of ​​the 　　 incineration chamber is not very large, but after all, three incinerators have to be put down, and it is impossible to be too cramped.

　　 Karen first noticed the incinerator that was still hot, leaned over and took a look, but found nothing unusual.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Karen came to an incinerator next to him.

"Um?"

　　 Karen was slightly confused, stretched out his hand to lift the wrench next to it, opened it, and then applied force to pull it out.

　　 On the shelf, there was a person lying face down.

　　 This person is wearing the work clothes of the Seuss Cremation Club.

"what!"

　　Mrs. Seuss called out from behind Karen, and Karen also shivered.

　　 "Here, there is...there is one!" Mrs. Seuss panicked.

　　 "No, it's that." Karen bent over, picked up the pliers, and then pulled the hand of the corpse on the shelf.

　　 hand, was pulled out of the cuff;

　　 Immediately, Karen pulled the head of the corpse again, and the head was also pulled out from the neck of the clothes.

　　The head that was pulled out was only half of it, only the back of the head, not the front part.

　　 That hand is the same, only half, but without bones, only the skin is left, it looks a bit like "boneless chicken feet with pickled peppers" after treatment.

　　 Karen turned around, came to the table where the urn was placed, and turned the foot inside the urn with pliers.

The "foot" before 　　 is to "stand" on the side;

　　 After turning over, he found that the foot had been cut in half, and only half was left here.

　　 stood on tiptoe again, and used tongs to pull the head of old Darcy in the uppermost urn. Turning his head, there was only half of his head, and the back of his head was empty, as if he had cut a watermelon in a crosscut.

so,

　　 On the shelf of the incinerator, half of the old Darcy lay there, and only half of the assembled old Darcy was piled up on the countertop.

　　 Murderer, divided old Darcy into "two halves".

"There are also things here." Diss pushed a two-wheeled cart over. Originally it was used to transport ashes and other sundries, but at this time, it contained hammers, nails, **** of thread, rope, and a few bottles. Cans

　　 "This bottle contains..." Karen curiously pulled it with tongs, but there was no label on the bottle.

　　 "It's super glue," Diss said.

　　 "Glue..."

　　 Karen took a few steps back, and silently returned to the phone.

　　 Diss came over, stood beside Karen, and asked, "There is a half-faced body on the shelf of the incinerator, and the urn is also here. So, what does the murderer want to do?"

　　 Karen pursed her lips, and said to Diss:

　　 "Old Darcy is burning old Darcy."

"Is this what you mean?"

"The murderer likes to express his artistic mood with irony. Half of the old Darcy is lying face down on the shelf, and the other half of the old Darcy is standing next to him with a small hammer and gloves, ready to push him into the incinerator. .

　　Or, the half of the old Darcy was incinerated, and the other half of the old Darcy was about to smash his own bones and put them in the ashes.

　　 Choose an angle, and when looking at the past, things that are divided into two can be seen as two complete people. "

　　 "Like a wax figure," Diss said.

　　The wax man in the Wax Museum will be designed to do something, such as a farmer plowing the land and a soldier charging.

　　 "Yes, grandpa, your analogy is correct. I believe that feeling is exactly what the murderer wants to show."

　　 "But, if that's what the murderer wants to show, why is it now like this? Is it because of your phone call that he is too late?"

　　 "I feel even more that he found his ability to do such a delicate work. Separating the corpse, then stitching and fixing it, not only requires a lot of work, but also requires a high level of'tailoring'.

　　 Therefore, I can only retreat to the next best thing, and it has become what it is now. "

　　 No wonder that when I was talking to the murderer, the murderer’s emotions "exploded" with a few slight strokes, because the murderer was in a decadent state where his creative ability could not keep up with his thinking.

　　 "However, grandpa, there is one thing I am puzzled about. In the Crown Ballroom, the murderer used "Song of the Soul" to mock Berryism. It stands to reason that this time, he should also be on the religious side.

　　 Criticizing authority, ridiculing religion, everyone is drunk and I am alone, which are commonly used factors that can make an artist's spirit high. "

　　 "This is actually it." Diss said, "In the doctrine of the Church of the Abyss, there is a record of the God of the Abyss. According to legend, he divided himself into two halves;

　　 half, fall forever to hell;

　　 The other half turned into crystal powder and ascended to heaven.

Then,

　　 He in **** and him in heaven, through their own media, forcibly open up a space, which belongs to heaven and connects with hell, but exists independently, and is called...the abyss.

　　 His followers also like to call him the master of the abyss. "

　　 "Lord of the Abyss?" Karen looked at Diss, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

　　"The birthplace of this church is very remote, and the sacrifices and doctrines of this church are too extreme, and many governments have announced that it has been banned from preaching in the country.

　　 Not to mention that in Luojia City, even in Ruilan as a whole, there is no organization of the Abyssal Sect. At least, there is no one on the bright side. "

　　...

　　 The police are here.

　　 Leading the team is again Sheriff Duke.

　　 Because when he received the report, the sixth sense of an old detective made him feel that this seems to be the murderer's new work.

the entire afternoon,

　　 "New works of art" almost constantly beating Duke's head,

　　 There is also the calm expression of the young man surnamed Immelais when he said this.

　　 If it wasn't for a lot of things right now, if it weren't for the Immeles family, especially the old man who has connections in Luojia, Sheriff Duke really wanted to find a way to detain the young man and take care of him.

Then,

　　 When Sergeant Duke led people into the Seuss Crematorium and saw Karen who was already standing there, he immediately clenched his fists and shouted in disbelief:

　　 "Damn, did you sign a cooperation agreement with the **** of death, every time you can come so fast!"

　　 "Hello, Sergeant Duke." Diss said.

　　 "Huh, huh?" Sheriff Duke took the initiative to shake hands with Diss, "Hello, Father Diss."

　　 The police started working,

　　 And Karen, because he had a direct conversation with the murderer, was asked to make a detailed transcript.

　　 Sheriff Duke was present throughout;

　　 "...I know, that's all."

"So this time, did you switch from the Berry Cult to the Abyssal God Cult?" Sheriff Duke licked his pipe and patted his forehead. "What I am worried about now is whether he will continue to kill in the future. "

　　 Karen replied calmly: "That is inevitable, and it will be very fast."

"soon?"

　　"Because of his work, it failed.

　　The murderer is a person who has a high self-esteem but is actually very average. This kind of person will not stop to review himself, but will eagerly want to prove himself again and again. "

　　 In the previous statement, Karen obscured the content of his “ridicule” on the murderer on the phone.

　　 "By the way, sheriff, has the identity of the first victim been found out?"

　　 Sheriff Duke shook his head and said:

　　 "It's a bit of an eyebrow, but I'm waiting for the police station in the next city to help confirm that the deceased should not be from the city.

　　 In addition, there is one more thing. You said that the murderer and the victim should be very close, so that there is a sense of substitution. "

　　 "Yes, so I suggest that you can start a survey from Darcy's social network."

　　 Sheriff Duke narrowed his eyes, leaned forward slightly, looked at Karen, and asked:

　　 "In this way, when the identity of the first deceased person is found out, the social networks of the two people can be circled together, and the overlap point can be used to delineate the scope of the murderer?"

　　 "In theory, it should be."

　　 "Will the murderer be so stupid?" Sheriff Duke was a little afraid to say anything.

　　 Karen shrugged.

road:

　　 "He is really stupid."

　　...

　　 "Thank you, Mrs. Seuss."

　　 Karen thanked Mrs. Seuss.

　　 Because she drove herself and her grandfather back to Mingke Street.

　　 "I'm sorry to trouble you."

　　 "You are polite." Diss responded.

Mrs. Seuss took a deep breath and said, "Old Darcy is my old employee. I didn't expect him to encounter this kind of thing. Father Diss, the funeral of Old Darcy, please, I will All responsible."

"good."

　　Mrs. Seuss smiled forcefully, and said: "Just to work hard for Mary, I only have one request. I hope that on the day of the funeral, old Darcy can be complete... it just looks complete."

"good."

　　 "Thank you. One more thing, I hope you can think about it."

"Say."

"The cremation club, I want to sell it. Actually, I was already very tired. Over the years, thanks to the support of the old staff around me, especially the old Darcy, he is no longer there. I am alone. Can't operate anymore.

　　 I hope you can consider purchasing the Hughes Cremation Club. In terms of price, everything is easy to talk about. As long as you put forward the price, I will not refuse. "

　　 This is a character who absolutely believes in Grandpa.

　　 In addition, although old Darcy died in the cremation house, what is the place of the cremation house...A place that burns people to death every day cares if it becomes a "murder house"?

　　 "I will talk to Mason."

　　 "Okay, thank you again, and... your grandson."

　　Mrs. Xius bowed to Diss first,

　　 Then stretched out his arms and hugged Karen.

　　 Immediately, Karen felt a sense of fulfillment, as if she was sinking into a mass of cream, but didn't feel tired at all.

　　 is like an old farmer, lying on the barn at home, spiritually satisfied.

　　Mrs. Seuss got back in the car, started the car and left.

　　 Karen followed Diss into the living room on the first floor of the house. Aunt Winnie was sitting on the sofa and facing the ledger.

　　 "Father, you are back."

"Um."

　　 "Where's uncle, hasn't uncle come back yet?" Karen asked.

　　 was at the door earlier, and he didn't see the hearse at home.

　　 "Mason and the others came back in the evening, bringing back two'guests' and a family member."

　　 "Guests" refer specifically to the corpses at the Immelais house, and the relatives of the deceased who paid are called the family members of the guests.

　　In other words,

Uncle 　　 successfully received the two orders.

　　 One was sitting on the deck with his head half cut off, and the other was seriously injured and died.

　　 "Where is the uncle now?"

　　 "I went shopping and took the guest's wife." When she said this, Aunt Winnie pointed to her head, which meant the wife of the deceased whose head was separated.

　　 Karen remembers that Aunt Mary said in the afternoon that when the wife received the notice, she insisted that her husband was on a business trip in Wayne at this time and could not die in the dance hall on Hill Street!

　　 It seems that the wife has accepted the facts.

Do not,

　　 Not only did she accept the facts, but she also received severe mental stimulation.

　　 her husband died during the day,

　　 I took a hearse to go shopping spree at night.

　　 sounds a little crazy... but Karen can understand.

　　 However, Karen still asked curiously:

　　 "How can Aunt Mary agree?"

　　 Let uncle go shopping with a woman who has just died her husband at night?

　　 "Because Mrs. Seamore ordered set B!"

　　 Aunt Mary’s voice came from the stairs, and she herself walked out of the basement, well, she looked very energetic.

Karen has seen the "menu" at home. Set A is for the real rich. You may not encounter a single one in a year. The coffin used for that set meal is the "golden coffin" and "light" that Karen saw before. Wind coffin".

　　 The B package is the one with the highest price among the family’s real main business.

　　 belongs to a normal customer, spends a lot of money to do the funeral;

　　 This also means that the profit will be huge.

　　 "Course B, Karen, don't say let your uncle go shopping with her, I won't mind even lending her two nights."

　　 Karen made a head turn to Aunt Mary,

　　 Aunt Mary looked over and found that Grandpa sitting on the sofa was so scared that she covered her mouth immediately.

　　 Diss just shook his head slightly and said, "Old Darcy is dead."

　　 "Who is old Darcy?" Aunt Mary was a little confused, and then said, "Oh, the old Fenchang from the Seuss Crematorium, poor old Darcy, may God accept his soul."

　　 After finishing speaking, Aunt Mary also prayed, obviously to make up for the absurdity in her previous words.

　　 Diss went straight upstairs.

　　 Karen said: "Mrs. Hugh wants to entrust the funeral of old Darcy to us."

　　 Aunt Mary heard this and was not excited about receiving another order. Instead, she rolled her eyes: "I don't like doing business with acquaintances. There is no profit margins at all. Sometimes I have to do it at a loss."

　　 Karen couldn't help smiling in his heart: This is a real girlfriend.

　　 hesitated, seeing that Grandpa had not directly told Aunt Mary before that Mrs. Seuss planned to sell the cremation club, Karen did not tell his aunt that Old Darcy has now become a lot of pieces;

"Oh, by the way, Karen, when you and grandpa went out in the afternoon, a husband came to visit you. He left after knowing that you were not at home, but left you a letter saying that You can go to his house for coffee if you have time."

　　 Karen took the letter. The title is "Piage", the psychologist who took his wife to the Hughes Crematorium for cremation last time.

　　The content of the letter is very simple, to the effect that unfortunately, I have not seen my visit today. At the same time, he invited Karen to be a guest at his home, leaving his phone number and address:

　　 45 Rhine Street.

　　 If it is said that Ke Street belongs to the second ring road, then Rhine Street belongs to the center of the first ring road, and the city government building is also on that street.

　　 "Okay, auntie, I see, I want to go up and take a shower first."

　　 "Well, you can rest early."

　　 But just then, there was the sound of a car outside, and it was Uncle Mason returning with Mrs. Seamore.

　　Mrs. Seamore is about thirty years old, and she is very plain in dress.

　　Uncle Mason, who was following her, carried a lot of bags and bought a lot of shoes, clothes and bags.

　　 "Mason, why didn't you send Mrs. Seamore home?" Aunt Mary asked.

　　 After shopping, shouldn’t people be sent back first? How come they are brought home at so late?

　　 The handling of the remains and the handling of the funeral will begin a few days later, not tomorrow. After all, it is a minority of the few who are anxious to dispose of their father like Mr. Mosang’s children.

　　 In most funerals, enough time is reserved for posting and giving relatives and friends ready to come and participate. At the same time, the corpse needs to be embalmed first.

　　 Mrs. Seamore replied first: "I heard Mason say that your family also has psychological counseling services, and I need this service now."

　　Uncle Mason, standing behind Mrs. Seamore, raised his eyebrows at Karen, and at the same time lip-shaped Aunt Mary.

　　 Aunt Mary understood her heart and immediately said:

　　 "Yes, yes, yes, we will arrange it for you right away."

　　...

　　 Doing psychological counseling requires a closed and comfortable space.

　　 But Karen does not have his own studio, and Aunt Mary does not dare to go up now and ask Diss to vacate the office, let alone let Mrs. Seamore go to the basement;

finally,

　　 Aunt Mary gave up her and Uncle Mason’s bedroom and asked Karen to give Mrs. Seamore psychological counseling.

"Please."

"OK."

　　 Mrs. Seamore walked in and began to observe the furnishings of the bedroom, a very cozy bedroom, and then sat down next to the bed.

　　 Karen pulled the chair over and faced Mrs. Seamore who was sitting next to the bed.

　　 He knows that this lady is now in a "tempered" period, not only because of her husband's death, but also because of her betrayal.

　　 "Mrs. Seamore, can you tell me about you and Mr. Seamore first?"

　　 Karen quickly entered the working state, and for a while, he was a little dazed.

　　 As if, I changed back to the one I was in my previous life.

　　 is after this moment of trance,

　　 When Karen focused on Mrs. Seamore again, she found that Mrs. Seamore had taken off her coat and was taking off the clothes inside.

　　 "Mrs. Seamore, you are..."

　　 "Young man, you are handsome."

　　 "Thank you, but you..."

　　 "Do it once with me, now, immediately, now."

　　 "Mrs. Seamore, we are doing psychological counseling services."

　　 "I know, after you and I are done, I will give you the consultation fee."

"sorry."

　　 "I will give you double the consulting fee!"

　　 Mrs. Seamore, who took off her underwear, stepped forward and began to pull Karen to take off Karen's clothes.

　　 "Now, immediately, immediately, on this bed, do it with me, I will satisfy you, whatever posture you like, you can, if you have never done it before, I can also teach you."

　　 Karen didn’t fight fiercely,

　　 but spread his hands,

　　 Let Mrs. Seamore take off her coat,

at this time,

　　 Karen asked calmly:

　　 "Anything you can do?"

"of course."

　　 "Then let's go to the basement, I want to be in front of Mr. Seymour."

next moment,

　　 As if being poured with a basin of cold water, Mrs. Seamore's movements stopped.

　　 Karen changed a gentle tone,

　　 asked:

　　 "Is it worth it?"

　　 Mrs. Seamore slowly squatted down, wrapped her arms around herself, and began to cry:

"Why, why, for him, I gave up my career, abandoned my family, and always be his good wife and mother at home for him, why did he treat me this way, why did he treat me this way? Can do this to me!"

　　 Karen picked up Mrs. Seamore's clothes, put them on her, then sat down on the ground, did not speak, just watched her cry.

　　 It's all right if you cry out.

　　 Mrs. Seamore stretched out her hand, hugged Karen’s arm, put her face on Karen’s shoulder, choked up and asked "Why, why."

　　 And Karen knew that she didn't actually need to answer.

　　...

　　 "What price did you offer?" Aunt Mary asked in a low voice at the dining table outside.

　　 "Two thousand rupee." Uncle Mason replied.

　　 "Are you crazy, so expensive?"

　　 "The last one gave me 20,000 rupee." Uncle Mason corrected it, "I've asked, this is expensive."

　　 "You said, can Karen finish this job?"

　　 Uncle Mason pondered for a while and replied:

　　 "It should be... OK, anyway, since my nephew woke up from a serious illness last time, it really feels like a different person."

　　 "How does it feel?"

　　 "It feels like I want to call his uncle."

　　 "click."

　　 The door opened,

　　 Karen stood at the door, UU reading www.uukanshu. Mrs. Com Seamore came out.

"Thank you."

　　 "You're welcome, this is what I should do."

　　 Mrs. Seamore immediately bowed to Aunt Mary and Uncle Mason:

　　 "My husband's funeral, I beg you."

　　 "It should be, it should be."

　　 "You are welcome."

　　 "I really disturbed you today, I will go back now."

　　 "It's too late now, it's hard to get a taxi, let me see you off." Uncle Mason said.

　　 "Then, trouble you, my family lives at No. 46 Rhine Street."

　　 "Okay, no problem, not very far." Uncle Mason said.

　　 When he heard this address, Karen, who had been politely smiling to bid farewell to the customer, asked:

　　 "Mrs. Seamore, do you know Mr. Piaget?"

　　 Piaget left the address for himself at No. 45 Rhine Street. If nothing else, it should be Mrs. Seamore's neighbor.

　　 "Mr. Piaget? Yes, of course you do. He is my neighbor. He has a good relationship with me and my husband. Mr. Piaget often goes fishing with my husband.

　　His wife Linda is also very nice and she is very good at cooking. She often invites us to eat at her house. "

　　 "Oh, good." Karen noticed that Mrs. Seamore had a smile on her lips when she talked about Piaget's wife.

　　 This smile is a bit strange, and it stands to reason that one more sentence should be added at the end: It's a pity that his wife passed away last week; that's right.

　　 Next,

　　 Mrs. Seamore said again:

　　 "Linda gave me an apple pie this morning. It tasted great. I also left half of it in the refrigerator for my husband. Unfortunately, he couldn't eat it anymore."