"You see, it's this watch."

Mrs. Seymour took out a black box containing a "Mifit" gold watch.

Not long ago, Mrs. Zeus gave herself a "Monroe" watch worth 2,000 Lu coins, while Mrs. Seymour's watch was worth ten times that amount on the market, which is 20,000 Lu coins.

Last time, Piajie next door consulted him for 20,000 Lu coins, and this time Mrs. Seymour directly gave him a watch worth 20,000 Lu coins.

It can only be said that the people living on this street are really rich.

The hard-earned income of an ordinary person for a year, which is not even "net," is just a small expense for the truly wealthy.

"It's a very nice and delicate watch," Karun said.

"As long as you like it," Mrs. Seymour smiled.

"No, Madam, it's too expensive, I can't accept it."

Karun wasn't pretending to be coy, he really didn't want it.

In his past life, he gradually achieved material wealth through his own hard work as an ordinary guy. In this life, he doesn't have to worry about food and drink in the Inmores family, so he can still hold steady in terms of his view of money.

Negotiating with taxi drivers is not about being reluctant to spend money on fares, but about not liking the feeling of being taken advantage of.

Money is certainly liked, but it is not an extreme craving.

If the Inmores family were an ordinary family, with so many people living in a low-rent apartment, he would probably just accept the watch.

In the end, it's still not poor enough.

Mrs. Seymour initially thought Karun was being polite, so she persuaded him several times, but later realized that he really didn't want it.

"Okay, I heard that psychotherapists can also provide package deals, right?"

"I'm currently only providing services to guests at home, but of course, if you need it, Madam, I can provide services for you."

"Then this watch will be considered as my advance payment for your next year's consultation fee. Can that work?"

"You come to my house for a home visit once a month. Or, when you're not busy at home, I can come to your house and ask you for psychological counseling."

"Even so, this is too much."

"I think it's worth it. Do you know how much I spent on my husband's funeral?"

Karun opened his mouth.

He knew it was a B package that could excite Aunt Mary, but he couldn't directly say the price.

Because the prices on the menu at home are greatly inflated and adjusted according to the customer's reaction.

Karun knew the cost price, but he didn't know the final price the family set for Mrs. Seymour.

If he said it was too low, wouldn't Mrs. Seymour realize she had been "cheated"?

In business, there is fluctuation in profit margins, and Karun can understand that. Besides, he doesn't need to undermine his own family.

"200,000 Lu coins."Mrs. Ximor raised two fingers.

Hoo...

Karun breathed a sigh of relief. Uncle and Aunt didn't overcharge him, the price was within a reasonable range.

This price was enough for Mr. Mosang and Jeff to burn twenty times back and forth.

"So, you see, I'm even willing to spend 200,000 lu coins to give that dead ghost a funeral. What's the big deal about giving you a watch?"

Although Mrs. Ximor's emotions had calmed down, her hatred for Mr. Ximor was still there.

"I'm not afraid to be laughed at. I'm just afraid that I will be very lonely in the future."

When Mrs. Ximor said this, there was no emotion or desire in her eyes, and the statement itself did not carry any implications.

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She had become accustomed to being a virtuous wife, but her husband had dealt a heavy blow to her worldview before he died.

"I understand, Madam. I am willing to provide psychological services for you. If you need it, you can call me directly." Karun said.

"That's great. Come, let me help you put on this watch."

After putting on the watch, Mrs. Ximor stepped back a few steps and carefully looked at it, saying:

"What a handsome young man."

...

Walking out of the Ximor's house and waving goodbye to the enthusiastic Mrs. Ximor, Karun walked towards the end of the street where it was convenient to take a taxi. At the same time, he took off the watch on his wrist and put it away.

The golden retriever bounced around happily. No one in the Yimorace family wanted to take it out for a walk.

Puerh was placed on Karun's shoulder, and this cat wouldn't get excited and run around when it saw a stray cat on the road, so there was no need to worry about it getting lost.

Standing at the intersection, Karun waved and hailed a taxi.

"13 Mingke Street."

"Okay, sir."

Karun kept his eyes closed the whole time in the car.

The first thing that came to mind was the situation in Piajie's house.

Did Piajie start killing for fun after his schizophrenia?

It didn't seem like it.

Although the voice on the phone could be changed, such as changing a male voice to a female voice, or changing a female voice to a male voice, this did not require a voice changer because the metallic sound of the telephone in this era was very heavy.

But Piajie did not fit Karun's psychological profile of a psychotic killer. He may be a bit clumsy in interpersonal relationships, but a person who could actively create "personality split" for himself was definitely not "stupid."

So, does that mean the few paintings he saw in his wife's studio were just a coincidence?

It didn't seem like a real coincidence either.

Karun had a headache. He couldn't help but rub his forehead lightly.

The nausea and dizziness had not completely dissipated since he saw the third painting of the Order of the Gods trial.

"Are you carsick?" The driver observed Karun through the rearview mirror. "I can drive slower."

"No, no, it's okay. Please hurry up," Karun said.

"Okay."

The taxi stopped on the side of the street. Karun paid the fare and got out of the car.

He suddenly realized that he could go get a driver's license and buy a car.

Getting a driver's license wasn't difficult, and buying a used car wouldn't be too expensive. Most importantly, taking a taxi in Roja City was inconvenient and costly.

Karun walked into the living room and saw Aunt Mary sitting on the couch with Mrs. Xiusi, who had red eyes and was wiping her tears with a tissue. Aunt Mary was comforting her.

Mrs. Xiusi didn't come into the house last night, so she came seeking comfort from her best friend today.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure that Old Darcy is well taken care of. I'll arrange a decent funeral for him. Ah, the murderer is really despicable. Old Darcy is so pitiful," Aunt Mary said to Mrs. Xiusi.

Hearing Aunt Mary say this, Karun couldn't help but remind her, "Yes, although the murderer cruelly dismembered Old Darcy into dozens of pieces, Aunt's abilities are definitely not a problem."

"Damn Old Darcy!" Aunt Mary blurted out.

She had just found out that Old Darcy had actually become Old Darcys.

After cursing, Aunt Mary immediately changed her tone, "Damn murderer for treating Old Darcy like this."

Then, Aunt Mary couldn't help but burst into tears and wipe them with a tissue.

"What's wrong with you?" Mrs. Xiusi looked at Aunt Mary. "Shouldn't you be comforting me?"

Aunt Mary choked up and said, "I feel sorry for Old Darcy. He's really...so miserable."

Mrs. Xiusi raised her head and looked at Karun, forcing a smile. "Karun, your aunt and I are planning to go eat barbecue tonight. Will you come with us? It's a very famous barbecue restaurant."

"I'll pass," Karun declined.

Aunt Mary raised her head. Her eyes were a bit red. "Go. I want to drink tonight, and you're the only adult man in the house who can accompany us."

"I can call Uncle," Karun suggested.

Aunt Mary almost lost control of her emotions and roared, "I won't give him the chance to carry both of us to bed while drunk!"

"Okay, I'll go."

"Wait for me for a moment. I'll go down and wrap up with those guests first."

"Okay, Mary."

Aunt Mary stood up and walked to the basement while wiping her tears with a tissue. After walking down the ramp, she even heard a loud shout from below, "Damn it, poor Old Darcy!!!"

Mrs. Xiusi breathed a sigh of relief on the couch and even blinked at Karun. "Mary will be working hard. By the way, Karun, what about the watch I gave you? Why aren't you wearing it? Don't you like it?" Mrs. Xiusi noticed that Karun's wrist was empty."I really like the watch that Madam gave me, but I haven't gotten into the habit of wearing it yet. I forget about it when I wake up in the morning. Maybe I'll get used to it in the future."

"That's good. I thought you didn't like the Monroe watch I gave you."

"How could I? It's the most precious gift I've received besides my family."

At this time, the phone rang.

Karun walked over and answered the phone.

"Hello, is this the Inmores family? I'm looking for Karun," came the voice of Chief Duke on the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Chief Duke, this is Karun speaking."

"We have identified the identity of the body under the stage of the Crown Dance Hall. His name is Cole, from the neighboring city. He came to Roja to find work three months ago. This is the feedback from the neighboring city police station.

I have sent my men to the neighborhood where he used to work to investigate. We should be able to get specific information soon, such as where he worked and who he was in contact with."

"If it were in the newspaper, it would be easier to find more information," Karun said.

"I applied for it, but it was rejected. The reason given was that the dead man's appearance would cause social panic and protest from the Berry Church.

I really want to use my boots to kick those politicians out of the second hole!

They are just busy with the election, so they want to suppress the matter urgently. If we can publish the dead man's photo in the newspaper as soon as possible, we may not need the help of the neighboring city police station. We have already found his relationship network in this city.

Now, all I can do is pray that we can be faster.

I have already listed Old Darcy's relationship network clearly. We are waiting for that unlucky guy named Cole. As you said, if two relationship networks overlap, we can narrow down the scope of the murderer, right?"

"Yes."

"I still want to ask you, Karun, is the murderer really that stupid, targeting people around him? Won't he be discovered soon?"

"My intuition and experience tell me that this is the case. And the reality is that you haven't found him yet."

"Hehe, are you implying that our police are too stupid and that's why we can see the murderer's intelligence?"

"I didn't say that."

"Ah..." Chief Duke sighed on the other end of the phone, and the sound of a match being struck came through the phone, probably lighting a pipe. "As you said, that guy will soon kill someone else to complete his shitty artistic creation. I hope we can find him and catch him before he kills again."

"I hope so too."

"Okay, I'll hang up first. I'll let you know if there's any news. I don't know why, but I have a feeling that your judgment is correct."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Karun smiled at Mrs. Xius and pointed to the direction of the basement:

"Madam, I'll go downstairs and help Auntie first."

"Okay."Karun came to the underground studio where three bodies were lying, one of whom was Mr. Simor, a victim from the Crown Dance Hall, and the other was a dead person sent from the hospital.

All three bodies were well taken care of and looked natural, as if they were sleeping.

Aunt Mary was sitting on a stool, smoking and angrily pulling on her cigarette, with her legs crossed. However, her posture accidentally caused her skirt to be caught between her legs, revealing almost the entire thigh.

Karun closed his eyes and coughed.

Then he opened his eyes, and Aunt Mary had changed her posture and was tidying up her skirt.

"Karun, you already knew that Mr. Darcy had turned into dozens of pieces, right?"

"Yes." Karun admitted.

"Do you know how difficult it is to put dozens of pieces back together? I have to search for them one by one in a bathtub-sized basin, piece them together one by one, and then sew them together piece by piece. I'd rather play Lunt's puzzle than do this!"

"I know it's difficult, Aunt Mary, but only you can do it."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you know how much money you can get if you negotiate this in advance? I just agreed to it, and this order should be priced according to the welfare list! Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Aunt Mary grabbed her hair.

According to the previous prices, the starting price for this kind of restoration would be more than ten thousand Lu coins!"

Then Aunt Mary added:

"It's also the difficulty and performance of the mortician!"

"Aunt Mary, you've worked hard, but I think this bill can be included in the purchase price of the Xi Fire Crematorium."

Hearing this, Aunt Mary's face looked much better, but soon she thought of something and asked:

"No, I just asked you, you already knew, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"That's what Grandpa ordered."

"Grandpa?"

"I asked Grandpa if he needed to inform you in advance about the difficulty of this order, and Grandpa said no, saying that you are the best mortician he has ever seen in his life."

"Grandpa really said that?"

"Yes."

Aunt Mary's expression finally returned to normal, but she immediately glanced at Karun and clenched her fist, saying:

"Let's talk about the acquisition later. Tonight, I need to buy more good wine to make her heartache."

"Weren't we going to have barbecue?" Karun asked.

"Yes, that's right, but we're going to have barbecue at a winery."

"But I don't drink."

"You can drink grape juice. I don't want you to get drunk and have to take care of us when we get drunk and go home. Also, your grandpa won't be home today. He'll probably be back tomorrow. This is a real opportunity."

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Karun and Aunt Mary got into Mrs. Xi's car and headed towards the east district of Roja City.Mrs. Xiusi turned a corner onto Mingke Street in order to head east. They would have to pass through the row of houses next.

Karun wanted to ask Mrs. Xiusi not to go that way, because he still felt uneasy about the row house at 128 Mingke Street, where Uncle Mason's first love and her family lived.

But Mrs. Xiusi was driving fast and had already turned the corner. Karun hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't ask to take a different route.

"That family moved out."

A truck blocked most of the road ahead, so Mrs. Xiusi had to slow down.

Karun saw that the family moving out was from 128 Mingke Street.

Uncle Mason had said that because of Jeff's incident, his first love's family would move out soon. It looked like they had finally left today.

Karun's gaze instinctively turned towards the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, but the curtains were completely closed, and he couldn't see anything.

"Karun, are you okay?" Aunt Mary looked at Karun curiously. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Mary, what do you think about me selling the crematorium and buying a house here? Then we'll be neighbors and live close to each other."

"Sure, that way you can come over and help me when I'm busy."

"Hahaha, are you not afraid that I'll cut off those male clients'... and steal them, and use them at night?"

"Karun is still here, you have no shame." Aunt Mary scolded Mrs. Xiusi.

"Okay, okay, I know. Let me see what number is available. 128, remember that. I'll ask the agent to come and take a look at this empty house and ask about the price."

After about half an hour, they arrived at a suburban winery with a sign that read "Friday Winery."

"Is business not good at this winery?" Karun asked when he got out of the car.

"Of course not, that's why the owner chose to make money." Mrs. Xiusi answered while talking to the waiter who came up to greet them. "I reserved a table, table 7. Also, bring up the wine I stored here."

"Yes, madam."

They had to grill the meat themselves, and although the meat was good, Karun didn't really like barbecue. In his past life, he had some stomach problems, and in this life, his body was weak, so he couldn't enjoy the happiness of eating large pieces of grilled meat for the time being.

He only ate a small amount, and most of the time, he was responsible for helping Aunt Mary and Mrs. Xiusi grill the meat. The two beautiful women drank and chatted about their past experiences, having a great time.

Around 9 pm, at Karun's suggestion, the two women finally agreed to end their happy hour.

As they walked towards the parking lot, Karun held one woman in each arm, as they couldn't walk on their own.

This feeling of being surrounded by two women was not happy at all.

Both women were drunk and occasionally retched, and the air was filled with a faint sour smell that could wash away any thoughts you shouldn't have had in the first place.

Mrs. Xiusi opened the car door and wanted to sit in the driver's seat.But Karun didn't dare to let her drink and drive. If she drove, he wouldn't dare to sit in the car either.

"Madam, let me drive."

"You...can...drive?" Mrs. Xius asked with a smile.

"I can."

"You...are...amazing."

Mrs. Xius threw herself into Karun's arms, and her right hand naturally pressed against his chest and drew circles.

Karun gently pushed Mrs. Xius away and settled her in the back seat like Aunt Mary.

Then, he sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

As the car drove out of the Friday Winery, Karun saw a police car driving in. The two cars crossed paths.

"Heh, it's obvious they're using public resources for personal gain."

...

To familiarize himself with the car, and because it was the first time he had driven since waking up, and it wasn't automatic, Karun drove slowly.

The two women in the back seat had already fallen asleep. Karun opened the window and let the fresh evening breeze blow in.

At 10:15, Karun drove the car back to Mingke Street.

He got out of the car first, helped Aunt Mary out, and then helped her push open the gate and walk into the living room.

"You drank so much." Aunt Winnie, who was sitting on the living room sofa, checking the bills, quickly got up and helped Aunt Mary, while calling Mina upstairs for help.

"Where's Uncle?" Karun asked.

"Don't let him go!" Aunt Mary, who was already drunk, suddenly sobered up, "Don't let him go."

Aunt Winnie was both angry and amused, "Mason received a call after dinner and went to pick up a customer in a hearse. The funeral home and the client of the Malone family had a falling out, so the customer wanted to transfer the body to our place. He hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, that's good."

Aunt Mary nodded, then vomited on the floor, "Ugh..."

Karun took a few steps back, covered his nose with his hand, and said, "Then I'll take Mrs. Xius back."

"Can't you take a taxi? Oh no, taxis aren't safe at night."

It's really hard to trust a drunk woman who takes a taxi alone at night.

"The car belongs to Mrs. Xius. After I take her home, the car will stay at her place, and I'll take a taxi back."

"Okay, if you can't get a taxi later, call me and I'll have Mason pick you up."

"Okay, Aunt."

Karun walked out of the house and back to the car.

In the back seat, Mrs. Xius was lying there, her skirt spread over her upper body.

Karun glanced at her, shook his head and smiled, and started the car again.

...

Roja Police Station;

Sheriff Duke was dozing off in his chair with a pipe in his mouth.

He hadn't slept for several days and could only take advantage of the gaps to catch some sleep in his office.

"Ring ring...ring ring..."

Sheriff Duke immediately opened his eyes and picked up the phone.

"Hello, this is Duke.""Sheriff, we found it, we found it."

"Speak up!"

"Karl once worked at a winery called 'Friday' in our city. The winery also served food. Karl worked there as a waiter for a month and then resigned."

"Resigned?"

"Yes, according to his colleagues, Karl boasted to them that he had hooked up with a widowed woman who often drank and ate here, and that she was willing to keep him as her lover."

"Who is that woman? Did you find out?"

"It's Mrs. Xiu from Xiu's Crematorium."

Sheriff Duke stood up suddenly.

Karl...Old Darcy...

One was his lover,

The other was his old employee,

And he really only targeted the people closest to him.

Sheriff Duke clenched the microphone, looking incredulous:

Karl was right,

This killer,

Is really this stupid!

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There's still tonight.