"The person with the Order Whip has such a short-sighted view, like a sardine trapped in a can!"

After listening to Karun's explanation, Alfred couldn't help but curse.

"Well, that's actually not bad. I just need to pretend that I'm the person with the Order Whip. Maybe it'll come in handy when something happens."

"Young master always has such foresight."

"Alright, let's go back to the funeral home. We don't need to wear masks this time. You don't know how awkward it is for me to chat with Mr. Pavarotti's face and Lady Lake's face every day. Hmm, Lady Lake will only make it more awkward."

"Okay, young master."

The second-hand black Pense was driving on the road. When it passed a street, it got stuck in traffic because there was a group of people gathering ahead. Alfred had to stop and wait.

He remembered his first day in York City, when he came down from the pier and took a car to the Allen Manor. Mrs. Jenny had said that gatherings and parades were like a cultural activity in York City, and were very common.

After waiting for a while, the car in front started moving again, and Alfred started the car and drove forward. After a while, Karun saw a group of people walking on the side of the road. They were wearing long white robes, with a white pointed hat over their heads with only two small holes for eyes, and holding torches in their hands instead of banners.

They were not shouting any slogans in an organized manner, but walking calmly.

Karun asked in confusion, "It doesn't look like the church."

Although there were strong religious elements that looked ordinary to ordinary people, as someone from the circle, Karun could clearly distinguish that this was not a parade organized by any orthodox church.

"It doesn't seem like the church. It looks more like some kind of interest group. Young master, do you want me to investigate?"

"If you have time, you can investigate. After you drop me off at the funeral home, go to the Lemar Pottery Museum and pay the remaining balance for the blood spirit powder from last time. Also, if Lemar has new stock, you can buy some more blood spirit powder to keep on hand.

Then go to the black market and buy two scrolls for Puerh and Kevin.

After that, you can investigate this group."

"Okay, young master."

"Oh, by the way." Karun put the ring that he accidentally broke in half into the empty slot next to the handbrake. "Remember to glue it back together."

"I will, young master."

The car stopped at the entrance of the Pavarotti Funeral Home. Karun got out of the car and waved to Alfred, walking inside.

Alfred held the Order Whip ring that was broken in half in his hand and muttered to himself with a smile:"The whip of order nowadays is made of plastic."

...

The shop was still the same, with Pick sitting on a chair lost in thought and Dingcom reading a book.

In fact, Karun had been dissatisfied with them for a long time. If it was only because they were a bit lazy before, then last night when he drove Lady Lake back and found out that the two of them had left the boss's two sick daughters at home and left early, it was no longer just a matter of laziness.

Karun understood their thoughts. Mr. Pavaro had been a seventh-grade judge for so long that they felt there was no future in following him, so they just slacked off.

He understood, but that didn't mean Karun was willing to understand them.

When Karun appeared in the shop, Pick looked up first, then widened his eyes.

Dingcom also looked up at Karun, his mouth gaping in surprise.

"Is Mr. Pavaro here?" Karun asked.

Pick and Dingcom immediately stood up. "M-Mr. Karun."

Dingcom reacted faster and immediately said, "Mr. Karun, the boss is out on business. Are you looking for him?"

He couldn't directly say that the boss had gone out to take on private jobs, because he knew that the boss not only took on tasks from the Order of the Gods, but also from other churches.

Karun smiled and took out his god servant certificate, throwing it to Dingcom. Pick also turned to look.

"I am a registered god servant. From now on, I am just like you, so please take care of me."

"How... how is this possible!" Pick exclaimed.

Dingcom looked at the certificate in shock, then at Karun. "Sir... is this real?"

"It's real. From now on, I am also an employee of this funeral home. Your qualifications are older than mine, so you are my seniors."

"Is it true?" Pick asked.

Dingcom immediately bent down and handed the certificate back to Karun, saying flatteringly, "I dare not, I dare not."

"Hehe."

Karun smiled and then looked at the ground and walls. "There have been a lot of things happening in the Blue Bridge community recently. Although they have been resolved, the higher-ups attach great importance to this area, so the operation of the Blue Bridge community court will be different from other places in the future.

Mr. Pavaro already knows about this arrangement, and I don't know if he gave you any instructions before he left."

"Yes, he did. We know that a new... oh no, a great person is coming, but we didn't expect it to be you in person," Dingcom said obsequiously.

"Mhmm." Pick nodded repeatedly.They had promised the boss earlier that they would educate the new employees and set some rules for them, but now they didn't even dare to think about it.

"The floor is too dirty, and the walls are dirty too. I have a cleanliness obsession and don't like dirty and messy environments. It's like my eyes can't tolerate sand."

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

"We'll start cleaning now!"

Karun continued, "I don't know how Mr. Pavarotti managed this place before, but since I'm here, everything must be done according to my ideas and requirements."

"Next time I see you two sitting here doing nothing, I hope there really is nothing to do. If I find out that something hasn't been done or done properly, then I will question your loyalty to the God of Order."

These words made Ding Kecom and Pike's backs feel cold.

They might not care about their performance, but they would never not care about their own lives. In the cult, doubting your faith in God is a very serious consequence.

"Get to work."

"Yes!"

"Understood!"

The two lazy guys immediately started working.

Karun then walked into the backyard and saw Mrs. Lake sitting in the studio chair, tidying up her makeup box.

When she saw Karun come in, she was first stunned, then immediately stood up and asked, "Has something happened to my husband again?"

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

But she immediately became nervous again, had something happened to him?

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

After leaving this sentence, Karun walked into the study.

The study had a new layout, with an extra floor lamp, the wardrobe was moved away, replaced by a bookshelf, and the carpet on the floor was also replaced with a new one.

Karun sat down at the desk, picked up Mr. Pavarotti's work notes, and continued reading.

In a while, Mrs. Lake pushed open the door, carrying a tray, first put the ice water in front of Karun, and then a large sandwich with sauce on it!

Karun, who was not the "husband," finally smiled directly and said, "Actually, I don't really like this kind of sauce."

"I'm sorry, I'll change it next time."

"Well, prepare some cookies next time, it's not that troublesome."

"Okay, I remember."

Karun picked up the water glass and took a sip.

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

This sentence sounded like a tongue twister.

"It's me."

"I can't believe it, my husband's friend is you...""There are some things that I can't explain for now, but didn't we agree on this a few days ago?"

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

"Okay."

Lady Lake walked out of the study.

Karun lit a cigarette and continued to read his work notes, still upside down in the ashtray. He lost track of time again.

When he finished reading the last page of the book in his hand, Karun rubbed his neck and leaned back in his chair, taking a deep breath and looking at the study.

Then he picked up a notebook and wrote:

"1. Learn the Sea God Armor and Dark Moon Blade.

2. Understand the meaning of the Wise Judge's judgment and advance.

3. Kill Vicolay."

These were his recent goals.

The first one was still in progress, as Alfred had gone to buy a scroll. He couldn't rush it until the magic scroll was ready.

The second one couldn't be rushed.

As for the third one, it was no use to rush it when the first two were not completed.

So, he could finally take a break now.

Karun closed his eyes and rested peacefully.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Lady Lake pushed the door open and stood at the door, asking, "There's a call, business. Pike and the others asked me to ask you if you want to go or not."

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from bit.ly/3iBfjkV.

"I'll go."

Karun didn't hesitate and agreed directly because, in his opinion, there was nothing better than driving a hearse to relax and rest.

When Karun arrived at the shop, he found that the floor and walls had been carefully wiped, and the greasy feeling from a few days ago had disappeared.

Dinkum and Pike had already prepared the stretcher and the hearse was ready to go.

When they saw Karun walking over, Dinkum immediately gave up the driver's seat, and Karun got on the car and asked, "Where are we picking up the client?"

"My lord, it's the Hongshu Apartment."

Karun remembered the location of the Hongshu Apartment. It was not far from the Allen Apartment where he lived. Alfred used to pass by there every day when he drove him to the clinic. It was an old-fashioned apartment building.

"Call me boss from now on, no need to call me my lord."

"Yes, my lord," said Pike.

"Yes, boss," said Dinkum.

Karun drove the car, and Pike and Dinkum sat in the back. It was clear that the two of them were very tired. They had been cleaning up all this time while Karun had been reading. But their faces were still rosy, indicating that they were still mentally excited."Who's on the phone?" Karun asked.

"A man. He said his wife died and wants us to collect the body," the receptionist replied.

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

"Yes, he said he has it."

"Okay."

There was a security booth at the entrance of the old apartment complex, but two elderly guards with graying hair were inside. Karun didn't dare honk the horn in front of them, afraid that it would send them both away.

Pick and Dingkom got out of the car and opened the gate. Karun drove the hearse in and parked in front of Building C.

Pick and Dingkom ran over, and Dingkom said, "Boss, it's on the 7th floor, room 702."

Going up to the 7th floor was tiring, especially for Pick and Dingkom, who were carrying a stretcher. By the time they got upstairs, they were already panting.

Karun stood in front of the door of room 702. He had intended to ring the doorbell, but found that it had fallen off, leaving only a rusty spot on the door. He had to knock on the door instead.

"Knock knock..."

The door wasn't locked, and it opened directly when he knocked.

"Hello, we're from the Pavaro Funeral Home."

Karun felt that the name of the funeral home was not very smooth when he said it. It should be changed.

"Hello, is anyone there? We're from the funeral home and we're here to collect the body," Karun shouted into the room for a while, but no one responded. At the same time, he seemed to smell a faint smell of blood, but he wasn't sure.

"Boss, should we go in and take a look?" Dingkom suggested.

Karun nodded and stepped aside. After Pick and Dingkom went in, Karun followed.

The furniture inside was also very old, but it was very clean. It was a two-bedroom apartment with a living room. There was no one in the living room, but there were fruits on the table.

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

"Hello?"

Karun shouted again.

Dingkom opened a bedroom door and found no one inside.

Pick also opened another bedroom door, which was also empty.

There was only a bathroom left, not far behind Karun, but he didn't turn around to check.

At this point, Pick whispered, "I need to use the bathroom, I can't hold it."

Karun looked at Dingkom, who seemed to know what Karun was going to ask, and immediately said, "I had him repeat the location twice, and I repeated it again to confirm that it's this address."

"You can go," Karun gestured to Pick.

"Thank you, boss," Pick immediately ran to the bathroom.

When someone truly respects you, even allowing them to go pee is worth thanking."Is the family member a man?" Karun continued to ask Dingkem, but his gaze was fixed on Pick, who was heading to the bathroom.

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

"Ah!!!"

Pick, who had entered the bathroom, let out a scream.

Karun silently recited a spell in his mind as he followed Dingkem quickly towards the bathroom.

Pick's scream continued, but the tone only weakened without changing, proving that he was only frightened and not attacked.

When Karun entered the bathroom, he saw Pick lying on the ground with his zipper not even pulled up, and a woman pinned to the wall behind the bathtub curtain with a silver nail.

The woman had two fangs showing at the corners of her mouth, excessively long and black nails on her ten fingers, and an extremely ferocious expression on her face when she died.

"A bloodthirsty demon!"

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I caught a cold and kept crying, which affected my writing. I'll try to adjust my condition tomorrow.