Pique: "Praise for order!"

Hearing this sentence, Alfred looked as usual, pointing to the four soda bottles arranged in a square in front of him and said:

"The rigorous shape is naturally beautiful and makes people feel comfortable looking at it."

Karen shook his head and smiled:

"You guys are so naive, you might as well buy a box of building blocks and go back to play with them."

Everyone laughed, and Karen stood up and said goodbye to Peake and Dincom;

"Gone."

"We're leaving too, thank you for your help."

"Thank you for your help."

Karen and Alfred returned to the car.

"Master, what a coincidence, I actually met a colleague."

"Um."

Not all funeral societies have a background in the Cult of Kosmos. In fact, the proportion of the latter is very low;

However, due to the growth system of the Cult of Kosmos, especially at the stage of the Inquisitor, there are many areas where magic requires dealing with "corpse". In addition, the Inquisitor can use the "corpse" to monitor the "dynamics" of his area.

Therefore, it is true that many local judges will carry out the business of funeral societies.

There are many funeral services and cremation services in Luojia City, but the only one with a real background in the Cult of Kosmos is Immelais.

The population and city size of York City are more than ten times that of Luojia City, and there are countless funeral societies in the city. In such a large sample, there are actually funerals with a background of the Cult of Order.

Yishe, no one else has this kind of luck.

Alfred turned on the car radio, and after some adjustments, he tapped it with his fingers. Then, the voices of Dincombe and Peake in the hearse ahead came from the radio.

Dinkom: "You idiot, how can you just say praising order in front of outsiders?"

Pique: "I just couldn't help it. You were very excited just now. Besides, what's the matter with praising order?"

Dinkom: "The two people just now seem to be very familiar with our industry. They are not afraid of 'guests' at all. I think they may also be in our industry."

Peake: "You're overthinking it. Maybe he's a doctor or a butcher."

Dinkom: "In short, don't say this kind of identity-implying words in front of strangers next time. If your boss knows, be careful to break your legs."

Peake: "The boss made a mistake, and it was not us who made the mistake. The judge, the boss, has been suspended. Our two servants of God still belong to the Order of the God of Kosmos. Are you still afraid of him?"

Dincomb: "Aren't you afraid of him?"

Pique: "Afraid, of course I am."

Dinkom: "Don't forget, we are two divine servants in the name of the boss. Once the suspended boss is later found guilty, we will definitely not be able to escape our involvement."

Pique: "I don't know whether the boss is clean or not. Anyway, I am very clean. I don't forget to take the bottle to refund the deposit even if I drink soda."

Dinkom: "Because the two of us are too insignificant, no one will really care whether we are clean or not, and it is not worth investigating for us. Okay, let's drive. After picking up the 'guests', let's go pick them up now.

Boss, don’t keep the boss waiting.”

Pique: "It's okay, the boss will add time himself."

The hearse started, Alfred also turned off the radio, reached out and gently rubbed his eyebrows.

"It's the Inquisitor of the Cult of Kosmos, of course." Karen said.

Alfred said: "But their boss, the Lord Inquisitor, seems to have been suspended, and he may face lawsuits from within the Cult of Kosmos next."

"Let's follow and take a look first, and pay attention to the distance."

"Yes, Master."

The hearse drove in front, and Alfred followed behind. Instead of getting very close, he deliberately kept a distance.

About a quarter of an hour later, the hearse drove into a "dessert shop street". There were snacks at the door of each shop, giving Karen the feeling of seeing a street of hair salons in his previous life.

After waiting for about five minutes, a middle-aged bald man walked out of a snack shop with a cigarette in his hand. Before getting in the car, he cleared his throat heavily, spit on the ground, and then

Got on the hearse.

"Even for purely image reasons, I think this Lord Inquisitor should be suspended," Alfred said.

Karen looked at the pastry shop where the judge came out. The name of the shop was "Ava's Pastry Shop", and there was an advertisement posted on the door: Pleasure is half of your soul.

Noticing Karen's gaze, Alfred pointed his hand over and explained:

"Master, the meaning of this slogan is that the service of this store cannot be used for the last step, but other steps can be used, so it is called pleasure for half of your soul."

"Write it down."

"Yes, Master."

"Take some time and go investigate."

"Yes, Master."

The hearse continued to drive, and Alfred continued to drive to follow. Perhaps it was because a judge was sitting in the car. Even if it was a suspended judge, Alfred respected him and kept the distance between the car and the car farther than before.

Pulled even bigger.

"Master, they seem to also live in Lanqiao Community, but at the other end of us."

"Um."

This is also within the scope of Lanqiao Community, but the apartment where Karen lives is located at the southern end of Lanqiao Community. The hearse goes to the northern end of Lanqiao Community, and the residents of Lanqiao Community go straight to the city for shopping needs.

Therefore, although the north and south ends belong to the same community in name, there is not much communication and interaction on weekdays.

The hearse drove into the door of a shop. This shop was located at the end of this small commercial street. It should have rented two storefronts.

"The conditions are much worse than those at home," Alfred said.

Karen nodded and noticed the sign of the Funeral Society:

"Pavaro's Home Funeral Society."

Of course, a more appropriate understanding is: Pavarro Family Funeral Society.

"Record the location." Karen said.

"Remember it, Master."

"Then go home."

"Yes, Master."

Alfred turned the car around and drove towards the apartment.

"Master, do you plan to approach them?"

"I don't have any plans for the moment, so I can leave it alone. Soon the Allen family will send me my new identity information. According to Pu'er's wishes, they can help me find a new channel for me to contact and enter the Cult of Order.

As long as I am a servant of God, it will be much easier."

"Master, I can go and conduct a thorough investigation on them first."

"Is there any danger?"

"Well, after all, not every judge is Lord Dis."

"Then you should take the time to go."

"Okay, Master, I will take time to complete the investigation of Ava Dessert Shop and Pavaro Funeral Society in the near future."

"You can take a few days off to investigate without accompanying me."

"No, protecting the young master's safety is my first priority. I can conduct these investigations at night. The snack shop is open until late."

"Um."

When they arrived at the apartment complex, Karen went upstairs first, while Alfred went to park the car.

When he arrived at the door, Golden Retriever, who heard his footsteps early, took the initiative to open the door from inside.

Pu'er was currently sitting on the sofa in the living room on the ground floor eating a piece of mousse cake. When he saw Karen coming back, he asked;

"My dear Master Karen, how did the work go smoothly?"

"Go to work tomorrow."

"Oh, thank God. With your income from work, this dilapidated family can finally survive again."

"By the way, remember to share information between you and Alfred. I don't want to be the mouthpiece between you two."

"Are you talking about the letter? This was an oversight on my part." Pu'er admitted his mistake simply, "It was also because the stupid dog and I were too sleepy after catching crows last night."

Of course, Pu'er couldn't say that he did it on purpose. In revenge, after Karen tried to wake Count Recar from fainting, Alfred deceived himself and said that the young master was "urged" and "pressured" by himself to practice the formation in advance.

overdraft.

Nowadays, although the Ace of Spades organization has only held one meeting, it has already formed two power groups;

One is a pet radical reformist group composed of the family’s cats and dogs;
To be continued...