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Chapter 132 Blasphemy(2/3)

Since following Karen, Pu'er's living standard has improved directly. Now he not only drinks coffee and afternoon snacks every day, but also drinks juice;

It's just that after leaving Allen Manor, no one was available to make fresh juice for it, so it could only choose this as a substitute.

There is a separate cabinet in the kitchen, which contains basically Pu'er's exclusive snacks.

Karen took Hand up to the second floor and entered his study;

Karen pointed to the chair:

"sit."

Hand sat down, but he still didn't "speak."

Karen began to talk to him in sign language, providing persuasion and explanation; slowly, Hande began to receive feedback and would take the initiative to use sign language to respond to Karen.

The effect is good...

Of course, the fundamental reason was that Aleye only took Hand for one electric shock treatment, and they came back the next day. If he had done it a few more times, the child would probably be useless.

As a deaf-mute, this child may look sunny on the outside, but actually he is fragile on the inside, because they are born with a lack of security in the world.

At this time, the study door was pushed open, and Alfred walked in with two glasses of orange crystal water.

"Leave the lighter."

"Okay, Master."

Hand's glass was served hot, while Karen's was served with ice.

Karen took a sip. It was very sweet and easy to get tired of, but it also had a taste of memories. In her previous life, when she was a child, this drink was actually very popular.

After Hand drank, a smile appeared on his face.

Karen continued to communicate with Hand, during which Karen tore off a piece of paper and drew Aleye's appearance on it.

Aleye is a middle-aged and slightly stout figure, which is easy to draw. When he finished the painting, Karen noticed the change in Hand's eyes, and obviously he knew that this was his father. Gu

Picking up Aleye's portrait, Karen and Hand flicked the paper together, as if slapping Aleye, and Hand played happily.

It's probably equivalent to a child holding a doll and shouting: Bad daddy, bad daddy, I'll hit you, I'll hit you!

at last,

Karen picked up the lighter left by Alfred and lit the fire, pretending to burn Aleye's portrait.

Upon seeing this, Hande immediately grabbed the paper with his father drawn on it and held it in his arms before the flames came near.

Karen smiled and nodded, extinguished the lighter, and then led Hand out of the study.

Seeing his son coming down, Aleye, who had been ordered by Karen a long time ago, immediately stepped forward and hugged his son at the entrance of the stairs. He kept reassuring his son in sign language and kept slapping himself in the face.

action;

Soon, the father and son hugged each other, and Hand cried.

Karen sent Aleye and his son to the door. Aleye kept saying thank you to Karen. Hand also regained his liveliness, bowed to Karen, and specially bowed to Alfred who had just been discharged from the hospital.

"It's getting late, let's have a good rest." Karen said.

"Then I won't disturb you any more, Master. Mr. Alfred, you should go to bed early."

Karen was about to close the door, but Aleye suddenly blocked the door and said:

"I almost forgot one thing, young master, the thing you asked me to investigate at noon."

"Well, will you get the results so soon?"

"We have preliminary results. There are many factories in our Lanqiao community, mainly textile factories. These days, it is not easy for ordinary people, especially those illegal immigrants, to find a long-term job.

, they tend to cherish the jobs they have now; so in most textile factories in the Lanqiao community, workers are not very mobile.

There is only one, and its liquidity is very high. I have asked several friends in the recruitment agency, and the feedback is consistent. It is a textile factory. It should be the largest textile factory in Lanqiao community. The owner is

Mr. Tadel.

His family pays an agency service fee every year, and lets the agency help him recruit illegal immigrant workers on a per-capita basis. In the past few years, my agency friends have basically been doing his business and they have been able to live a good life."

"Then they don't doubt why they need to recruit a large number of workers every year?"

"Well, the explanation given by the factory is that Mr. Tadel has textile factories in Sampo and other cities in Wien, so after the workers here become skilled workers, they will be sent to other newly opened factories.

This reason is actually tenable, because York City has the largest number of illegal immigrants."

"Okay, I understand."

"Master, I will continue to investigate."

"No need, it's ready."

"Um, really?"

"real."

"Okay, Master, I understand."

The reason why Karen asked Aleye to help him investigate was because Aleye himself was an intermediary. It was normal for him to go to other agencies to investigate this matter and would not arouse the suspicion of the people above him.

close the door,

Karen sat down on the sofa.

"Master, it is indeed Mr. Tadel, so why did the Raphael family kill Mr. Tadel? Is it because he wanted to betray?"

"It should be. Just like there are many bosses in the business of the Allen family who are responsible for the operation, the Raphael family should also have this model. Mr. Tadel used the name of textile factory employment as a cover to absorb a large number of illegal

Immigrant female workers, after all, textile factories are dominated by female workers.

As for the reason for his rebellion... I don't know.

I even felt that when he made an appointment to see a doctor, he didn’t come to tell me about this. He might have wanted me to help him and make up his final mind, or to muster the courage to treat me as a priest.

role.”

"Master, I think you can ask his son about this matter. Of course, his son is definitely not so easy to contact now."

"It was not easy to contact me before, but now I can give it a try. When I contact you, you can deliberately leave some traces of light."

"What the young master said is that if there are traces of the light and there are definite remnants of the light, they will no longer bother to investigate us."

If you want to carry out the investigation smoothly and erase the traces of the investigation on your side, the best way is not to hide yourself as much as possible, because as the investigation progresses, the other party will definitely notice it;

Therefore, the real best way is to get rid of the traces. Judging from today's feeling, the remnants of the light are still not to be underestimated, and they are indeed qualified to take the blame.

"Why haven't Pu'er and Kevin come back yet?" Karen asked doubtfully, because it was already early in the morning.

"Shall I go out and look for you, young master?"

"No, how can we find them?" Karen shook his head, "Maybe they will come back later. Let's rest first and go to Tadel's textile factory tomorrow to have a look."

"Okay, Master."

Karen walked up the stairs. Halfway there, he suddenly stopped, turned around and asked:

"What's today's date?"

"Master, today is the 26th, it's past midnight."

"In other words, yesterday was the 25th."

Karen quickly walked up the stairs to his bedroom, opened the bedside table and took out a piece of letterhead.

Alfred also stood at the bedroom door at this time and asked:

"What's the matter, Master?"

"Do you still remember this letter?"

"Of course I remember, that night Pu'er and Kevin caught the messenger crow together and got it from the crow."

"Look again." Karen handed the letter to Alfred.

Alfred looked at it carefully:

[Conference Hall 3, Curtis Building, 2 p.m., 25th. The light will last forever.]

"Yesterday was actually the day of the meeting." Alfred said.

Karen had no intention of going, so the letter was left in the drawer.

"From the fact that they were able to control Piaget's clinic and home, it can be seen that the Illuminati Cult has gathered quite a lot in York City. Didn't I hear that woman say it last night? Miss Bertha is an angel, and she is very powerful.

Apparently there was some discord with the old man who was at Piaget's house today.

They are just remnants gathered from all over the place, and the affiliation between them is not clear. They may just keep it on the surface that they are our own people, but in fact, they are doing their own things in private."

"Master, I still don't understand something."

"Two o'clock in the afternoon is almost Mr. Tadel's appointment time, and at the same time, a secret gathering of Illuminati believers is being held in the Curtis Building opposite the St. Thor Building where the Adams Clinic is located.

Therefore, Mr. Tadel had no intention of coming to Adams Clinic for treatment. The place he wanted to go to was actually opposite the clinic."

"Then...didn't Miss Bertha always know Mr. Tadel's true identity, and she has been lying to us?"

Karen shook his head and said:
To be continued...
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