"Get in the car."

"OK."

Little John got into the passenger seat.

Karen opened the rear door and sat down next to Mr. Pavarro.

"Where is the butler?" asked Mr. Pavarro.

"Dead, poisoned."

Little John, who was sitting in front, immediately explained for himself:

"It's not me, it's him who wants to poison me."

"'Awakened'?" Pavarro asked.

"No." Karen shook his head.

"Didn't you ask for the location?"

"Don't bother, he knows." Karen pointed at Little John, "It's right where he was contaminated."

"Are you going now?" Pavaro asked.

"No, go tomorrow.

Since we are going to the snake cave, the first thing we need to do is to lure the snake out first. At the very least, the snake must be injured. Otherwise, even if we find the place, it will be difficult for us to stand a chance."

"You want to lead them to the remnants of light?"

"I have done this; not only do dead people keep secrets, but what they say is often easier for people to believe."

The person Alfred killed in the high-rise office of the textile factory, what Karen said to Little John at Tadel's house was actually to the dying butler;

These will be submitted to the people of the Cult of Kosmos in the form of clues and evidence after they are "awakened".

Pavaro laughed and said: "Others are killing people and silencing them, but here you are killing people and telling them."

After a pause,

Pavarro continued: "However, it is still a bit obvious."

"Yes." Karen nodded, "But it doesn't matter whether it's obvious or direct, as long as it's effective."

"Too."

"The Remnant of Light is a thorn in the side of the entire church circle. The status of the Cult of Kosmos is now catching up with that of the Remnant of Light in the previous era. Therefore, the Remnant of Light is the most vigilant and wary of the Remnant of Kosmos."

"yes."

"Of course, the most important thing is that the remnants of light can fight. If there are only two or three small fish, it won't be effective. Besides, not only can they fight, but they are also very reckless."

Karen thought of Elder Dok, who was simply a reckless man with a bad temper. This group of remnants of light was divided into several groups and forced together. There are currently three known groups;

Miss Bertha is one of the angels, one is Elder Docker's side, and the other is holding a secret meeting opposite the clinic to preach.

They all obey the Lord God's Envoy in name, but privately they do things willfully and according to their own habits and rhythm.

Even if the members of the Cult of Kosmos were cautious and sent people to explore and make contact first, Elder Dok and the others would directly deal with them with the most ruthless means just like they did to the Raphael family last time.

"Another point is that from our standpoint, there is no reason for the Remnants of Light to get involved in this matter. It is simply inexplicable for them to do this;

But from the perspective of the group of people who killed you, this is not the case, because they have skipped the 'inexplicable stage' and entered directly: the remnants of light are indeed investigating this matter, and they are investigating it very deeply.

As a judge, what you reported would be seized, and you yourself would be suppressed, imprisoned, and even 'executed' in the end. That was because you were always under their control;

Those remnants of light are not.

They also have to worry that the activities of the remnants of light have attracted the attention of other parties in the Cult of Kosmos. When a conflict breaks out between the two parties, their matter will probably be revealed, so they are the most uneasy.

of.

For them, the safest and safest way is to use their own strength to extinguish the remnants of the light as soon as possible."

Hearing these words,

Mr. Pavarro wanted to laugh but couldn't:

"My reporting channel as a judge is not as good as that of the remnants of light."

"This is indeed a dark humor."

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Go home first."

"Okay, Master."

On the way back, Karen leaned her head against the car window again, seizing the time to catch up on her sleep.

Little John has been sitting very straight and very restrained.

Mr. Pavarro looked at Karen sitting next to him, touched his face from time to time, and looked out the car window again, paying attention to the scenery he saw less and less often.

As the car drove downstairs to the apartment, Karen opened her eyes and closed them again.

Little John got out of the car first, opened the rear door, and took the initiative to help Mr. Pavarro get out of the car.

"It's no use helping me," said Mr. Pavarro, "I'm going to die in two days."

Little John pretended not to understand, with a childish smile on his face.

Pavarro looked back at Karen, who was still sitting in the car, and said nothing. Instead, he went upstairs with the help of Little John; Alfred followed them.

The door was open, and the maid Hilly was cleaning the room. Tears were clearly visible on her face.

Seeing the strange disabled man and boy appearing in front of her, Hilly looked blankly at Alfred standing behind her.

"I'm a guest, staying at home these days."

"Oh, okay, I will take care of them." Hilly forced a smile.

Alfred glanced at Hilly with some confusion, and then walked into the house. Only after entering the house did he realize why Hilly was like this.

Because there was still Ms. Anne lying in the bathroom on the ground floor.

Imagine that a maid came to her employer's house in the morning and saw that there were only two pets, a cat and a dog. She was humming a song while cleaning. Then she opened the bathroom door and saw a woman lying on the floor surrounded by candles.

A female corpse with a hole in her forehead;

Alfred took a few steps back, came to Hilly's side, and asked;

"You didn't call the police?"

"Ah, no, no, no."

"That's good."

"Mr. Alfred, do you need... do you need my help to transport that... that out?"

"Just treat it as a relative and die normally at home, but you don't have time to hold a funeral now. It will be fine in two days."

"Normal... death?"

"Just keep doing your thing."

"Okay, sir."

Hilly took a deep breath and let it out slowly;

Logically speaking, she should call the police;

But according to the law, as an illegal immigrant, she is not even qualified to enter the police station.

…

Alfred returned to the car, Karen closed her eyes and changed her head to the side, saying:

"Go to Apple Street."

"Yes, Master."

Alfred started the car and said: "Master, Hilly saw Ms. Anne's body."

"Oh, she must have been frightened."

"Yes."

Karen didn't ask any more questions because he knew Hilly wouldn't call the police.

After another short nap, the car drove into Apple Street and stopped in front of Piaget's house.

Karen stretched out and caught up on his sleep intermittently. In fact, if he was working normally, staying up all night would not be a big problem at his current age, but singing spells required his own energy to support him.

So he must pay attention to rest.

"Okay, you can go back."

"Master, although you left the address next door, you may not be safe here."

"I came just because I knew it wouldn't be safe."

"I understand, Master."
To be continued...