Chapter Fourteen Black Mist(1/3)
"Hello, here we are, 45 rupees."
"Uh-huh?"
"45 rupees."
"OK."
Of course, Karen cannot carry her small coffers with her, but she still carries a few hundred rupees in her pocket.
Hand over a 50-rupee coin,
The driver accepted it and said with a smile:
"Thank you for your generosity."
"Um?"
Karen could only nod and accept the fact that the "five rupees" turned into a tip and could not be recovered.
Got off the car,
The taxi drove away.
This taxi fare is really expensive.
50 rupees is enough for a day’s living expenses for a family of four, and it provides at least basic meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner;
It's not too far from the Crown Ballroom to Mink Street.
At this moment, Karen regained the feeling of when she took a taxi in college, staring at the red numbers on the meter and jumping up from the starting price step by step.
The Immelais' hearse was not parked on the roadside at the door, which proved that uncle and the others had not returned yet.
"well……"
Looking at the building he called "home" in front of him, Karen felt a lot more complicated.
"Police station, report, accident, not a strange demon..."
The key words in the words of the woman in the gray skirt kept echoing in Karen's mind.
Two people came to the ballroom where an accident had just occurred. They could receive a notification from the police, which meant that they had some kind of official status. Finally, the "strange demon" was involved.
This world seems normal;
At least, normal conclusions can be drawn from newspapers and books.
But this is not the case.
People have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Before the taxi stopped, Karen's only thought was to leave this home and live a normal life. Of course, this life would have to be gradually transformed by his own efforts.
Get "rich" and "calm".
But now, he suddenly realized that there was indeed an undercurrent under the surface of this seemingly normal world.
The grandfather at home has been weighing whether to kill him or not, but so far, the actual actions he has taken are nothing more than "confining" himself. As long as he does not take the initiative to escape from "Luojia City", he will not violate the taboo.
Outside, it's like a "witch hunt" world.
"How could you not be a strange devil! How could you not be a strange devil!"
Mr. Hoffen's roar from the hospital bed still rings in my ears.
Left hand, clenched again;
Although Karen did not know the detailed concept of "different demons", his status as a "resurrected corpse" knocked away his confidence from the beginning.
Because he clearly knows that he is not the original product.
so,
Outside,
Is it still worth going out?
Compared with the dangerous unknown outside,
It seems that the image of grandpa suddenly became... much kinder.
The most appropriate time to kill yourself is during the first few days after you wake up.
In those few days, grandpa did not kill himself. It seemed that he was hesitating and weighing. But as time goes by, people will reconcile with themselves, and at the same time, they will gradually "adapt" and "get used to";
After all, Karen does not look like an ignorant naughty child who rolls around at home every day or looks sullen and looks like everyone owes him 10,000 rupees. Instead, he is sensible, obedient, and well-behaved.
Grandpa's "anger" and "murderous intent" will gradually decrease as time goes by. In fact, the longer he lives in this home, the safer he will be.
At this time,
Karen saw the figure of Dis coming from the west, wearing the clothes of a priest.
Karen just looked at him, staring at him intently.
Until a look of doubt appeared on Dis's face, and he stopped in front of Karen.
"Grandpa, you are back."
"Um."
Karen opened the door and walked into the home with his grandfather.
"Father, you are back."
"Um."
Aunt Mary then looked at Karen and said, "Your uncle called back from the hospital and asked me to keep an eye on you to see if you were back. He said that hearses from other funeral societies had arrived at that time. In order to prevent the order from being intercepted, he
I drove to the hospital without waiting for you.
I will scold him well when he comes back. There was an accident on that street and someone died. It must be very chaotic. How could he leave you there alone?"
On weekdays, Aunt Mary was sharp-tongued and cruel to Karen;
When in front of grandpa, even his mouth turns into tofu.
"Aunt, I'm an adult now. How can an adult not know how to get home? No matter where I am, I can always follow the taste of home."
Dis walked to the sofa and sat down, asking, "What happened?"
Aunt Mary patted Karen's shoulder gently and then went to the kitchen on the second floor to prepare tea.
Karen sat down on the sofa opposite Dis and told Grandpa about the Crown Ballroom;
When it comes to finding the body hidden under the stage,
Aunt Mary, who had just placed the tea, couldn't help but cover her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
This is not because Aunt Mary deliberately wanted to show her ladylike side in front of her father-in-law.
yes,
She has grown into an excellent make-up artist, but this does not mean that her courage suddenly became bolder.
She is not afraid of those corpses because she has regarded them as another kind of "customers" of hers. After getting familiar with them, she no longer feels afraid of corpses; just like a snake owner is not afraid of snakes.
But who can be sure that such a perverted serial killer will not take action against him or that he will become a "guest" in his home one day?
After Karen described the details of the body, he also revealed the contents of his "communication and analysis" with Sheriff Duke.
Originally, he would keep this content because he wanted to secretly develop some relationships and connections, but after meeting the man and woman getting off the taxi, Karen changed his mind.
grandfather,
You see,
Your grandson can not only cook, provide psychological counseling, but also help the police solve crimes.
"Oh my god, Karen, did you come up with all this?" Aunt Mary exclaimed from the side, with a look of confusion on her face, "How did you do it?"
"To put it simply, just put it in." Karen tried to simplify complex things as much as possible, not only explaining to her aunt, but also to her grandfather;
after all,
It was impossible for Dis to ask like her aunt: Oh my God, how did you do that, my grandson?
"Put yourself into the perspective of the murderer, and based on the clues and details left by the murderer, deduce the... psychological reasons why the murderer did what he did."
Dis drank the lipstick tea,
He said calmly:
"How easily could you step into the shoes of the murderer?"
"..." Karen.
This statement can easily be aligned with "birds of a feather flock together and people flock together".
Karen immediately explained:
"Grandpa, aunt, it's actually like this. Generally speaking, the more you feel that you are the murderer of an artist, the easier it is to guess what he is thinking, and the easier it is to assume it.
Some people feel special:
For example, I like to be alone and don't like to socialize.
To be continued...