Oh, now that I am a fifth-class judge, my salary has been increased to 1,200 order coupons a month. In addition, I am still my own servant of God, so I have free salary, and I can add 100 God's servant allowance;

In other words, by "working" in the Cult of Order, the monthly income from Order Vouchers is only 1,300.

Your cat and dog play a scroll, and each one will get 1,000 order coupons.

Only now did Karen understand why Pu'er originally said that it was necessary to use the Allen family as a "supporting family" because income and expenses were really not proportional.

Therefore, Karen felt that it was not worthwhile to hand over the body of this female bloodthirsty demon just for the reward of 50 order coupons. Since the other party called and hoped that his funeral company would collect the body, he must know that his funeral company

With a real identity, offending a person hiding behind the scenes for 50 order coupons feels like a loss no matter how you calculate it.

So, since you called the funeral service, I will collect the body for you, and then once the body is burned and the ashes are put into boxes, everything will be taken care of.

After all, he had just listed his short-term plans in the afternoon, so Karen's choice now is very clear.

The hearse drove back to the funeral home, and the body was carried down.

Mrs. Lake was already standing there waiting to receive it, but Karen reached out and pushed her away:

"There is something abnormal about this body, you can't touch it."

"Oh, okay." Mrs. Lake backed away obediently.

"Pike, find some gasoline and burn the body directly. Dincom, go to the cremation center and buy a better urn, not a cheap one."

"There are urns at home." Mrs. Lake said, "There are two of them, both of good quality."

Karen was stunned for a moment. Previously, there were two good-quality coffins stored at home, and now there are two good-quality urns stored at home;

So, the coffins and urns are both prepared for the two daughters?

Considering the contamination problem on the two daughters' bodies, burying them in the coffin may cause contamination leakage, so urns were also prepared.

"They don't need it anymore," Karen comforted.

"Well, I know." Mrs. Lake also showed a smile on her face, "I'm not reluctant, I hope they will be used soon."

The stretcher and the body were placed on the morgue, and Karen walked into the backyard. Would burning the body here arouse the suspicion of nearby residents?

However, I have a small boiler at home. If I can burn it here, will I still dare to use it in the future?

Just then, the phone in the funeral home rang.

Dincom, holding the urn in his hand, walked over and was about to answer the phone. He was about to pick up the phone but was stopped by Karen's gaze. He immediately nodded and walked away.

Karen came over and picked up the phone:

"Hello, Pavarro Funeral Society."

"Excuse me, are you Judge Pavarro?"

"I am."

"Has my wife's body been recovered by you?"

"Yes, I took it back."

"Your Majesty, may I ask you to give my wife a decent funeral?"

"I will put the urn somewhere, and you can pick it up yourself when the time comes."

"But, you run a funeral service, not a cremation service. What I want is a decent funeral."

"I'm sorry. I think you also know exactly who your wife is. It's difficult for me to do that."

"My wife is lost."

"Unfortunately."

"She had a premonition that after being lost, she would be unable to help but kill people and suck blood, so she nailed herself to the wall with silver nails."

"Your wife is a good person."

Karen recalled the strange feeling he had when he looked at the corpse up close for the first time. That was where the silver nail pierced the chest. It turned out to be like this.

"I owe her a lot, and I hope she can be more peaceful before she leaves;

Mr. Pavarro, I know that you are an upright and kind person. I have heard some things about you, so I called you.

Please, help me..."

An upright person, a kind person?

Who told him?

In fact, not many people know about this matter. Judge Chihshu and his gang have already been dealt with, and the credit for this matter has been taken away by Vikolai;

In the whole thing, he was just an embellishment for Vicolay.

The scope circle was suddenly narrowed again;

There are only three people who really know the truth of this matter recently. Vicolet, he will definitely not tell the truth everywhere; Deputy Director Mion? He will not either.

So...there's only one person left again.

Karen said:

"Oh, Captain, this is causing trouble for me."

"I'm sorry. I begged the captain for a long time before he told me that the Funeral Society of the Lanqiao Community Trial Center might be willing to help my wife hold the funeral because you, Judge Pavaro, are a good person."

It’s indeed Neo!!!

At this time, Karen was in a dilemma, because he could not make a choice according to his own ideas, but needed to step into Mr. Pavarro's position.

What would Mr. Pavarro do if he encountered this situation?

A strange demon who had a premonition that he was about to be lost, committed suicide in advance in order to prevent himself from killing after being lost.

"I will give you the funeral expenses, Mr. Judge, please, Mr. Judge." The other end of the phone was still pleading.

Funeral expenses?

Karen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately spoke seriously into the microphone:

"This is not about funeral expenses. I don't lack that bit of Rey either..."

"I know, I know, how can the Lord Judge be short of Rael?"

Actually, I really lack Rael.

The funeral home needs to be renovated according to its own standards, the backyard needs to be rebuilt, a proper study must be provided and it cannot be repurposed as a bedroom, and there is no money to buy a new hearse.

"I only have some Abyss Coupons here, not many. This is the only way I can express my feelings..."

Sure enough, there is some coupon!

"This is not a matter of counting coupons. This kind of behavior is not allowed. I will bear great responsibility for it."

"I know, I know, that's why I'm here to beg you. It's impossible for other funeral services to do my wife's funeral. Please..."

"Sigh." Karen sighed, "I respect your wife very much. She is indeed a respectable person. I think such a person deserves a decent funeral."

"You... agreed?"

"Yes, I agreed."

"Thank you, thank you very much, thank you very much."

"Now, please tell me what style of funeral your wife would like so I can prepare it. Is it red?"

"No, she likes white. She thinks white represents purity."

"Okay, I understand. Your wife's funeral will be held the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, in the evening."

"Okay, okay, thank you again, great judge."

"That's it, goodbye."

Karen hung up the phone.

Phew...it's time to hold a funeral for the strange demon.

Next time you call Uncle Mason, would you be proud to tell him:

Your nephew is successful,

The traditional industry at home in a foreign country has been completed...industrial upgrading.

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Chapter completed!