Aunt Winnie was on the phone when she saw Aunt Mary passing by the living room, holding the coffee pot.

"I'll send it down to you later." Aunt Winnie took the microphone and said to Aunt Mary.

"It's okay. I'll take it down myself. The death of the mother and daughter who jumped off the building was a bit tragic. I'm afraid that Molly will be scared if she stays alone down there for a long time."

"OK."

Aunt Winnie smiled,

Continue to dial the next number while making notes on the nearby list.

She didn't know what souvenir her nephew was going to give her, but right now, what everyone in the Immelais family disliked most was to stop and do nothing. After all, that depressing atmosphere would make people extremely miserable.

Aunt Mary returned to the basement with the coffee pot,

Standing at the door of the workshop,

She looked with some surprise as Ms. Molly was sewing the body's skin with needle and thread.

The needle was placed quickly, there was no hesitation, everything seemed natural and calm.

"You really surprised me."

Ms. Molly smiled when she heard Aunt Mary's words and said:

"Just thinking about how pitifully they died, I don't feel scared at all. Is this normal for me, madam?"

"I told you, just call me Mary. It's quite normal for you to do this. In fact, most people are not afraid of the remains of their loved ones."

"But they are not my relatives."

"Pity is also a kind of emotional bondage."

Aunt Mary sighed and sat down on another round stool nearby.

Hisoka and his mother were easier to deal with. Hisoka was poisoned to death and only needed to put on makeup;

Hisoka's mother was hanged, so the makeup needs to be thicker. Clothes can be used to cover the fractures in the neck area, and then staplers are used to tighten the cortex at the back of the neck so that it can look normal when lying in the coffin.

.

Tomorrow is the mourning meeting, so there is not much time reserved. In addition, there are still four bodies coming together. Even with Molly as an assistant, we still have to pay extra attention.

In addition, the face of the mother and daughter who died after jumping from a building was severely damaged and needed to be refilled and sutured.

Aunt Mary also picked up the needle and thread and said to Ms. Molly:

"Molly, do you have any pig rinds left over there?"

"Here." Ms. Molly handed over the plate.

"You didn't use it much?" Aunt Mary glanced at the plate, then stood up curiously and looked at the face that had been mostly repaired by Molly.

"Just keep her face normal, isn't it? I took skin from other parts of her body and used it."

"That's not appropriate."

"Isn't it appropriate?" Ms. Molly asked doubtfully, "I think if I were them, I would rather sew skin from other parts of my body on my face than choose pig skin."

Aunt Mary suddenly felt that Ms. Molly's words made sense, because if she thought about it from her perspective, she would also make such a choice.

but,

After a while,

Aunt Mary still spoke:

"The relatives wouldn't like it if they found out."

"Okay, I understand."

Aunt Mary looked at the girl in front of her who was being repaired by herself, sighed and said:

"Sometimes, I feel really helpless."

Ms. Molly picked up the coffee cup and drank it in one gulp;

Then he pulled the needle and thread and said:

"lady……"

"Call me Mary."

"Mary, sometimes life is like durian cake, maybe it just smells bad."

Aunt Mary thought Molly was just comforting herself,

So he joked accordingly:

"But I'm allergic to durian."

…

"You can choose to place the coffins side by side. The husband's is here, the wife's is here, the mother's is here, and the little girl's... just put it in the middle." Mason made the arrangements, and Ron stood beside him and nodded.

"The tables and chairs should be spread out a little so that the guests can sit inside. Instead, they should be placed in the courtyard, so that the internal space can appear larger."

"As for the drinks, they will be delivered later. They are all good wines."

"As for the food, my nephew Karen will cook it."

"You arranged it very well, sir," said Ron.

Mason took a few steps back,

He bowed to the morgue in the living room on the first floor;

Ron said curiously: "Sir, the coffin hasn't been put up yet."

"I'll feel sick waiting until the coffin is placed before I bow."

"No, sir, although the death situation is a bit tragic, it's not like we didn't die in an even worse situation..."

"Ron, I'm disgusting with myself."

Ron stopped talking.

Mason opened the screen curtain of the first-floor window and saw the crowd still gathering outside the courtyard.

"They are very neat. They have been very neat since I came back at noon. Look, what are they doing now? Are they practicing shouting slogans?"

"Yes, sir." Ron nodded, "They are indeed practicing shouting slogans. I think they should be preparing for tomorrow."

"But it should be evacuated. The reporters' cars have already left."

Mason took out a cigarette and handed one to Ron;

Ron took out a lighter and lit it for Mason and himself.

"Actually, I really hope to arrange a double-barreled shotgun at the mourning meeting tomorrow. When the mourning meeting begins, I will walk out with the gun."

"Oh, sir, this is not very polite of you."

"Is that so..."

"You need two double-barreled shotguns, otherwise what will I use?"

"Yes, two handfuls."

Mason pointed in a direction: "You come out from there tomorrow with a gun, and I will come in through the door with a gun. Then we will bang bang bang!!!"

"Yes, yes, it's best to build a barbed wire fence at the door in advance to stop them."

"Yes, that's it."

Mason, who was holding a cigarette, suddenly became depressed, and so did Ron.

Two grown men stood facing each other in an empty mourning venue;

"Ron, go outside and see if the drink truck has arrived."

"Okay, sir."

yard,

Alfred sat in a chair with his legs crossed;

Earlier, there were several female reporters outside who specifically took some photos in his direction.

Ron walked out, looked at the lack of alcohol carts outside, stopped, looked at Alfred, and asked:

"Hey, man, I always thought your work clothes looked good. Where did you buy them?"

"The boutique ready-to-wear store on Rhine Street." Alfred replied.

That was the neighborhood where Piaget and Mrs. Seymour lived. It could no longer be called a wealthy area, but had to be called an "elite area."

When Ron heard this, he immediately laughed and said;

"Yes, I often buy clothes there. Clothes in other clothing stores don't have that smell."

"Indeed." Alfred tugged at his collar, "This is the same style of work clothes that His Royal Highness the Prince of Ruilan Royal Family specially designed to be close to the people when he paid condolences to the Mining District of Bellwyn City last year."

There is a royal family in Rui Lan, but most of the time it is just a mascot. From time to time, it will also provide various tidbits for the people of Rui Lan to enrich the national leisure life.
To be continued...