Karen helped clean up Ms. Anne's body, but he was not Aunt Mary after all, so he couldn't do the detailed burial makeup.

Alfred set up the formation in the bathroom downstairs, put Ms. Anne in, and started the formation. This is a simple formation that can beautify the face and naturally antiseptic.

After doing this, Karen looked at the time and saw that it was already morning.

"Master, do you want to take a rest?"

Karen shook his head, glanced in the direction of the study room upstairs, and said, "I could have had a rest."

Karen did not have the psychological burden of being extremely anxious to find that place sooner so that they could be rescued sooner;

But the problem is that Mr. Pavarro has now entered the countdown to his final life, and it seems a bit too cruel to let him sit in the study in a daze, waiting for him and others to go to bed and rest.

"Can you still hold on?" Karen asked.

"Master, please rest assured of my energy."

"Then I'll take a nap in the car for a while."

Karen walked upstairs, opened the door and entered the study. Mr. Pavarro was sitting behind the desk.

"Do you want to come with us to continue the investigation?" Karen asked.

"I want to go."

Pavaro's answer was very direct. At the same time, he stretched out his hands, and two black flames immediately appeared on his palms.

"I can't move easily now, but I can still play some role."

"OK."

"Thank you, oh, sorry, I shouldn't be so polite."

After a tiring night, Pu'er and Kevin stayed at home to rest. Alfred carried Mr. Pavarro downstairs and got into the back seat, while Karen sat in the passenger seat.

The car started and headed to the Tadel family's textile factory.

During the journey, Mr. Pavarro kept looking out the window: "Under different moods, the scenery you see is indeed different."

"I have paper and pen here. If you want, you can write a poem."

"I don't have that talent, and I don't want to join in the fun. The poets in this world have long been overloaded, so I won't squeeze in."

"hehe."

Karen leaned his forehead against the car window, resting while thinking in his mind.

When Mr. Pavarro saw his own divine revelation and divine pastoral care, was it because his experience of divine revelation and divine pastoral care left a certain imprint that echoed his own beliefs?

Count Recar did not see this at the time... He also did not see the scene when Count Recar awakened the family's belief system and praised the ancestor like this time.

So, is it because both you and Mr. Pavarro believe in order?

Karen subconsciously reached out and gently rubbed the center of her eyebrows, and then asked:

"Mr. Pavarro."

"Um?"

"After seeing those pictures of me, why do you still think I'm an 'adult'?"

Karen believed in Mr. Pavarro's "character". He had already reached this point and sacrificed his position for "justice".

"Because I only saw the scenes of you when you were divinely enlightened and divinely pastored. I thought it was your past memory, huh?"

When he said this, Mr. Pavarro himself became surprised. After thinking about it for a while, he said:

"In that picture, I saw you, I... I did see you and heard your inner monologue, but now that I think about it, the you I saw in the picture actually had no face... No,

Yes, you have a face, but I can't remember your face. I don't think your face is any different, but I just can't remember it."

Alfred, who was driving, asked:

"Isn't it exactly the same as the young master's face?"

"It's exactly the same." Pavaro confirmed, "But in the picture I saw, the face existed and did not exist."

"Hahaha."

Alfred suddenly laughed,

Then with a solemn look on his face, he said in the announcer's hoarse, mature voice:

"God, don't look directly at him!"

Mr. Pavarro asked Alfred curiously: "What do you believe in?"

"church."

"Of course I know it's a church, is it Principle Theism?"

"Ahem, the church I believe in is still relatively small."

Alfred was embarrassed to say that he seemed to be the only believer in this church now.

Karen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was thinking about what Pavaro had just said, because the scene he mentioned was consistent with a scene in his memory, that is, when he was purifying, he saw the person walking from the void.

The God of Order, at that time, I could not remember the face of the God of Order.

He listened to Pavarro's prayer, and Pavarro saw his own "thought" picture;

This is not something that comes and goes, but a cycle.

Because the textile factory is located in the Lanqiao community, it is not far away, so Alfred stopped the car in advance.

"Master?"

"Grab your tongue," Karen said.

"Okay, Master."

Alfred opened the car door, and when he got out of the car, Karen sighed: "The sun is nice today."

"Yes, Master, what a wonderful sun."

Alfred smiled and walked towards the factory wall.

Pavaro, who was sitting in the back seat, was a little surprised and asked: "So direct?"

"Um."

Alfred will directly enter the factory and ask the core management for hypnotic questioning. This is the simplest and most efficient way. As for whether it will leave any traces to alert the other party, it will definitely.

But don’t be afraid or worried, just praise the light;

Because light is always the natural enemy of darkness!

Karen believes that Elder Doak and his gang can handle it.

"You know Lemar?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Feeling," Pavarro said.

"Perhaps, there is a little bit of hope that I can get him to help me."

"That's great. This is probably the best result for my family. You also value family very much, Master Karen. I can feel it from when you mentioned your grandfather before."

"Not only my grandfather, but also my uncles, aunts, and cousins ​​are my most cherished family members. I have a very warm and warm home in Luojia City."

"Me too, my two daughters are very sensible. In fact, it's all my fault, it's really all my fault. If I could have checked a few more times, I could have hunted down the strange monster later or hunted it down earlier and returned home.

The two daughters are not polluted to this extent.

I am not a qualified father.

My wife was originally very gentle, but it was also because of me.

Thank you, Karen, for helping me take on this responsibility.

If this matter can be completed smoothly, it means that Tisluk and the judge will have their evil deeds exposed, their fate will be miserable, and they will receive retribution.

And I, who was supposed to die, didn't die, so it was normal, haha.

Because no one will believe what a heinous person says: He is dead, and he was killed by my own hands!"

Karen said: "People are more willing to believe that justice ultimately defeats evil. For the Cult of Kosmos, the person who removes his own carrion must also be a member of the Cult of Kosmos, so that the funeral can be treated as a wedding."

"It sounds very exciting. Hehe, I would never have said such words before, and I would not even like this way of doing things and thinking."

"Because I have died once, I will inevitably let myself go. An elder I know also did the same."

"That's right."

"I'll take a nap, please help me keep an eye on it."

"Okay, I don't need to rest now."

Karen put the seat back, then lay on it and began to really sleep, completely unprepared for Mr. Pavarro.

Then, Karen really fell asleep.

Two hours later, Karen was pushed awake by Mr. Pavarro. He opened his eyes and looked out the car window. Alfred was already walking towards him.
To be continued...