Originally it was just a chat and joking between the two of them to pass the time, but as they talked, both of them fell silent.

Because of sharing secrets with Karen, Neo also thought of the finger sealed in the tail of the cat in Karen's house.

As we chatted, the topic suddenly changed, became a little sacred, became a little taboo, and made both of us feel at a loss.

Karen's mind even recalled the moment when she was purified in the Allen Manor Performing Arts Hall and officially became a servant of God. The bright finger pointed at the center of her eyebrows and made a voice:

"Order, come out and see me."

The atmosphere in the box suddenly became depressing.

Neo picked up the red wine bottle and took a long sip like he was drinking beer.

Both of them knew the story in the myth. The relationship between the God of Light and the God of Order was clear and controversial in the entire church circle.

"Is this really the case?"

Neo asked.

Karen pursed her lips and smiled: "I thought you were talking in this direction on purpose."

Neo shook his head and said, "I thought you did it on purpose."

"Two little ants made a very coincidental move on a certain day and at a certain moment. What does it mean?"

Neo pointed at himself and then at Karen: "Are there such a coincidence of two little ants?"

"It makes no sense," Karen said.

"Yes, it makes no sense." Neo agreed, "But this sudden sense of silence makes me feel like I have experienced history. Regardless of whether it is true or false, I can enjoy it in retrospect.

"

"Would you go find out the truth about it, if given the chance?"

"I'm relatively lazy." Neo raised his neck and looked at the ceiling above, "I probably wouldn't do this kind of thing. People who like to study archeology are generally the kind of people who are quiet and can calm down. I

You know I'm not this kind of person."

"Same." Karen picked up the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table and pulled out one. When he wanted to get a lighter, Neo took the initiative to pick it up and started a fire. Karen could only go over and light the cigarette.

After blowing out a smoke ring, Karen put the cigarette into the ashtray and extinguished it.

Neo's eyes twitched and he immediately said: "You have never experienced the days of buying cigarettes without coupons."

Karen was about to reply, but suddenly realized that these were coupon cigarettes that Ventura brought for him from the hotel, and immediately admitted:

"My bad."

After speaking, as if to change the topic and to clear up the atmosphere, Karen looked at the woman kneeling in front of him, stretched out his hand, and a chain of order flew out and touched the woman.

Karen closed her eyes.

When he opened it again, he saw a woman sitting there in a space of consciousness that was collapsing and dissolving. She could no longer stand because her lower body had already melted.

"Help me..."

This is an instinctive cry for help, like a helpless person who has fallen into a swamp and is about to be swallowed.

"I can't save you."

Karen gave the answer. The situation has reached an irreversible stage and there is nothing he can do now. Neo has already said it.

"Then please take care of my children. My children are..."

"I will not take care of your child, please shut up."

There are many poor people in the world who cannot be saved at all. Some people can only be saved one by one, making it impossible for them to stop;

In Karen's case, there are many poor people in the world who cannot be saved anyway, so I can pick and choose.

"Please...help me take revenge..."

"OK."

Karen agreed.

Then, Karen's chain touched her, and her soul quickly decomposed and was freed. After all, what she needed most now was a break.

Then, looking at the soul power floating in front of him, Karen felt a little "itchy" in his heart, especially the chain of order trembling slightly, as if he was about to be unable to restrain some impulse.

Karen took a deep breath, suppressed the urge in her body that was similar to a cigarette craving, closed her eyes, opened them again, and returned to the sofa in the private room in reality.

The bodies of both men and women began to melt and gradually turned into a liquid state. Before long, there would only be two sets of wet clothes left in place.

There is a musky smell in the air, which is very fresh and pleasant.

Neo smiled and said: "They really pay attention to customer experience and put spices on the 'dishes' in advance."

Karen nodded.

Next, the two people sat here, watching helplessly as the two people in front of them turned into a puddle of water. The two circles on the ground began to rotate, revealing a row of small holes, sucking up all the corpse water.

"What does it feel like?" Neo asked.

"I don't know how to describe it. I have experienced wars, killed many people, and seen natural disasters, but I found that I still cannot treat life like a piece of clothing."

"I understand what you mean." Neo stood up, "But this is not a contradiction. Sometimes, the more you experience things outside, the clearer you can become about what you want to do."

Karen also stood up and said, "Why do you feel that your level of thinking has risen all of a sudden?"

"You know, I'm not worried that you will change, because you are much younger than me. It is normal for people to change as they grow up. It is abnormal to remain unchanged.

I'm just worried that after you go out and experience and see some things, you will become a little faster. I've seen many people, but just standing on the roof and glancing out the window, I felt that they were sitting together in the room.

People are all trapped and stupid beasts, and they think they have mastered their own independent thinking ability."

"Off topic."

Neo pointed at his forehead: "This is the memory of Phileas's lecture in my memory. I think it is appropriate to extract it and use it here, at least, it has a little connection."

"Okay, you can copy it down when you have time, and then lend it to me to read."

"I am already full of light. If I copy these light teachings again, I will doubt whether I am a light preacher. If one day my identity is exposed and convicted, I will simply do better than those real light traitors.

All must be excellent and thorough.”

"I thought you could handle it."

"I've always been able to control my words verbally; by the way, I heard your valet say that you have a habit of writing notes?

Lend it to me if you have time another day. I think I need these things to wash myself recently. It's too clean and the sun is not good. I really don't want to turn into a light bulb in the end.

I don’t know if the ‘pop’ sound was bright enough for others, but I was blinded first.”

"Then you have to exchange Mr. Phileas's doctrinal interpretation with mine. I know clearly that I was wrong in many places before. I am making a correction, but I am worried that I used too much force when I made a correction and ran from one extreme to the other.

extreme."

"Okay, I'll write it down, but I can't share it externally, because my intuition tells me that the remnants of light have been suppressed to a critical point. Maybe they lack a new doctrinal program."

"The same goes for my notes. If they are spread out and discovered, then the two of us will be apostates."

"Okay, we can go."

Neo opened the door and walked out with Karen. There was a waiter outside to greet him, and the woman quickly came over and asked about "dining experience."

"Not bad, that guy from Vico didn't lie to us."

Neo took back his card and a receipt from the woman, put it into his pocket casually, yawned and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

After taking the elevator up and walking out of the cinema, the two of them walked around the street in a tacit understanding. After confirming that they were free of all possible surveillance and tailings, Neo kicked the garbage in front of him in front of a trash can.

Bucket, cursed:

"Grab the coupons. For every 10,000 coupons, I have consumed 2.40,000 coupons in one go!"

"Why 2.40,000 coupons?"

"Because there is still a 20% tea service fee."

When Karen heard this, she immediately echoed: "Really grab the tickets."

"It's a bit of a big sacrifice this time. When I bring someone over tomorrow, I'll make sure to heal the bleeding."

"I wish you all the best, Director."

"It won't work if it doesn't go well. This card is considered a credit card and I have to pay it back."

"The next step is to wait for news from Alfred."

"Yes, if everything is confirmed as expected, I won't notify you, for fear of disturbing your state, because there is something you need to start doing now, since you chose Mr. Pavaro as the whistleblower."

"Pavaro's suicide note."

"Yes, that's right. You write well. You don't have to be very talented in writing, but it must be realistic and affectionate. You will recite it during the trial. It must be contagious."

"The requirements are very high, I will work hard to write them well."

"Well, I'm going to arrange a scene for burning corpses and eradicating traces. You need to give me some of Mr. Pavarro's relics."

"Oh, I have it here."

Karen took out his wallet and took out a photo of Dora and Doreen: "I found it on Mr. Pavaro a long time ago, so I kept it as a souvenir."

"This is very good. I will let the fire burn away the edges of the photo, leaving the smiling faces of his two daughters."

"I have always had great confidence in your ability to fabricate evidence, Director."

On Snake Island, Neo opened wounds on himself and arranged the scene, allowing Karen to see what true professionalism is.

Neo shrugged and said: "Originally, we were in a hurry, but the evidence was too abundant."

"Yes, that's right."

"Then let's split up first."

"Okay, then I'll go back and write a suicide note first."

Karen drove back to the funeral home and when she walked into the yard, she happened to see Vic sitting on the bench reading the newspaper.
To be continued...