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Chapter 138 'Instigation'

Cafe on the second floor of Breeze Ballroom.

Lumian, who had just finished lunch, saw Franka again wearing a white shirt, light-colored breeches and red boots.

This time, Franca's expression was very solemn, which made Luis, Sakota and other gangsters a little uneasy, fearing that she was looking for trouble.

Lumian stood up and asked with his eyes what happened.

Franka breathed out slowly and said: "Jiana's mother passed away."

Lumian was stunned for a moment, as if he saw the madman Flemish who hung himself on the window frame and Ruel who died of ulcers all over his body.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, and asked after a few seconds: "Deterioration of the condition leading to death?"

"No." Franka shook her head, "It was suicide."

Seeing Lumian's puzzled expression, she sighed and explained: "When I went to find Jenna last night, I was worried that she would be brave and unwilling to tell me some difficulties and seek our help, so I went to meet Jenna specially.

The attending doctor and the nurses in charge of that floor invited them to drink coffee and eat desserts, and asked them to help keep an eye on Jenna’s mother’s condition,” they said. Janna’s mother knew how many months of treatment it would take and the approximate cost.

Later, while Jian Na went to the restaurant and Julian looked for a doctor, he jumped from the sixth floor...

"Hey, her health was already in poor condition and she died on the spot."

Lumian fell silent, then suddenly pressed his left chest and laughed in a mocking tone: "Is this your destined fate?"

Franca couldn't answer.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Lumian and Franca rushed to the Holy Palace Hospital, and were led to the end-of-life comfort room on the ground floor of the annex by the nurse whom the latter deliberately made friends with.

It is said to be a comfort at the end of life, and the dead who are waiting for purification will also be sent here.

Janna's brother Julian was squatting at the door, covering his head, looking at the opposite wall painted with sky blue paint with a painful expression.

Franka came closer and asked in a low voice: "Are Auntie and Jenna in there?" Julian nodded slowly and said painfully to himself: "I shouldn't have let her stay in the ward alone..." I shouldn't have let her

She was left alone in the ward...

Franca didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only sigh secretly and walked into the deathbed comfort room next to Julian.

Elodie's body was placed on a bed covered with white sheets and covered with the same plain white cloth.

The blood on her body had been cleaned, her face was pale, and her eyes were closed.

Jian Na sat on the round stool opposite, staring blankly at her mother's body, her eyes empty and silent, as if she had lost her soul.

Franka shouted with distress and concern, but Jenna ignored her and seemed to have closed herself in another world.

Lumian pulled up a chair and sat next to Janna, also looking at Elodie who had passed away.

A few seconds later, he said in a low voice: "I can understand your feelings, because not long ago, I also lost the most important relative to me."

Jenna didn't respond, as if she had turned into a statue.

Lumian looked at the same place as her and continued: "But what you need to know is who caused this tragedy." Is it your fault, is your mother wrong, is your brother wrong?

"No, you did nothing wrong! When you faced accidents and debts, you chose to bear it with strength, and chose to rely on your own fatigue and pain in exchange for a new life. It took several years and you finally came out slowly. Wrong

Is it wrong? No!" This time, is it wrong for you not to give up on your loved ones and work hard to find a solution? No!

"You didn't hide it from your mother. You told her frankly the cycle, cost and source of the treatment. Is it wrong? No! This is something that cannot be hidden!" Your mother loves you and wants you not to repeat the previous steps.

After years of painful life, I want you to walk in the light instead of the darkness. Is it wrong? No!

"Who is at fault?" It's the factory owner who keeps appealing, delaying accident compensation, and making you live a painful and depressing life for several years!

"It's the law that protects their behavior!" It's Bono Goodwill who ignores safety regulations and doesn't replace worn-out machines!

“The cost of treatment makes poor people desperate!

"It is the Congress and the government that caused all this and condoned all this!"

Jenna's expression finally changed, and a little bit of the painful emotion was revealed from her empty eyes and dull face.

Lumian looked sideways at the door and said in a deep voice, "I can tell you one more thing. The explosion at the Goodville Chemical Plant that caused your mother's tragedy may not have been an accident."

Jenna turned around instinctively and looked at Lumian and Franka.

Lumian set his sights on Elodie's body: "That might be a murder, a sacrifice to the evil god." Our respected Councilor Hugues Artois was evaluated by the powerful evil god scroller.

A sufficiently enlightened person, he was surrounded by followers of evil gods one after another, including the assistant secretary Tybalt Jacques who created diseases to kill innocent people.

"Yesterday morning, Bono Goodwill visited the MP's office, and in the evening, his chemical plant exploded." When I made up as Bono Goodwill to meet Thibert Jacques, he said something

The words about problems that will inevitably arise after the decline of an organization make me even more convinced that the explosion in the chemical plant was something they expected to see, and was even directly caused for a purpose that we still don't know yet.

"Are you angry? Do you hate it? Are you willing?

"Do you want to sit here and watch the murderers who killed your mother and your happiness drink champagne, have a dance party, and break more families?"

Jian Na's expression was slightly distorted, and there seemed to be a fierce struggle in her heart.

Finally, she raised her hands, covered her face, and cried bitterly;

"But my mother, but my mother can't survive anymore...

Franca squatted in front of her, hugged her, and let her cry while she started to enlighten her: "What your mother wants to see most is that you and your brother no longer have to worry about debt and have a brand new life.

I want to see one of you become an outstanding dramatic actor, get rid of the limitations of ordinary workers, master certain skills, and want to see you live a good life. Can you bear to let her down?"

Jian Na cried bitterly and asked, "Didn't it say that the dark night will pass and the light will eventually come? Why, why is it always so dark, why, why can't I see any light...

"It will come, it will come." Franka kept patting Jenna on the back, "What you need to do most now is to bury your mother properly and then think about doing something for her."

"Yeah," Jenna cried and agreed.

After crying until she was exhausted, her mood finally stabilized a little.

At this time, the priests from the "Eternal Fierce Sun" Church arrived to offer him comfort at the end of his life.

Wearing a white robe trimmed with gold, he entered the room with Julian and stood next to Elodie's body.

He held the holy book in one hand and recited the prayer, and held the holy water bottle in the other hand, placing it empty in the air.

At the end, a little bit of sunshine appeared out of thin air along with the sprinkled holy water, and fell on Elodie.

"Praise the sun, may this sister rest in peace and enter the kingdom of God." The priest opened his arms.

"Praise the sun!" Jenna and Julian prayed.

Lumian, who was watching the ceremony, lowered his head and sneered silently.

Franka, a believer in the "God of Steam and Machinery", also did not "praise the sun".

The priest completed the purification and left the deathbed consolation room. The manager in charge of the morgue of the Holy Palace Hospital walked in and asked Julian and Jenna, "Will this sister be buried directly or cremated? Should she be sent to the catacombs or not?"

Sinners’ Cemetery, Priest’s Cemetery, these places?”

Julian and Jenna looked at each other and said, "Cremize it and send it to the catacombs ourselves."

Their father is also buried there.

The manager of the morgue took notes and said: "Too many people died last night. The crematorium will not be available until next week. Should this sister stay in the morgue first?"

"Okay." Jenna's voice was a little hoarse.

Then, the four of them watched Elodie's face being covered by the white cloth pulled up, and she was pushed out of the deathbed comfort room.

They followed the hospital bed with metal wheels, took the steam-powered elevator, went underground, and arrived outside the morgue.

The double doors of the morgue are silver-gray, and it is dark and cold inside, creating a white mist at the junction.

Jenna stared blankly as her mother Elodie's body was pushed through the door, pushed into a cold room filled with long metal cabinets and gas wall lamps lit, and watched as the silver-gray double doors slowly closed.

She subconsciously took a few steps forward and stopped at the door.

Silently, the door closed.

She can never see her mother again.

Return to the Passy Bridge in the Candide Market area.

Jian Na stared at her brother Julian who was walking alone in front, feeling sad again in her heart.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, but it made her feel blinding.

Franka withdrew her gaze from Julian's back and said with the intention of finding something for Jenna to do: "Your brother's mood has always been wrong. He seems to be blaming himself. Do more for him these days."

I need some guidance and tell him it's not his fault, and a normal person would rush to see a doctor at that time."

Jian Na broke away from her sadness and said "Yeah": "I will guide him.

"But what if it's useless?"

She looked at Lumian and Franca helplessly.

Franka nodded reassuringly: "When the time comes, I can help him find a real 'psychiatrist', the kind with extraordinary abilities." Jiana breathed a sigh of relief, sniffed and said, "Thank you, thank you."

"You also have to pay attention to your own psychological condition." Lumian reminded me with experience.

Jian Na pursed her lips and nodded, looking forward, her eyes gradually becoming firmer.

Franca nodded appeasingly, and said to Franca and Lumian in a low voice: "I want to 'visit' Bono Goodwill tonight."


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