Chapter 25 The Call From the Morgue

Chapter 25...Call in the morgue

"When you are discharged from the hospital and go home, recover from your injuries, and find a time for us to sit down and have a chat, and I will tell you everything you want to know."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Karen didn't refuse. There was no need to refuse or be afraid at this time.

If you haven't seen "Mr. Moissan" dance,

If you have never seen Mrs. Hughes who was possessed by a strange demon,

If you have never seen Alfred and Ms. Molly standing in front of you,

If Grandpa hadn't stabbed him with his own hands,

Then everything can continue to be tacit and tacit, allowing the gears of life to continue to move forward smoothly.

But now that we have reached this point, it is obviously inappropriate to deceive ourselves any more;

Cover your ears,

Cover your eyes,

As if everything is still peaceful and peaceful,

It's as stupid as if Sheriff Duke called himself and said he found out who the real murderer was. He didn't say anything on the phone, but invited himself to meet somewhere, and then when he went to that place, he found out who the real murderer was. Has been killed by the murderer in advance.

This is simply... an insult to intelligence.

"Take good care of yourself and don't worry about family matters." Dis said.

"Okay, Grandpa."

Dis turned around and left the ward;

Pu'er planned to leave with him, but when he was about to slip out through the crack in the door, he was kicked back by a heel.

"boom!"

Pu'er turned around and the ward door was closed.

immediately,

Pu'er raised his head and looked at Karen lying on the hospital bed.

Karen was too lazy to pay attention to it, picked up the book "I Bound Your Heart" lent to him by the nurse again, and continued reading.

The story in the book is that the heroine, who comes from a commoner family, is loved by the prince of the Venn royal family, breaks through the barriers of the world, and gets married. After that, there is a series of stories that happen when the heroine faces the royal family and the upper class society.

The plot of the story is a bit cliched in Karen's eyes, but he can learn a lot about Wayne's social class from it.

To a certain extent, Ruilan is like a vassal state of Venn, or a "protected country". Not only is it economically inseparable from Venn, but culturally, it almost inherits it;

In the eyes of Ruilan elites, Wayne is the big stage they really yearn for.

Pu'er jumped onto the escort's armchair and curled up, as if asleep.

When tiredness hit, Karen put down the book and turned off the light.

sleep.

…

late night;

another hospital;

ward;

Mr. Hofen, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes, and a familiar figure appeared beside his hospital bed.

The nurse on the bed next door was still sleeping soundly and didn't notice anyone coming.

"I stabbed him," Deese said.

Mr. Hoffen smiled;

road:

"He's definitely not dead."

"Yes."

"If you kill him, according to your character, you will only say that he is dead instead of telling me what you did with it."

"I can't do it," Dis said.

"Dis, this is the divine descending ceremony that I helped you prepare together. You and I both know how high its standards are.

We didn't succeed,

Because what we summoned back was not the real Karen’s soul.

He is not Karen;

From the first time I saw him, I was convinced! "

"I know."

"He is not your grandson anymore, Dis, you should wake up. I have cancer and I don't have many days left, so I am willing to help you. Old man, I know how important your family is in your heart.

But the divine descending ceremony under such high standards,

Since it was not Karen’s soul that was summoned back,

Then he,

It is very likely that he is an evil god!

He may still be weak now because he just arrived and needs some time to recover.

But you should understand,

What a terrible turmoil an evil god will cause once he recovers!

You should kill him, Dis. "

"I can not do it."

"Why?"

"Because he... called me grandpa."

"Dis, do you know how many people your kindness will cause disaster to outsiders in the future?"

Dis was silent;

Then,

Dis smiled;

road:

"People outside don't call me grandpa."

…

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

Karen rang the bell, and after a while, the nurse sister Mina came in and asked with a smile: "Karen, is that book good?"

"Very interesting story."

"I thought it was just us girls who liked reading stories like this."

"Boys also like it because they can understand girls better."

"You are so funny."

Maina reached out to help Karen stand up and put on his clothes. With her help, Karen came to the private bathroom in her ward. After washing, she served Karen for breakfast.

Breakfast was polenta with several fruits.

Karen actually doesn't like the combination of fruit and dinner, even though it may be very healthy and nutritious.

"Can I help you take a walk?"

"Is that okay?" Karen asked.

He didn't ask whether this was within the scope of Mina's services, but whether his injury allowed it.

"Yes, the doctor said the main reason for your coma is excessive blood loss..."

Mina reached out and touched Karen's chest.

Um,

Although the wound is on the other side,

"Appropriate activity can help you recover faster."

"Thanks."

Accompanied by Maina, Karen walked out of the ward. Conveniently, the ward was on the first floor.

Walking outside, breathing the fresh air and bathing in the sunshine, probably only then will people realize the importance of health. Of course, it won't be long before they will fall back into the cycle of ruining their health.

"How old are you?" Karen asked Tina.

"Seventeen years old, just graduated from medical school. I know you are fifteen, and I am older than you."

In Ruilan, the age of fifteen is the "adult threshold." Generally speaking, if you don't continue studying at the age of fifteen, you can go out to work. Some children with poor family conditions will start working earlier.

Although Rui Lan has laws strictly prohibiting the employment of child labor (under the age of fifteen), the factory owners do not hire child labor, but consumable machine parts.

In short, what Karen has learned since waking up is that this is a society with a huge gap between rich and poor.

The gap is not only reflected in the Immelais family and the Adams family, but also in the fact that the real bottom class is running around every day, and it may be difficult to even feed and clothe the family.

Karen used to often use the monthly salary of 2,000 rupees for ordinary workers to measure income. This was based on the income of workers in large factories. In fact, there are many workers in small workshops whose income is less than 40 rupees a day. The wages of illegal workers are lower.

The number of people in this class is actually very large, but Karen cannot reach it, because the customers of the Immelais family are middle-class at least, and even if it is the welfare bill that Aunt Mary has been complaining about, he must first be clear and unmistakable from this city. Household registration.

"I know your family." Maina said.

"oh?"

"Immelais, when my aunt passed away, the funeral was held at your house, but I didn't see you that day."

"That was unfortunate, missing out."

"You're so interesting. I don't have a boyfriend yet."

Karen blinked, realizing that Myrna had misunderstood what she meant.

After walking for a while, Karen felt that his forehead was sweating. Maina helped him sit down on the bench, took out a handkerchief and began to wipe his sweat carefully.

Her every frown and smile towards herself was actually a deliberate expression.

This is not a "derogatory term". Regardless of men or women, when they meet someone of the opposite sex they like, they will deliberately show their better side.

"What do you usually like to do?" Mina asked.

"I like to do things for my family, like helping my aunt wipe the body."

"..." Maina.

At this time, Karen saw three familiar figures appearing in front of him.

Uncle Mason, Paul and Ron.

Uncle Mason walked ahead with his hands in his pockets;

Paul and Ron were carried on a stretcher truck each.

"uncle!"

Karen yelled.

"Hey, Karen." Uncle Mason walked over with a smile, "I also plan to visit you in your ward."

"Master Karen."

"The young master seems to be recovering well."

"Uncle, what is this?"

"Oh, when I came to the hospital to see you the day before yesterday, you were in a coma, so I had afternoon tea with the director of the inpatient department of this hospital, so I came today."

Uncle Mason gave Karen a you-know-what look.

Karen smiled and nodded.

"I'll go first, and I'll come see you in the afternoon."

"Okay, uncle."

Business is definitely more important. This hospital is in the Murdoch District, quite far from Mink Street. It was not within the Immelais family's "business power" before, so I took advantage of this opportunity to influence the family's business. The force is amplified.

However, this guest must be "picked up" and taken home quickly, otherwise the local funeral service may come to snatch the "guest".

"He is your uncle?" Maina asked.

"Yes."

"The people in your family are all handsome."

"Thanks."

This is not a compliment from Maina. Although my uncle is now older and his figure is definitely not comparable to that of a young man, even now, his image can be regarded as "literary" and more worthy of a man of this age. hansome".

From falling from a middle-class to a petty-bourgeois wife to putting makeup on corpses, Aunt Mary still never leaves her uncle. This must be because of love, but love needs to be implemented;

When life is not going well, I have to be like you. If I still look ugly, what am I doing for you?

"Of course, you are also very handsome." Maina said.

"Thanks."

Karen has become somewhat immune to this kind of "praise", which is infinitely equivalent to saying that the weather is sunny today.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" Maina asked.

"Well, of course."

"How much do you spend per month?"

"It's enough, but I don't know how much it is." Karen remembered that he had officially become a family employee and could enjoy dividends, so he didn't know how much his monthly income was now.

"I only have one thousand and two rupees a month," Maina said. "It will be enough to spend, but there will be no money left."

"Is it that low?"

"The benefits are better, and the salary will increase according to the length of service." Maina explained, "But I don't really like the job of a nurse. I am very happy to take care of you, but sometimes I need to take care of some old ladies with bad tempers and some like-minded people. The old man who took advantage of you."

"Breathing guests are always troublesome."

"Yes." Maina's eyes widened, "Well..."

In fact, this little girl is very interesting. Karen doesn't dislike her. She is very frank and sincere.

Even if his appearance is excluded, the background of the Inmerles family can make him very confident in the blind date market. The negative influence of funeral parlors is not worth mentioning in front of Lubi.

But Karen has not planned to get married and have children here. First, he feels that he is still young, and second, he has bigger problems to deal with.

"Let's go back. I want to lie down for a while."

"Okay, I'll help you up."

With the help of Mina, Karen returned to the inpatient building. When he walked back to the door of the ward, the head nurse shouted:

"Mina, come here and send this plasma to the operating room quickly. There are not enough people there."

"You go, I can go back and lie down." Karen said.

"Okay."

Karen stood at the door of the ward and took a breath;

For some reason, he always felt that the smell of disinfectant in the ward was much heavier than outside.

However,

When Karen just stepped into the ward,

he suddenly heard a rustling sound:

"My money...my money...my money...my money..."

Karen was stunned.

This feeling reminded him of the sobbing of Mr. Mosan in the basement at home.

"My money...my money...my money..."

The sound continued.

Karen ignored it, entered the ward, lay back on the bed, picked up the novel, and prepared to continue reading.

"Meow..."

Pu'er jumped to the bedside and looked at him.

"My money...my money...my money..."

This damn sound inexplicably became heavier, as if an old woman was lying under his bed and kept nagging at him.

Karen put down the book and covered his ears with both hands.

The sound remained;

This sound was not "heard".

"Meow..."

Pu'er called again.

Karen reached out and grabbed Pu'er in front of him, with his belly facing him.

Pu'er, who was previously very cool, suddenly became uncomfortable and even a little shy after being put in this posture.

"You did it?"

Pu'er shook his head, and at the same time, his tail covered his abdomen.

"It must be you who did it."

"Meow!"

Pu'er shook his head again to express his denial.

"Then what's going on in my ears?"

"Meow, meow, meow, meow."

Karen nodded thoughtfully and responded:

"Meow, meow, meow."

"………" Pu'er looked confused.

"You really can't speak?" Karen asked.

"Meow."

"Ms. Molly can speak, but you can't?"

"Meow."

Karen didn't believe it. In fact, Karen could understand Mrs. Hughes's change, which was within his acceptance range, but Ms. Molly really brought him too much of a shock. In the face of this shock, Pu'er, who always had an anthropomorphic expression, couldn't speak human language, but it seemed a bit unreasonable.

"You can't even speak. I'll find a male cat to mate you when I'm discharged from the hospital."

"Meow..."

"I swear in the name of the God of Order."

The God of Order was something Karen had learned from Piaget. However, Karen remembered that Alfred called Dis like this that night:

Is this judge of the God of Order your squire?

So this is Dis's position.

Sure enough,

After hearing Karen swear in the name of the "God of Order", Pu'er was completely panicked.

Karen was a firm materialist in her heart. Materialists never resist or deny the existence of the supernatural. If a supernatural being appears in front of them, they will re-recognize, study and define it, and bring it back into the category of materialistic objectivity.

To put it simply, Karen was not feudal at all, let alone superstitious.

But Pu'er knew that if Dis knew that his grandson actually swore in the name of the "God of Order", then Dis might really find a male cat for her to fulfill this oath for his grandson.

"It wasn't me."

A clear female voice;

with a hint of a queen's tone;

Well,

it sounds pretty good.

Karen stared at Pu'er,

Pu'er also looked at Karen.

Karen let go, and Pu'er's abdomen pressed against the quilt.

"So you can really talk."

"You are so shameless, the most shameless and mean human I have ever seen. I have never heard of any human threatening a cat with chastity!"

"I have never heard of any cat caring about its chastity."

"They will care, but humans don't care about cats' feelings!"

"Okay, okay."

Karen closed his eyes and digested it for a while, then opened his eyes again and looked at Pu'er and asked:

"So, what is the sound in my ear?"

"This is also something I am very curious about. You haven't experienced purification yet, why can you hear that sound?"

"Purification?" Karen caught the word, "Like being baptized?"

"That's a lie, psychological comfort."

"Oh?"

"Real purification means to complete the cleansing through the breath of the holy vessel, so that you can have a higher sensitivity and see things that ordinary people can't see.

Of course, there are many names for purification, and the method of purification is not just through holy vessels. It is just that it is safest and most secure to use church holy vessels for purification.

If an ordinary person is exposed to a strange demon and does not die, there is a certain probability of completing the purification. At the same time, there is also a certain probability of becoming a mental patient. "

"What I'm hearing now is, my money, my money."

"I heard it too."

"Who's shouting?"

"The first basement floor of the inpatient building is the morgue. Your ward is just above the morgue, blocked by a layer of cement boards. Some corpses with great obsessions can make similar calls."

"A strange demon?"

"It has nothing to do with strange demons. Strange devils refer to supernatural beings with basic intelligence attributes. For example, Ms. Molly you just mentioned, she is a strange devil. As for Alfred who was standing next to you that night, he counts He is a powerful alien demon who can negotiate terms with regional judges or other leaders of grassroots organizations in the church to achieve the level of peace. "

"You still haven't answered my previous question, why can I hear it?"

"I have no idea!"

"Could it be related to the original Karen?"

"You finally admitted that you're not really Karen!"

Pu'er raised his tail with an "expression" as if you had finally let it slip.

"Yeah, I'm not Karen, you go find Dis and tell the truth."

When Pu'er heard this, he knelt down helplessly and complained: "Dis pays too much attention to family ties. This is the tradition of the Immelais family. The ancestral motto of this family is: family is greater than everything else."

"It seems that you have been informing a lot." Karen continued, "Let me ask you, are you related to the original Karen?"

"The original Karen?" Pu'er tugged his paws and said nonchalantly, "The original Karen was an autistic fool."

"I don't believe you've said this to Dis before."

"Yes." Pu'er smiled, "After all, the fool is also his family."

Pu'er stood up, with his front paws in front and his hind paws behind him, stretched out greatly, and said:

“Since ‘Karen’’s parents died, Dis had no intention of letting his family members go through purification and continue on the same path. Therefore, the original ‘Karen’ was just an ordinary person, and he had never had any abnormal reactions.

All the abnormalities started after you woke up.

However, in fact, you don’t have to be confused. Although you have not experienced purification, your own existence... is a strange monster in my eyes.

I still feel that your innocence is just an act, but Dis will just fall for it.

There must be violence and cruelty hidden deep in your soul, am I right? "

"Meow!"

Karen grabbed Pu'er's tail and turned it around;

"I want to ask you now, how can I turn off this damn sound, or... block it out."

"Just close your perception of this aspect. It's very simple."

"How to do it exactly?"

"Close your eyes, capture the sound first, let it become clearer in your mind, and then follow the sound and feel and explore..."

"I decided to ask Lunt to go to the pet market to buy the three most ill-tempered male cats on the day he was discharged from the hospital, and then lock all four of you in the bathroom."

"Oh, you are such a beast."

"Say a way."

"There is no way, you have not experienced purification, so what you 'hear' and 'see' are based on instinct. You simply don't know how to manage and use your perceptions.

It's like you've never even seen a car, but you asked me to teach you how to drive. Can you do it?

However, generally speaking, if you tolerate it for a while, she will probably stop barking, and she won't be able to bark for long. "

"Like a cat calling Haru?"

"Oh, what a fucking racist trope."

Karen put down Pu'er,

Lie down and prepare to meditate.

"My money...my money...my money..."

Karen said with her eyes closed: "She's still barking."

Pu'er, who was lying on Karen's belly, said nonchalantly: "It just takes a little longer than an ordinary corpse with obsession. She should be running out of energy."

"My money...my money..."

Karen could only continue to endure it.

Then,

"Squeak..."

"I thought I heard other voices," Karen said.

"Normal, normal." Pu'er waved his paw, "When will lunch arrive? You can order. Just order a small fried fish for me in advance."

"Sand...sand...sand..."

"I seemed to hear the sound of shoes dragging on the ground."

"That's the sound of nurses and patients walking outside." Pu'er said, "Also, order me another pudding."

"Click..."

"The sound of the door opening..."

"The next door just opened."

Next to Karen's ear, the voice continued:

"Hey, madam, why are you here?"

"My money...my money fell..."

"If you have lost something, you should go to the front desk to register it. This is the morgue, how could you drop something here?"

"My money...my money..."

"Old madam, which ward are you in? I'll take you back to that ward."

"My money...my money..."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll take your money and I'll give it to you when we get back to the ward. You are a patient in the psychiatric department, right? The psychiatric ward should be..."

"You took my money!!!"

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

Karen opened his eyes suddenly and sat up.

"I want another goat milk... Ouch, meow!"

Pu'er was thrown under the bed and looked up at Karen angrily.

Karen turned his head,

looked at Pu'er under the bed,

swallowed his saliva,

said:

"She... killed someone."