Chapter 211 Funeral

The basement of St. Selina's Church, the guard's room outside the Chanis Gate.

Leonard Mitchell leaned back on the back of the chair, raised his legs and rested them on the edge of the table, his eyes were empty and out of focus.

Even after being treated with ritual magic, his complexion is still very bad, as if a serious illness has just been relieved but has not yet started to improve.

At this moment, the strong men sent by the Holy Church are re-arranging the seal behind the Chanis Gate. Because of the loss of the ashes of Saint Selina, their opinions have conflicted. Some people hope to use new holy objects to make up for the lack of power. Some people think that there is no need to be so troublesome. After all, for the entire Church of the Goddess of the Night, holy objects are very rare and precious. Their idea is to lower the market value of Tingen's positioning of the Night Squad, and make it alive or sealed. Difficult items were transferred to the headquarters of Tranquility Church or Backlund Parish, leaving only the parts that were easy to look after.

They planned to send a telegram asking the pope to call a conference, to be voted on by the archbishop and senior deacons.

For these arguments, Leonard has no feelings at all. He feels that he seems to have become a living corpse. There is no pain, no sadness, no excitement, no excitement, abnormal numbness, and he is not even willing to face other people. He only wants to be alone. stay in the corner.

Occasionally, some doubts would flash across him, that is why the "murderer" only took away Klein's Extraordinary characteristics, but kept Captain Dunn Smith's.

Da, da, da, the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Sika Teon, with his right arm wrapped in a white bandage, appeared at the door of the guard room.

When Dunn and others besieged Megose and tried to save Tingen City, she and the inner guards of Chanis Gate were also fighting against some sealed items, if it weren't for the members of "Punisher" and "Mechanical Heart" Even if she arrived in time, if the reinforcements sent by the Holy Church hadn't finally arrived, she might have lost her life miserably.

But even so, the old internal watchman couldn't hold out until the end, and died in battle at his post.

"Leonard, I found the captain. There is a telegram in the captain's office that has not been decoded. It should be sent from the church before." Part-time writer Sika Thon said.

Leonard's green eyes rolled, and he finally came alive. He vaguely remembered that he had indeed heard the sound of a new telegram entering, but at that time, the battle was about to break out, and neither he nor Klein had the intention to pay attention to it.

"What's the content?" Leonard found that his voice was unusually dry.

The white-haired and black-eyed lady Sika Teon replied without hesitation:

"Be careful of Ince Zangwill,

Be careful of the sealed item '0-08'. "

"Ince Zangwill, the archbishop who defected, the 'gatekeeper' who failed in promotion...the sealed item '0-08', an ordinary-looking quill..." Leonard whispered to himself blankly The memory that could be excavated, immediately turned his ear.

He narrowed his eyes suddenly, and the decadence and frustration on his body disappeared at the same time.

"So it's like this..." Leonard withdrew his legs and stood up. There seemed to be flames burning in his green eyes.

He looked at Sika Teang and said:

"I plan to apply to join the 'Red Gloves'."

"Red Gloves" is the name of the elite team within the Nighthawks. Generally speaking, each Nighthawk team is stationed locally and has its own jurisdiction. They cannot go outside the jurisdiction to hunt down criminals without permission, but some evil guys always Changing a place with one shot caused a lot of inconvenience.

For this reason, the Church of the Evernight Goddess specially set up "Red Gloves" within the Nighthawks. They are strictly selected elites, and even have some sacred objects. Track down and capture evildoers of interest.

In some circles, they are known as "stalkers" and "hounds."

"'Red Gloves'? But their minimum requirement is Sequence 7... Moreover, the danger faced by the 'Red Gloves' is twice that of ordinary Nighthawk teams." Sika Ton said with concern in doubt.

Leonard outlined a smile without a smile:

"I'm almost ready for a promotion."

His eyes turned cold, he gritted his teeth and said silently to himself:

I want revenge!

Ince Zangwill, you must live until I become stronger!

"Okay..." Sika seemed to have guessed what Leonard was thinking, and sighed, "Half or more of our team members will have new faces. Even in the Nighthawks team, such a tragedy is rare..."

Leonard's eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Have you disposed of the corpse?"

"Yeah." Sika nodded slightly.

Leonard took a sudden step towards the door:

"I'm going to notify their families."

I went to face the scenario I least wanted to face.

I go……

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At No. 2 Narcissus Street, Melissa was sitting on the single sofa, repeatedly studying the three tickets in her hand, studying the text on them, studying the printed date and seat number.

Benson sat by her side, smiling at his focused younger sister, with a very relaxed body posture.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of the doorbell being pulled, jingle, jingle.

Melissa glanced at Bella, the maid who was busy in the kitchen. She held the three tickets in her hand, got up with a little doubt, and ran to the door with small steps.

Her black hair is much more moisturized than before, her face is no longer thin, and she has more beautiful blood, and her brown eyes are even more sparkling and energetic.

Turning the handle and opening the door, Melissa froze for a moment because she didn't know the visitor.

This is a young man with black hair and green pupils. He looks very good, but his face is extremely pale, and there is deep sadness in his eyes.

"May I ask who you are?" Melissa asked confusedly.

Leonard specially put on a black formal suit over his white shirt, and replied hoarsely:

"I'm your brother Klein's colleague."

Melissa's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively looked behind Leonard, but found nothing.

Her voice trembled inexplicably and asked:

"Where's Klein?"

Leonard closed his eyes, took a breath and said:

"I'm sorry, your brother Klein died at the hands of a vicious criminal in order to save some people. He is a hero, a true hero."

Melissa's eyes widened slightly, her body shook a few times invisibly, and the three tickets in her hand fell to the ground weakly.

They face up and bear the title of the play The Return of the Earl.

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In the living room of Moretti's house, Leonard hardly dared to look at Melissa and Benson who were opposite.

But his mind always involuntarily flashed the appearance of the other party:

The youthful girl opened her eyes without saying a word, her pupils were out of focus, quietly like a doll.

The man who somewhat resembled Klein tried his best to maintain a normal posture, but he was always in a daze from time to time, and his speech would slow down a bit.

"That's how it happened. I'm sorry for this. I couldn't stop it in time. The Blackthorn Security Company, the police department, and those who were helped all promised to give you a pension, which is about 6,000 pounds..." Leonard looked Said slightly hesitantly.

Suddenly, Benson interrupted his words and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Where's his body? I mean Klein's body?"

He pursed his lips, paused and said:

"When will we see him?"

"In the company, you can do it now." Leonard replied with unconcealed sadness.

"Okay." Benson twitched his stiff mouth and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

Without waiting for Leonard to respond, he quickly entered the bathroom on the first floor, and closed the wooden door with a bang.

Walking to the sink, Benson turned on the faucet, letting the tap water drip down.

He bent down, lowered his head, held the water in both hands, and kept patting his face.

Patting and clapping, his movements suddenly stopped, and there was no change for a long time. Only the sound of running water echoed in the whole bathroom.

After dozens of seconds, Benson raised his head and looked into the mirror, only to see that his face opposite was covered with water droplets, and his eyes were so red that he could no longer hide them.

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A few days later, a corner of Raphael's cemetery.

After Dunn's funeral was over, everyone gathered in front of a new tombstone, with a black and white photo of Klein on it, a very bookish photo.

Melissa stood in front of the grave, her eyes were slack and out of focus, while Elizabeth beside her kept wiping away her tears.

Leonard, Benson, Frye, and Brett carried the coffin, walked over, and put it into the grave.

After the pastor's eulogy and their respective prayers, the earth began to fill in the rustling, and the black coffin was gradually covered.

At this time, Melissa squatted down and threw the copper whistle that her brother had found into it.

Leonard looked sideways at this scene, feeling very sad in his heart, and admired the girl's strength. After learning the bad news, she kept neither crying nor fussing, and her silence was so painful that it made people feel distressed.

The tomb was filled up and the stone slab was covered. Leonard finally looked at Klein's tombstone. His epitaph has three lines:

"Best brother;"

"Best brother;"

"Best colleague."

In a sad atmosphere, people from the Blackthorn Security Company gradually left. Selena and Elizabeth also left under the urging of their family members. Only Benson and Melissa were left at the scene.

"I'm going to hire a rented carriage..." Benson was in a very bad state, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

"Okay." Melissa nodded slightly.

Watching her brother's back go away, she stared back at the tombstone in a daze.

Suddenly, she squatted down and buried her face in her arms.

In the silence, after an unknown amount of time, Melissa suddenly cursed in a muffled voice:

"Fool!"

She cried, silent tears, continuous tears, unstoppable tears.

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Raphael's Tomb at night.

Azik with a bronze complexion stood in front of Klein's tomb holding a bunch of white flowers. He didn't speak for a long time, and finally sighed and said to himself:

"Sorry, I'm ten minutes late."

"But I should know who it is..."

He bent down and put down the bunch of flowers, turned and left the cemetery and Tingen, but did not take the brass whistle.

The crimson moon is shining here, and there is an indescribable tranquility and desolation,

Suddenly, the stone slab that sealed the tomb was turned, and a slightly pale hand stretched out from the soil.

Stretched out!

Wow!

The stone slab was pushed away, and the coffin lid was pushed away. Klein sat up and looked around blankly.

His memory was still frozen on the pair of shiny leather boots and the palm of his hand holding the urn of St. Selina, and then he seemed to fall into a dreamless sleep.

Klein instinctively lowered his head, unbuttoned his clothes, and looked at his left chest. He saw that the hideous wound and the missing piece of his heart were wriggling and healing, just like when he saw the gun hole in his temple recovering rapidly from the mirror. Same, only different, this time slower and harder.

PS: Thank you again for your reward!

Well, when the first part is finished, I will post the information of "0-08" on the WeChat official account. Some of the information is basically what can be summarized, reasoned, and associated earlier. There are no spoilers involved. You can think about it in advance. Think about it and see how many you can match. (Pretend that there is no such thing as adding more, but to be honest, I definitely hope to add more thanks, but I think telling a good story is more important than adding more, if you can't have both, choose the former, after all, I am also 30 I'm so old, my energy is not as good as before)