"What? You said that last night, Levine Boger did not go back to the hotel? ”

At 8 o'clock in the morning, in the Church of Truth, Ma Wei, who was cleaning the statue, turned his head and looked at Xiao Hei below in surprise.

"yes!" Xiao Hei nodded, and said quickly: "At first, I thought that he had gone to a certain group member's room to do something bad, and he didn't dare to act rashly, but I didn't see him come back until the morning, which made me frightened, but fortunately, the cat he raised knew everything, and he was threatened by me, and he recruited them all!" ”

Ma Wei slid down the ladder, put the mop in his hand aside, sat on the bench, picked up Xiao Hei, and asked, "Did you really succeed?" ”

"That's it!"

Xiao Hei's head was raised, and he said proudly: "No matter what, Xiao Hei, I also crawled on the street back then!" ”

"Although I failed to mix, the reason is not me! It's Ah Hua that they are xenophobic! ”

"Back then, when you were beaten to death by other cats, and when you were about to breathe, it was Fat Orange who picked you up, otherwise you would have been dead on the street, okay?"

"That's... I was young..."

"Let's get down to business! What did you ask for on Friday? ”

Xiao Hei looked around, climbed onto Ma Wei's shoulder, and whispered, "Levin Bojie actually...."

A few minutes later....

"Huh."

After listening to Xiao Hei's words, the corners of Ma Wei's mouth grinned, and he couldn't help but sneer.

The circus show ended at 10 p.m., and Levine Berger didn't go back to his room to sleep so late because he didn't have a date with some beautiful lady......

He had already been around Marvey and Sherlock Holmes.

"It's so like..."

Ma Wei sighed: "This game has been started since yesterday morning... Blackie, you're doing a good job, what reward do you want? ”

"I want a book!"

"Books?"

Ma Wei looked at it in disbelief, suspecting that he had misheard: "You want to read a book?" ”

"That's right! Little Black I am also a lucky cat who has received the gift of the goddess, belongs to one of the founders of the Church of Truth, and will be the archbishop in the future! How can you be an idiot without a brain? ”

The founder... I haven't even skimmed these eight words, I'm still just a priest, and you're already thinking about becoming an archbishop....

Ma Wei smiled and shook his head: "I promise you, what book do you want to read?" ”

"Shakespeare Anthology!"

"Okay, I'll buy it for you when I get back, but don't let your guard down, continue to let the cats keep an eye on the hotel and the circus, and notify me as soon as there is a situation."

"Got it!"

After Xiao Hei left, Ma Wei finished cleaning the rest of the house, entered the small room on the side of the idol, picked up a black silk shawl, and put it on his body.

After breakfast, when Yunia, who had just finished brushing her teeth, came down from upstairs, she happened to see Ma Wei changing clothes, and couldn't help asking, "Dad, are you going out?" ”

"Well, go and officiate at the funeral." Ma Wei said.

The curse killed many people, including many believers in the Church of Truth, and as a priest, Mavi had to proclaim the gospel and rest the souls of believers, which was also part of his daily job.

"Can Yunia come along?"

"Of course, let's go change your clothes."

"Hmm!"

....................................

The rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell, and it cracked on the coffin in the pit, and the sky was thundering and thundering, and the wind was raging.

Ma Wei stood in front of the pit, without an umbrella or hat, and let the cold rain pour down on his face, his robe dancing in the wind, his expression solemn, looking ahead, and reciting the prayer aloud: "He is a qualified husband, a kind father, and our sincere and beloved friend, and when he is gone, his soul will rest in peace, the truth will always be with him, pain will no longer disturb him, everything will be peaceful, there will be no more strife, no more sickness..."

Around, the family members were dressed in black, wearing pitch-black tulle on their heads, crying so much that they couldn't breathe and fainted several times.

"May the Goddess forgive you as you forgive others.

Man comes from dust and returns to dust.

May your soul always be with the Goddess and eternal peace...."

After the prayer was recited, Ma Wei leaned down, picked up some dust, and sprinkled it on the coffin, and then the workers standing on both sides immediately waved their shovels to bury the coffin.

"Lady Salton, please mourn."

Ma Wei came to the family and said softly: "If you encounter any difficulties, you can seek the help of the Church of Truth, this is the promise of the goddess to the believers, and it is also something that I firmly believe. ”

"Thank you... Thank you... Father..."

Mrs. Salton wept silently, and cried into a tearful person, clutching Mavi's palm, not knowing how to express her gratitude.

After several funerals in a row, Ma Wei was already exhausted, but he knew that it was not time to rest, because he was waiting for him in a four-wheeled carriage with the words 'Ross Police Station' on the carriage not far away.

Superintendent Macmillan stood beside the carriage, holding a black umbrella, and the water droplets in a line fell, the red fire in the carriage flickered and dimmed, and a pair of gray eyes were watching him through the glass.

Saying goodbye to the family, Ma Wei walked over with Yunia quickly, and Inspector Macmillan personally opened the car door, and when they entered the car, he closed the umbrella and leaned over to follow.

"What the hell weather!"

The umbrella hung by the door, and Macmillan complained as he shook the rain from his boots: "I haven't moved for the first two days, and I have to wait until today to rain!" ”

Sherlock Holmes pulled out a few chocolates from his pocket and handed them to Marvey and Macmillan: "Why do you want to host a funeral in such weather?" Eat it to warm up. ”

"There is no way, the family set a date for the burial the day before yesterday." Ma Wei took the chocolate, stuffed it into Yunia, and said helplessly: "It's just too unlucky, it started to rain as soon as I arrived at the cemetery outside the city, and the coffins have already been put down, so I can't carry it up and take it back!" ”

"It's also said that no one is comfortable with this kind of thing." Instead of taking the chocolate, Superintendent Macmillan took out a small silver tin can from his arms, unscrewed the spout, and poured it up: "Whew... On a rainy day, you should drink brandy to ward off the cold! Father, do you have a little bit? ”

"Thanks, I don't drink."

Mavi glanced at him, "I think you should have some chocolate." ”

"Why?" Macmillan was a little confused.

"Suppress the smell of wine in your mouth, if you are smelled by Baron Bill... I don't know how to get angry. ”

"It's okay to drink a little! It's time to relieve stress! ”

"Father is right, you really deserve some chocolate." Holmes suddenly said, "If, I mean if... The Rose Monster thief stole the Blood Rose, then Baron Bill will definitely find someone to take the blame, I and the priest belong to supernumerary personnel, and friendship is not responsible for helping, and you, Macmillan.... Definitely the first one. ”

"In this case, if you are still drunk, then all the blame will fall on you."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Macmillan grabbed the chocolate, took a vicious bite, and muttered, "Surely you won't let the Rose Thief steal the Blood Rose?" I still want to be promoted to the General Directorate..."

"Who knows?"

Sherlock Holmes and Mavi glanced at each other, and said in a solemn tone: "He's not an ordinary person...."