Allen Funeral Home. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
Similar to Grande's structure, located opposite the warehouse where offices and living spaces are located, is the cremation room for Allen's funeral. There is no work in the incineration room, only the employee rest area that has been reorganized and decorated is open. It can be seen that Allen's sudden takeover of high-end funerals was a bit hasty after all. The area that was temporarily turned into an auditorium was too crude, and the air was still filled with the pungent smell of fresh paint.
But this did not affect this farewell-like ceremony. On the contrary, it was somewhat fitting.
This is a strange feeling. It seems that grief and misery are interchangeable things in republican culture. Death is certainly sad, but is it tragic? Uh... everyone will die. Is it necessary to let a group of people who are not dead kneel around the coffin and cry loudly to express "misery"
There is no point in criticizing here. The only person who can give an objective answer to the atmosphere of this funeral is probably Mo, who is a calm observer as a staff member.
Someone actually asked.
Hamilton leaned against the wall and approached Mo with a gloomy face, "Where did you find these people! Tsk! And who asked you to add these damn things to the process! I've seen republican funerals in the West! It's not like this at all. Dramatic!”
To actually call it a dramatization, well, let’s call it objective. After all, in normal life, you rarely see this kind of scene of a bunch of people crying and howling so indulgently together in public. To be honest, it's very shocking.
Mo glanced at Hamilton, "Are there many Republicans in the west?"
Hamilton probably didn't expect to be asked a question, but he still answered, saying that he had nothing to hide, "It's quite a lot anyway. Well, you can't possibly think that our Sabbat's promotion of trade with the Republic is decided casually! Both of us have been Work hard to pay…”
Hamilton was probably trying to say that there was a lot of 'trading' going on between the West and the Republic before the international trade agreement moved forward.
Mo obviously didn't care about this kind of thing. He waved his hand to interrupt and stopped looking at Hamilton. "On behalf of Grande, the business request I received was a traditional republican funeral. This is tradition. The Western Republicans may have forgotten it. I don't care. No, in Barton? Humph, since the funeral is in my hands, this is what I do, and the things before the burial are my job. So, shut up and follow my process."
The corners of Hamilton's eyes twitched. He wanted to say something else, but Mo gave him no chance and turned around to walk out of the temporary auditorium.
Because someone out there seems to need a little 'help'.
When Zach found out that Darcy had brought the media, he didn't say that the media had no influence on Grande, but it was not a good thing for the current Allen Funeral Home, right
Allen dealt with the reporters very roughly and locked them all outside the auditorium. Just now, the door of the auditorium opened a crack, and someone attending the funeral silently went out.
Hamilton glanced in that direction and did not continue to pester Mo for two reasons. In the first one, there were reporters outside holding photos and photography equipment. The second one, that person, is James.
As soon as James stood outside, a flash of light almost blinded him. Just after recovering from the dazzling scene, the field of vision was filled with countless microphones and expectant eyes, and, "Why are there so many tragic cries inside? Is the scene out of control?" "Republican funeral costumes are really completely different from ours. On the contrary?" "The funeral expenses were paid entirely by Mr. Fisher..."
Not what James answered.
"It's not out of control." Mo didn't squeeze James out of the way, but very cleverly made his body appear at the focus of the microphone. "This is a ritual expression of the republican people, 'We are not ready yet. Good riddance to you'." Smiling, "You have priests who say 'everything is wonderful in heaven' at the burial, and we have cries 'Why did you leave so early'." Objective smile, "ceremony." Hands. Helping James to move aside, the question naturally had to be answered, "Then, yes, white is the color of traditional republican funerals. It's a long story, but if you want to know, the deceased Sir, for the honorable gentleman, he donated a large number of books on republican culture to the Barton Library. You can learn about it yourself." Ignoring James's meaningless resistance, he went to the main location of Allen Funeral Home Moved, "Then, yes. But Mr. Fisher did not attend the current farewell ceremony. He was waiting for the white banquet after the burial in the private room of Lis... Yuri Hotel. I don't know the specifics, after all, we are at Grande Funeral Home The direct successor to the funeral home is Allen Funeral Home, and it is Allen who pays Grande’s remuneration.” It is necessary that these reporters need to know which funeral home is answering their questions.
Fragmentary questions are still popping up from reporters' mouths.
Mo's eyes had already turned away, and he soon saw Sam chatting with a bunch of Allen's employees and gave him a look.
Seim was very self-conscious and began to attract the attention of reporters. Mo Deyi fixed James' body, separated from the crowd, and walked to a quiet place.
The stairwell is similar to the original Grande layout. The second floor is the living area, the first floor is the kitchen, dining room, office, and the basement. Well, it is the basement, where the corpses are stored.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard the sound of something breaking.
Mo ignored it and just glanced inside when passing by the kitchen. It was Cyrus and Briar, 'chatting'. Just quote one sentence to let everyone know what they are 'talking about'. "Do you regret it? Loving me forever has really become forever. Are you afraid?"
Mo pushed James upstairs.
Allen Funeral Home also has a place similar to Grande's recreation room. Perhaps because he has a biological son, the recreation room is much better than Grande's and is now being used. Chris is inside playing a game with Lutz Michler Sembra. It seems that the battle is very fierce, and the screen is full of gaudy colors.
Mo probably didn't want to wander around in other people's homes, so he said, "Chris, let me borrow your room."
"Oh." Then he reacted instantly, "Wait a minute! My room..."
It was already too late, Mo and James had already gone in and locked the door.
"What are you going to do, Police Lance..." Mo just paused with a serious expression on his face. Because she saw the sleeping girl lying on Chris's bed... Tsk, there is no need to cover up for this guy, Sissi, the sleeping saint Sissi.
Mo raised his hand and drew a circle in the air. After the faint cyan membrane erected in the room, he took a deep breath and pretended not to see anything, "What do you want to do? Detective Lance." This was Asked why James left midway.
"I need fresh air, can't I!" James replied, but his eyes seemed to be unable to leave Sissi on the bed for a while.
We can be 'grateful' with a heart that is not too big a deal. After all, it is winter. After all, just looking at the exposed head, it is impossible to tell what is going on under the heavy quilt.
"Stop covering it up." Mo probably thought it was not good for James to always stare at a sleeping girl like this, so he blocked James' view, "I know you can't stand the depressive atmosphere inside." Shrugging Shoulder, "I don't blame you, negative emotions are contagious, but as I just answered the reporter, it is tradition, and it should be like that." But Mo did not have the smile he had just answered the reporter, it was with a joking sarcasm. , "If it makes you feel better, huh, I can tell you that the republicans who are crying and suffering for the deceased inside now actually did not know the deceased at all. They were strangers I hired in the southeast. This It's just a ceremony, just like you priests, you don't know whether heaven is beautiful or not." Mo turned his head and glanced at Sissi, who was sleeping soundly behind the blue diaphragm. This was unnecessary caution.
James was even more gloomy, "I know!"
This made Mo curious. Even Hamilton had doubts about this ritual. What could James in front of him know
It was Mo who misunderstood. What James knew was, "I know that these republicans attending the funeral have nothing to do with the deceased! When the police were trying to find commonalities among the murdered republicans, they investigated the victim's social relationships. There Everyone has nothing to do with the victim! The only thing they have in common is that they are republicans!”
"Oh." Mo raised her eyebrows, not paying much attention. She brought James here specifically to say, "Then you have nothing to feel uncomfortable about. You know those people are not grieving, they are just moved by me. , um." Pay attention to Mo's words, it's a bit important, "They threatened you, and then you were paid. You don't need to ask for trouble because of their performance and increase your own self-blame as a policeman for not solving the case so far." Mo didn't want to care about the change in James's expression after she said the 'threat'. The key point she wanted to say came out now, "Facing reporters with self-blame is asking for trouble. You know their gang very well." What will the detective ask you after satisfying their curiosity about the funeral? And you have nothing to tell them."
The following is Mo Chun's complaint, "You will be unhappy, and then you will take your unhappiness to Grande, and then Zach, my boss, will most likely ask me some questions that I don't want to answer. You are not good , everyone is bad." Looking at James, "Do you want your momentary unhappiness to make everyone unhappy?"
James stared at Mo, and said every word in an extremely gloomy and childish manner, "I didn't ask Zach for help at first to investigate the case. I won't now, and I won't in the future either!!"
Mo directly gave James a roll of his eyes, "Don't be stupid. Uh." He said contemptuously, "Don't be so naive. You may not want to admit it, but Zach is already helping you, unless you even connect Wes, your new partner. I don’t want to admit it either. Besides.” He said helplessly, “Zac has encountered some inexplicable things in the past few days in order to help you. If you go to him with this attitude, I guarantee you will be even more uncomfortable.”
Mo is probably talking about Zach’s constant encounters with the bus on Route 27. Speaking of helping Wes investigate the case, isn't that the main reason why Zach keeps going out these days.
James is very James, "I don't care what happens to him!"
"Hmph." Mo looked at James and shook his head, too lazy to dwell on this issue. "Let me remind you, it's not the most difficult part now. After the burial, everyone will go to Lis... Tsk!" Mo curled his lips, she I always said it wrong, "After Yuri Hotel, the atmosphere will take a complete turn. No one will cry anymore, no one will talk about anything about the deceased. You will find that the republicans are better able to adapt to death than you federal people." Tens of thousands times.”
Mo instantly showed a look of disgust. Maybe someone noticed what Mo said to Hamilton before, the process before the burial is her job, the tradition she wants to present, and the things after the burial, that is, after using up Grande's The process after the cemetery is as arbitrary as Hamilton's.
I remember that when Mo told Zach about the Republican funeral yesterday, when he mentioned that the Republican would go to the Yuri Hotel to hold a banquet, he also said that it was a matter that Allen Funeral Home had to deal with. She didn't care, but she didn't care about Zach. The reason was that it would be embarrassing to meet Maitreya. Combined with her statement above that she didn't want Zach to ask about something she didn't want to answer, it was obvious that she was hiding something. But it is obvious that she cannot say what she is hiding now. "At that time, those reporters' questions will no longer be affected by death. Are you ready to respond to their questions about these cases?"
James tilted his head irritably and said in a low voice, "I have a manuscript prepared by Darcy."
Mo was not Zach and would not remind James to maintain professional respect for Darcy, so he rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Just be prepared." After saying that, he looked back at Saint Darcy who was still sleeping. Qian, shook her head, "Go out, if you have nothing to do, go and help distribute those to relatives..."
Before Mo finished speaking, she and James looked at Sissi at the same time. Because Sissi suddenly sat up and stared at the wall next to Chris's single bed in the direction of the entrance to the Allen Funeral Home.
The thick cup began to slide down the shoulders of the girl who stood upright.
Two things happened at the same time, one was Mo's hand that quickly covered James' eyes, and the other was Sissi who suddenly turned towards the two of them: "Who is there!!" accompanied by golden light.
The blue diaphragm shook and shattered. Mo, who was covering James's eyes, pursed his lips and raised his hand to point at Sissi's...
Sissi grabbed the slipping cup in surprise, "Why are you here?! Where is Chris!!"
"Playing games with Zach's Lesembra in the recreation room." Mo answered very honestly and objectively, and of course, kept his hand covering James' eyes.
"Boys are all pigs!!"
Don't worry about the girl's exclamation, and have some respect for this saint. Let us skip the three seconds of gold and clothes flying around.
Mo put down the hand that was blocking James' sight. Sissi was already standing neatly in front of the two of them, shrouded in gold and extremely dazzling.
Mo and James didn't wait for them to say goodbye consciously and retreat.
"Alpha and the Vampire Clan are here! What are they doing here?!"
"Benjamin and Mokawi?" Mo's response was faster and more accurate, because at the same time as her confirmation, "Benjamin and Zach?" came from James, an instinctive reaction that made the detective ashamed.
Sissi just rolled her eyes. It sounded like these two people didn't know anymore, so what else was there to say? Every moment she stayed here gave her the urge to send her boyfriend to hell! So, "Tell Chris if I don't get an apology from him, don't ever see me again!!" and, "Tell anyone! Y'all!" Go to hell? No. Don’t let me down. We know enough about Mo and James’s attitude towards the faith of the Holy Lord, and we also know enough about Saint Sissi. Therefore, if the Saint wants to threaten these two people in front of us, the real curse is, "I will Tear your soul into a thousand pieces!!”
Dazzling in the golden light, also disappearing in the golden light.
Cut a perspective.
In the car parked in front of the Allen Funeral Home, when Benjamin personally helped to unbuckle the seat belt, Mokawei looked regretful, "Oh~ the saint left~ she should have participated~"
Benjamin, "Haha, her loss."