On Sunday, when the first notes of the hymn appeared, the Holy Light came.
However, it seems to have landed in the wrong location. It did not fall into the church where believers in the Holy Lord's faith can bask in the holy light. Instead, it landed in the backyard of a funeral home in the South District.
"Angel~" Maya began to circle around the golden light, "I haven't seen an angel yet~"
"Come and help Maya." Alice shouted in the kitchen, "It needs to be done before Laura comes." Grande's sister was preparing snacks to visit Teacher Trisha again. Laura and the others will come to pick them up soon. By the way, They will also inspect Matthew's spray paint. If they are satisfied, Alice will be allowed to drive it in the afternoon, and Lola's driver will personally instruct her on driving techniques.
Oh, can you already guess what Laura is planning? Yes, if Alice has her own car, Laura will also... haha.
Maya took one last look at the woman walking out of the golden light, "I'm Maya, what's your name?"
"Crawley." was the reply.
"Nice to meet you, Crowley." Maya smiled and went to the kitchen.
The conversation in Grande’s backyard won’t end there.
"Can't you change your name?" James. Yes, James is here. Someone should still remember that Coulson's family loves worship, so James can move around freely now.
"No." Crowley answered. She didn't seem to be used to the burden behind her. She unfolded, folded, unfolded, folded, and repeatedly adjusted her state. "This name and identity are packaged. It was created by the Holy Lord." It was given to Crowley when she was a child, and it can't be changed."
"But you are actually still the original mirror person..." Based on what Zach said yesterday that was not easy to understand, today, James came to ask for details. He was lucky, and now he has witnessed it with his own eyes, "Didi, Right?" But he didn't seem very convinced himself. He stared at Crowley, and time seemed to go back. The back of Mary's Church was exactly the same as the first appearance of the fallen angel, except that the surrounding flames had become golden.
Crowley pursed her lips and brushed away her long, messy hair. It seemed that the habitual action of the fallen angel had also caught up with her, "Didi is not my name either. It's just a poor person who once had such a miserable life that he gave up on himself. A woman’s name.”
James stopped talking and looked at Zach. Zach, on the other hand, looked at the angel Crowley who appeared in the backyard with a meaningless smile. James pushed Zach, "Say something!"
Grant James this wish, "You're here, Grand seems to be your first stop, we're deeply honored."
Crowley turned her head, and the brown-black wolf walked out of the warehouse. It belonged to Benjamin, "With Avatadaas..."
It's improved a bit, at least it's starting to have syllables, but it still needs to be translated, but it's a pity that Matthew is accompanying his father in worship.
"Don't try to understand, it must be welcome..." Zach looked at Benjamin's wolf head shaking, "No? What about 'my first time seeing an archangel'? No?" Zach curled his lips, "Benjamin, I didn't know you wanted to say what."
The wolf turned back to the warehouse.
"I think I know what he wants to say." Crowley turned around and walked towards the warehouse.
Just keep up.
On the second floor of the warehouse, Benjamin finally returned to his human body. He was wrapped in a blanket, leaning against the guardrail, and gestured toward the ceiling, "The wings of the fallen angel are blowing."
The huge, spread-out black wings were flat against the ceiling of the warehouse. There were shadowy black figures in the space, which were falling feathers that were slowly breaking away from the black wings. It was probably not an illusion. Every time a black feather fell to the ground and dissipated, the burden behind Crowley became fuller.
Probably because he had never seen such a sight, even Zach admired it quietly for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, "Crowley, I'm going to be disappointed. You came to Grande to pick up this piece of clothing that the Fallen Angel left behind." Grande’s token?”
"I'm an angel now." Crowley looked up at the black wings that kept falling feathers, "How do I pick them up?"
How to understand this sentence
In this way - if the inheritor is unfortunately reincarnated as a chrysanthemum, you will ask for trouble and say, "Look, there is an inheritor blooming there", no, you will probably just ignore it and step on it. It doesn't matter, you just stepped on a zou chrysanthemum. The poor broken plant behind your feet is just a broken corpse of a Zouju. It is not a magical species.
"Sorry." Zach understood quickly, "Sometimes, I think in the wrong direction."
"It doesn't matter." Crowley shook her head and began to back away, "I shouldn't stay here any longer. It seems to think I am its owner. I don't want the fallen angel to think I am stealing her things."
"I don't understand! These!" James was always the out-of-place guy, "Now there are two Crowleys?!" But of course, maybe his answer, the person he wanted to know, was Zach.
Since we are leaving the warehouse anyway, Zach can explain it casually, "Do you look at your own image in the mirror and think there are two selves in the world?"
"of course not!"
"Then why do you think there are two Crowleys?"
"Because!" James pointed one finger to the angel Crowley and the other to the north, specifically pointing to the Mary Church in the North District. The expression was very clear.
"I remember when you and Wes were looking at Nick's information at the Southern District Police Station. It said that his domestic violence prosecution was withdrawn by Didi." Zach waved his hand, "Then let me ask you, the mirror you met later Didi, the Didi who testified, cooperated with the police, and convicted Nick, is the one you saw in the documents, the one who aggrieved and dropped the case."
Before James could answer, Benjamin's voice came from the warehouse, "It's still shedding."
Retreating to the backyard is obviously not enough, so continue away, exit the backyard, and go onto the gravel road.
"Are you trying to say that they just have the same name and appearance, but they are actually two completely different people!"
"Yeah." Zach shrugged and glanced at Crowley, who had her head lowered and drifted forward intently. "But don't apply what I said to any mirror people. Not all mirror people can accept their own will. , with self-awareness. Well, if you want to know more, you should ask Sibella, she knows more about alien souls."
"Don't keep asking me to ask Sibella!" James was actually upset, "You did this! I'm asking you!"
Zach raised his eyebrows and smiled, "After you left yesterday, did you go to Sibella to ask about the situation in the central part?" It was not surprising at all. James' persistent character was not mentioned, "The progress of the inquiry was not good. good… "
Zach must have said it right, "Don't change the subject!"
Zach is so kind and considerate, "Then, what else do you want to ask?"
"Mirror Man picks up things abandoned by others. This... uh, how does it work?!" It is indeed a difficult question to express.
"How should I put it?" Zach touched his chin, "Didi gave up the miserable and abused life in Barton and beside Nick." He gestured to Crowley, "He was picked up. Well, so I know you. Didi, the Mirror Man. And somewhere somewhere, Didi is living a new life leaving everything behind."
Maybe with more examples, James could understand better, but it's a pity that the example of Allen's funeral accountant only lasted a few days, and it really didn't show anything that could be used as an argument.
"So the former Mirror Man Diddy just repeated the real Diddy's pitiful life in Barton? Because the real Diddy left all this behind and escaped from Barton?!" James' mood was probably a little confusing.
"She didn't want to leave at first, she just gave up her dignity." Crowley spoke, "I encouraged her to leave."
Zach and James looked at Crowley at the same time, probably in surprise.
"What? I was very innocent at the time. The more things she gave up, the more I picked up, and the more complete I became. What else can be left behind than a person who puts down his entire life and starts over?"
The three guys were quiet for a while while walking on the gravel road.
James stared at Zach, "You also call this self-will? Free consciousness!!"
"Wouldn't you be happier to confirm that Crowley is not the fallen angel?" Zach wanted to change the subject again.
"No!" James waved his hand, "This is not good at all! Obviously this Crowley..." He stopped talking, Crowley was right next to him.
"You can rest assured. If I were still that simple and just wanted to enrich myself, I wouldn't take the initiative to stay away from Grande now. There are many things in the wings of the fallen angel."
James pursed his lips, "Then what did you pick up in heaven? Don't talk about the 'glory' of angels! I don't understand!" Well, the problem has been transferred, and Zach is safe for the time being.
"I'm not sure." Crowley shook her head. "I don't seem to feel Crowley's past emotions, memories... anything that can conventionally define an individual. I seem to have just accepted this angel. identity of."
"No individual identity?" James didn't seem to understand.
Zach carefully controlled his volume to prevent James from pointing the question at him, "That's what the Holy Lord's faith is, creating an identity, and then the individual develops with this identity. You don't need to understand, you just need to know that the person in front of you, It's an angel, except for the pair of wings in the warehouse that might be mistaken for the person, but we, being smart, can't possibly be confused."
James glared at Zach and continued to face Crowley, "Then what does your identity mean? It is impossible for a fallen angel to take back this identity, uh, glory, so now you are not a mirror person at all, you are an angel. Yes, right!" This was said to make himself sure.
"Yes." Crowley nodded and stopped moving forward. They had already reached the entrance of Route 27, and Benjamin's "still shedding" finally stopped. "But I still feel a little confused. I have a feeling. I have a special feeling that I should serve a certain existence higher than me, but I can't feel him, or her, uh, or it." She was talking about the Holy Lord and glanced at Zach, "So, I also I don’t quite understand what I want to do now that I have become an angel. It seems you are right, I now have a life that is completely under my control.”
"Don't be too happy too early!" James was ignorant of current affairs. "If you don't feel it now, you will feel it one day! You are an angel, and you still have to do what an angel should do!"
Zach patted James and said, "You are talking about a being that becomes and does not have to do anything." Are ants crawling on the ground because they like to crawl? No, it is an ant, so it has to crawl!
James stopped talking.
"Anyway, I don't feel anything bad about being an angel." Crowley pursed her lips, "Before coming, Camille also told me his hope that as a coaching angel to train new angels, I I feel that if this identity comes with such an ability and can help him, I won't reject it." She raised her eyebrows, "Actually, it feels good to be needed. I feel that my existence has some meaning. And It’s not something abandoned by others, I’m just a scavenger who happened to pick it up.”
At the intersection of the gravel road and Route 27, the three guys were quiet for a while.
Zach broke the silence again with laughter, "Then I guess I should feel honored. Your first stop after returning to the world is to come to Grande to thank me, right?"
Although she probably wanted to be speechless to this vampire, "Yes, thank you." Crowley looked at Zach and pouted, "But you are still not a good person, I keep my point of view!"
"Madison's point of view," Zach reminded.
"Then I agree!"
Zach probably wanted to continue saying something, but his eyes were uncontrollably drawn to a black spot north of Route 27.
The black dot moves very quickly. In a moment, it took shape, Laura's car, coming to pick up Alice. From a distance, the driver waved to Zach.
Zach raised his hand in response, pulling James out of the way.
When passing by, the car slowed down and stopped. This is polite, "Zach!" Laura poked her head out of the window and said hello with an aggravated tone and a roll of her eyes. Then it became much more normal, "Detective, good morning."
The angel that did not exist in the field of vision was naturally ignored.
Zach's eyes were very sharp, "Who is this?" He pointed at a certain 'porcelain doll' in the car window, "I've never seen it before."
Kepler poked his head out, "My niece, Eve, didn't Alice tell you about it? Benjamin has seen her. She must be with us today!"
"Oh, Eve." Zach smiled. He couldn't be too carried away or too pushy, so he looked at the people in the car and said, "Kyle is coming too. Haha, let's go. Alice and Maya are getting ready. dessert."
The car window was raised and it started moving again, moving away from the three people in the same place.
"Then, I accept your thanks, is there anything else?" Zach looked at Crowley, ready to say goodbye.
"Except for that vampire, Eve, and that boy." Crowley ignored Zach, "Kyle, you tell me."
"Well, Kyle Barton, what's wrong?"
"He also looked at me." Crowley pursed her lips.
"Oh, he can also see the wings of the fallen angel." Zach waved his hand, not wanting to talk about a topic he didn't know about, "That's his little secret."
Crowley shook her head, as if she didn't want to care. She glanced at James and nodded, "Detective." Goodbye.
The golden light folded like origami, and the angel Crowley disappeared. (.)