When he woke up, Karen found himself sitting with his back against the wall of the cell, his neck was slightly sore, and he subconsciously put his hand on the back of his neck and gave it a gentle thump.

I should have fallen asleep, but the quality of my sleep was not good. It was like having a very long dream, and in the dream, there was always an annoying bug flying around under my nose, causing me to have to keep sleeping.

Blinking to drive it away.

"I feel so tired from sleeping..."

It was a rare occasion that Karen did not get a sense of fulfillment after sleeping. Because of her habits in her previous life, Karen's definition of sleep was more like recharging one's own energy.

In front of him, Vicolet lay there quietly, his eyes wide open and motionless.

Karen stood up. He didn't know how long he had slept. He couldn't see the sun or the moon in the detention room.

He walked over, raised his feet, and gently touched Vicolet who was lying on the ground.

Vicolay's body looked like it was made of marshmallows, instantly losing its human form and turning into a puddle of gray clean dust.

So clean...you can even put it in a delicate box as a Valentine's Day gift.

He died, and his death could not be "transparent".

Although there is a little bit of shortcomings in Karen in the middle process, judging from the results, his death process should not be too easy and simple.

After walking out of the cell, he walked up to the upper floor. When he passed the cell where Trison was, Karen heard the sound coming from inside. Trison's face was pressed against the railing, staring at him:

"What did you and Vicolay talk about?"

Karen shook his head. He didn't really want to talk right now. If possible, he would like to take a shower first.

"You can talk to me." Trison said, "Vikolay is just a spoiled child. If you talk to me, I can reach some agreements with you on behalf of our Dun family and the existence behind my family.

, my requirements are not high.”

A night of calmness and thinking allowed Trison to figure out something. If a person's mind is like a hot engine when he is stupid, now, he has at least cooled down a bit.

"Vicolay is dead."

After hearing this answer, Trison was stunned for a moment, but he immediately said: "Then let's stop the matter here, okay? The Naton family can accept some punishment and concessions, and I can even accept being transferred."

Karen shook his head and said: "The trigger has been pulled and it cannot be stopped."

Originally, the Naton family could still stand in a trench with the regional management office for defense. Now, both sides hope to use the Naton family as fireworks set off for a mutual cooperation banquet.

Seeing this, Terryson's temper boiled over and he began to abuse and curse Karen.

These uncle-nephews, oh no, are brothers, they really look alike.

Sometimes you will inevitably wonder how there can be such stupid and arrogant people in this world, but you will soon be relieved. Probably, it is because they grew up in an environment where there was nothing to be afraid of or rules to follow.

It's like a young man who has been doted on and has never experienced social "education". This has nothing to do with age.

Amidst Trison's scolding, Karen walked to the big iron door, pushed the door, but didn't push it. Then there was the sound of getting up outside the door. Old Keya opened the door, rubbed his eyes, and immediately changed his smile.

:

"Captain Cullen, are you finished?"

All night long, he tortured the "erasure criminal" all night long!

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, it should be, it should be, is that person still there?"

"Go and clean it up."

"Yes, don't worry, I will help you complete the post-execution procedures."

"OK, thanks."

"No, no, you are too polite."

Karen walked out of the detention center.

Old Keya went to kick some of his men awake and asked them to follow him down. When they entered Vicolay's cell and saw the clean and soft ash on the ground, everyone was stunned for a while.

"It's really tortured to ashes."

After so many years in the industry, although there are not many serious errands, the experience is still here. This is the first time for the old Keya to witness such an extreme post-execution scene.

"Captain Cullen looks very kind, unexpectedly..."

"I miss you so much, hurry up and get a broom and dustpan!"

"Yes, section chief!"

Trison saw old Keya and the others coming up with brooms and dustpans in their hands.

He said: "No matter what, you should let me say goodbye to my nephew's body and let me take one last look at him."

"Are you sure you want to see it?" Old Keya asked.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, and it will not involve you in the future." Trison said.

"Oh, okay, it's what you want to see. That, show it to him."

Several people lifted the dustpan and placed it in front of Trison.

Trison showed a puzzled look and asked loudly: "What does this mean?"

Old Keya hurriedly said:

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't blow your brother away."

Terryson: "..."

…

On the terrace at the top of the stairs, Richard was telling Philomena his experience of the battle with Vicolay for the fortieth time.

In fact, he didn't want to talk anymore, or wanted to change the topic, but because he had gone to the bathroom earlier, a newly recruited restaurant staff came over and asked Philomena what kind of food everyone usually likes to eat.

.

Because everyone in the team was busy with something, the staff finally found someone who didn't look busy and seemed to be taking a rest.

With a cold face, Philomena announced the dishes one by one.

After the restaurant staff left, Richard happened to come back. Philomena stood up and said something that made Richard dumbfounded:

"Tell me more about the details of your battle with Vicolay, and I'll give you some advice."

What can he do? Richard can only satisfy her;

The two came to the terrace, pretended to be discussing work seriously, and continued to tell her about their fierce battle experience with "a ball of ash".

At this time, Karen came up from downstairs.

"team leader."

"team leader."

"Um."

Karen nodded to them and continued walking to his office.

After Karen left, Philomena said: "I heard that the captain went to the execution last night."

"Well, yes, obliteration execution, I don't mind using any method, as long as the deceased cannot be resurrected."

"But it looks like the captain is very tired."

"Yes, I rarely see Karen so tired. Under normal circumstances, he always gives people a very normal feeling, that is, he looks normal in all aspects."

"So, revenge doesn't bring happiness to the captain, only exhaustion?"

"Well, real revenge should be like this." Richard said.

"Then after I kill my grandma, will I do the same thing?"

"Of course, you will feel empty and helpless, even...confused. It's like your life is suddenly in a state of weightlessness."

"Will it?"

"Yes."

"Then do you think I still want to kill her?"

Richard shrugged. Of course he knew that this was not a question of whether to kill or not, and Philomena was not asking for his opinion. This was an inevitable result.

However, Richard still comforted him: "We untie the knot on the rope, not to gain anything from it, but so that life can go on."

"Keep going."

"Your grandma is the end of the last period of your life, and you always have to mark it; only then can you start writing your own story on a new line, right?"

"But I don't know what to write."

"This is nothing special. In fact, many people are like this, and I am like this too. Do you think that when I am here, staying with Karen, I am writing my own story? I am just copying Karen's

The sample article is there, so I'll just copy it. I'll try to find out where there are things I can add so that it doesn't look too obvious.

Not everyone is born with the ability to write articles. They all first look at others, imitate others, and take steps step by step before they can write their own things.

It's like learning to ride a bicycle. In the beginning, someone has to support you from behind so that you can get on the road."
To be continued...