After waking up

This is just one of many poor civilian families. The male head of the family died in the war, leaving only the mother and her son, who was still two years old, to depend on each other. They usually lived a hard life, but bad luck enveloped them and they were regarded as The son whom the family hoped for was tainted with evil and his soul was almost swallowed by an evil spirit.

Although Handel was doing the recording and closing of the case from beginning to end, Mulan had been observing the condition of the hostess of the household. Her body was thin and her face looked old, and some of her finger joints were wrapped with dirty strips of cloth stained with blood. , in addition to potatoes, the food at home even includes picked-up potato peels.

It was just past noon when we left the residential building, but the street was still very dark. Handel had gone out to call a taxi in advance, while Alvin walked in front happily, but Mulan's face was a little solemn.

"What's wrong, Mulan?"

Mulan came back to his senses and shook his head slightly.

"There are two things that I am more concerned about. Ivan, are there any special records about sacred objects in the church?"

"There should be some, but I haven't noticed it before. I should try to check the information in this area. Do you have any questions?"

Alvin already knows Mulan's temper quite well. He never beats around the bush in front of his friends, and what he asks is definitely related to what he wants to do.

After hearing Aiwen's words, Mulan was not polite.

"Help me check if there are any holy objects or special elements related to eyes. I will also check the relevant information in the Black Castle. Well, it's best to keep it secret."

"Eye? Okay, I will find you if I have any news."

Ivan had full trust in Mulan. Seeing that Mulan didn't say much, he didn't ask too many questions. He had seen the light in Mulan's heart and knew that this was a soul that could get close to the true God.

"By the way, what's the second thing you care about?"

Facing Ai Wen's question, Mulan looked back at the alley behind him, thinking back to that family. The two silver coins he left behind were only the cost of two carriage rides for many people, but for them they might be more than half of the money. A food source for a month or even a month.

"The war pension that should be paid has not been paid."

It can't be said that they haven't been paid at all. The woman told Mulan that she had received a total of 10 yindi from the government subsidy, but 10 yindi was nothing!

"Among my old subordinates, are there any in their families who are struggling to survive in despair like this family?"

As a retired soldier who has experienced a cruel war, as a retired officer, Mulan feels a little depressed at the moment. He wants to know about those old subordinates who once relied on him and obeyed his command unconditionally, but died on the battlefield. , how is the family now?

Walking out of this dim street, Handel was already standing next to a carriage waiting. When he saw Mulan and Ivan coming, he quickly opened the door.

"Lord Jonest, Priest Alvin, please get in the car."

Handel was still a little excited until now. This trip was destined to be unforgettable for him. For the first time, he truly saw the possibility of another world, and saw things that usually only existed in rumors and legends. That kind of beast was terrifying. The roaring and cold feeling of the patient made him understand that there really are terrible things in the world.

Mullan smiled at Handel.

"I'm afraid there won't be many such things in the future. Remember not to search for anything in private."

"As you command, Master Jones!"

Alvin, who had already sat in the carriage, couldn't help but laugh inside. Mulan, an assistant, was very energetic, and this kind of person was suitable for following Mulan.

Mulan and Handel got on the carriage one after another, and the carriage began to move. This area was a bit like a slum, and many ragged children were seen through the window. After driving for a while, the scenery outside the window began to become brighter, and Di Gao The splendor is showing off outside the window.

Ivan was praying for something the whole time, and he had a strong sense of holiness. He said that he was about to choose the real path. The path of the church has its own system, and it seems to be simpler than what is written in the "Book of Abundance" .

York Regional Police, in the office at the end of the corridor on the third floor, Mullan is sitting at the table and writing.

"Dear Mrs. Auburn, I am Mullan Jonest. I was the superior officer directly under your husband's army. I deeply regret the death of your husband. I still cannot forget this letter about his bravery. Please allow me. Taking the liberty of asking. Looking forward to your reply, Mullan Jonest, November 23rd."

After writing one letter, Mulan immediately sealed the paper, then immediately picked up the pen and started writing the second letter.

Of course it was impossible for Mulan to know the family information of all his subordinates, but he still knew some of the more familiar ones, and even recorded them in his military notes. He wrote the contents of the letter first and went back to look up the address later.

He wrote more than a dozen letters in a row, and the content of each letter was different. Mulan could recall many stories of soldiers, remember those key moments, and write them into the letter, which could be considered as a way for them to The family members miss each other after seeing the letter. Of course, the purpose of each letter is the same, to inquire about the implementation of the pension.

By the time Mulan finished writing the letter, the lunch on the table was already cold. In such a cold weather, if you don't eat for more than ten minutes, it will lose its temperature.

Mulan put down his pen and stretched. Handel over there stood up immediately.

"Lord Jones, let me help you heat it up."

"No, you can eat it just like this."

Writing so many letters inevitably reminded Mulan of those war-torn years. During the most difficult times, being able to drink ice water and eat biscuits was a luxury.

Of course, Handel has already finished writing the report on today’s case.

The first day of work was very fulfilling. During the normal off-duty hours of the police station, Mullan and Handel also left the office. Someone in the police station had already taken the initiative to say hello to them. This was a good start.

Handel did not live in the Black Castle, and Mulan went home alone. Of course, he did not take the eerie main entrance, but came back from the market path. Many Black Castle insiders would also take that road.

It was a very huge market, and it was bustling with people in the evening. However, today Mulan had something to do and was in a hurry to go back. He had no intention of staying there any longer. He bought some vegetables and meat on the way and hurried back to the Black Castle.

While passing a path around the lake, Mulan met an acquaintance. Doli was sitting on a stone by the lake looking at the water in a daze. Mulan couldn't help but slow down a little.

"Dolly? I remember you don't live by this lake, right?"

Duo Li turned to look at Mulan.

"I just want to see every lake in the Black Castle. Mulan, I thought you were going to the lecture room today. What were you doing?"

The lecture room is actually a paid learning place in the Black Castle. In addition to borrowing books from the library, you can also spend money or items to have someone teach you some knowledge, but it is extremely expensive. After all, the person speaking is not an ordinary person, and he must be knowledgeable. Orders will be accepted only if the value is above. Of course, as a newcomer, there are benefits. You will have a free opportunity every month, and Black Castle officially pays the price.

"I borrowed books and received assignments."

"Mission? On the first day? It seems they think very highly of you."

Duo Li, dressed as a man as always, glanced at the vegetables in Mulan's hand.

"can you cook?"

"I know a little bit, uh, do you want to try it?"

Mulan just asked tentatively, while Doli shook her head.

Mulan smiled and continued walking forward. When he had walked more than ten steps, Doli suddenly spoke again behind him.

"I asked someone today about continuing to have nightmares. The situation is very similar to yours. That person, um, should be a guy called the mystic. In fact, everyone who is exposed to the mystical has nightmares to some extent, but If the situation is really serious like this, then this kind of person should have already suffered a mental breakdown or even been swallowed by the evil god. It is impossible for him to still be alive and still ask me where he is."

Mulan paused and did not turn around. He only briefly communicated with Doli about his nightmare in the second half of the train, but it was not in depth. Even so, the answer was still so serious.

"Then how did you answer?"

Doli was lying on the big stone with her hands on the back of her head.

"I said: It's true. The man has mental problems and he doesn't even know where he is."

Mulan turned around and looked in the direction of the big rock. From his angle, in addition to a hat, he could see the hair hanging down like a waterfall.

"You really don't want to try it? It's different from this world's food."

The person on the stone obviously moved, but still made no sound, so Mulan ignored her and went home alone.

But Mulan was not in a hurry to cook. Instead, he dug out his old notebook and found out the home addresses of some fallen soldiers, and then attached the address to the letter he wrote today.