Chapter 171 Poetry and Distance
Thursday morning, September 9, Raphael Cemetery in Tingen.

The pale Frye was the host of the funeral. It was supposed to be done by the captain of the Nighthawks, Dunn Smith, but the captain said in his dream that he was chasing the murderer... Damn it! I hope the captain can avenge Leonard!

Cohenley, Brett, Fry, and Jerry carried the coffin and lowered it into the grave.

Frye, a former pastor, skillfully recited the eulogy and then took the lead in filling the soil.

At this step, Leonard's family should have been the first to spread the dirt, but Leonard's family... are all here, they are his colleagues from the Blackthorn Security Company.

"Leonard... why are you so stupid! You knew you couldn't win, so why didn't you just let the enemy escape! Stupid, stupid!" Roshan sobbed in her black dress. How many times... her father, Dawn, old Neil, and now Leonard... Didn't they say that they wouldn't lose control? Didn't they say that they had found the right way to suppress the potion! Why...

The new "fortune teller" Anna supported Roxanne. She was also filled with sadness, both for her companions and... for herself. After all, as an official Beyonder, her ending was almost certain.

"May the goddess bless you." Frye pointed four times clockwise on his chest and chanted.

"May the goddess bless you." Everyone followed closely.

"Promotion, revenge."

"revenge."

……

Dunn came to the deserted cemetery and stood in front of the newly built tomb. A line of epitaph caught his eye:

"A poor poet wrote the most beautiful poem and took it far away."

“Leonard…” Dunn Smith, who was wearing a men’s windbreaker, ill-fitting shirt and vest, but looked very beautiful, had blurry eyes. He had lost a family member forever… Even in his dreams… they could no longer be together…

"This epitaph should have been written by Xijia... She always laughed at you, saying that you could only recite other people's poems..." Then, Dunn opened his throat and recited in his soft voice:
"Ah, the threat of fear, the crimson hope!

"At least one thing is true: this life flies by."

I don't know why, even though she had recited the poem in the most serious and solemn tone, it still seemed so tempting... so pitiful...

Dunn couldn't continue to recite. She was silent. She had found some clues about who the murderer was... the bloody footprints on the ground extending into the distance... and she found several witnesses who were near the station yesterday in her dream when she turned into "Happy Nightmare". She saw a female figure in their dreams...

In front of No. 61 Halls Street, a head of shiny black hair suddenly emerged from thin air, followed by a perfect figure wrapped in a men's windbreaker. It was Dunn Smith. She pulled at the shirt on her chest. It was really inconvenient...

Whoosh! Countless transparent spider silks gushed out from Dunn's body, covering the entire house. Now, this place is the spider's hunting ground.

……

"Hmm..." It was almost noon and Peiman had just woken up. She woke up at this time every day, extremely accurately.

She lifted the soft blanket, revealing two big swollen eyes. Everything in front of her was blurry, so she simply closed her eyes again. "Love..." Peiman fell into a deep sleep again.

Suddenly, she seemed to see a beautiful figure in her dream! Male? Female? It doesn't matter! I can do anything! Uh, no, I'm still grieving for Leonard... I can't...

Peiman seemed to have returned to the steam train station yesterday. She picked up the old revolver in her hand again, but the vicious woman had not started to lose her temper yet!
Very good! I have traveled through time again! Hahaha! Praise the goddess! Praise the Creator!
Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang!

The beautiful head exploded and turned into beautiful fireworks~
"Mr. Mitchell, it was the goddess who guided me to find you..." Peiman took out a handkerchief, laughed, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood stains on the handsome face of Leonard...

"What should we name our child? Li... well, you can choose the one with the latter number? How about Goudan Mitchell Li? Hehe, hehe..."

……

Dunn left in despair. Revenge? He had eaten all of his enemy's extraordinary characteristics... The one who helped Leonard take revenge was actually an unrelated strange lady... She could even get a response from the goddess... She was not someone he was qualified to touch...

What now? What am I going to do? What else can I do for Leonard? I can't even avenge my teammates...

Dunn hid her body and wandered aimlessly. Suddenly, she saw a familiar building... It was a road she had walked countless times. The second floor was the Blackthorn Security Company...

No... She looked down at her chest and left helplessly. If she went back like this... Well, at least buy some underwear...

……

"Klein, long time no see." Daly, who was wearing a black robe and blue eyeshadow and blush, greeted the fortune teller from Tingen.

“戴莉女士！您没事真是太好了！”克莱恩手上的报销清单往身后藏了藏，800+800+50+300……呃，这到底能不能报销？戴莉女士已经是执事级了啊……毕竟已经是序列6的“死灵导师”……队长还要努力啊！

"What can I do? Yo, what are you hiding? Love letters? Sorry, young man, I already have someone in my heart!"

He didn't care about Daly's teasing. He was used to it! Klein handed over the paper with some embarrassment and said, "Uh, I'll reimburse the expenses..."

Daly took it and couldn't keep calm after taking a look. "How much? 2000 pounds? How did you spend it? How did you develop such a spending habit in Tingen? Did you go to the Red Theater? Who took you there? Did Dunn go there before? Forget it! I'll ask in person!"

As she spoke, Daly picked up the paper and pen on the desk and began to write furiously. When she was about to summon the messenger after she finished, she found that the surroundings seemed to become colder... Then she was surprised to find that her own messenger actually appeared with a letter in his mouth! Those who know their own messenger summoning ritual have one in front of them, and the other is in Tingen!
"Yeah, very good. Your captain is not stupid. He has taken the initiative to write to me. I won't pursue the matter if he goes to that place with you..." Daly was stunned as soon as she read the first line of the letter. She quickly glanced down, then looked up at Klein, the "Fortune Teller" who has been in the limelight recently, and asked, "Does your captain have a habit of wearing women's clothes recently?"

“Huh?” Klein thought he had misheard. He repeated, “Women’s clothes? No way. Captain Dunn has always been very tough…”

"Oh, very good, it seems... Dunn has forgotten me in a few days... No, he even remembered to write to me to ask for advice on how to wear women's clothes... Oh ha ha ha!" Daley let out a creepy smile, crumpled up the letter she had just written and threw it into the trash can. She took out a bottle of potion from her secret pocket and poured it into her mouth without thinking. The blush and eye shadow on her face became bright. Suddenly, an illusory spirit appeared and enveloped the "necromancer mentor", and then quickly faded... and disappeared from the spot along with Daley's figure.

Klein stood there in shock. Ms. Daly...left? Looks like she went to settle accounts with the captain? Women's clothing? What happened to the captain? And...my reimbursement...

(End of this chapter)