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Chapter 122 The Second “Banner”

Who has the blueprint now? Liu Yonglu has it.

At this moment, he had just finished lunch and was dozing off, on his way to New Newrent with Xiaohu and Millie Tang.

Liu Yonglu originally wanted to book a hotel and put down his things, but now he had two bags, one for his personal belongings and the other for Hendrick's drawings and materials, so he decided to put them down before going to the headquarters. They were heavy and he was afraid of losing them.

Besides, Xiaohu was waiting for me at the hotel first. It was not right for me to bring a child with me when I went back to the headquarters for the first time. When the child got to know me well and worked with me, no one would be critical.

"Mr. Rich, why do we need to stay in a hotel when we arrive in New Newland?"

"We don't have a house, so where can we stay if we don't book a hotel? Should we sleep on the street?"

The original owner of Ricky actually had a house, but he lost all his money gambling away, so Liu Yonglu had to stay in a hotel.

"But Mr. Rich, I have it. You can just stay at my place first."

"Is it convenient? If not, let's just go back to the hotel. The headquarters will reimburse us anyway, so it's a waste not to stay."

"It's okay. It's my family's house. I always stay there when I come to New New Lent."

Millie Tang ordered the coachman to take the three of them to a villa. It was a good place for Millie Tang to live. It was quiet in a busy place. The front of the villa was not big, but it was not crowded at all. There was a small courtyard behind the seven or eight rooms. It was just that no one had lived there for a long time, so the house was inevitably a little dusty.

Liu Yonglu prepared lunch for Xiaohu, and the two of them went out to the headquarters.

At this time, back at the headquarters, in the common room on the third floor, Carol was sitting in a chair, staring at the blue velvet cloth on the table in a daze.

"Carol, we're going to see Ricky for the last time soon, why don't you go in?"

A scarred hand pushed the cup onto the table and sat down opposite Carol. Carol looked up and saw Lin Brown, an old acquaintance in the department.

Both of them are capable men under Gregory, but they rarely talk to each other because they both have hot tempers and strong abilities, and they are secretly competing with each other in the department. This is the first time that Lin Brown has taken the initiative to talk to Carol.

"Hey"

Carol sighed before speaking, and it took him a long time to recover before he spoke:
"I... I won't go in. I'll just throw this away and go home."

Carol clenched the blue velvet cloth in his hand. This was the banner he ordered for Mr. Richie. It was just delivered today. He didn't expect to hear the bad news so early in the morning that Mr. Richie was assassinated in New Newland.

Carol's original plan was to find an opportunity to repay Mr. Richie for saving her life, but she didn't expect that everything happened so suddenly.

If I had known this would happen, I should have gone to the station to pick up Richie!

Regret, annoyance, remorse, a series of emotions swirled in Carol's mind. He had been a soldier for seven or eight years, but his thinking was still stuck on the comradeship in the army. This kind of friendship that saved his life was the most profound.

"I just can't accept it. How could Mr. Richie die right under our noses!"

Carol pounded the table and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll go to the sheriff's office to check the files. The dead person is definitely not Mr. Richie. I know his abilities best. What about pagans? What about gods? No one can do anything to him.

There must be something wrong!"

"Rich's murder file has now been jointly upgraded to a higher level of secrecy by the Public Security Bureau and the headquarters. Do you want to see it? Have you asked Sir Gregory?"

Lin Brown picked up his cup expressionlessly and took a sip. It was not water, but full of liquor.

"You! Didn't you just come back from Sabines? It was Ricky who brought you back after he dealt with that Token!
If it weren't for Ricky, would you be able to stand in the department and talk to me now! ? " Carol heard Lin Brown's calm tone without any sadness, and he immediately got angry. He turned back to the table and grabbed Lin Brown's collar.

"Carol, Mr. Rich is dead. No one is sadder than me, but at least I didn't let my anger get the better of me."

Lin Brown grasped Carol's arm tightly with one hand. He was speaking from his heart. Carol and the others were sad at most because they had lost a comrade who fought side by side with them. After a few years, time would slowly wash away the sadness.

What he lost was the hope of escaping the control of the evil god. It can be foreseen that he will live in the shadow of terror and threats for the rest of his life, with no light at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Brown picked up the glass with his other hand and drank the liquor. The spicy alcohol burned his taste buds, but he enjoyed it.

From the moment the flame of light is extinguished, the sufferings of this world no longer matter.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Lin Brown pointed at the banner in Carol's hand.

Carol dejectedly shook open the blue cloth, on which were three lines of large characters written.

"A most honorable man of integrity and courage."

Below is the small signature "To the Honorable Ricky Baldwin" and "From Carol, my friend"

Carol didn't know what to write on the banner, so he just copied a sentence from the Holy Trinity Canon, which described St. Cassio, the first saint of the Holy Trinity, and pressed it on Liu Yonglu.

"Well, I'd better throw it away. I can't work if I look at the banner every day. But I will continue to sing the praises of Mr. Richie's deeds."

Carol turned to leave, but was stopped by Lin Brown behind him.

"Don't throw it away. It may be useful to you. I'll hang it outside the hall where Mr. Richie rests."

Yes, at this moment Hendrick's body is lying in a large auditorium in the Special Investigations Department.

According to Mosesad rules, before the burial, relatives and friends must gather together to say a few words to the deceased, and everyone will circle around the coffin to take a look. Finally, relatives and friends will choose a few to go on stage and tell a few stories about the deceased, so that everyone can remember the deceased together.

But this procedure is usually completed in the Saint's Church. However, Liu Yonglu's situation is special. His parents are both dead, and people in the department don't know whether he believes in the Saint or not. This thing can't be done randomly.

So after weighing the pros and cons, Hendrik's body was placed in the auditorium of the department.

After the class, Chief Norman will organize something. Those who are friends with Liu Yonglu and the more important people in the department will all be present to participate. After the memorial service today, the body will be taken to the cemetery for burial tomorrow.

"Lin Brown, Mr. Rich is already... gone, do we still need to hang this up?"

"Who told you to just hang it up like that? Give me the pen, and we can just add a few words."

Carol was born into an aristocratic family and was very methodical in his work, whereas Lindblanc was much more wild. At this time, he didn't care about whether it looked good or not. The most important thing was the intention.

Carol brought a pen, and Lin Brown added a few words to the front of his banner, which became:
"Here sleeps the most honorable men of integrity and courage."

"To the Honorable Ricky Baldwin." "Friends Carol and Rembrandt"

Lin Brown even crossed out the word "presented" with a pen, as he felt it was a bit offensive to use it at a funeral.

Carol looked at the "banner" and then at Lin Brown, and thought that although this guy looked scary on the outside, he was surprisingly thoughtful. This looked like Mr. Richie's epitaph, very good and appropriate!
The two of them got to work right away. They found a ladder and pasted the elegiac couplet made from the silk banner right in the middle of the headquarters hall.

Good Monday everyone, do you think Lao Liu’s funeral will end here?
Hahaha, too naive. It’s a long night and the good show has just begun.

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(End of this chapter)