Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 146 Heidi and Her Family
Heidi wisely did not pursue further.

She knew that she was different from Fan Na. Although she was also a "clergyman" in name and even had a registration certificate from the Academy of Truth, she was better at it than confronting those dangerous hidden forces head-on. It's just pure research and thinking—she can indeed pry secrets from the minds of cultists, and pick out the shadows of heresy from the whispers of group hallucinations, but this is completely different from the work of Inquisitors.

She herself lacks sensitivity to certain threats.

Ke Fanna is a person who has been confronting heresy and hidden forces all the year round. She may have been keenly aware of the existence of some kind of shadow - today's trip to the downtown area may have accidentally touched something.

When she was about to get home, Heidi asked a question: "... Is there a problem with that antique shop?"

"...everything in the antique shop is normal," Fan Na controlled the car to slow down slowly, with a thoughtful look on her face, "but in our city-state... there may be something abnormal."

The sky had completely darkened. The bells that alternated between day and night and the siren from the central steam core sounded at the same time, piercing through the clouds over the city-state in the setting sun. In the upper city, the gas lamps on both sides of the street had already been lit half an hour earlier. , Heidi came to the door of the house, and heard the sound of the car behind her fading away.

There will be a curfew in the city at night, but this ban is only for ordinary people who lack the ability to protect themselves, and the judges of the church are obviously not affected - Fanna has to go to the museum to check around before returning to the cathedral, and is responsible for the on-site blockade task The Guardians meet, as is often the case with her days off, never really resting.

Heidi accidentally recalled her disturbed day off again, she couldn't help but sighed, opened the door and went home.

The lights were on in the spacious living room, but no one could be seen. It was very quiet everywhere in the house. The day maid hired to do the cleaning and washing returned before the sun went down. This huge house seemed a little deserted.

But Heidi has long been used to it. Her father is a person who can't be easily called out once he gets into the study. Her mother is not in good health and often rests in the bedroom. This house is a bit too generous for a family of three. It's so quiet most of the time.

But that doesn't mean the big house is less human - Heidi has a great relationship with her own parents, and has always been.

She changed her coat with ease, put away her hat and medical kit, and glanced at the study room where the light was on. Instead of disturbing her father, who might be concentrating on reading literature, she came to her parents' bedroom as usual and knocked Door: "I'm back—are you inside?"

The mother's voice came from the door, with helplessness and a bit of feigned annoyance: "It's so late to come back!"

Heidi stuck out her tongue at the door, quickly adjusted her expression, then opened the door with a smile, muttering: "I went out with Fanna, don't you have to worry, she has one hand Can hit the whole city..."

The light in the room is relatively dim, because too strong light will irritate my mother's eyes. My mother was injured by chemical fumes in a factory leak 11 years ago, and her eyes have not been in good condition.

After adjusting to the dim light in the room, Heidi saw her mother sitting on the head of the bed. She was a very kind old lady, wearing soft pajamas, and was weaving a kind of fabric unique to the city-state of Purdue through her hands. In the shadow of the dim light, she looked up at Heidi and said helplessly, "Just hang out with Fanna all day, sooner or later you won't be able to get married like her, I know , she actually sneaks to the marriage help center every weekend, and then picks someone to beat up, and the church receives complaints every day..."

The expression on Heidi's face suddenly became a little subtle: "This... don't say that... Fanna is now a judge..."

"How about the judge, that's been eating lunch at our house for several years—her uncle has only the city-state in his mind after he became a consul," the old lady muttered, her hands still moving quickly, "Want me Said, that child is because of her uncle's education problems, and her brain is extraordinarily stubborn, and she has to make some vows at the baptism, so let's take the three vows together. Normal nuns are all Just pick one, she insisted on standing with the three to prove her piety, but in the end, she got stuck so far that she couldn't get married..."

Listening to her mother's babbling, Heidi could only laugh along with embarrassment, and finally waited for the old lady to catch her breath halfway through the babbling, before she took the time to look at the handicraft in her mother's hand and change the subject: " Are you almost finished?"

"I've done it, I've done it, I'm satisfied now," the mother laughed, showing Heidi the silk ribbon that looked like a gorgeous ribbon in the dark—the fine silk rope was woven in a special way , with a complex structure hollowed out, decorated with beautiful stones and colored beads, this is a unique handicraft of the Puland city-state, the technique is complicated and time-consuming, and it is believed to have the effect of blessing and exorcising evil, " I don't know if you can find a nice guy when the project is finished..."

Heidi glanced at the knotted ribbon that was almost finished, and cautiously suggested: "Then...you can take it apart again, maybe there will be time..."

"You're going to be mad at me!"

Heidi quickly laughed along with her, turned around and left the room.

Her mother's muttering voice came from behind, Heidi closed the door casually, and then tiptoed to go to the kitchen, but just as she was about to leave, she saw her father standing in the corridor.

Morris, who has a refined temperament and thin gray hair, looked at his sneaky daughter helplessly: "I've heard about your coming home... Did you make your mother angry again?"

Heidi quickly waved her hand: "No, we're chatting."

"Have you delivered the gift to Mr. Duncan?" Morris asked again.

"Send it—Mr. Duncan is very happy," Heidi nodded, and then couldn't help but look at her father more, "But I really didn't expect that you would be willing to give away your beloved book collection... "

"That's just a collection—he saved your life," Morris said lightly. "In fact, I don't even think it's enough. I have to come to the door to thank you in two days."

Heidi suddenly remembered the "little mistake" she made when she gave Nina hypnotherapy today, and her expression was a little awkward: "You don't need to be so serious, right?"

"It's not a matter of solemnity or not. Mr. Duncan saved your life, and I am not only your father, but also Nina's teacher. On the other hand, Mr. Duncan is also an antique dealer with a strong thirst for knowledge and eager learning. From a different perspective, this relationship is worth cultivating," Morris explained casually, "I like a word that Mr. Duncan often said, it is a kind of 'fate'..."

"Okay, okay, your idea makes sense, makes sense," Heidi suddenly felt a little headache when she heard that her father, who was not very good at socializing, wanted to teach her social etiquette, "Then you will visit him next time. Just pay a visit, don't buy any more random things, okay..."

"It depends on whether there are any collections that can attract me," Morris said casually, and then he thought about it, and asked casually, "Are you going with Fanna today?"

"Ah, yes, she just had a rest today, and I took her car."

Morris thought about it again, with a hesitant expression on his face: "It feels...you are very close to Fan Na."

"I've been getting close to her all these years?" Heidi felt a little baffled, "We've known each other since childhood..."

"No, I just think..." The old man suddenly hesitated, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered a sentence that Mr. Duncan said to himself when he visited the antique shop before:

"Girls' school, you can also..."

"Father?" Heidi couldn't help but look at her father who was behaving abnormally.

"Ah, it's okay." Morris suddenly woke up, feeling that his thoughts just now seemed a bit too outrageous, and hurriedly moved away while trying to change the subject to prevent his daughter from seeing the clue. It landed on Heidi's wrist.

A red agate was missing from the bracelet representing the protection of the God of Wisdom, Raheem.

The old man's expression changed suddenly, but he immediately noticed Heidi's completely normal expression, so he quickly forcibly controlled his emotions, and while trying to calm down, he said casually: "Did the bracelet on your hand fall off?" A bead? Accidentally knocked it off?"

"Bracelet?" Heidi was taken aback, raised her wrist and glanced, she saw the missing knot, but her expression was quite natural, "Isn't there one missing here?"

There was one less?
Morris slowly controlled his breathing and heartbeat, and at the same time controlled his emotions and thinking flow, as if he was afraid that his too intense "thoughts" would attract some dangerous attention. At the same time, he also began to Reminiscing, recalling the last time I saw the bracelet on my daughter's hand, it looked like that thing.

After two seconds, he completed the control and protection of his thoughts, and then he calmed down, and casually asked in the same tone as usual: "By the way, you only went to that antique store today, right? "

(End of this chapter)