Kerens glanced around and saw the familiar faces in the past, but now he didn't even have the courage to raise his head and look at the thieves.
I couldn't help but give Director Al a thumbs up in my heart. Sure enough, just relying on his momentum could calm those guys with itchy hands.
As expected, no accidents occurred. With the help of Chief Al's momentum, Krens walked to the corner of Saco Street, and then walked for more than ten minutes while enduring the stench from the wastewater ditch on the ground.
The dilapidated building in the distance gradually came into view of the two of them. As the distance got closer, they could vaguely hear the sounds of children playing inside, mixed with a few old people's voices. Calling, it seems that the child inside is too naughty.
Looking at this building with a history of more than a hundred years, Kerens raised his feet and walked towards the gate of the orphanage with Al.
When she was still two or three meters away from the door, a thin elderly woman with a dirty face and hair that had turned snowflake white walked to the door and was picking up fallen leaves on the ground.
When her cloudy eyes looked at Al, who was wearing a police officer's uniform, she was slightly startled. Then she quickly stood up, dusted off the falling dust on her body, and said with a respectful salute: "Hello, sir."
She didn't recognize Krens next to her, perhaps because she was too old and her memory was getting worse.
Director Al looked at the woman in front of him who was wearing gray overalls and had a few strands of silver on her head, and nodded slightly to the old woman.
Then he looked at Krens and asked Krens what to do next with his questioning eyes. After all, he was the one who suggested coming here.
In the vague memories in his mind, Kerens had already remembered everything about this orphanage, as well as the old woman in front of him.
Imitating the tone and demeanor of the original owner, Kerens took a step forward with Archibald in his arms, smiled and saluted like a real gentleman, and then said to her kindly in his slightly childish voice. : "Mrs. Dilly Marteri, do you remember me?"
After hearing Kerens's greeting, Mrs. Dilly was stunned. She looked at the young man with black hair and black pupils, who was holding a dog in front of him with a somewhat blurred vision, and then the trace of aristocratic temperament on him. .
In the memory of many years ago in her heart, a naughty child slowly overlapped with the figure of Clence in front of her. Then Mrs. Dilly couldn't help but tremble in her heart, her voice was choked, but He said incredulously: "Are you Little Clans?".
Although he still couldn't adapt to this title, Clence smiled and nodded, and then responded: "Yes, Mrs. Dilly, I'm little Clence. How is Mr. Ron?".
Ron is the current director of this orphanage, the descendant of the long-dead aristocratic butler.
However, Clarence's question did not receive a response from her. Instead, Mrs. Dilly, an old woman, was immersed in the joy that Clarence was back.
Then he reached out and hugged him. Oh, poor Archibald was just sandwiched between the two of them. It must have been very painful.
"Is that really you, little Clence? How are you doing?" Mrs. Dilly said slightly hoarsely.
After all, she once thought that this black-haired child had died in a corner, but she didn't expect that today he was actually standing in front of her alive and kicking.
Being hugged enthusiastically by Mrs. Dilly, Clance felt warm in his heart. Her embrace was still so reassuring, but Mrs. Dilly's hug was a little too tight, making him uncomfortable.
The palm that Kerens just raised stopped in mid-air and did not fall down. He hesitated and wondered whether he should interrupt her beautiful memories immediately. After all, the real Kerens was really dead, and he It can only be regarded as the inheritor of this memory.
The embarrassed Krens raised his head and looked at Al, who was watching his embarrassment, and gave him a look of help, signaling him to help him get out of Mrs. Dilly's arms.
Ahem!
Only hearing Al cough twice, indicating to herself that the police officer was still standing next to them, Mrs. Dilly slowly let go of Krens, thinking that he had provoked the police officer, or had done something to him. Something bad happened.
Then he quickly hid the unresponsive Krens behind himself, trying to prevent the officer from seeing him.
Archibald, who finally got rid of the suffocation, was panting heavily and looking at Clance angrily, as if a sudden misfortune would bring him bad luck in the next second, and Clans' pores suddenly tightened.
Mrs. Dilly's actions just now made Kerens feel a little more helpless and warm. After all, this old woman really likes every child they adopt, even though they are very naughty, and some Tried to escape from here and never came back.
Mrs. Dilly looked at Al with a wary look, and asked in a stern tone: "Sir, what did little Clence do wrong that requires you to treat him so strictly?"
Listening to the angry question of the old woman in front of him, Al couldn't help but chuckle, without saying anything more, and then turned his gaze to Kerens, intending to let him explain.
Seeing this, Krens gently patted Mrs. Dilly's old arm to indicate that it was okay, then smiled at her and explained: "This is Director Al Mantes, I didn't do anything bad. , Mrs. Dilly, please don't worry."
After listening to Kerens' explanation, Mrs. Dilly's expression softened slightly.
He looked carefully at the tall police officer in front of him for a few more times, as if to confirm the authenticity of his identity, and then said to Al apologetically: "Sorry, Mr. Director, I was rude."
Then Mrs. Dilly changed the subject and said with a protective face: "But if my little Clunus really does something wrong, I will protect him."
Listening to Mrs. Dilly's apology and the threat that was not a threat, Al waved his hand to show that he didn't care. He immediately thought of the man named Ron whom Clance had just mentioned, and then asked. : "Is Mr. Ron here?".
Because of her misunderstanding about the director in front of her just now, Mrs. Dilly wanted to make up for her mistake and replied to Al very enthusiastically: "Dean Ron, he is enjoying his favorite black tea. In the back room, I will take you to see him."
Al and Krens looked at each other, and then followed Mrs. Dilly into the orphanage.
I glanced at the small number of children, boys and girls of all ages (Camuhauer Orphanage will only raise orphans until they are 14 years old, so that they have a certain ability to work, and those in the St. John Empire are 16 years old) It's equivalent to becoming an adult).
Due to the financial situation of the orphanage, their bodies cannot provide much meat, so they are not very strong, but their mental state is very good, and the smiles on their faces prove that they are very happy here. .
Mrs. Dilly led the way while introducing every child in the orphanage to Al and Clance, "For example, Harry is the smartest child, Norma is the kindest girl...".
I also didn't forget to make a few jokes about things that happened to Krens when he was a child, such as when he was a child, he peeked at a little girl in an orphanage changing clothes, etc., which made Al next to him look at him with a look that I understand. , which made Kerens roll his eyes at him a lot.
Mrs. Dilly led Al and Clance to a house, then stretched out her hand and knocked on a thick wooden door. After receiving a response, she opened the door and let the two of them walk in.
The furnishings in the house have not changed much from what he remembered, except for a hint of staleness and decay. The old man enjoying his favorite black tea on the sofa seems to be the same as what he remembered. He hasn't changed much, except for a few more gray hairs. Time seems to have left no trace on his body.
If others saw that he didn't show his old physical condition, they would definitely think that he was well maintained, but from Kerens' perspective, he felt a palpitation and a dangerous smell.
Especially the familiar ring he had seen made him wonder if it belonged to the gentleman in front of him. However, Archibald in his arms didn't feel anything wrong. He even said something dissatisfied after seeing Ron. drooled.