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Chapter 190 Funeral

(It's fixed.)

"Thank you, Erin!"

After entering the hospital's underground parking lot, Gwen looked at Erin and said seriously.

Seeing Gwen's somewhat serious expression, Erin stopped and said with a smile, "It's good that I didn't disappoint you. After all, I received payment from someone in advance. If I didn't handle things well, how could I live up to that payment?"

"But to be honest, I didn't expect the treatments to be so effective. Even the scars on Helen's legs have been healed. It seems we won't need the healing wax we prepared last time."

Basic Holy Light Healing, although it is only the lowest level of healing among the [Angel's Scepter].

However, after several treatments, its therapeutic effect on external injuries was even better than the user, Ailin, had expected.

Putting aside other things.

At least the fact that the scars on Mrs. Helen's calves faded so quickly, almost completely restoring her appearance, was something Erin hadn't anticipated.

This also made the repair potion that Erin and Gwen had prepared from the textile factory somewhat unnecessary.

"Oh, right..."

Erin was about to say something, but before he could continue, he was stopped.

Gwen, who was next to Erin, suddenly stood on tiptoe, leaned forward again, and kissed Erin's lips.

Feeling that warm touch on her lips again, Erin reached out his hands, about to wrap his arms around Gwen's waist to savor this rare experience.

Gwen, however, made a swift retreat, slipping away like a golden fish from Erin's closing fingertips.

Looking at Erin, whose eyes seemed to flash with a hint of disappointment.

Gwen gave a playful smile.

Seeing the smile on Gwen's face, Erin pursed her lips, savoring the flutter in her heart just now, and then smiled at Gwen, saying, "Is this considered a reward?"

Gwen: "Guess!"

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A few minutes later.

Erin walked up to the Aston Martin and opened the passenger door.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Thanks."

After leaving the hospital parking lot.

Gwen turned to Erin, who was driving, and asked, "Do you need me to give you directions?"

"Of course... no need! I've already memorized the route to your house."

"Um?"

Gwen, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and gave Erin a deep look with a meaningful gaze.

He caught a glimpse of Gwen's slightly meaningful look out of the corner of his eye.

To avoid being seen as a pervert with ulterior motives, Erin offered a brief explanation.

"Don't get me wrong, after I got this car, for convenience, I just memorized all the routes on the entire New York map."

in fact.

It's not just the route to Gwen's house.

For some time now.

Because of his practice of the "Cosmic Brain Meditation Method," Erin's memory became increasingly excellent. In order to prepare for any eventuality, he directly memorized all the routes, big and small, on a high-definition map of New York.

With the memory map etched in my mind as a comparison.

With just a little thought, Erin could quickly figure out the best route to Gwen's house.

"Yeah?"

Gwen pursed her lips slightly at Erin's answer, seemingly dissatisfied, but she didn't press the matter further.

Instead, he turned to ask Mrs. Helen about precautions for a better recovery.

After this treatment by Erin.

Although Helen's physical injuries had healed, she still felt slightly sore and weak when walking.

"The soreness and weakness are just aftereffects of this injury and spending too much time in bed. All I need to do is some rehabilitation exercises and supplement my diet with more nutrients and trace elements like calcium..."

"Hmm, wait a moment, I'll give you a nutritional diet plan. If you prepare one for Mrs. Helen every day, it can speed up her recovery."

"In that case, Mrs. Helen will be able to return to normal soon."

After hearing what Erin said.

Gwen's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote down a "nutritional recipe" that Erin had dictated.

The "nutritional recipe" provided by Erin is a simplified version of a nutritional meal, or rather, a medicinal meal, that he derived from the "Nutritionist's Handbook".

This nutritious meal includes many foods that can promote blood regeneration and bone injury repair.

Moreover, Erin specifically adjusted the dosage of this nutritional meal according to Mrs. Helen's condition.

Consuming such a targeted medicinal diet every day can shorten Mrs. Helen's recovery time by at least half.

As a high school student who was able to enter the Osborne Group as an intern, Gwen's knowledge of medicine is not much weaker than that of ordinary college students who graduated with a medical degree.

Therefore, she can easily determine how many beneficial trace elements are contained in the nutritional meal plan she has.

What's most remarkable is that the ingredients in this recipe don't seem out of place when combined. Even before the food is cooked, Gwen feels a slight urge to eat the recipe she has created in her mind.

With that in mind, Gwen immediately decided to prepare such a nutritious meal for Mrs. Helen the next day.

To help my mother return to a normal life as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Gwen said to Erin:

"Before you take me home, can we go to the supermarket first?"

"certainly."

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More than half an hour later.

With a large bag in her hand, Erin delivered Gwen to the Harlem neighborhood in Queens.

Harlem is a middle-class neighborhood in Queens, New York.

It is known for its harmonious, friendly, and cooperative neighborly relations, as well as its good public security environment.

After all, the 13th Precinct of the New York Police Department is not far from this community.

Once someone calls the police.

The police arrived in the community from the police station in less than five minutes.

How could the public security be bad with this area?

Since Helen was kidnapped from her home last time...

George lost his sense of security in the duplex apartment they used to live in.

After staying in a hotel for a while.

George Toh, through connections, rented a house in the Harlem neighborhood next to the 13th Precinct where he worked, and installed the Stark Smart Security system.

After personally seeing the design of the house and the Stark intelligent security system installed inside.

If it weren't for the fact that I still have a certain shortfall in funds.

George even wanted to buy the house outright.

With the protection of the Stark intelligent security system, and the Harlem community practically under their noses, they were well protected.

George believed it.

In the short term, I can't find a safer place to live than this house.

And on the very first day they moved into this new community.

George then used his power as deputy director to quietly increase patrols in the neighborhood.

George used to be quite averse to such acts of abuse of power due to his personality, but after his family faced danger multiple times, he suddenly began to understand the higher-ups in the New York Police Department.

This explains why they secretly increase patrols in their own communities.

It's not because of anything else.

They just wanted to provide their families with more security.

After all, in a Federation where gunfights happen every day, the security situation has always been terrible.

And as a police officer who deals with criminals almost every day.

Their families will also face more threats than ordinary people.

but.

What George himself didn't know was...

His actions, however, actually helped him integrate more fully into the New York police system.

Because George was too upright, and even somewhat unconventional, he earned the respect of many ordinary police officers, but made the higher-ups of the New York Police Department hesitate slightly about whether to promote George to be the new commander of the 13th Precinct after the old commander retired.

This time, George's abuse of power for personal gain and his collusion with others actually dispelled those people's concerns and estrangement towards him.

After using the key to open the door to the new house.

Gwen looked at Erin and said, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Erin shook his head and said, "Let's forget it. George has already called you seven or eight times on the way here. If I go in and sit for a while, I'm afraid George will come back from the hospital with a gun."

Because of the detour to the supermarket halfway through the journey.

Gwen got home much later than usual.

This greatly worried George, who dotes on his daughter.

It seemed as if they were afraid that Erin would do something to Gwen.

George called Gwen quite a few times along the way.

Upon hearing Erin's words, Gwen retorted, her ears slightly red, "It's not that exaggerated."

Just then, Stacy's two little girls, who seemed to have heard Gwen's voice, came running out of the house.

"Sister, sister, you're finally back! Dad called us several times to ask if you were back! We almost thought something had happened to you too, really... we were so worried."

"That's right, that's right. We've worried for so long, we need a big piece of chocolate to soothe our wounded hearts."

"And cheese sticks..."

Gwen, who had just retorted to Erin, was speechless and covered her forehead when she heard that George had actually called the two little ones.

On the contrary, Erin, who was standing to the side, laughed when she saw this.

As if she had been prepared, she took out a bunch of snacks, including chocolates and cheese sticks, from the bags she was carrying and handed them to the two little ones.

I saw a huge pile of snacks that Erin handed me.

The two little ones' eyes widened immediately, and the smaller one couldn't help but swallow hard.

but.

I really want to eat it.

However, the two little ones resisted the temptation to accept the snacks Erin offered, and instead looked at their older sister.

After giving the two little gluttons a disapproving look, Gwen said to them, "Take it."

After receiving Gwen's permission, the two little ones happily accepted the large pile of snacks that Erin handed over.

As soon as they got the snacks, they ran quickly into the room.

While running.

They were shouting.

"Thank you, brother-in-law."

"We're going back to our room now. We don't know what happened at home after that. Don't worry, we definitely won't tell George..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The two little ones ran into the room and slammed the door shut.

Gwen, blushing deeply after being offended by the two little ones' words, was about to explain.

Ailin, who was standing opposite her, burst out laughing first.

"These two little guys are quite interesting; they even know how to cover for you."

"Come on, those two little guys were just bought off by these snacks."

After rolling her eyes, Gwen also smiled.

Just then, Gwen's phone rang again with a ringtone that Erin was starting to recognize.

After pointing to Gwen's phone, Erin smiled and said, "Alright, it's getting late, I'll head back now, otherwise George will really go crazy."

After saying goodbye to Gwen, Erin turned and left Gwen's residence.

And faintly, he seemed to hear Gwen complaining about George.

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Time flies like an arrow.

Following a series of major news events, including the Harlem District evil god incident and the Hell's Kitchen rotten giant incident.

After a period of relative chaos, New York City has finally seen a rare period of calm.

At least, that's how it appears on the surface.

In these peaceful days.

Erin lived a fulfilling life, just like any other student, going back and forth between home and school.

Until the next weekend arrived.

this day.

It was the day of the funeral for Erin's clown clone.

Early in the morning.

Pepper, wearing light makeup and a simple black dress, arrived at Green Shade Cemetery in Brooklyn, New York, with Erin.

Green Shade Cemetery is one of the best-maintained cemeteries in New York City.

Tony Stark originally intended to place the Joker's cenotaph in a separate private cemetery reserved for the wealthy.

However, Erin rejected him, saying that the clown liked excitement.

(Actually, it was because Erin disliked that the private cemetery plot Tony had chosen was too far away.)

After Erin rejected the idea, Tony moved the cenotaph of the Joker to this most famous and best-preserved cemetery in New York.

This cemetery is the final resting place of numerous politicians, artists, musicians, and countless famous and unknown souls of the Federation.

The reason is that the cemetery cannot accommodate the large number of "residents" who move in.

This cemetery has long refused to admit any new "residents".

It's unclear how much effort Tony Stark put in or what reasons he used to persuade the cemetery management.

This allowed the cenotaph of the clown to be buried in this cemetery.

When Erin arrived at the cemetery, the huge cemetery was already packed with people.

I copied a paragraph earlier to keep my perfect attendance record, but it's fixed now.

(End of this chapter)