He pointed to the homeless people huddled in the corner outside the window.

Klein and Mike followed and saw a huddled homeless man lying on the ground in a dirty place that could shelter from the wind. There were men and women, old and young.

In this cold late autumn, they may not be able to wake up again.

At this time, Klein noticed an old lady in her sixties standing by the side of the street. Her dress was old and tattered, but she was relatively tidy, and her hair was also meticulously cut.

The grey-haired old lady had the usual distress of homeless people on her face, but she still insisted on not crowding with the group of people. Instead, she walked slowly on the side of the road, looking numbly and deeply into the cafe from time to time.

"This is also a poor person." The former homeless man who ate the leftover black bread also found the old lady, and sighed a few words, "It is said that she had a good life before, her husband is a grain merchant, and there is a very energetic Unfortunately, she went bankrupt and her husband and child died not long after. She was different from us, really, you could tell at a glance... Sigh, she probably won't be able to last long, unless she can enter every time. workhouse."

Listening, Mike's expression changed from calm to gloomy, and he breathed out slowly: "I want to find her for an interview, can you invite her for me? She can eat and drink whatever she wants here What."

The middle-aged and elderly man didn't think it was strange for this request. He just glanced at Klein and Mike respectively, as if to say, you really are colleagues.

"Okay, I think she will be very happy." He took a sip of tea, got up and walked out of the greasy cafe.

Not long after, the old lady in the old but neat dress followed him in, her pale face softened a little under the warmth of the cafe.

She kept trembling, as if she wanted to let out the chill in her body little by little, and absorb the relatively high temperature in the cafe. Even if she sat on a chair, it took her an extra minute or so before she really calmed down.

"You can order whatever you want, this is the interview fee." Klein said something for Mike.

After Mike nodded, the old lady reservedly ordered toast, low-quality butter and coffee, then smiled and said, "I heard that you can't eat greasy things when you haven't got food for too long."

Very polite, very self-made, not at all like a homeless... Klein sighed silently.

Before the food arrives, Mike casually asks, "Can you talk about how you became homeless?"

The old lady showed a look of reminiscence, and smiled bitterly: "My husband is a grain merchant. He mainly buys various grains from domestic farmers. Since the "Grain Law" was abolished, we have quickly gone bankrupt."

"He himself was not young, and he was knocked down by this incident, his body quickly collapsed, and he died not long after."

"My son, he is a wonderful young man who has been doing business with his father. He couldn't take such a blow, so he jumped into the Tussock River on a moonless night."

"He was unsuccessful on his first suicide attempt and was sent to Magistrates Court, where the police and judges were impatient and felt he was wasting their time."

"If you want to commit suicide, please do so quietly and successfully, and don't bother us... Well, they probably wanted to say that, but they felt it was too direct."

"My child was imprisoned. Not long after, he committed suicide for the second time and succeeded."

The old lady spoke very calmly, as if that was not something she had ever encountered.

But for some reason, Klein felt intense sadness.

There is nothing greater than death... He suddenly remembered this sentence he had heard in his previous life.

In this world, suicide is not only prohibited by the major churches, but also punished by law.

As for the reason, Klein is very clear about the reason. First, many suicides choose to throw themselves into the river. If they are not discovered in time, there is a certain probability that they will become water ghosts. Secondly, the emotions of suicides are often very wrong. This state Under such circumstances, ending one's own life is tantamount to "sacrifice", which may resonate with some weird and terrifying existences.

As a result, their bodies after death or certain objects around them will carry strange curses, endangering others.

That's probably how the Muppet of Doom behind the Chanis Gate in Tingen came about.

Therefore, the Seven Great Orthodox Churches all proceeded from their own teachings and prohibited believers from committing suicide, and the royal family also promoted corresponding legislation.

Of course, this seems ridiculous to Klein. A person who wants to commit suicide is still afraid of the law and punishment? JrNovels.com