Eros sighed softly. Thinking of Mr. Vadim, Eros couldn't help but think of the lonely old man who lost his son, grandson, and daughter-in-law in his later years.

If he remembered correctly, Mr. Vadim's home seemed to be nearby.

In that case, I'll go and take a look and see if there's anything I can help with.

Anyway, I am a policeman now, so I might as well fulfill my duties as a policeman.

Eros did what he thought, and started walking towards Mr. Vadim's house based on the impression in his memory.

Soon, he arrived in front of Mr. Vadim's yard. Looking at the open gate in front of him, Eros stuck his head and looked inside.

Just then, a middle-aged man in a black double-breasted suit walked out of the house behind the yard. When Erloston saw this man, he felt that he looked familiar.

After thinking carefully, Eros finally remembered who the middle-aged man in front of him was. He seemed to be the child of old lady Naomi's sister, old lady Annette.

Mr. Vadim's cousin, whom he had met before at Mr. Vadim's funeral.

When Eros saw the man in the yard, the man in the yard obviously saw him as well.

Then the man seemed to recognize him and hurried to Eros.

"Hello! Officer Doyle."

Hearing this greeting, Eros looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some surprise:

"You seem to know me."

The middle-aged man said in a somewhat reserved tone: "I saw you at Vadim's funeral."

He had seen the inspector from afar, and he had also seen the handsome young man.

But this was the first time he had seen such a young and handsome inspector. He bet that the young inspector in front of him was the most handsome man he had seen in decades.

It was precisely because of this that he had a very deep impression of the man in front of him, so he could recognize him at a glance.

Eros said "oh" to show that he understood. Then he looked at the house in the yard and asked with some concern in his tone:

"How is old lady Naomi doing lately? I was transferred from my post and just returned today. I just happened to be passing by and came to see you."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a somewhat sad expression:

"My aunt passed away a week ago. It was raining heavily at the time, so the funeral was just a simple arrangement."

Eros was stunned. A week ago, just a few days after he switched to the night shift?

He remembered that when he said goodbye to old lady Naomi for the last time, he injected a breath of vitality into her body.

Although that vitality could not immediately rejuvenate old lady Naomi, it could more or less repair her body functions and prolong her life.

How come it couldn’t even last a month?

Eros frowned and was about to ask what happened, but after seeing the sad look on the man in front of him, he swallowed the question and said:

"I'm sorry! I didn't know about this and it reminded you of bad things."

The middle-aged man sighed lightly, shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter. This should be a good thing for my aunt."

"Vadim's death hurt her so much that she often had hallucinations, thinking that Vadim was not only still alive, but also had a virtuous wife and a naughty daughter."

"I consulted a psychiatrist, who said that this situation was caused by my aunt missing her child too much."

"Now my aunt no longer needs to worry about hallucinations. She has gone to the eternal kingdom of the Lord. Perhaps there she and Vadim have been reunited forever."

Most of the people living in the West District are believers of the God of Death and Reincarnation. For these believers, death is not the end.

Because they will meet their relatives and friends in the Lord’s eternal kingdom and live forever.

Eros was silent. He probably understood why old lady Naomi passed away.

On the one hand, it was because she was heartbroken, and on the other hand, it was because she vaguely remembered that she still had a granddaughter and daughter-in-law.

This constant act of recalling memories is a constant contact with the mystery.

It was because Mr. Vadim kept recalling his memories that he witnessed the mystery and died that day.

As for old lady Naomi, her energy and blood were declining because she was too old, and her constant contact with the mysterious accelerated the decline of her energy and blood.

Finally, before he saw the mystery with his own eyes, his energy and blood were completely exhausted.

Seeing that Eros didn't speak, the middle-aged man spoke on his own:

"According to my aunt's last wish, I sent the Siberian Husky named Cheese to the little girl named Hela at Mrs. Maria's welfare home."

"Also, I also saw my aunt's donation document, and your name is on it."

Eros narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing these last words. Back then, old lady Naomi had given Mr. Vadim’s decades of savings to him.

Let him donate half to Mrs. Maria's Welfare Home, and deposit the other half into a fund in the name of little Hela.

Naturally, there is a signed document and contract, which states that it is normal for Conan Doyle's name to appear on it, but why did the middle-aged man in front of him mention this?

Seeing the change in Eros's expression, the middle-aged man quickly explained:

"This is Vadim's money. My aunt has the right to dispose of it. I am not saying this to covet the money."

"I just wanted to tell you that I knew about it, and I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"Also, after I finish dealing with my aunt's affairs, I have to go back to the countryside. I want to ask you to take care of little Hela if you are free during this period."

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