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Chapter 46 β4 Rest in peace

Abigail Craven, who harbored evil intentions, left, and was taken away by the police on the charge of private usury.

There is no need to dwell on this point, no one in the Addams family is interested in discussing it, and they treat government employees like the proverbial rose and mignonette, which makes it difficult for both parties.

From a botanical point of view, roses and osmanthus are non-toxic ornamental plants, but they emit specific toxins to poison each other when they meet. The Addams were horrified by the sickness of their family members and couldn't accept anyone getting involved in politics and taxpayer-serving institutions.

But at the same time, they drank poisonous poison thirstily and ate belladonna when they were hungry--powder is also a kind of life nourishment cherished by Addams. Clement can't live without it, just as he can't live without Spencer Reid.

After AbigailCraven was arrested, Tully Alford went to the door once. He was stopped by Wednesday and Pugsley at the gate of the big iron. They used the power they have developed so far and have not yet developed a big bag to block Tully Alford's way. Yes, so that this cunning but unwise lawyer can no longer set foot in Addams' house.

Tully Alford yelled a few times at the door, yelling loudly, with a flustered expression. He was flustered and annoyed when he encountered a serious problem. No one paid attention to him. Wednesday pushed the big iron door out expressionlessly, and there was a bang, as if there were insects. Gnawing and making noises, they crawled underground, hoping to escape from the trap under the soil.

Pugsley laughed. The little boy's face was round and plump, which was a well-bred face. Even Morticia was moved by his delicious and plump flesh.

Not far from the gate, there were two young men watching them, Reid said: "Unfortunately, there is no evidence that he and Abigail Craven are allies."

"It's the little things," Clement said.

He looked at the two mischievous younger siblings and said with a smile: "Half of the people in this world is hell, and half of the happiness comes from the other half."

"The end of the story is that we guard the Addams—the others are just blink-and-forget."

Reid agreed, "You're right."

In the story of planning to seize the huge wealth of the Addams family, the two villains were defeated, and the criminals were judged by the law that Dr. Sorrow or joy, sloppy ending or a perfect family reunion.

Wednesday said: "How can I restore Fester's memory?"

Pugsley was annoyed too, but he couldn't think of anything constructive to say either.

Reid said, "Go to the hospital?"

"Addams never went to the hospital except for labor," Clement said.

Wednesday said: "Go to the Bermuda Triangle again? The bizarre Bermuda Triangle always brings us surprises."

Pugsley said: "Hurricanes and heavy rains can restore his memory? Then we have it in our house."

Reid also can't insist on going to the hospital from beginning to end. Ever since he saw Wednesday drinking the poison | medicine as water, he understood a truth - the body structure of Addams may not be the same as that of ordinary people, maybe they are so magical, they can Avoid all unnecessary disasters by magic.

Clement sent the chessboard on the stone table to Reid and said, "Play first, I'll go to Grandma, she must have a way."

The four of them are playing chess in the greenhouse. Wednesday and Clement don't pay much attention, so their moves are evenly matched. Reid looked at the chessboard and didn't know what to do next, so he said, "Pugsley plays with Wednesday." Come on, I'll go with you."

Pugsley sat in another seat as promised, he didn't ask too much for anything.

However, Clement and Reid searched the room and couldn't find Grandma. Lurch said she went out with Morticia, and Gomez, who was not here.

Instead, they saw Fester. Fester had been playing games with Wednesday and Pugsley recently or was obsessed with traveling in the cellar. Fester, as his name suggests, festered - he loved the dark and damp company.

Reid said, "What now?"

Clement raised his eyebrows and said, "We can help him recall and take him to do the things he liked and often did before."

Reid: "En...UncleGomez didn't describe much of their daily life in detail."

Clement said: "Only quarreling and reconciliation, throwing knife and his target, and pranks in front of the cellar."

"But I also know that the children of the Addams family grow up like this." Clement's eyes shot towards the direction of the torture room.

……

"Are we really going to do this?" Reid stepped into the Addams' toy room for the first time, and he was a little horrified, asking Clement, "Is there anything wrong?"

Reid looked around and saw ancient machetes and torture tools in the torture room. This is exactly the torture room used by European nobles to torture sinners and slaves in ancient times. Electric chairs, switches, knives, guns and sticks, shackles and iron prisons... The United States devolved China's knife control regulations are like a joke to them.

Clement put deep shadows on his eyebrows today, and drew cuts like broken horns on both sides of his forehead, but even so, his face still showed a clear innocent look: "What's the problem? We are all Came here this way."

Wednesday and Pugsley raised their hands in agreement: "Honestly, it's kind of tired."

Fester, who was still in amnesia, didn't know anything. He weighed his slightly bulky body, wandered among the tall, thin and small Children, and said, "What are we going to do?"

Fester said heartbrokenly: "These toys are overkill for Wednesday and Pugsley. They don't understand anything, even the lethal parts of the human body."

Wednesday put his head down, and so did Pugsley.

It was obvious that they were ashamed.

Reid: "..."

Clement was the most calm, he said to Fester: "UncleFester, do you still remember the name of Wednesday and Pugsley's favorite game?"

Fester said, "No, I haven't been in here yet."

Wednesday smiled: "'Does God exist?'"

"I put Pugsley in the electric chair," Wednesday said.

"Because that's what kills me," Pugsley said.

Clement said, "But you're not dead yet."

The little girl restrained her smile and said, "That's natural, because God doesn't exist."

Clement looked at Fester and said, "God is dead, and FesterAddams is the one who survives."

Fester shook his body: "I feel bad."

Reid murmured, "Me too."

In the end, Fester sat on the electric chair. This electric chair was a bit small for Fester. He no longer had the thin body as before. He was now like an enlarged and expanded version of Pugsley.

Pugsley liked this metaphor, and he happily ran to Fester, put on the conductive helmet and tied the electric chair straps for him.

Pugsley laughed, "I like you UncleFester."

Fester also said happily: "That's really good, little devil."

Wednesday and Clement stood in front of the electric switch one after the other, they had always been alike, and at this moment, Reid felt that their similarity reached the highest point he had ever seen.

Clement also warmly invited his lover to play this game together: "Would you like to try Spencer? I can let you pull the gate."

Wednesday opened his eyes slightly and said, "Is Spencer coming to play?"

The corners of the mouths of the brothers and sisters turned up little by little, and their eyes were full of light—the shadow of swords and swords and the light of lightning.

The expressions in their eyes and the dark and gloomy tone in the torture room make up a strange and beautiful picture, as if on a stormy, stormy sea, a sea monster pokes its head out of the blue waves and casts a phantom, calling for those who come across the howling storm. The temptation from hell was becoming more and more irresistible to the sailor.

Reid silently memorized a psychology paper before speaking: "No need, just play."

Seeing that Pugsley also wanted to ask himself to help, he quickly repeated: "I'll just watch you guys play, let's start..."

"Okay then," everyone said regretfully, "if you are firm."

"I am firm," Reid said.

"I can treat this as an electric shock therapy." Reid said to himself, but couldn't bear to look away.

Everyone didn't force him to watch, Fester opened his eyes with dark circles and said, "Come on, children, let me feel your enthusiasm."

Clement shouted with Wednesday and Pugsley: "Restinpeace, UncleFester!"

Rest in peace, Fester.

"Our beloved fester—"

Reid said silently: "Castacoldeye, onlife, ondeath, horseman, passby."

With cold eyes towards life and death, one rides through the world of mortals.

You go ahead.

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