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Excerpt from "Official Post"

:smile34: :smile16: May you rest in peace, father!

So, who's in charge here? I'm asking, who's the head of this division? My intuition tells me that Drakkosha is involved in this, as the killer of the poor priest. And my conditions are as follows: you hand over all your accomplices, and I might not stretch your cute little behinds until they reach your ears! And by the way, you're holding my wife and daughter hostage, and if even a single hair falls from their heads, I swear by Zubr, I'll make you beg for mercy!!!111

And in general, if I suspect a conspiracy, I'll blow this holy little town to smithereens!

P.S. lol, Jack wrote everything in blue and earned some nice BD points...

P.S. lol, everyone wrote everything in blue for Jack and earned some nice BD points...

But your rep system isn't working, so it's easier to just give you a red vote.

And I feel bad for Toxa =(

Line, Simon, let's wrap this up quickly before the journalists arrive. If anything becomes clear, I'll be in my office.

Today's performance turned out to be too exhausting. Immediately after the show ended, Mila headed to the dressing room. She needed to change quickly, run to a convenience store to buy some kind of food, and rush home. "Alex probably won't go to bed until I get back," the girl sighed, looking at her reflection in the mirror. "I should probably brush my hair," she chuckled, but then her attention was caught by a newspaper lying on her vanity. The very first page reported a nighttime incident. A crazed maniac had killed Father Glen. "What a pity... He was such a kind man... How many times he calmed me down, supported me... I hope the culprit is found"...

My bald head thinks that Drakkosha is involved in this.

Let those who thought Jack wouldn't start making fun of me raise their hands. And I'll grab some popcorn.

Universally loved? Who even needs him?! I can breathe easier now that this religious scammer is dead! *laughter turning into a cough*

Everyone's favorite? Yeah, right, who needs him?! I even started breathing easier after that religious scammer kicked the bucket! *laughter turning into a cough*

"And I buy things from this guy," thought Mila with a sigh.

"And where does all this anger in Kyle come from? Everyone knows he likes to drink, and Father was famous for his excellent wine! Maybe they had some kind of disagreement with Kyle? Or what if Kyle is the maniac? It's quite possible! Given his life... No wife, no children... Poor, poor Kyle... He's so lonely."

Joseph was already sitting in his office, with one of his favorite books about Sherlock Holmes lying on the table, open somewhere near the end. He was flipping through the pages, either to remember what the book was about or simply out of boredom. From time to time, he would bring the pipe to his mouth, take a couple of puffs, exhale the smoke in the shape of rings, and continue flipping through the pages. Perhaps the book would offer a clue, something that would lead him to the right path. -"Father Glen... Yes, the killer knew how to cause trouble for the city. And he's not afraid of justice, the scoundrel!"
The tobacco in the pipe was already gone, and the book hadn't offered anything interesting. - "Not a single clue," Joseph thought to himself and leaned back in his chair. - "I need to take a nap."

What a surprise, Toxa was killed.
Well, now we can confidently say that this is a new, good tradition.

wine cellars :(

The club and the street were surprisingly quiet and peaceful. Could it be that everyone is asleep? Or have the citizens hidden in their homes and are afraid to go out after what happened? Such silence... And this dark alley... A slight shiver ran through Mila's body. "Nothing bad will happen!" she reassured herself. "But why, why is no one here?! Where is everyone?! What's going on?!"

Calypso opened her eyes. Oh Lord, who is screaming like that? Mila? What happened? Was Father Glen killed? By a maniac?
Calypso looked at the packet lying next to the couch again. It didn't seem like it – the powder was ordinary. A warm lethargy washed over her immediately after Calypso inhaled it through a thin silver tube, as she usually did. And she slept peacefully. So, it's not hallucinations. What happened? Who did Father Glen offend? He didn't seem to be involved in anything. "Even I couldn't lure him to a performance," Calypso smiled, remembering how Father Glen blushed and got embarrassed when she persuaded him. He was so funny – he took everything seriously. And now he's gone.

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Loved by everyone? Who needs him?! I even find it easier to breathe now that this religious scammer is dead! *laughter turning into a cough*

This alcoholic has gone too far. Is it possible to talk like that about a servant of God?

Was Father Glen murdered? Who and why? What motive could anyone have for killing such an honest and pious man? Who could he have crossed? No, I heard those rumors, something about little boys and Catholic priests. But Father Glen wasn't like that; we had a good relationship when I was still a kid! And he always gave good advice! I hope Joseph has some ideas because I'm completely stumped.