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Come down, but this time, it's not like being overwhelmed by the heavy pressure before, but quiet and thoughtful.

Sam looked at Dean for a while, bent down, and put his hands lightly around Dean's shoulders. He felt Dean froze in surprise and stepped back.Although the two brothers have a deep relationship, they seldom make such emotional gestures. Not only Dean, but even Sam is not used to it, but he still tightens his arms firmly, and Dean's warm smell is full of it. His nostrils, Sam closed his eyes, feeling the familiar smell.After a while, he felt Dean's hand raised, as if he didn't know where to put it, and patted him on the back with some hesitation.

Soon, Sam let go of Dean and sat back in his seat with a satisfied smile on his face, convincing Dean for himself.But immediately felt a little embarrassed again, touched his nose and walked away.

"It's too bad." Dean twitched the corner of his mouth to show a helpless smile, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart: he wanted to leave Sam, but the result was completely contrary to his expectations.There is probably nothing worse than falling into hell than falling in love with one's own brother.When and how did you discover it?If it weren't for Terry's appearance, maybe all of this would only remain in the close but still a little distant brotherhood forever.But from now on, even if Sam suffers the smallest injury and can shake himself, if there is another expectation for Sam from now on, can the two of them work together as before?

Bobby was happy to see that little disagreement was ironed out by the brothers in the beginning.In a short period of time, their problem was that the anti-magic hut needed to be repaired, because the roof that was damaged by lightning last time had not been completely repaired, and this time the outer wall suffered another disaster.But Dean was still unwilling to deal with the devil for a short time, so the three of them put their energy into repairing Bobby's house first.

Half a month passed quickly, and this period of time has been very peaceful. Even Bobby, who was still paying attention to the demon's movements, didn't notice anything wrong.In this calm, the angel Cassidio descended.

"Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester." The angel in the windbreaker had a blank expression on his face: "Why don't you continue your work?"

"Even we can't work [-]/[-]. Now we are, uh, taking annual leave." Dean deceived the little angel with a straight face.

"But the demons don't take annual leave. They are planning a terrible conspiracy." Cassidio believed in the annual leave.

"But I'm tired of these things, and I'm thinking about retiring, and if I do, it's not my job," Dean continued.

"But God chose you, and you will lead the army of angels to stop the coming apocalypse. If Lilith succeeds in liberating Lucifer, the whole world will usher in the end."

"First the devil chose Sam, and then God chose me? I said, before you make a decision, can you inform us first?" Dean said bitterly.

"That's exactly why I'm here. I'm here to inform you of the leadership of a part of the angelic army. This was a decision made 18 days ago, so we will save you from hell." Cassidio said seriously explain.

"You didn't inform me of the decision made 18 days ago? It turns out that angels also have bureaucratic style." Dean didn't want to continue this topic anymore.

"No, I'm overdue, but I figured since you just got back from hell, uh, maybe you need some rest."

"Yes, I still need to rest now."

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Cassidio tried his best to persuade Dean, but he never gave Cassidio a definite answer, and finally Cassidio left helplessly.

"I thought we agreed to continue working." It's not that Sam couldn't see Dean's evasion, but he thought that such a responsible Dean would not let the devil mess around for too long. Unexpectedly, even now, he still refuses. Get in touch with this mess related to hell.

"I just don't want to think about it right now." Dean rolled up his sleeves, picked up the toolbox in the corner, and was going to repair a car with Bobby.

"I can understand that what happened to you in hell hurt you-not physically, but psychologically. Why don't we do some simple work and treat it as rehabilitation? You and Bao Bi has almost repaired the whole house and the car outside, and I think even Bobby should be bored, don't you want to go out for activities?"

"It sounds like you already have a choice." Dean looked at Sam with a faint interest in his eyes. He was really bored after half a month of doing nothing, but he didn't want to leave because he didn't want to be with Sam. The thought of Sam alone in a closed car—or worse, watching Sam sleep next to him in a cramped hotel—was daunting.

Sam showed a scheming smile and said, "Actually, I just saw a piece of news: a rich middle-aged couple was found dead on their bed. They all looked like they were 8 or 90 years old when they died. old man."

"Is there such a thing?" Dean was indeed aroused: "Witchcraft? Monsters? Demons?"

"I don't know." Sam said with a pure and innocent face, "We need to investigate this. Fortunately, it's not very far from here. It's in Minot. If we can find clues, we can even leave in the morning and come back in the evening." The temptation in Sam's tone almost turned into reality.

"I'm not a five-year-old girl who can't leave home." Dean licked his lips, knowing Sam's aggressive methods.

"So we're leaving today?" Sam wanted to take this opportunity to finalize the matter. Dean saw no need to object, put down the toolbox, and followed Sam out of the room.

Dean stroked the steering wheel. During this period of time, he took good care of the car, but he never left the range of Bobby's house.Sitting in the car again was like entering the arms of an old friend. The familiar smell made him feel very comfortable, until Sam also got in the car, and Sam's smell also permeated the car.

Sam moved a bit, trying to put his two long legs more comfortably. Seeing Dean looking at himself with a tangled face, he smiled: "What's the matter? Do you need me to help you with something?"

"No, but you didn't tell me the exact address."

"Oh, yes." Sam took out a map of North Dakota: "Let's get on the road first."

In Minot, Dean sent Sam to the library to check the news while he went to a bar.Dean sat in front of the bar drinking local specialty beer and watching the news on TV. Because it was daytime, there were very few people in the bar, and the beautiful bartender was wiping glasses behind the bar boredly.At this time, the news of the mysterious death of the middle-aged couple was being broadcast on TV.

"Never heard of anything like this, have you?" Dean blinked and accosted the bartender.

The bartender pursed her lips, which was probably her habitual action, and said: "The Lis are a couple of good people who are enthusiastic about charity and care about their neighbors. We have known each other for almost 10 years, and no one would have thought that they would encounter such a situation. kind of thing."

"Actually, I do this kind of work." Dean showed the bartender a little of the FBI ID in his pocket, and saw her panicked expression as expected.

"We don't have anything illegal in our store," the bartender said, but clearly not so confidently.

"I'm not here to investigate your store, or I wouldn't come out in casual clothes." Dean smiled.

Hearing what Dean said, the bartender was relieved, and her attitude became more enthusiastic, but she didn't have any valuable news.Although he had known the deceased for almost 10 years, he had never had a deep personal relationship.But she also provided several names, including the executor of the deceased's will - as middle-class people with a lot of property, they naturally made a will long ago.

Back at the hotel at night, Sam has already returned and bought dinner.There is nothing worth reading in the local news. Now the cause of death given by the police is an unknown disease. After all, nothing can make a person age dozens of years overnight, and the autopsy results also showed that the two died of simple aging.

"I don't understand why it is necessary to go to the library to look up information in the Internet age." Sam complained: "There is everything on the Internet, even urban legends, there are a lot of them waiting for you to refer to."

Dean pretended not to hear, staring at a major league baseball game on the TV.Sam also complained a few half-truths and half-falsely: "The police can say nothing and found nothing, what should we do next?"

"Go look at the bodies, look at their homes. I've never heard of such a thing, and I can't guess why."

The next day, Sam and Dean came to the local forensic office. After careful inspection, nothing was found. They looked like ordinary old people.Afterwards, they came to the home of Li and his wife.This is a single-family house, the exterior wall is painted white, it doesn't look very old, and the appearance is also very design.The executor of the will, Mr. Li's cousin, opened the door for them.

The funeral will be held on the second day. Artwork, furniture, jewelry, etc. in the house will be auctioned in a small auction after the funeral, and half of the money will be donated to the local orphanage, because the Li couple have no children , they hope to realize their love for children in this way.

Mr. and Mrs. Lee are very classy