As soon as she arrived in Basra, Susan was stunned by the scene in front of her, although she did not know what was going on in this country, but in her impression, it should be poor and destitute, full of gunsmoke, but the scene in front of her was completely opposite to what she remembered, and the most surprising thing was the emotions in the eyes of those who came and went.

Susan thought it was all an illusion, but from the airport to downtown Basra, there was nothing false about what she saw, and the only thing that made her frown was probably the ubiquitous agents.

Basra is an open city, but it is also a city that shocked her, the people here have healthy beliefs and values, but before coming here, many people told her that everything in the new Iraq was a façade, but now it seems that what they are talking about is an illusion, and the real environment is a hundred times better than what they say.

After a day of visiting Basra, Susan was reluctant to leave, and finally arrived at the Great Mosque of Basra, where the legendary prophet is said to have lived and worked.

Before coming here, Susan really doubted that this man was really a religious person, and if not, then why did the Basra people believe in him so much, and if so, why did he bring more than faith to people, but more hope?

Susan was aroused by the legendary prophet's girlish curiosity, and she was a little eager to meet this mysterious figure in her heart, and entering the Great Mosque of Basra was to explore the source of it all.

Handing over the camera to the manager at the door, Susan lined up tirelessly, there were not a few people who came here to visit, but more people came here to worship, because of the religious shrine, so it is not allowed to take pictures, and it is the only place in Basra where pictures are not allowed.

Tourists will consciously hand in everything that can be photographed, but the Muslim guards at the door will not check, everything here is self-conscious, which makes it difficult for Susan to imagine that those who are keen to take pictures with cameras will actually hand in their beloved cameras.

Maybe they will meet the young and charismatic Prophet, maybe not, they will only hear a passage of the Qur'an from the Muslim Grand Imam, but no one will be disappointed, because their ultimate goal is to feel the unique Islamic flavor here, after all, the Prophet cannot be seen, because the Prophet is rarely in front of people, and he is also the spiritual leader of all the people in the new Iraq, and he cannot always be in front of everyone.

After four hours of queuing, no one left the queue, even though it was getting late.

When Susan entered the temple of the Great Mosque, she did not find anything surprising to her, the Great Mosque of Basra was far inferior to the three holy mosques of Islam, there was no luxury there, there was no historical precipitation there, and perhaps it was only because of the presence of a prophet in the eyes of Iraqis that it made it sacred and legendary.

Su Shan looked at the Islamic clergy in front of him chanting the scriptures, and the people in line to the front were worshipping, although it looked a little feudal, it was a unique culture of religion, and it was also a way for people to express their beliefs, so Su Shan was not disgusted, and she would not be disgusted either.

She had seen many Islamic clerics who were more powerful than this imam, and even the imam who recited the scriptures was still very rusty, but no one gave up worship because of his unfamiliar language.

At that moment, Susan got the answer she wanted, and this was also the ultimate purpose of her coming to Basra, and it didn't matter if she didn't see the prophet or not.

Following the worshippers, Su Shan also made a standard Muslim pilgrimage, and just as she was about to leave, suddenly a young man blocked her way, Su Shan frowned, and in front of everyone, the two glanced at each other, and both found the vigilance in each other's eyes.

But the young man did not do anything out of the ordinary, but followed her all the time, leaving the Great Mosque in an orderly manner in the crowd.

Until outside, after the crowd dispersed, Su Shan walked to the small tree in the distance to enjoy the night scene, and waited for the young man who was walking unhurriedly behind her.

The two seemed to have known each other for a long time, the young man sat next to Su Shan, but Su Shan was not surprised, the young man said calmly: "You are here." ”

"You're the one I want to meet, right?" said Su Shan, with a warm smile on her face.

"Yes and no. The young man was none other than Canglong, and he replied speciously, and then stopped talking.

Su Shan's face was stunned, without too much expression, she just asked, "Are you ready to start a religious war?"

"Religious Wars?" said Canglong with a sarcastic smile, "Do you think it's necessary for me to start such a boring war?"

"Boring war?" Su Shan smiled, "What an interesting assessment, you are completely different from what I imagined." ”

"Why is it different?" Canglong asked rhetorically.

"You don't have a strong religious atmosphere, but you are the spiritual leader of this country, a prophet in their eyes, you have no rights, but you control a country, and even threaten many surrounding countries, you have no murderous spirit, but you are the number one killer of the League of Assassins, and even killed twenty Templars in the Vatican. Su Shan smiled.

"Are you satisfied?" asked Canglong again, "My Excellency, no matter what angle we stand, we seem to be on opposite sides. ”

"Opposite?" Su Shan shook her head, "I never think that one religion is opposed to another, especially the mainstream religions in the world, whether it is a prophet or God, or a Buddha, they have not taught their followers to kill, to war, to oppose, it's just that human nature has made two religions that can live in harmony become opposites, but ......"

"But what?" Canglong wondered what the saint thought.

"But if someone wants to deliberately create a dispute, then I will definitely fulfill my obligation to protect what I should protect and defend my responsibilities. Su Shan smiled calmly.

Canglong suddenly laughed, he hadn't heard anyone say that responsibility was to be defended, but from Su Shan's firm eyes, Canglong suddenly understood that the terrible woman in front of him would do what she said.

However, Canglong seemed to have already thought about answering the question: "If you take the initiative to provoke, then can I also defend my responsibility?"

Su Shan was silent for a while before saying, "Of course you can." ”

After speaking, Su Shan nodded, and without waiting for Canglong to say anything, she stood up and left the square of the Grand Mosque, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Perhaps no one could have imagined that the men and women who they regarded as lovers under the small tree just now were actually the leaders of the two largest religions in the world, one was a saint with no less status than the Vatican Pope, and the other was a prophet of Iraq.

After Su Shan left, Canglong sat alone under the tree, and at this moment, Su Su suddenly walked out and asked eagerly, "Why don't you do it?"

"Hands, what hands?" asked Canglong strangely.

"Saint, why don't you kill the saint, this woman is so terrible, I don't know if you hadn't reminded her to come to Basrah. Su Su's face was full of surprise, this saint made him feel that his intelligence network was so fragile.

If it weren't for the fact that Canglong had been watching the surveillance video of the Grand Mosque recently, I am afraid that Su Su would really not regard Su Shan as the famous saint, after all, this woman is completely different from a saint in terms of dress and temperament.

"It's not your fault. Canglong shook his head and walked towards the mosque.

Su Su hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Why don't you blame me, this is the dereliction of duty of my intelligence agency, if she can come and go without a trace, then my intelligence network is full of loopholes." ”

"There are only a few people who can disappear without a trace under your intelligence network, and characters like saints, do you think they will put down their bodies and become spies?" Canglong asked rhetorically.

Su Su nodded, but asked, "Then how did you find out?"

"She's coming for me, and I'm waiting for her, it's as simple as that. After saying that, Canglong didn't explain anything, and quickened his pace back to the Grand Mosque.

Su Su was even more puzzled, but said into the radio headset: "Withdraw it all." ”

Then, he chased after him, in fact, outside the Great Mosque, Su Su sent all the elites of the Intelligence Agency and the Special Command, although he didn't understand why Canglong didn't do anything to the saints, but at least he had done his job, although he was still so confused in his heart.

A few days later, Susan came to the Vatican, where she saw a completely different scenery from Basra, the Vatican churches were extravagant and gorgeous, most of the people who came here were taking pictures with cameras, and more people were taking commemorative photos, even if the priests who worshiped in the church had reached a certain level of professionalism, but the people listening below were not too religious.

Susan was disappointed by what Basra had seen, and when she met Mario in the Cathedral of St. Petersburg, she was sarcastic, not because she wanted to satirize Pope Mario, but because Mario's fat, big-eared body and luxurious religious uniform were satirizing her as a saint.

At this moment, she thought of Canglong again, the plainly dressed young man, who was in the crowd, and few people knew him.

For the arrival of the saint, Mario was very happy, his face was full of smiles, looking at the woman in front of him, he didn't dare to underestimate it at all, these days the patriarch will put more and more pressure on him, he is worried about how to make the saint make a move, but he didn't expect the saint to come by himself, how could he not be happy?

It's just that what he didn't expect was that as soon as he was about to speak, Su Shan spoke in advance: "Unless he hits the Vatican, otherwise, you don't want to ask me to apologetic in the name of God." ”