The stained glass of the roof is shining down and shining on the intricate and exquisite floor tiles, which is already a clean white, which makes people sigh at the strangeness of the prism, which is colorless, but can accurately decompose the sunlight.

The priest in his religious uniform stood under the cross, bathed in pure sunlight, with a solemn and solemn expression.

"We are gathered here today to make the final journey for our friend, our brother, Monsieur Onesdall. His passing is a source of great heartache and regret for us, and his passing is a sad scar that we can never fade away."

The pastor stood in front of the stage and read the eulogy slowly, and the audience was silent, there was no sad crying or heavy sighs, all that everyone could do was be quiet.

Outside the window, a shrill beeping alarm bell signaled that the morning leisure time in Morata prison was over and that it was time for the prisoners to return to their cells.

However, the dozen or so people in the small chapel did not need to return to their cells, and they spent the whole morning at their leisure, as they waited for the farewell ceremony to end.

Yoo sat on a bench under the stage, looking intently at the pastor, who was dressed in a black suit today, and his hair was meticulously groomed, as if he was really saying goodbye to the deceased.

Compared with Liu Zhengyi's rigor, Songtao on the side was much more sloppy, wearing a prison uniform in his usual cell, which was covered with oil stains and mud, and looked even more unkempt than before.

When the pastor began to confess the eulogy, Songtao was really a little breathless and began to mutter.

Except for the first sentence, the rest are lies. I can come here and listen to this god's nagging, just to sit in this room and soak up the sun. ”

After that, he turned his head to Liu Zhengyi and said, "Are you familiar with Onesdall?"

Yoo shook his head slowly and said in a low voice, "I've spent nearly ten years in Morata, and I've spoken to him less than ten times. ”

Song Tao shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems that Omesder is really lucky, and perhaps the most mourning person in today's scene is you, the person who has spoken to him for less than ten words." After that, he looked up at the priest with a solemn expression and said to Yoo Zhengyi, "That guy must not be able to compare to you." ”

The corners of Yoo's mouth curled slightly, revealing a very polite smile.

Song Tao continued: "Although I am not good friends with Onesdel, I am still very familiar with him, to be precise, the crimes he has recalled. ”

We all know that Mr. Ournesder was not a perfect man, who was born pure and died with sins, yet Jehovah has said that he will forgive anyone for his sins as he can forgive his own mistakes. The pastor continued.

Does that phrase come up in the Bible? I think there may be something wrong with my memory. Songtao muttered in a low voice.

If Jehovah really speaks, then it seems that he is also an unruly man. Let me think about it, embezzlement, abuse of power, money laundering, ** young girls, hired murderers, if the number and extent of Onesdel's sins can be forgiven, then Mussolini can go and guard the gates of heaven. ”

Yoo looked up at the cross hanging above the priest's head, and in the sunlight, the cross looked like a hanging sword, ready to fall at any moment.

"God is not only God, but also our guide, who leads us through layers of darkness to the purest heaven, where we will eventually be cleansed of lead and sublimated into the purest souls."

Song Tao said: "I really can't imagine what kind of scene it will be like for me and Onestel to fly around in heaven with small wings behind us, I'm afraid anyone who sees it will vomit." ”

Yoo listened quietly and remained silent.

"God loves every human being, whether in life or in death, and we will meet again eventually. May God bless you all, Amen. ”

"Amen. Yoo said in unison with the other prisoners, and Song Tao sat there not knowing what was muttering, but his voice was muffled.

When the prisoners walked out of the chapel one after another, the sun was shining brightly and warmly on their bodies, and Songtao's face had a relieved expression, just like an old cat resting comfortably in the sun after breakfast.

The surrounding prison guards are not strict in the supervision of these high-level criminals, first of all, the status of these people is completely different from the nature of other criminals in District 51, before entering the prison, everyone's status was envied and unattainable by ordinary people, although they are in trouble, but a large part of them are still outside the prison.

Moreover, this group of people is not as radical and crazy as ordinary prisoners, and it may be very unaccustomed to this place at first, but after a long time, they have become familiar with this place, and some people even regard this place as a unique sanatorium.

After the farewell ceremony for Omesdel, everyone's faces showed a relaxed smile under the sun, and it seemed that Onesdel was indeed not welcome during his lifetime.

"By the way, just now you said that you have been in prison for ten years?" Song Tao, who was extremely comfortable in the sun, suddenly opened his mouth and asked Liu Zhengyi, Liu Zhengyi was slightly stunned, and then nodded.

"Looks like it's going to change for you this year. Song Tao squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully, looking a bit like a witch doctor's magic stick.

Liu Zhengyi shook his head and said, "No, ten years have passed, and my life has changed again." ”

Song Tao shook his head stubbornly and said, "Don't talk about death, I've been in Morata for too long and I've seen too many things. Ten years is a hurdle for both people and the world. ”

"I'll lend you good words. Yoo smiled, not caring about it.

At noon, the prisoners were arranged to eat in the dining room, perhaps after saying goodbye to the dead in the morning, Yoo had an ordinary appetite, and after eating only half a sandwich, he drank coffee and flipped through the newspaper.

The news in the newspapers is as uneventful as ever, and the best part is the entertainment section. Yoo scurried through the pages, as if he had found some information about the new humans, only to find that there was no news except for some cliché evaluation editorials.

Liu Zhengyi shook his head, and said secretly in his heart: Human beings are really forgetful. He then tossed the newspaper aside.

At this moment, a prison guard strode into the dining room, and the eyes of the prisoners in the dining room were subconsciously focused on him, judging from previous experience, something would happen.

"Liu Zhengyi!" the prison guard was the first to shout, and only after Liu Zhengyi noticed him did he say, "Get up and follow me, go freshen up and clean up first." ”

"Did something happen?" asked Yoo Masayoshi.

"Someone visited the prison. ”