The deceased is guilty?

Are the living guilty?

Depraved. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info hell.

Open the Catacombs. Murky. Lonely.

Pin. Messenger of sin.

Innocent people. Moan.

- "Poems of Death, Innocent People"

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"You know that. It's just a trade, you only get one chance to choose. ”

Light smile. The blue eyes are clear.

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The fingerprints and saliva were all identified by the same person, Jon Gailey.

Jon Galli - A middle-aged 43-year-old man, unemployed, unmarried, and with his young son, living in an abandoned warehouse in London's East End.

When the police found him, he was very drunk and fell asleep on a mess of ground. When he sobered up, he denied killing the woman and screamed that he was the real victim.

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"Girl, I heard you're going to be in charge of that corpse mutilation case and prosecute Jon Gailey for intentional homicide?" Vashag picked up a piece of red wine beef specially made for him by Tianyun and brought it to his mouth, and immediately a mellow taste permeated his lips and teeth.

Tianyun nodded, "Who did Uncle listen to?" Salsa? ”

Vashag picked up his glass and took a sip of the Crimson Streamer. This scarlet night streamer is made by the scarlet night flowers of the demon world mixed with the water of the holy lake, the color is dark purple, like the beautiful color of black grapes, the taste is mellow and hot, it is one of Vashag's favorite wines.

"I listened to 'Xiao Tianyun'." Vashag looked at Tianyun expressionlessly, and said, "That Jon, it's your uncle, right?" ”

"Uncle?" Tianyun chuckled, picked up the knife in his hand, and slashed into the red beef in front of him, as if cutting the most hateful thing in the world. "Except for the uncle, Tianyun no longer has any relatives and friends. That damn fat guy is just my prey. ”

Looking at Tianyun's angry expression with interest, Vashag squeezed the wine glass in his hand lightly, and asked, "That Jun Hao, can you be satisfied?" ”

Tianyun stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment, and then said, "It's not bad." At the very least, it's much better than those dumb-headed police officers. ”

"Really?" Looking at Tianyun's distorted face through the transparent burgundy, Vashag looked at it calmly, not knowing what he was thinking. "I heard, he's pursuing you?"

Tianyun was stunned for half a second, "Did Xiao Tianyun say it again?" Oh, this rag doll has enough gossip! Could it be that Karen was infected? ”

"Hehe, Xiao Tianyun will never lie. She is the best rag doll. ”

Tianyun put down the knife in his hand, got up and walked around behind Vashag, leaned over and hugged his neck tightly, rubbed his cheek and said softly: "Uncle, Tianyun will always be Uncle's best doll, and will never lie, and will always be by Uncle's side." ”

Vashag shook his head: "I don't want you to be just a doll forever, I want you to be able to have your own power, so that I can bring you into the demon world with peace of mind." ”

Tianyun nodded knowingly and said, "Tianyun has been working hard. This time, the vicious woman wanted to kill Jon's child, but unfortunately, she almost died at Jon's hands in the end. Hee-hee-hee, her soul and body are filled with a dark sweet taste, and it is delicious! ”

The blue eyes flickered, and the bright red streamer surging under them was like the blood that flowed. Tianyun couldn't help but think of the vicious woman's distorted and terrifying face before she died.

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Two days ago.

London's East End. Whitechapel Road. St. George's Chapel.

Under the wind and rain, the Gothic architecture that has gone through the vicissitudes of time is a place where bloody crimes often occur. Tianyun never imagined that the first prey of this death game would appear in the vicinity of such a dramatic 'Whitechapel'.

London's East End, once a hub for refugees and the poor, has long since become a meeting place for the aristocracy and the underworld, artists and madmen.

The buildings are not as beautiful and desirable as they are remembered. Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar building, Tianyun suddenly remembered the exhibition her parents took her to the Whitechapel Art Museum to see when she was a child. She couldn't remember exactly what she had seen at that time. The only thing I remember is the terrifying "Whitechapel Bloodbath" in the mouth of the librarian, and the horrific eyes of the young librarian who almost destroyed the precious artwork in horror when he saw Tianyun.

…… I wonder if the librarian is still working here? If so......

Squint slightly. Murderous leaks. Unexpectedly, a mother and daughter who passed by suddenly felt a chill hit people, and couldn't help but take a second look at the blonde woman holding a red umbrella.

Tianyun lowered his eyes and looked at the hands of the black watch on Hao's wrist. The long hand rests on the "X". Jon's appointment time was 10 a.m.

I put away my red umbrella and glanced at the gray streets, which were still shrouded in drizzle. Turning around, he stepped into this old church that was no longer beautiful.

…………

St. George's Chapel.

As with most lesser-known churches, the blue-gray brick walls and dark brown benches line the sides.

Perhaps the only vestige of this church in history is the serious violence of 1860.

Tianyun had heard of the religious revival movement initiated by the professors at Oxford University, but the details were not clear.

…………

Inside the church, she soon found the bloated, timid man among the scattered people who sat on the pews.

- The man who had hugged her when she had lost her parents and was in trouble.

- The damn man who finally pushed her into the abyss of hell once again.

She clearly remembers, in juvenile law, that fat, ugly face. How those fat, disgusting lips distorted the truth, how they told lies, and how they kept identifying her as "It's her!" That's her! Open the door and put in those three thugs! Killed her real parents! ”

Quietly looking at the ugly, bloated man sitting in the church. I watched him praying religiously, and I don't know what to say.

…… Is it repentance? - Or are they more lies? ……

Jon stood up after praying, and quickly noticed the rhyme. On that fat face, a joyful light flashed in his small eyes, and then he took a staggering step, pulling the fat body, and walked in front of Tianyun.

“HI！ Prosecutor beauty! Jon's fat face, with a smile on it, cracked his mouth, revealing his black-and-yellow teeth. You're finally here! I've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

Tianyun nodded his head and asked, "You have something to do with me?" ”

"Hehe, even if it's okay, you can meet with the prosecutor's beauty, isn't it?" Jon laughed and stretched out his fat and dirty hand, trying in vain to grab Tianyun's arm, but Tianyun directly avoided it.

"Say it. This time, how much does it cost? Tianyun's face showed extreme disgust. She already knew what Jon was looking for Erin. Over the years, her 'dear' uncle has used the case to extort a lot of money from Erin. In the "Erin's Memory" obtained, although each time Erin seriously warned Jon that it was the last time, Jon was like a leper dog, extorting Erin countless times, and the amount was increasing.

"The prosecutor beauty is really straightforward...... Jon squinted with a smile, "not much." Just £1,000! ”

“1000？” Tianyun glared at Jon angrily, "It's been two years since that case, and in the past two years, you have come to me several times and asked me for a lot of money!" Besides, this girl is dead, don't go too far, Jon! ”

"Hehe, it's the same when you're dead. It's about the reputation and future of the prosecutor's beauty, this 1,000 pounds is only, not much, not much! Jon smiled, seemingly not worried that Tianyun would not give the money at all.

Tianyun frowned. The disgust for Jon was even stronger in the bottom of my heart. But she wasn't in a hurry. This prey, she wants to let him completely fall into darkness, and then break him into pieces!

"Good. I'll give it to you. But you give me the memory that this is the last time! ”

"Good! Good! For the last time! Definitely for the last time! Jon smiled and held out his hand. Tianyun opened the purse, but there were only three hundred pounds in the purse. "I don't have that much around me now. I'll go and get the money in a moment, and I'll bring it to you again. ”

Jon's eyes flashed slightly, and after taking the three hundred pounds, he quickly nodded and said, "Okay, good!" Otherwise, I happen to have something to do, and I'll have to rush over first. Trouble prosecutor beauty, come to the Black Eagle Distillery behind Red Brick Alley in a moment, I'll be waiting for you there in Warehouse 3! With that, he walked out of the church door with a smile.

Watching Jon's figure disappear, Tianyun was about to leave, but someone in the church reverently sang the hymn.

“The.Lord.bless.you.and.keep.you，

The.Lord.lift.his.countenance.upon.you，

And.give.you.peace,and.give.you.peace；

The.Lord.make.his.face.to.shine.upon.you，

And.begracious,and.begracious；

The.Lord.be.gracious,gracious.unto.you

……”

He stopped and turned his head to look at the singer. It was an old woman, with a very reverent gaze on the icon in front of her, singing staccato and staccato singing, not beautiful, but with an endless, pious love.

Listen quietly to this hymn of praise. Quietly look at the Bible stories depicted in the colorful glass in the center of the church, and the compassionate eyes of Jesus. At the bottom of Tianyun's heart, endless sadness and pain swelled.

She remembered her parents who had died tragically. remembered her miserable life for the past two years.

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Stand quietly in the church, listen quietly to the hymns, and quietly look at the pious eyes of those who pray.

-- Here, people learned to believe. I also learned to repent.

-- However, the sins committed by those who are hypocrites. Confession...... Useless!

Quietly raised his eyes and looked at everything around him, a rainy day without sunshine, and the air surging around him, moist and fishy.

"God...... bright red welled in his eyes, "God loves all beings?" Scold. Love all beings. ”

The proud gaze swept over the statue of the god that stood tall, and Tianyun's heart suddenly felt a little cold and disdainful.

Turning around, he left this ancient building that seemed solemn, but it was full of countless evil atmospheres.