"At this level, if it's just the four of us, will it be a little reluctant, if it reaches S, it will be even more tricky. () Visit:. Say"

The three of them heard Emile say that this mission was so dangerous, and their faces were a little solemn. The air in the room seemed to have stagnated. The people in this room, in fact, are not afraid, they have chosen one dangerous mission after another. It's because I like this way of life. Or for a variety of reasons, they like this way of life. But if the task is already a clear life. This enthusiasm will still shake like a candle flame.

Amir gave the order, and everyone quickly entered the horns.

Emile looked at the psychiatrist through a high-powered telescope, and several people around him were busy.

It was noon, so the church of the dead was a little crowded with people, and the psychiatrist knelt on a yellow 'colored' mat, and a white-robed preacher stood in front of him.

"What do you have that you need to confess?" The white-robed missionary asked.

The psychiatrist looked up, pushed his glasses and said, "Priest, I'm from abroad, where my elderly mother lives. I'm here to ask my father for forgiveness. ”

"Oh, your father is like this? Then why don't you go to him and come here to confess?" The white-robed missionary was suspicious.

When the psychiatrist heard this, he sobbed.

"Could it be that your father has gone to heaven?" The white-robed missionary asked

The psychiatrist cried and said, "Yes, but I didn't even see him for the last time."

When the white-robed missionary heard this, he helped the psychiatrist up and said, "It is not necessarily a good thing that your father is already in heaven and does not have to suffer all the sufferings of this world. He will not feel good when he sees you crying so sadly in heaven, so please mourn. ”

"To tell you the truth, my father was a former missionary." The psychiatrist wiped away tears.

"Oh, then you can rest assured that the Lord will be kind to him." The white-robed preacher said.

"Yes, yes, I think the same way, but my mother's health is getting worse and worse, so this time she has to let me come, first, to pay tribute to my father, and second, to see if my father has any relics." The psychiatrist said distressedly.

"The Lord must have seen your thoughts about your father. Then go and find your father's relics, so that your mother's wish can be fulfilled. ”

"I'll tell you the truth, my father taught in this church." The psychiatrist looked at the white-robed missionary sincerely.

"Huh? No, not a single missionary has died in recent years. Read the full text of the latest chapter. I think you must be mistaken. The white-robed missionary shook his head.

"You must know, well, the outside world calls this church the Church of Death, and my father was lost in that disaster." After the psychiatrist finished speaking, his eyes were filled with tears again.

"Oh, I see, but the church has been preaching, and your father's relics may be hard to find." The white-robed missionary said regretfully.

"I know it's been a long time, but I'll have to try my best, or my heart won't be at peace, and you won't let me see my father's house. Just by looking at it, my mother's wish and I have been fulfilled. The psychiatrist pleaded.

"This ...... I'm afraid not, the church is never open to outsiders. The white-robed preacher waved his hand.

The psychiatrist began to sob, and tremblingly took out a golden object from his bosom and handed it to the white-robed missionary.

The white-robed missionary took it and saw that it was a chalice made of gold, the carving of the body of the cup was extremely beautiful, and the rim of the cup was made of rubies spliced together. The white-robed missionary hurriedly asked, "What is this?"

The psychiatrist adjusted his breathing and said, "Mother said that this is the Holy Grail when my father was on a mission, and I have always kept it at home, and then I heard the bad news from my father, and my mother asked me to come this time and put this Holy Grail in my father's former home, so that my father's soul has been on a mission."

"Oh, oh, I see." The white-robed missionary said yes again and again, but his eyes never took off the golden chalice.

The psychiatrist saw that the white-robed missionary had to 'show' his greedy expression and hurriedly said, "I will leave him at the window of my father's former house, and I will never disturb others."

"So, so."

"Please fulfill my mother's wish and my mother's wishes." As he spoke, the psychiatrist took the chalice into his arms again.

The white-robed missionary's face was full of reluctance, and he hurriedly said, "The Lord will not blame you and your mother for missing, what is your father's name?"

"My father's name is Rael." Psychiatrists have long done an in-depth investigation of the personnel of this church.

"Oh, oh, I know, his room is the room I live in now, and it seems that this is really the Lord's arrangement."

The psychiatrist didn't ask any questions, and said with a smile on his face: "Then please take me there."

The white-robed missionary looked around and said softly, "Not now, you can come back tonight, there are a lot of teaching affairs to deal with during the day."

The psychiatrist waved his hand again, turned his hand and left, and when he was about to reach the 'door', he put one hand in front of his 'chest' and made an OK gesture.

Emile looked at it in the binoculars and said with a smile: "It seems that the psychiatrist has taken it down, and Xiumu can act at night."

Fayol next to him said, "What? Won't you let me go tonight?".

Amir turned to look at Fayol and said, "I'm going to scout during tonight's mission, not to kill. Your body, I'm afraid that as soon as you land, it will be equivalent to raising the alarm for others. ”

Dirk, sitting in front of the computer, laughed and said, "I slept in his room last night, and that cry was like thunder."

Not to be outdone, Fayol said: "I won't sleep when I carry out the mission, don't I just don't speak, and I can sneak in." He looked at Amir.

"It really doesn't matter to you to sneak in." Dirk excused.

Amir sat down and asked, "Is the pinhole sensor ready?"

"Of course, twenty-five in all, the induction can completely cover the interior of the church, and the main detector has been given to the psychiatrist." Dirk replied fluently.

"Well done, Amir leaves at 10 o'clock tonight, what's the problem?" Amir asked

"No," Amir replied crisply, and everyone was used to her quiet style.

After a while, the psychiatrist returned to the room.

Amir asked, "Can you guarantee that you will get the information if you 'hand' him the main detector?"

The psychiatrist rubbed his hands and said, "The daily affairs of this man's death church, if someone else comes to this church to take the dark line, they will definitely contact him." And this item is so valuable, it will definitely be kept in the safest place. And for a greedy person like him, the safest place is, of course, his own room. ”

"But if he had left the detector in the safe in the room or something, it might have failed."

The psychiatrist smiled and said, "I can see from his eyes that he is a miser who loves money like his life, and the greatest pleasure of miser is to count his treasures over and over again."

The night seemed to come very quickly, and it was completely dark just after dinner. Dirk checked his equipment, and Fayol, though inactive, kept wiping his pistol. And Emile, as always, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Before I knew it, it was almost 10 o'clock, and Emile pushed the psychiatrist who was sitting there reading a book and said, "Get ready for action."

Dirk tossed a black 'colored' combat vest to Amile, all of which were already equipped with 25 pinhole sensors, and Emile wore them. Follow the psychiatrist downstairs.

Emile immediately walked over to the telescope.

The psychiatrist knocked lightly in front of the huge 'door', and Emile seemed to have merged into one like night, and Emile couldn't even see where he was.

After a while, a crack opened in the big 'door' of the church, and the psychiatrist got inside.

The white-robed missionary still looked very happy in the light of the candlelight, he looked at the psychiatrist and said, "Quick, follow me, don't talk."

At night, there was no modern lighting in the interior of the church, except for a few candles dotted on the walls, and to see the way, it was necessary to follow the light of the candlestick in the hands of the white-robed missionary.

The psychiatrist and the white-robed missionary entered a room, the furnishings in the room were as they were in the last century, all the furniture was made of mahogany, the room was quite bright, and the precious mahogany furniture was carved with various patterns. There are two oil paintings hanging on the wall, and the psychiatrist only needs to look at them to know that these two paintings must be from the hands of a famous artist, and although this room is quaint, it must be luxurious in terms of money.

"This is where your father lived." The white-robed missionary said with a smile.

The psychiatrist laughed in his heart, this room is obviously your own 'fine' room, my father is just an ordinary priest who has been found at random, it is impossible to use such an expensive room for furnishings, and second, the best room in this church is definitely not his. However, although the psychiatrist thought so in his heart, he said with great sincerity: "Thank you, you are really the messenger of the Lord."

The white-robed missionary was a little embarrassed, but he still said with a smile on his face, "Then please fulfill your wish."

"Oh, yes, it's the psychiatrist," the psychiatrist pretended to be in a hurry, and pulled the chalice out of his bosom. After looking around, he respectfully placed the golden chalice on the windowsill next to the painting.

"If you fulfill your wish, your father will be relieved by this." The white-robed missionary said he was going to take the psychiatrist out.

The psychiatrist wanted to play tricks on this money-eyed missionary, and just after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and fell down in front of the Holy Grail, muttering something in his mouth.

When the white-robed missionary saw this, a look of extreme annoyance appeared on his face, but he had no choice but to come back, stand next to the psychiatrist, and chant some mantras.

Emil had already installed the twenty-five pinhole sensors, and she crouched on the beam, her fingers tapping lightly on the throat communicator she was wearing around her neck.

"I'll start testing now." Dirk pulled off the headphones he was wearing.

Emile nodded, as if thoughtful.

"All the sensors are working fine, and now we can send 3D images to the monitors."

"What about the psychiatrist, why haven't you retreated yet?" Amir asked anxiously.

"Oh, I don't know what he's doing, but it's fine." Dirk said with a smile.

Amir 'stroked' his hair, and seemed to find the night's actions a little boring. said: "Let the psychiatrist withdraw, and I will retreat again."

Dirk followed Amir's meaning and conveyed it in the headphones.

On the railing on the second floor, Amir saw the white-robed missionary send the psychiatrist out of the 'door', and was about to return from the same way, when suddenly he saw a man in a red 'colored' robe emerge from the darkness hidden in the corner of the wall, and slowly walked in front of the white-robed missionary