"What's wrong with you, sir?" The priest panted and ran to Ling Xiao's side, anxiously speaking.

"My heart ...... Heart disease...... Seizures...... It's uncomfortable! Ling Xiao's face turned red, he looked like a patient who had a heart attack, and his condition could be hung up at any time.

"I'll call an ambulance right away!" The priest was busy pulling out his phone.

"No, no, no, it's useless for an ambulance to come." Ling Xiao said weakly: "I, I have medicine...... I just ate one, and you take me down and put me on the bed...... Just lie down for a while. ”

"Okay, I'll carry you down, you bear with it." The priest lifted Ling Xiao, who was lying on the ground, and carried Ling Xiao down the hill.

Ling Xiao carried his lockbox and groaned in pain.

"Is that your medicine in the box?" The priest talks to Ling Xiao, trying to distract Ling Xiao.

"Yes, the medicine in the box will relieve my pain......" Ling Xiao said weakly.

"What about your family? Need me to get in touch? The priest asked.

"My wife ran away with the child......," Ling Xiao said, "and the woman fell in love with a rich man." ”

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." The priest said, but his expression was strange - this was probably what he really wanted to say, this is what he really wanted to say.

Let's talk about it, and before I knew it, I was at the end of the hillside, and the priest was sweating profusely. Fortunately, his body was strong enough, otherwise he would not have been able to hold on for a long time. But even so, he was really tired.

But at this moment, the lockbox in Ling Xiao's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"My box ......," Ling Xiao said weakly.

"Don't worry, I'll pick it up for you." The priest said as he bent down to pick up the lockbox that had been dropped on the ground.

Ling Xiao's body suddenly sank down, and the priest, who was already very tired, couldn't bear the sudden increase in gravity, and leaned forward, crashing into a tombstone at once. At that moment, Ling Xiao's thumb quickly pressed his sleeping hole, and a wave of internal force spit out, and the priest suddenly fainted.

"I'm sorry, Father, 50,000 dollars to buy you a night's sleep, you're the winner of this business." Ling Xiao picked up the priest and strode towards the church.

The priest's room was very simple, the only decent thing was an Apple computer, which was very new, and the size of the screen was an exaggerated 28 inches. The computer didn't turn off, and the screen showed a paused game screen. That's a Call of Duty 11 game scene, a first-person perspective, an open sniper scope, and a soldier being targeted.

"This priest is not fashionable." Ling Xiao smiled, he put the priest on the bed, and then left the priest's room.

In a utility room, Ling Xiao found the tools he needed, a shovel and a hoe.

Passing by where the priest had fallen, Ling Xiao picked up his lockbox and ran quickly down the hill. At this time, he is a person with a heart problem, he is simply a hungry wolf who preys. Thirty minutes away, he arrived in less than ten minutes.

Going around to the tombstone engraved with John Borg's name, Ling Xiao didn't want to delay for a minute, took off his coat and dug up.

The soil layer of the cemetery is very soft, and there are no stones, Ling Xiao digs easily, and each shovel is full of soil. The hoe he brought was completely useless.

Half an hour later, a half-man-deep pit was born, but nothing was found.

"Isn't there anything hidden at all?" Ling Xiao's heart was very impatient, and he thrust the shovel down in anger.

Click! There was a crunch.

A stream of metallic smoke seeped through the cracks in the dirt, thin, and dissipated in the blink of an eye.

"What is it?" Ling Xiao's heart was full of excitement, and after a crisp sound, he quickly swung his shovel, and clumps of dirt flew out of the pit.

Soon, a locked tin box appeared in the dirt. The tin of the tin case was painted with a black coat of especially, apparently made by Father John Borg to prevent rust.

Ling Xiao took out the tin box. It is only one foot square, not too heavy, and weighs seven or eight pounds.

Ling Xiao shook it slightly, and the sound of collision suddenly came from inside the iron box. The sound is not the sound of metal colliding, but the sound of a book and paper colliding with a hard object. The sound of the sound made his mood even more excited, and he could now almost tell that the tin box contained his leather book, and some other things!

It's not hard to guess what else is worth hiding like Father John Borg?

Ling Xiao aimed the shovel at the iron lock on the iron box, and slashed down with the shovel. There was a loud sound, and the iron lock was split in a burst of sparks, and the blade of the shovel was rolled in a large piece.

Ling Xiao threw the shovel aside and opened the tin box.

The tin case did contain a sallow-colored book, as well as a thick notebook, and a few letters.

John Borg's identity is more important than his life, and everything is in this tin box.

Ling Xiao picked up the human skin book and opened it casually, and the contents of the book were indeed mysterious words that could not be deciphered. In addition to the text, there are some hand-drawn illustrations. The illustrations in the book are some of the characters, some of the animals, and some of the plants, which look very messy. I couldn't decipher the text on it, so I didn't know what the book said even if there were illustrations.

Ling Xiao's mind also recalled the photos that Father John Borg had sent him, and those photos were indeed taken of the contents of the human skin book, but only a few in the front, a very small part, and there were at least three hundred contents in the back.

Ling Xiao picked up the notebook and flipped through it again.

The notes in the notebook are those of Father John Borg, and the contents are also related to mysterious texts. But now was not the time to sit down and read carefully, and after flipping through a few pages, Ling Xiao put it into his lockbox along with the human skin book and the letters. He then climbed up to the pit and quickly backfilled the shoveled soil.

All the dirt returned to its place, and Ling Xiao flattened the fluffy dirt, and then placed the shoveled dead grass turf on the surface of the pit.

It can't be 100% restored to its original appearance, but then what happens to the turf of a cemetery? These were trivial things, and Ling Xiao didn't care, after doing this, he walked down the hill with a shovel and hoe, and his lockbox.

The way down the mountain was extremely easy, and the cold wind blew on his cheeks, just taking away the heat and fatigue caused by the strenuous labor just now, and Ling Xiao's body and mind were very happy.

Ling Xiao returned to the church, and the priest was still unconscious.

The computer's monitor still has a suspended game screen, a first-person perspective, an open sniper scope, and a soldier in the distance who is getting a headshot.

It was a surprise that the priest was playing such a bloody game.

"Father, I'm sorry, I stunned you when you carried me down the mountain, but I have no ill intentions, I hope you can forgive me and forget about today." Ling Xiao said to the priest, then turned around to leave.

He was not at all worried that the priest would tell what had happened in the House of the Holy Servants, because he had received fifty thousand dollars.

But just as he walked to the door of the bedroom, Ling Xiao suddenly stopped and looked back at the game screen on the computer monitor. His complexion suddenly became solemn, and his nerves suddenly tensed.

As he carried the priest in and placed him on the bed, he saw an open sniper scope and a soldier being targeted. Now, the game screen shows an open sniper scope, a soldier who has been shot in the head.

How is it possible to shoot a soldier in the head in a paused game?

In this case, there is only one explanation, and that is that someone has come in and accidentally touched the space bar of the keyboard on the computer desk.

Ling Xiao suddenly stepped back, his feet were silent, his eyes were firmly fixed on the area outside the door, and the corner of his eye was not idle, locking on the left and right sides. His hearing was also raised to the limit, searching for any suspicious sounds.

Because he had a thought of a man - the mysterious killer who killed Father John Borg!

"I should have thought that the killer killed Father John Borg, he didn't get anything, he would definitely be watching around the church and then following ...... No, Huang Shuya and I both used makeup, using unfamiliar faces...... It's still not right, Huang Shuya and I used our real faces when we first appeared in the church, because we didn't know that Father John Borg was no longer alive......" Ling Xiao's heart thought of several possibilities for a moment, but in the end, he couldn't determine one of them.

The other party has not yet appeared, and who knows his identity and motives?

There was no sudden rush of anyone in the doorway, and there was no particular sound outside the bedroom.

Ling Xiao had already retreated to the door, he put the lockbox under the bed, and then carried the priest who was lying on the bed out of the bed, and pushed Father Ye under the bed. He then drew the sharp Swiss Army knife. However, the Swiss Army Knife didn't give him much security. This kind of knife can play a big role in survival in the wild, but fighting, those scissors, saws, and so on on are cumbersome.

The tip of the fifty thousand dollars was exposed under the priest's pillow, and Ling Xiao could take it with his hand, but after he picked it up, he stuffed it into the priest's arms. This is what people deserve, and he will not take it again.

I stood quietly for a few minutes, but there was still no movement outside the house.

"Could it be...... A rat or something crawled over the computer desk and accidentally touched the space bar of the keyboard? Ling Xiao thought to himself.

He took a step forward, but then stopped again.

Will the rat press the spacebar to make the character in the game fire, and then press the spacebar again to pause the game?

It's not impossible, but it should be about the same as the odds of winning the jackpot in a lottery ticket. Most importantly, there are no traces of rats crawling on the computer desk.

Finally, a slight sound came into Ling Xiao's ears, very slightly, in the direction of the corridor into the main hall of the church.

There was a slight sound, then there was no sound, but after two or three seconds, there was a very slight sound. This time, the location was closer to the priest's bedroom.

Ling Xiao's nerves tensed again, and the hand holding the Swiss Army knife was also full of cold sweat.

If it were an ordinary person's hearing, it would be impossible to hear such a subtle sound at all, but Ling Xiao is different, he has a deep internal force, and his body organs and corresponding abilities are more acute than ordinary people, so when he is engrossed, he can hear very subtle sounds that are difficult for ordinary people to hear.

He's sure there's a man in the hallway!