It began to snow at night, and by 12 o'clock there was a thick layer of snow on the ground and on the roof. A Ford Raptor departs from the motel and slowly drives towards the Santa Polka.

As he approached the church, Ling Xiao turned off the headlights and drove at a slower speed to the open space behind the church. When he got out of the car, he took off his license plate as well. He wasn't worried about what the tires would leave behind, and with such a big snowfall, the snowflakes would cover up a qiē mark.

After putting away the license plate, he took out two pairs of latex gloves, put one on himself, and then handed Huang Shuya another pair.

"Isn't it just going in and having a look? As for being so cautious? Huang Shuya said, but she still put on the latex gloves that Ling Xiao gave her.

"You're a hacker, do you leave a trail when you hack into a server and people can track you down?"

Huang Shuya shook her head, "Of course not, but is this more appropriate?" ”

"It's better to be careful, okay, you wait here for me, I'll go in first, and then I'll open the door for you." Ling Xiao said.

Huang Shuya stood in front of the back door and waited. She thought that Ling Xiao would break through the window glass and climb in, but Ling Xiao took a few steps backwards, suddenly ran forward, and when she reached the wall, she suddenly jumped up, stepped on the lintel on the window lightly, and then jumped up again, and then disappeared on the roof.

Huang Shuya's mouth opened wide, and she was stunned for a while before a sentence came out, "He...... Is it a cat? ”

After half a ring, the back door was opened, and Huang Shuya also saw Ling Xiao with a face of soot. He apparently entered the church through the chimney.

When Huang Shuya walked into the church, Ling Xiao closed the back door. The room was pitch black, and the flashlight in Ling Xiao's hand illuminated the road under his feet, as well as part of the surrounding environment.

This is the church's utility room, where firewood, grain, oil, and other items are piled up. After the utility room is the kitchen, and out of the kitchen, through a corridor is the hall of the church. A huge crucifix hangs on the wall at the front of the hall, and on the opposite side of it are rows of strip-shaped seats, of a very rudimentary type. After all, this is a small village church, and it is normal for the facilities to be rudimentary.

"Where do we start?" Huang Shuya said. Her voice was small, but it was still loud in the quiet space, and it could be heard in any corner of the church, and there was a little echo, which was a very eerie feeling.

Ling Xiao pointed his flashlight at a corridor on the right and whispered, "It should be a place to stay, let's start there." ”

"Okay, let's take a look." Without waiting for Ling Xiao to lead the way, Huang Shuya walked ahead.

Ling Xiao caught up with her, pulling her behind him as he entered the corridor on the right.

"There's no one here, there's an empty church, why are you so nervous?" Huang Shuya disagreed.

As soon as she finished speaking, a mouse suddenly popped out of the corner and ran to her feet like drunk.

"Ahh Huang Shuya screamed, jumped up suddenly, hugged Ling Xiao's neck, and clamped his waist with her legs.

The rat slipped into the dark area in the blink of an eye.

Huang Shuya was still very nervous, and her hands and legs were still holding Ling Xiao tightly, very nervous.

Ling Xiao smiled: "You said that you have adventurer's blood in your veins, and you like thrilling things the most, but what is going on now?" With your guts, are you embarrassed to say that you are an adventurer? ”

Huang Shuya came back to her senses at this time, she slipped off Ling Xiao's back, and said angrily: "I'm most afraid of mice, I'm not afraid of anything when there are mice!" It's normal for girls to be afraid of mice! ”

Ling Xiao suddenly pointed behind her, "Snake! ”

"Ahh

"Hahaha!" Ling Xiao laughed and leaned back and forth.

Huang Shuya, who found out that she had been deceived, glared at Ling Xiao, and stomped on Ling Xiao's instep when she slipped off him.

Ling Xiao couldn't laugh anymore.

After such a fuss, the tense atmosphere is gone, and the events in front of them are more like two innocent teenagers sneaking into an old church for a childish adventure.

There is really no danger in an uninhabited church, Ling Xiao is just used to being cautious, which is also for the purpose of protecting Huang Shuya and himself. Huang Shuya was naughty and mischievous, and he scared her, which was just a joke.

The two soon found Father John Borg's bedroom.

A very ordinary bedroom with only a bed and a wardrobe, as well as a hanger and a sofa. The bedding on the bed was neatly tucked away, and the sheets were neatly folded. The closet door was closed, the windows were closed, and the curtains were drawn. These are all situations that can be seen at a glance.

Ling Xiao patted the dust on the latex gloves, and then said, "Let's find out, you are in charge of the bed, and I am in charge of the wardrobe." ”

Huang Shuya nodded, then walked to the side of the bed and began to search for things on the bed.

Ling Xiao opened the wardrobe and searched the wardrobe, he didn't let go of every corner of the closet, and he didn't let go of every piece of clothing hanging in the closet.

After about ten minutes, the two ended their respective searches.

"Nothing was found." Huang Shuya said.

"I didn't find anything, let's go back to the study and look for it." Ling Xiao said.

The two left Father John Borg's bedroom and went to the study next door.

Compared to his bedroom, Father John's study was much more atmospheric, with several bookshelves full of books, religious ones, scientific ones, and archaeological ones. In terms of the type of books in these collections, it is not difficult to see that Father John Borg was a man of learning and perhaps was doing some kind of research.

In the study, there was an old-looking desk with a Bible, a bottle of ink, and a goose feather dip pen in the inkwell. The desk and pen are very old things, which add a bit of vicissitudes to this study.

"You are in charge of the bookshelf, look for the book of my own, and I will be in charge of the desk." Ling Xiao said.

"Hmm." Huang Shuya answered softly, and then began to act.

She is very naughty at times, but she is very serious when she gets down to business.

Ling Xiao also began to search for the desk. He opened the top drawer of his desk, and he found some photos, which were all related to charity activities, such as giving food to the poor, giving books and sweets to children, and carrying them. Jing is also mostly poor tribes in Africa.

"Could it be that Fr. John Borg really went on a mission far away, such as Africa?" These photos made Ling Xiao have such a conjecture.

In addition to these photographs, the first drawer contained some letters from Africa. Ling Xiao casually opened a few letters and looked at them, and then found that most of these letters were thank you letters.

Putting everything back in its place, Ling Xiao opened the second drawer.

Inside the drawer was a bag of writing, and nothing else.

Ling Xiao took out the Wen Jiàn bag, opened it, and was stunned when he saw what was inside. This bag is full of things related to him, secretly taken photos, information downloaded from the Internet, and some investigative materials obtained by a private detective!

"He's stalked me, and more than once!" When Ling Xiao looked through the photos, he was surprised to find that some of them were taken secretly in Manhattan, the town of Wigand and even his game against Cardiff City at Wigan Athletic.

"What did you find?" Huang Shuya walked over.

"Look at it, there's a picture of you on it." Ling Xiao pulled out a candid photo taken in Manhattan, in which he and Huang Shuya were walking down the same street.

Huang Shuya looked at it, then looked at other photos and investigation materials, and said in surprise: "He's stalking us?" Why? ”

"I don't know, but I think it's mostly related to that mysterious text, and I suspect Father John Borg has been studying it. If we can find the records left behind by his research, we can find clues to decipher the mysterious text. By the way, did you find anything over there? Ling Xiao asked.

Huang Shuya shook her head, "I searched all the bookshelves, but I didn't find the leather book at all, nor did I find the record of the kind of research you said. She pointed to the third drawer on her desk and said, "Have you seen that drawer?" ”

"Nope." Ling Xiao opened the last drawer.

The drawers were empty, there was nothing.

Huang Shuya's face suddenly showed a look of disappointment, "It seems that this time it was in vain, and we didn't find anything." ”

Ling Xiao didn't seem to hear Huang Shuya's complaints, he still grabbed the handle of the drawer and didn't let go.

"What are you doing?" Huang Shuya noticed Ling Xiao's strange behavior.

"I always thought this drawer was a little weird, like it had a rope tied to it." As he spoke, Ling Xiao pulled the drawer out.

With this pull, the floor under the desk suddenly opened downward, revealing a Hesseian tunnel.

The third drawer is a trap that won't be touched when you pull the drawer halfway through, but if you continue to pull the drawer out, it will trigger the trap and open the entrance to the tunnel. This is undoubtedly a very cunning mechanism, and under normal circumstances, who would pull an empty drawer out completely?

"Yours is yours! It's really fun to go on an adventure with you, so let's go down and check it out! Huang Shuya was very excited.

"Wait a minute, I don't know what the situation is below, I'll find an oil lamp and go in." Ling Xiao said.

"What are you looking for an oil lamp with a flashlight?" Huang Shuya said curiously.

"The air in the basement is not circulated, and if there is a lack of oxygen, the oil lamp will go out. Did you really get into Harvard? Didn't Uncle Huang donate a lot of money to get in? ”

Shuya Huang, "......"

After half a ring, the two entered the tunnel. Ling Xiao, who was holding an oil lamp, walked in front, and Huang Shuya followed him closely. The footsteps of the two echoed in the narrow tunnel, as if dozens of people were walking, and it felt quite eerie.

The oil lamp in Ling Xiao's hand plays a role in testing oxygen concentration, but the lighting still relies on the flashlight in Huang Shuya's hand. The length of the tunnel is not long, only about ten meters, and at the end is a black wooden door. When she entered the tunnel, Huang Shuya shone on it.

When we reached the end of the tunnel, the flame of the oil lamp weakened a little, but it was not extinguished, which proved that the oxygen content in the air was still fine.

Ling Xiao reached out and pushed the black wooden door.