(4.13 First Update)

"Honored guest, with all due respect, I have prepared a delicious meal for you."

The taste buds hidden in the sense of smell do not need to be described too much, and the collision between molecules and the epidermis should not be found in such delicate words. The deacon, who was allowed, pushed a pulley cart full of delicacies and walked with flaming steps, swinging the floating line reserved in the space.

"Enjoy!"

The deacon lit the faint candlelight, which had no extra effect on the postponement of the summer nightfall except to create a romantic atmosphere, and then respectfully withdrew from the door.

"This is the first time I've had dinner with Bell alone!"

Xiao Yi opened the conversation, but I was a little shy and I didn't know how to answer, so I could only say 'oh', but I felt that something was wrong, and added 'en'.

"Ahh

A scream broke the sweetness of hesitation in the silence, a sound came from the main hall of the church, put down the knife and fork he had just picked up, and was pulled by Xiao Yi and hurried to the direction of the hall. By the time they arrived, the site had been isolated, the deacon had closed the thick door, and the church of light of prayer was instantly transformed into a dark courtroom of judgment. Omilijie, who was sliding in it, enjoyed the unexpected home field to the fullest.

Lying in a pool of blood was the freedom-preaching priest, his withered hands clutching a middle-aged woman with bloodstained hands. The dilated pupils are at a loss, and they can only rely on instinctive reactions to maintain a sluggish mental state.

"What's going on?"

The elder who heard the news doubted what he had seen and heard, and his outstretched fingers tested the priest's snort, and his pale complexion was like bleaching with a potion, and he could only shake his head helplessly. The plasma that burst out of the burst organ was basically coagulated, freezing the body that could not move again.

"Finally, when it's time for me to appear, I'll let Lord Ben lead you to solve the mystery together!"

Omirijie didn't know when she changed her dress, the pitch-black crow turned into a silver white dove, and there was really a kind of beauty of a frog turned into a prince, but it made people feel a little shocking and awe-inspiring.

"Where did the kid come from, don't make trouble!"

A deacon who blocked Omirijie's path and was able to perform his duties impartially in the midst of panic did not fail to live up to Jesus' all-round education. But he didn't know how to observe words and emotions in the world, but he was thrown to the ground, and the precise control of the scale prevented his tumbling body from touching the scattered evidence at the scene.

"Omiriya, a law enforcer from a mysterious land, has the eye to decipher all truths, and the angel of judgment for sin."

I thought that after introducing myself, I would be a tsunami-like vassal, but in this strange environment, I was silently ignored. Of course, the rest was for me to lead the rhythm and satisfy his false self-confidence, but it still didn't work. After all, in the pomp and circumstance of the bishops, there is no separation between angels and humans that requires special treatment. They do not worship the devastating divine power, nor do they satisfy their self-esteem.

"Distinguished guests, this is not a place for daily frolicking, please come and go"

Before the words fell, Omiriya had already begun to survey the scene. The professional operation of wearing gloves is actually just to eliminate direct contact with blood, and a more accurate description is just a habit that ordinary people cannot understand.

"There are only heart wounds on the whole body, which should be killed by a professional killer, in addition, there are obvious wounds on the neck, but there are no signs of fighting, it should just bear the price of faith."

Omily's analysis of the rapid detection of the wound makes the audience look forward to the continuation of the inference, but he chooses to remain silent, turning the priest's body upside down, looking for clues in the dense droplets of blood that may have been overlooked.

"The smooth back seems normal, but it implies a lot of cattiness, but I can't say it."

Omiritze's sigh makes me miss Truss a little, as a more skilled astringent, everything is under control. suddenly found that Si Qi did not rush to play a supporting role, as well as Sister Fili.

"Then, auntie, you will not choose to replace all your arguments with silence!"

Omily took off his gloves and threw them directly on top of the corpse to reveal his true nature, he was more adept at using the despicable methods of coercion and seduction than the tedious process of searching for evidence, but he was able to receive repeated achievements.

"I, I don't know what to say, what to say?"

The staccato trills are not meant to be the singing voice of the stage play, and the shocked mind must have transcended the path that the gods can guide them, and they sit there at a loss, and they dare not believe their purified eyes.

"It can't be a criminal who teleportes you to the priest! The prayer position offered to you is also not at the heart of this stage! ”

Following the direction of Omirijie's finger, on the bench at the end of the church, the matching cloak of the woman was placed, and the sound of coughing in the crowd confirmed all reasonable suspicions.

"I, my great Jesus, forgive me for my greedy sins, but I am still your devout disciple. Amen! Finding solace in balancing her state of mind, the woman continued her unfinished defense, her tone smoothed out under the blessing of the gods. As usual, I come to church every afternoon. Mr. Pastor had just led us in the last prayer, but my impurity mind was manipulating my body like a demon, and out of my own greed, how I wanted to have a cross that was similar to that of the pastor! That brilliant glimmer is the guidance of the gods! ”

"I think you're mistaken!" Omiritje took off the cross, which was made of ordinary scrap metal, and shook it before the woman's eyes, like a hypnosis that had been passed down in the realm of a warlock. "The ruby set on it has deceived your eyes, and it seems that the gods have not promised to give you a pair of eyes that can see through the world."

The exclamations that rose up in the crowd but stopped abruptly were more like laughing at the fact that they had also misunderstood, but they put away cheap self-esteem.

"So you killed the priest and made up such a farce!"

The aggressive Omiriya caused the woman who had just been about to get up to collapse to the ground completely, and in the confusion touched the palms of her clothes, and there was no blood dye artificially made because of the dark red liquid that had solidified.

"I don't, I'm not allowed to carry knives in the church, and besides, how can I, a woman, be a professional killer?"

The elder nodded in affirmation of the rules in the church, and the deacon hurriedly nodded his head to confirm his efficiency, but I had several sharp weapons hidden on me, not hidden, but the deacon's boasting of inaction. But the woman's statement is worthy of affirmation, and the strength of the attack is by no means something that her weak body can carry, and it is not difficult to see from her anxious state of mind that there is no excuse for the future East Window Incident.

"Then Mr. Elder, as the second person to get close to the corpse, you should be the next suspect who needs to be targeted!"

Omiritze's questioning made the atmosphere tense, and if the hypothesis was true, the elders conspired to kill the priest, and there would have been a rare scandal in the history of Protestantism.

"Huh? There is no overlap between me and Mr. Pastor's office, and if we are trying to get in touch with each other, then we are only working partners, co-managers of this church! ”

The flawless reason sounds pleasant, but it echoes in the mind and is very irritating. After about five seconds of silence, Omirijie broke free from the charm.

"I don't imply a conflict in your work, but your words remind me that if Mr. Pastor dies, I am afraid that you will be the sole owner of this church, except for the government pension! At that time, there will be no contradictions, and as long as you give orders, these incompetent deacons and God's people will have to obey their orders. ”

The silent audience was the most joyful laugh, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and little Ira tugged at the corner of my clothes, unable to understand the humor that crossed over adults. Omiritz also showed off his white teeth under my infection.

"Kid, are you laughing at me?"

The fist that came from the left side smashed into the palm of my hand, and then it melted, and the pain was so severe that it knelt down to the god and asked for forgiveness for the mistake he had just made, but it was not religious, but I was willing to forgive him for his ignorance on behalf of the god.

"I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at you! Got it? But ah, Omiritze, the true identity of this elder is destined to be impossible for him to be the culprit, and the assumptions you have just mentioned can only remain in the imagination. I'm right, Mr. Remingden! No, you should be called the Eagle Dog of the Turanian royal family, you should have guessed who we are! ”

The elder pulled out a staff from behind him, placed it in front of him, and served as a symbol of identity, and walked around Omily in front of him, and greeted him cordially:

"Hello, Mr. Count Bell! Argument with the white! ”