It's not true to say it's all true.

Because there was only one table, and it was a table in the corner of the room, it was covered with a layer of linen, which was very inconspicuous.

However, when this layer of linen is lifted, the scene looks extremely terrifying.

The table was full of eyes.

There is a faint smell of fish, and the eyes are covered with blood stains!

It's like being picked and picked by a picky diner for a long time, and finally left behind "leftovers".

What's even more numb to the scalp is that these eyeballs are still moving under the effect of unknown forces!

When the sheriff and a group of men lifted the linen, the eyes in the wine flipped and the eyes on the wooden table dilate.

Eventually, under the blank gaze of many eyes, they merged into one, regained their wholeness, rolled and mingled with the other eyeballs on the table, as if to say don't look, they were no different from the others......

Sheriff Wolf's face turned pale, and to his dislike of admitting it, he even recognized one of the eyeballs with turquoise pupils.

It was the eyes of the mayor of Hull Town, very recognizable. In the past, people praised it for its beauty, but now......

It's hard to say how many people would have nightmares at night, but at least everyone present was nervous because of it, and their arms holding weapons were shaking unconsciously.

"He, he's still sleeping......"

A young knight shuddered as he looked outside at the murderer who had been escorted into a rough wooden cage.

The atmosphere became quieter as a result, and the people in the room all turned and left the eerie room, their steps hurried, even slightly embarrassed.

At the same time, they tacitly do not mention to people outside what is in the house.

As a result, some soldiers who knew nothing about it were left behind to guard the place, others were placed around the cage to be vigilant for internal murderers, and the few who knew about it hid far away.

The murderer slept so deeply that neither the rain nor the noise around him woke him up, so no one would wake him up without any trouble—

They were in charge of arresting people, and interrogating them was the job of the other group.

So the whole team "escorted" the murderer, who was still snoring, to the direction of the tower where the city council was located.

At this moment, although it is still raining heavily, the sky is much brighter than before.

After half a night of fermentation, some important people in Shiphull Town basically knew the details of this matter, and they waited in the city council for a long time.

Naturally, the newly arrived young priests were among them

Sitting in a spacious room on the second floor of the city council, there were seven or eight people scattered around him, all of whom had a stake in the matter.

"This is unforgivable, Father Bernie, that crazy murderer actually gouged out the eyes of a clergyman!"

A balding middle-aged deacon said angrily while waiting: "This is a naked devilish act, and it is a clear provocation, and we need to respond to it appropriately!" ”

The person who spoke was a deacon in Gülen's church, perhaps on good terms with the victim deacon, or perhaps he thought that such a provocation was completely intolerable to the church, and he was now filled with righteous indignation.

"Of course it's unbearable."

Bernie said with an unchanging face, "So if the murderer is caught, we need to deal with it severely." ”

"I propose to apply to the higher authorities to send someone from the Inquisition to interrogate the murderer."

The bald deacon said: "In this way, this matter can be thoroughly investigated, including whether the murderer has accomplices and whether he was instructed by others!" ”

"Very good proposal."

Bernie replied affirmatively, "If the patrol could really catch the murderer, I would." ”

This made several people next to him who were eavesdropping with their ears open to have different emotions, and then one of them sneaked out under the pretense of going to the bathroom.

To say that this incident is very troublesome, and the forces that have been affected or provoked are also very wide, but in addition to the extremely bad nature, in fact, it has not brought much damage to the interest groups in Hull Town, at most it is the death and injury of personnel.

So even though they are all angry, there is a limit to this anger.

Catch the murderer, punish the murderer, and if the murderer has an accomplice or mastermind behind the scenes, follow the clues and dig deeper.

No one thinks it's an inappropriate process.

But if it's the church, that's a different story—

The local forces are complicated, and the church's style is extremely conservative, if the church is allowed to investigate, who knows what messy things will be involved in such a big move?

Even if it doesn't involve some messy things, can't the church use the topic to play and find something to do?

It's so bad that it's reasonable to make a big deal out of it, and no one will be surprised.

So if the murderer really came into the hands of the church, wouldn't it be arranged as he wanted, and he could be interrogated whatever he wanted?

Who would question the inquisition of the church?

In this way, Hull Town will not want to stop.

Therefore, it is okay to try the murderer, but it is absolutely not possible for the church to try the murderer.

So things changed dramatically at this juncture.

When the patrol team transported the murderer to a cellar near the three-story building of the city council, they also brought back the "truth" that had been investigated.

"The murderer's name is Jim, and he used to be a sailor."

Sheriff Wolf arrives in the meeting room where a group of people are and begins to speak.

"He was castrated yesterday because he didn't pay for prostitution, so he angrily launched this retaliatory move."

It sounds understandable, but none of the people present were stupid.

"How can an ordinary sailor be so powerful?"

An old man dressed in a housekeeper's costume frowned when he heard this, and said, "If he is so powerful, may he let himself be castrated without resisting?" ”

This was the steward sent by the Lord Gerald, lord of the Rowland Islands, to his youngest son, who had also been blind the previous night.

"The reason is simple, he was still in the prostitute's bed before he was castrated, and he didn't even have a fig leaf on his body, so it was difficult to resist."

Sheriff Wolf replied.

"Of course, there are many important details that we haven't found out, but the murderer has been caught, and I think these problems will be solved smoothly."

"Revenge alone won't take people out of sight."

The middle-aged deacon beside Bernie suddenly spoke, "This kind of behavior is obviously the modus operandi of some crazy heretics. ”

If it was a pagan crime, then there was nothing they could do about it, so Sheriff Wolf shook his head.

"There is no evidence yet that the murderer was an infidel."

"It's already a pagan act, Wolf!"

"We'll look into it in detail." Sheriff Wolf responded kindly.

"I don't think you're in a position to look into this."

The bald deacon said in a cold tone, "This should be taken over by us, I mean, by our Inquisition." ”

"Of course, we will seek help from the church if needed." Sheriff Wolf nodded approvingly.

The bald deacon was a little speechless by his attitude, and after opening his mouth for a moment, he finally snorted and said nothing more.

After a few words back and forth between the two, this matter seemed to be settled.

Bernie, who was on the side, watched all this quietly and never spoke.

Even after he left the place, he didn't say anything different about it.

As if he had acquiesced in the outcome of this matter, many people who were secretly paying attention to him were secretly relieved.

What they didn't expect, however, was that last night's events were just the beginning.

This beginning could have ended there, but due to the insistence of some, it had to continue.

On the way back, while closing his eyes in the bumpy carriage, Bernie came to the world of black fog, opened the black book, and wrote a paragraph on a page on it with a quill pen -

[Honorific Name: Blind God Coverdale]

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[Identity: Founder of the city-state of Maurice, Enlightener of the ancient Thors, Guardian of the Sea of Death, symbol of nothingness, friend of dragons and giants, god of wisdom enshrined in the Church of the Blind God]

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[Apply to add the Patriarch of Newcastle Continent, Tous Sea, Cypress Island, and Morris City Blind God Church - Longman Mormon as a friend]

(End of chapter)