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At the same moment, a strong, middle-aged white man was lying on the bed. His name is Rom Hank, and he is the chairman of the Hank consortium.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the bedside table was ringing, and there was a series of rings, and the calls kept coming. The white man picked up the phone, looked at it reluctantly for a moment, and called back one of the missed callers: "Hello, Bishop Caesar, I'm sorry I fell asleep just now. You know, I always like to turn off the volume on my phone before I go to bed...... Yes, I understand that this matter must be dealt with as soon as possible, and it is very necessary to act quickly. ”

On the other end of the line was an old white man, very old, with gray hair. He was dressed in the garb of a priest, and every detail of the costume was strictly according to the rules of Protestantism. It can be seen that he has a high status in the church. "Mr. Hank," he said very politely, "your men have gone a little too far. It's one thing to protest in the streets, but it's another thing to kill people, which can lead to a shift in public opinion in an unfavorable direction. I need a list, those who have done this, you give me a copy of the name. ”

"We have always valued cooperation with the Holy Trinity, and we did so a thousand years ago," Romhank said. But to be honest, I don't have the list you want...... Wait, listen to me. I'm about to call my people to a meeting, and I'm going to find a way to get them to spit out the people who did it. But the only chip I have in my hand is yours, and I need your help...... You must know what I'm talking about. ”

"Clues about the Divine Source," said Bishop Caesar...... "we are still studying the notes we have just received." The Earl of Richard had tucked the notebook very well, and we searched for a long time at Crawford Manor to find it. ”

"I know that clue didn't come easily, but it was only a clue. To obtain the Divine Source, the sect cannot do without the help of the Consortium. Mercenaries, Materials, Transports...... Can the Trinity Church mobilize so many resources? A thousand years ago, you teamed up with the King of England to capture a secret temple in the desert of ancient Syria. The King's soldiers and the Knights of the Templar worked closely together. We want to continue this effective cooperation. The Divine Source not only symbolizes the majesty and power of the gods, but it also dispels mortal fears of disease, hunger, and death. We all need it, and we can work together. ”

"You said that there was a not-so-pleasant follow-up to the cooperation. The king's soldiers finally made a surprise attack on the church, hanged the priest and the bishop, and dug three feet into the ground. They tried to steal the sacred source, but the whereabouts of the artifact were unknown, and no one benefited from it. ”

"In light of that, I suggest we should be more open-minded."

"You want to cooperate, and I don't object to it, but I need you to make some real efforts. For example, to control public opinion on the streets, such as asking Lara Crawford to stop soaking in her father's study all day. ”

"Understood, Bishop Caesar, I understand perfectly. I'm sure I'll handle this very well, but I also need some tangible benefits to reassure the people below. ”

"I'll think about it." Bishop Caesar hung up.

Early the next morning, Romhank went out in the car. His black car drove out of a fancy London neighborhood and headed straight for the city centre. At this time, a very inconspicuous white Toyota Aqua quietly followed, and kept trailing.

Driving to a certain intersection in the city center, the black car suddenly stopped.

Romhank got out of the car, took three bodyguards, and went straight to the white Toyota very unceremoniously.

There was an old man in the car, the one who had been killed.

Of course, it was Nan Xiao who pretended. Illusion just works.

Knock knock, a bodyguard knocked on the window very unceremoniously, motioning for the old man to look over.

Nan Xiao turned his head, and his face was old and haggard, full of wrinkles and age spots.

"Is there something looking for me?" Romhank asked with a reserved smile.

Nan Xiao stared at him and asked, "Who killed my daughter?" ”

"Your daughter?" Röm was stunned, "I'm sorry...... Who is your daughter? ”

At this time, a bodyguard suddenly exclaimed: "It's that old man!" It was the one who was beaten to death by the protesters...... He's dead! His body lay in the St. Mary's Hospital morgue for three days and then disappeared! Hell! Ghosts"

Deliberately appearing on the old man's face is part of Nan Xiao's plan.

The thugs who had hurt the old man and his daughter would be frightened as long as they saw this face.

If the old man has a spirit in heaven, he must also be willing to see this result.

"I'm not dead," Nan Xiao said, "I woke up and crawled out of the freezer on my own." I live in the East End and have a small house and a car. I emigrated in 4891, I am a British citizen......" He deliberately said incoherently, "I went home, I took a shower, I drove out ......"

Hearing that the old man was not a ghost, Röhm and his bodyguards were relieved.

Rohm calmed down and asked rhetorically, "Why do you think I know who the murderer is?" ”

Nan Xiao is reasonable: "Because the Hank Consortium is the largest donor of the Holy Trinity Sect, and that protest was organized by the people of the Holy Trinity Sect. You, Romhank, are not only followers of the Holy Trinity, but also sworn enemies of Earl Richard. ”

Rom smiled contemptuously, "I have a daughter myself, and I sympathize with what happened to you. I condemn the violence, which should have been a peaceful, rational, non-violent protest, but it is regrettable that something has happened. But I can't help you, I don't know anything about it. ”

"Tell me, then, who knows the murderers who killed people? I'd like to talk to them. ”

"I'm sorry I don't know anything about those thugs, and I don't know anything about their social relationships."

"I don't believe what you say, Mr. Hank. With your financial resources, and your close association with the Holy Trinity, I'm sure you know something. ”

Rohm began to get a little impatient: "I'm a devout Protestant, and I listen to God's teachings, which gives me peace of mind and body. I know you hate the people who beat you, but that's none of my business. I'm not a terrorist, I don't do anything bad, I repeat, I don't know those things you want to know, please don't follow me again. ”

"If you haven't done anything bad, why are you afraid of being followed by me?"

A bodyguard next to him spoke: "Old man! You've followed Mr. Hank for half of London, so go fishing at the beach if you have nothing to do. ”

Nan Xiao stared at Romhank: "I will definitely find evidence that you are in collusion with those who killed my daughter." ”

Rom's smile was even more contemptuous: "Okay, I'm a first-class citizen, so I won't say it." Even if I have to be wronged, I can afford to hire a barrister to help me. I don't think you can expect to take me to jail. ”

"Don't think you can do whatever you want if you have money!"

"I'm sorry, but you can really do whatever you want with money," Romhank smiled and walked away, casually saying to the bodyguard, "I taught him so much, he shouldn't have understood it." The artistic conception of a rich man will never be imagined by him in his life. ”

The black luxury car drove all the way to the Hank consortium's office building in central London. Romhank's bodyguard lowered the window to show his face, and when the security guard at the door saw it, he raised the pole to signal that they could enter. But Nan Xiao was intercepted outside. The security guard said expressionlessly: "This is the private parking lot of the Hank Foundation, and no foreign vehicles are allowed to enter without a reservation." ”

Nan Xiao stared at the security guard and said, "I'll be back." ”

The security guard snorted contemptuously: "The old man is still playing rotten stalks? Do you think you're the Terminator? If you have the ability, you can bump into my security booth and try it. Tell you, the steel plate of this security booth is 1.5 centimeters thick, and bullets can't penetrate it, hahaha. ”

Nan Xiao didn't say a word, and drove away in a Toyota car.

The security guard rushed to the Toyota car that was far away and gave him a middle finger, and continued to take out his mobile phone to watch a small movie.

Five minutes later, the security guard, who was addicted to the small movie, suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked up and was dumbfounded: "My mother, what's that four-legged monster in the distance?"

The sickle-like four legs jumped more than ten meters high...... What the hell is this!

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