Yang Zhiwen, who left the detention room on the third floor, is now slowly stepping on the stairs, preparing to walk to the office on the second floor.

The tall man in the detention room chose to confess to the police truthfully after pondering for a long time, and the short man who was a fox and a tiger also chose to bow his head and admit his mistake after seeing his companion confess truthfully.

At this time, Yang Zhiwen has come to his office, and his office is slightly larger than that of other colleagues, because the office staff is not particularly sufficient, so this office is only used by him, as long as anyone walks into his office, these words will appear in his head: narrow and crowded, messy but orderly.

This feeling is like you walk into the home of a dead Japanese fat man, this room may be all the quilts, clothes, socks and other things thrown away, but those dead fat boys regard priceless treasures, what two-dimensional character figures, limited black and white comics and things that idols have touched in reality, will be put together in an orderly and neat manner, and then sorted according to chronological order and importance in mind, version series, money price, personality quirks, etc., At first glance, guests may think that these items are too closely arranged, but when you think about it, these dead houses have almost the best layout in a limited space.

In a sense, Yang Zhiwen is this kind of Japanese dead fat house, there are four tall iron cabinets in his office, three of which are full of books, each cabinet is placed with different types of books, and there are four layers in the cabinet labeled with the on-site criminal investigation label, which are distinguished according to the four main elements of environment, time, fuzzy factors, and secondary criminal investigation, and are classified in detail according to the seriousness of the circumstances or the suspicious points of the case and marginal physical evidence.

The other two cabinets containing books are psychology and world history, and psychology is divided into three types: criminal psychology, crime psychology, and social psychology, Yang Zhiwen did not subdivide these three types of books, but only placed them in a position that is more convenient to reach by hand according to their practicality, and at the end there was an empty row of cabinets to place a worn-out and patched cowhide bag, an old iron knife, a small yellowed skull, a match and a can of biogas.

The bookcase of world history is full of miscellaneous books, just simply arranged in the order of East and West and chronologically, and even many books that are not functional, or not very practical, have been put on the table by Yang Zhiwen, among which there are even the common denominator of the Bible and Eastern and Western mythology, as well as 100 strange things on the earth... and other books.

Yang Zhiwen had already dismantled the partition in the cabinet and pasted a map of the distribution of the criminal population in Liantang according to his own statistics, which also appended crime cases of various sizes, marking the usual time of crime and the age of the suspect, as well as the characteristics of each region, as well as the characteristics of the relationship between the suspect and the suspect. All kinds of physical evidence in Zhou Yang's case were temporarily placed in this cabinet without compartments.

At this moment, he had walked to the door of the office, holding the physical evidence in his hand, then opened the office door with his head, and then carefully placed the physical evidence on his empty row of bookcases, and finally lay down weakly on his office chair.

Yang Zhiwen, who was lying on the office chair, looked at the ceiling blankly, thinking that although he had slept for a day yesterday, he got up at two o'clock this morning, but since he got up, he has been busy non-stop until now, and he has to take a rest anyway.

So at the moment when his thoughts ended, he had already turned his imagination into reality with action, taking off his leather shoes and putting his two feet on the desk at random, and the whole body was lying comfortably on the soft office chair, with a few newspapers on his head and body, thinking that he could finally take a break.

And Li Xinsheng, who was in the underground corridor of the warehouse in Bob's Manor, looked at the scene in front of him and felt a pain in his eyes.

Li Xinsheng and Bob had already walked from the long corridor full of torches and Bible murals on the walls, and at the end of the corridor had the same wooden door as the door to Bob's office, with old wooden planks and strange patterns.

When you open the door, you are greeted by an ancient European building with a dome and tall stone pillars like ancient Rome.

At this time, Li Xinsheng noticed that he and Bob were on a high platform, looking at this antique European-style building, which could be said to be resplendent in the true sense, both the walls and the floor were covered with very elegant ivory white tiles, and the surrounding walls were painted with portraits of Jesus.

There were also many pedestrians on the ground wearing pure white robes, and they all wore white hoods on their clothes, so that the country could not see their faces clearly.

In the very middle of the building, there is a long table. The two ends were narrow, the sides were very narrow, and the group of people in white robes were now standing side by side on one side of the table, and the ceiling directly above the table had a very large, very bright red cross-shaped pattern.

Li Xinsheng looked around the wall, but found no window, only a closed golden gate standing on the wall opposite them. At this point, he asked Bob, "So you brought me an underground Christian secret base?" And you also told me that as long as I came here, I knew how you were so rich? So... Right now? ”

Bob slowly lowered the corpse he was carrying on the floor as he stripped off the corpse's clothes: "It's very simple! Don't you see? I was about to give these two dead men to the group of people dressed in white... When the time comes, they'll give us a sum of money, understand? ”

Hearing this, Li Xinsheng let out a strange sigh with a strange face, and then also learned from Bob to put the body down, and then took off his clothes: "So that's how the money in your manor came from?" ”

At this time, Bob had completely removed the corpse's clothes, and said unhurriedly: "No, it's not like this, as for... The reason why I have the money to tear down the pig farm and build a manor is entirely because I won the lottery and won 300 million... If you don't believe me, I can show you the voucher I used to redeem the lottery ticket back then. ”

Hearing this, Li Xinsheng twitched without a face, and Bob was touching the wall behind them at this time, and after a while, a hidden mezzanine cabinet appeared in front of them.

Bob opened the cabinet and took out the white robe and silver cross necklace inside, then put the deceased's clothes inside, and then put the deceased in white robe and silver cross chain.

At this time, Bob really thought of something, turned to Li Xinsheng and said: "Wait a minute, you carry the corpse and go down with me, let's try to be as fast as possible, after all, we still have to find out who gave us the black card, and then let us kill each other." ”

Li Xinsheng gave a soft sigh of gratitude, and then followed Bob down the high platform.

Along the way, Li Xinsheng was thinking, he seemed to be recalling something that didn't exist but should have happened.

Bob, my familiar partner. He was originally a criminal policeman like me, but because of Anxi's death, he quit his job and started a gray job that ran counter to his previous philosophy, he was connected in both black and white, and as long as he had money, he was willing to help anyone.

Don't? When people's beliefs waver, or are shattered, will those who once had faith betray their beliefs?

Li Xinsheng and Bob have already stepped off the high platform, looking at Bob's back, Li Xinsheng muttered in his heart: Yes.

Then again, am I not like that? In the face of my son's threat, I made my compromise to the more powerful forces of evil, and I reneged on my faith and the vows I had made.

And such a person who has betrayed his faith is teaching a good person how to hold fast to his faith? It's ridiculous...

What if those bad things hadn't happened in the first place? If Anxi hadn't died, Bob and I would still be familiar in the end... Friend.

Anxi is the best girl in our firm, not only Bob and me, but the other men in our firm actually have that special idea of Anxi, whether that man is married or not, because all men can't help but be infatuated with her when they see Anxi, because she is so good.

Mature, intellectual, cute, playful, youthful, tsundere... All kinds of elements converge in Anxi, and luckily... Anxi: She was a little happy with me and Bob.

Bob and I both know that Anxi has a hard time choosing between the two of us, and Bob and I are the best brothers, whoever gets Anxi and the other will not be happy, but whoever doesn't get it will not be good either.

For the first time, there was a gap between the three of us.

There was a slight pause in his recollection, because at this time, Li Xinsheng, who was following Bob, had already come to the long table, and Bob placed the corpse on the side of the long table, with the corpse's feet against the edge, its head facing the center, and his hands folded in a prayer formation. And Li Xinsheng also learned from Bob and put the body on the long table.

The white-robed people gathered on the other side of the long table sat in their own places, and Bob walked around to the opposite side and stood in the middle of the crowd, and then opened his hands, and said with emotion and grandeur: "It is a great honor that I have met you again on the day of the Passover, and we have followed the covenant with God, and our ancestors Adam and Eve did not follow the covenant with God and ate the forbidden fruit a long, long time ago, so we humans began to have sin, we were bound by the words life, old age, sickness, and death, and God came to the mortal world twice, The second time he did not want to sacrifice his son Jesus, but unfortunately it failed.

But we all know that God will come to us for the third time to redeem us, and we must persevere in our faith in our only Lord, the Most High, and for that reason we are able to meet today.

So, let's keep the promise with God again, Jesus made the disciples drink its flesh and eat its blood, just as Adam and Eve ate the fruit of life according to God's agreement, now let's start praying, and then eat meat and drink blood, and the famine will go over our heads, and God will bless us, and we are all sons of God, and we are brothers! We will have eternal life! ”

The people in white robes began to pray with their eyes closed, their mouths full of reverence and devotion written on their faces.

Li Xinsheng stood on the edge of the stone pillar on the side and looked at Bob, with countless unspeakable words in his heart.

He, like me, has changed. But at least, he seems to have found his own faith, doesn't he? Even though he didn't really believe in God, he at least had a purpose, didn't he?

Now I am deciding for the good or bad of my son, even if I don't get Anxi, I still have my son.

But what about Bob? Still alone, I don't even know how he survived the accident? By the way, when I went to see him just now, he said that he made a deal with Satan.

Is there really a God and a devil? Regardless of this, he should have come to seek my help when he walked between black and white every day, touching the taboos of the law, instead of asking an unsafe person to pray for protection from an even less safe person, as he is doing now.

Maybe I should have mentioned Bob's opinion at the time.

It was a sunny morning, and all the members of our squad were in good spirits, and we had already locked down the suspect's position, and Bob and I were all hinting at the battle to see who would perform better at the time, because Anxi would follow whoever was going to follow at that time.

But just when we were looking forward to a better moment in the future, the group of suspects attacked us, and Anxi was captured by the enemy.

I thought we should go to the rescue immediately to avoid the worst, and Bob said that we should call for reinforcements immediately and sneak down.

It may be because everyone likes Anxi more, and everyone supports my opinion, but justice is so, and Anxi was killed by the enemy in the course of the battle, although we wiped out all the enemy.

If I had listened to Bob... But now there are no ifs, I have to make my choices, I have to protect my son, at all costs, because I'm such a selfish bastard.

At this time, Yang Zhiwen's mobile phone, who was sleeping in the office, suddenly rang, Yang Zhiwen looked at the call information, put the phone to his ear, and said with a smile: "Mom~ What is the matter with me at this time?" Missed my dad? ”

A woman's voice did come from the other end of the phone, but her tone was really bad: "How do you talk Zhiwen?" Don't talk nonsense, I have a relationship with your dad, isn't this still unsure~ By the way, where is your dad? I looked for him in the bureau for a long time and didn't find him, and he didn't answer his calls, do you know where he is? ”

Yang Zhiwen stood up at this time, his face full of smiles: "Aunt Xue! I don't know where my dad is. I'll give him a little call now, you wait a minute! With that, he hung up the phone and prepared to call Li Xinsheng.