Xiao Ning had just slept at the scene of the crime before, and he didn't feel sleepy at this time.

The quilt gradually became warmer, and he couldn't help but close his sore eyes.

The dream just now, he carefully recalled from beginning to end.

From the lighting at the beginning, to the floor at the back, to the bloodstains on the walls, and finally to the plaster statue that suddenly appeared.

If this is really a dream with hints, then the statue must be the key. If not, then maybe he is thinking about it day by day.

Many times, he can accurately tell whether the things he can see are real dreams or not.

But this time, he couldn't figure it out and couldn't figure it out.

Xiao Ning has encountered many difficult cases, but this is by far the most headache for him.

Not only because there are few clues, but also because he can't figure it out and can't guess what the murderer's purpose is, why he has to peel off his face, and why he has to turn over.

Together, these doubts seemed to be a fog in front of his eyes, making him unable to see the whole case clearly.

Thinking like this, Xiao Ning slowly fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark, and the entire criminal police brigade was also up and running.

Outside the glass window, Yin Zetai looked inside and made sure that the person was awake, so he walked in, "Boss, how are you sleeping?" ”

Xiao Ning nodded, "It's okay, I didn't dream." ”

"Boss, the plaster statue you asked me to check has been found, and there is only one in the city that is currently making this kind of small sculpture, which is a church."

After speaking, Yin Zetai directly took one out of his pocket and put it on the table.

It was a small white plaster sculpture of a child, but strangely enough, he had an old face.

He had no clothes on his body, and his upper body looked thin, but his lower body was carved with a lot of folds.

This combination is very strange, already strange enough to make people feel inexplicably disgusting.

Xiao Ning picked up the plaster statue, which was not heavy, but not light either, and the weight was moderate.

He flipped it over, and saw that the back of the sculpture, the back of which he could not tell whether it was a child or an old man, protruded from two sarcomas, like butterflies without wings.

He slowly placed the sculpture horizontally on the table as he crouched down and looked up from below.

The same perspective as in yesterday's dream, and the silhouette of the plaster sculpture is exactly the same as what he saw.

At that moment, Xiao Ning decided that the sculpture in the dream was definitely the one placed in front of him.

He sat up and looked at Yin Zetai, "Ordinary churches should believe in Jesus, right?" What kind of Western god is this? ”

Yin Zetai shook his head, "I also thought it was strange when I saw it before, and I checked the information on the Internet, and there are no gods in the West who look like this, let alone in the East." And what's more...... I've checked everything about the Ancient Beasts, but I haven't found any. ”

Since he checked so much information and found nothing, it means that this god has not been handed down from before, but is more like someone made it up.

He clutched the statue and said, "Let's go to that church." ”

There are many churches in the city, including two large ones, which have become landmarks in the area, and many tourists come to visit them as attractions.

The smaller churches are scattered in many places, and the statue is produced in the western suburbs, while the criminal police brigade is in the north.

Yin Zetai drove the car, which was equivalent to crossing the entire city, and finally arrived at this small church.

The church is in a very nice place, there are no residents around, and the nearest one is a kilometer away.

By this time the leaves had begun to fall, and the whole wide street was deserted by pedestrians, and there was a rustling sound when they stepped on it.

The sky was a little drowsy, and it was even more bleak.

Xiao Ning stood still and looked up.

From the outside, it's an ordinary church, no different from those in the streets.

Typical European-style architecture, with white walls, reveals a bit of sacredness.

But strangely, the doors of the church were tightly closed, and no one seemed to be there.

He looked sideways at Yin Zetai, "Let's go, let's go in." ”

When the two came to the door, Xiao Ning was just about to reach out and push open the door of the church, when he heard a low roar from the side, "Don't move!" If you are not a believer, you are not allowed to enter! ”

The movement of Xiao Ning's hand stopped abruptly and looked at the source of the sound.

A middle-aged man stood not far away, his face full of seriousness, and vaguely with a little anger.

He walked quickly to the two of them and continued unceremoniously: "I have never seen you, not a believer, so leave quickly!" ”

Yin Zetai frowned slightly, and was about to take out his documents, but was held down by Xiao Ning's arm.

He whispered, "We just happened to have a church here, so we wanted to come in and have a look." But why not let in? How do you know that we are not followers of Jesus? And churches are public places, so there's no reason for you to stop us. ”

When the man heard this, his expression was as if he had encountered some big joke, and his eyes were full of disdain, "Jesus? That's just a little god, and you ignorant people have made him a son of a god. I tell you, there is only one orthodox god, and that is the god of Dirod! ”

Dirod?

Xiao Ning frowned slightly, and then asked, "The god of Dirod, is that the god in charge of what?" ”

"In charge of what? Nature is in control of all things! There is only one God in the universe! ”

Yin Zetai wanted to say something, but was held down by Xiao Ning again, "This gentleman, I'm very interested in what you said, why don't we talk about this god?" And if this god is really that powerful, I believe in it. And develop a believer in God, and the god of Dirod will surely reward you. ”

The man's eyes lit up slightly, "You're right, God will reward me." ”

After speaking, he couldn't wait to pull Xiao Ning to the bench next to him and start talking about this god. But from the beginning to the end, he had no intention of entering the church.

Yin Zetai didn't open his mouth again, just listened quietly, Xiao Ning was the same, the reason why he used such a method was to startle the snake.

If this church is really related to this serial murder case, then he must not be able to identify himself as a police officer now, and the best thing to do is to blend in.

He never believed in God, but if he pretended to be the same for the sake of the case, he was willing.

The man continued to chatter, and Xiao Ning finally understood what kind of god this so-called Dirod was.

He is clearly the favorite of modern people - the God of Wealth!