Chapter 272: Darkness Under the Cross
That man and Pastor Lowe have a secret they want to keep in common. This little wooden door has existed since the church was established, and in the memories of several staff members who have followed Pastor Lowe for a long time, they don't know when this little wooden door has never been opened in front of them, whether it was ten years or twenty years, they have forgotten.
In other words, this secret may have been guarded for a long time, and the person inside has also been in the small room for a long time. For many years, the person inside had relied on this complicated way of changing locks to go out, and if I am not mistaken, that person did so at night.
On the one hand, if Pastor Lowe and the man wanted to hide from others, he would not be able to show up during the day, which would only increase the chance of a secret leak, and several staff members saw the lock on the outside of the small wooden door being removed at night, which showed that Pastor Lo was only relieved to let the people inside travel at night.
On the other hand, I already suspect that the person living inside is the real murderer, and the murderer killed Luo Danan at night, so the person inside may also act at night. As for the time when the gas canister was detonated by light during the day, it is believed that the person inside had gone out the night before and stayed at Pastor Lowe's house during the day.
"It's horrible." A female staff member who had been listening to me and Jiang Jun's analysis said that she had no way of imagining how a person could stay in such a small room for a long time. The moon peeked out of the clouds, and the bright moonlight poured into the room through the small hole in the roof of the house.
We all looked up, and the small hole was facing the cross above the church, which, in the moonlight, had no sense of sacredness at all, but rather a cold one. No one knows what it feels like for people who have lived in this small house for a long time to look at the cross every day, and no one knows what kind of conspiracy and darkness is hidden under the cross, which symbolizes light.
This church is quirky, and so is Pastor Lowe. Peeling back the cocoon layer by layer, many things seem to make sense.
The first is why churches only use a few small light bulbs that are of little use to any use. From the first floor to the second floor of the church, especially the second floor of the church, there are few light bulbs, and the yellow light emitted by each lamp can only barely illuminate a very narrow area under the lamp.
Everyone suggested more than once, but Pastor Lowe refused to change the lights, not because the church was underfunded, and not because Pastor Lowe wanted to save money, but in order to better hide the whereabouts of the person in the room. No one knows whether it will be ten or twenty years, and the longer the time, the greater the chance of exposure.
It can be analyzed through the lock on the wooden door that the people inside always have to come out to act, so the lamp has almost no effect, just to make it not so easy for the staff and members of the church who occasionally get up late at night to detect him. When I was on the first floor of the church, I had paid special attention to the effect of the light, and if one person was standing at a distance, it was very difficult to see the other person through the light.
And the dense trees behind the church can also be explained more reasonably: it is one of the places where the people in the house move. I am afraid that the person in the house has lived in the house for a long time, and the place where he came out to do his activities is not too far from the church, I speculate that the nearest place is the grove behind the church, and the farthest is probably only the house of Pastor Law.
If he goes farther away, he chooses to do so in the dead of night to prevent others from finding out. Most of the time, people in the house should only be near the church, and that grove is the best place to do so. The trees in the grove are not tall, but they are very dense.
This is also planted by Pastor Luo, generally speaking, planting trees is skillful, the distance between trees should not be too small, otherwise whether it is light conditions or soil conditions will restrict the growth of trees, Pastor Luo can plant these trees alive, he will not even understand this simple truth, so, Pastor Luo is deliberate.
In connection with Pastor Lowe's strange behavior, the grove is also easily linked to the secrets of the hut. The trees are so dense that if the people in the house are active in the grove at night, even if someone passes by, it is impossible to find a figure hidden in the woods.
A word flashed through my mind, even though it seemed a little weird.
Jiang Jun walked around the cabin: "What is this Pastor Luo thinking, he has a person in the house, and like walking a dog, sometimes let the people in the house come out to watch the wind." ”
Jiang Jun said what I was thinking, and the words I thought of were exactly that: walking the dog.
Several staff members were worried about what Jiang Jun and I said, the night was slightly cool, and the whole church exuded a secluded atmosphere. Listening to the ears of the sideways, the faucet in the absorption room of the church was not turned off, and the sound of water dripping down to the ground was falling one by one, and the sound drifted through the empty aisles and mission halls of the church into the small room where we were staying.
Late at night, Jiang Jun and I walked out of the church, and after a few staff members sent us out, they immediately hurried to their rooms, they didn't dare to look around, they didn't even dare to raise their heads. Seeing their frightened expressions as they left, I could tell what these people were thinking.
They had lived in the church for years, even decades, but it was only today that they finally realized how strange the church they were familiar with. The unknown is the most frightening, they don't know what kind of person lives in the little house, and they don't know what secrets are in that house.
Jiang Jun and I stood outside the church, raised our heads, and the moon once again hid in the clouds, and there was no light, and the cross on the church was lost in the dark night. The cross lost its holy red, and underneath its outline, the cross became black. The wind was strong, the moonlight was getting darker, and a few drops of cold fell on my face.
It was about to rain, and Jiang Jun and I rushed into the grove behind the church. The grove was suddenly soft, and we took a flashlight borrowed from the church in our hands and carefully observed the ground in the woods. The trees were so dense that I always had to lean sideways to navigate the woods.
After a while, Jiang Jun and I found a footprint on the soft suddenness. After the first footprint was found, we found the second, and then the third...... It took us more than ten minutes to survey all the small groves.
We found dozens of footprints that were almost washed away due to the recent rain.
These footprints confirm my previous speculation. This grove is different in that the trees are so dense that ordinary people don't come in, so these footprints won't be left by other people in the church. The owner of these footprints is the owner of the cabin.
"Professor Li, it seems that your inferences are correct." Jiang Jun crouched down and carefully observed the footprint.
If we exclude the possibility of the person who left the footprints being cheating, we can easily tell by comparing the length and width that the person who left the footprints should be an adult male. The sloppy footsteps prove that the man was walking aimlessly in the woods, which means that he was most likely walking or watching the wind.
When we came out of the grove, Jiang Jun and I were covered with dew from the forest, and the rain began to flutter down, so we had to stand in front of the church to avoid the rain.
Lighting two cigarettes, Jiang Jun and I sat on the steps in front of the church.
"Professor Li, who do you say?" Jiang Jun took a deep puff of his cigarette and asked.
"I don't know, but this person must be unusual." I replied. I suddenly thought of Qiu Xinghua's son, Zhu Li, who was locked in a small room since he was a child because he was ashamed to speak up, which is why he has such dirty habits.
The person who lived in the cabin seemed to be luckier than Zhu Li, because he could at least come out to watch the wind, and there was a difference between them, that is, Zhu Li was forcibly imprisoned, and the people in the house wanted to protect their secrets.