Chapter 574: The Old Man and the Braised Egg

"First, first of all, eliminate a wrong answer."

Under Song Lan's imposing slap on the table, Yelu quickly integrated the elimination method and helped him eliminate a wrong answer, "At that time, my sisters and I were transferred out of the 'mine', in your words, it means having a sufficient alibi!" ”

"You've been transferred from your post?"

Song Lan sat up straight all of a sudden, such important information was almost enough to prove who was behind this matter.

As soon as the church's "Angels of Death" were transferred, there was a problem with the psionic seal they were responsible for protecting, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?

I'm afraid that only a simple night heron would not connect these two things.

"And the way the saints die is very strange."

Before Song Lan could speak, Yelu said again, "They died in the sculpture of the psionic seal, and the archbishop said that the person who killed them must be a very powerful psychic person. ”

In order to investigate the cause of the loss of control of the "mine", the "Angels of Death" were ordered to return to the psionic seal where the five saints were located to investigate, from the outside, these sculptures that bound the saints were intact, but when they broke the sculptures, they found that the saints inside had been burned away, leaving only five empty skins.

In the words of the archbishop, the man who killed them was well aware of the structure of the psionic seals, and he infiltrated the statues made for the saints, burning them from within.

After the death of the saints, the supply of psionic seals was broken, and mutants who broke through the seals continued to emerge from the "pits", which caused the current situation in the Third Neutral Country.

There is a faction in the Church that believes that someone has betrayed the Church and God the Father, and they want to pull the betrayers out of the crowd, tie them to the execution table, and see them burned in the fire, but there is also another group of people who believe that this is a conspiracy of the Barossa Group, and they want to plunge the Church into infighting in this way so that they can reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Song Lan asked again, "Who transferred you from your post at that time?" ”

"We only obey the archbishop himself, and the congregants have discovered a secret society that the Barossa group has infiltrated into the Church, and we have exterminated all the members of the association."

Hence the conspiracy theories of the Barossa Group.

Some insiders believe that the Barossa Group deliberately used associations to attract the attention of the church's higher-ups, and when the "Angels of Death" were transferred, the spies they planted inside the church would go to the "mines" to destroy the psionic seal, and the subsequent strategy of the Barossa Group to besiege but not attack and allow them to fight with the mutants also indirectly confirmed this.

These sane believers appeal not to be blinded by blind anger, and at this critical juncture, they should unite and unite with the outside world, and not engage in meaningless internal friction.

This impassioned speech in the city square was warmly echoed by other congregants.

They fervently tied the speakers to a stake and sent them to atone for their sins to "God the Father."

Just as Song Lan and Yelu were discussing the matter in their room, the almost fanatical shouts of the disciples came from outside the hotel.

Another apostate showed his feet.

As the believers expected, no apostate would hide from the Inquisition.

This sacrificial frenzy forced Song Lan to temporarily suspend his work as a detective, and he took out a gray cloak from the hotel's closet and draped it over his body like an ordinary cultist, covering his face.

The three of them then followed at the end of the procession, all the way to Antigon's town square.

The square, once used for speeches and sermons, has been transformed into a torture table by the courtroom during the war, on which stand a dozen blackened wooden stakes, each of which has a charred corpse tied to it.

And now, fanatics gathered around the central square to watch as the court erected a new stake on the execution table and shoved a shackled prisoner onto the execution table.

The process of execution seems to be the source of the strength of the believers.

They have the most loyal and steadfast faith in the world, and even if they are overwhelmed by an army of mutants, pierced through the heart by a bone sickle, or gnawed off by sharp teeth, they will not take a step back, and every trial of apostate can make the fire in their hearts burn even more.

When the cloth bag covering the apostate's head was removed by the Inquisitor, the Night Heron suddenly exclaimed.

"It's Father Delarry, he's betrayed the Church too!"

"You know him?"

Song Lan lowered her voice, asking such a question in a square full of believers was very easy to attract the hatred of other believers.

"Father Delarry is the caretaker of the library, and he is one of the most learned people in the church!"

Nightheron remembers that Father Delari was always amiable and told her many stories about the Church, unlike those who feared them.

"That'...... Who's that bald guy over there? ”

Song Lan was naturally referring to the most conspicuous "braised egg" on the execution table, he was wearing a bright red robe, fat head and big ears, and a high-sounding smile on his face.

It is not difficult to see that this "boiled egg" is the overseer of this trial, and all the judges respect him.

"It's not a bald guy, it's Father Egger!"

The night heron frowned and corrected Song Lan's name.

You must know that if this kind of disrespectful title is heard by the members of the trial court, Song Lan will inevitably be sentenced to death.

"After Fr. Bruno left, Fr. Egger took over his duties and became Chief Inquisitor, the most powerful man under the archbishop, who had the power to take his place in matters that could not be spared...... Don't call him that anymore. ”

"Understood."

Song Lan nodded.

He confessed that he had just been mouthful, on the one hand, that Father Egger's bare head was too conspicuous on the execution table, and on the other hand, that from the first sight of the other party, he had a sense of disgust that came from nowhere.

As a salted fish with a peaceful state of mind and never making enemies with others, he rarely feels like this.

"Apostate Drary, now you need to confess your sins to the devout cultists!"

When everything was ready, Father Egger began the great trial, not needing a microphone and allowing his voice to reach the ears of every faithful in the square.

A simple sentence aroused the emotions of the believers.

They were so angry that everyone's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.

The cultists can't wait to see this sanctimonious traitor burned to the ground.

"Stop it, Egger."

Tied to a stake, Delary simply looked at Egger with calm and compassionate eyes, and they had worked together for many years and had been a member of the church since its founding.

He has witnessed the transformation of the Church, and he has seen the Inquisition and Iger become what they are today.

"Power has blinded you."

"Lies confuse the public."

Father Iger sneered, "It seems that you have not reflected on the crimes you have committed, so in this case, you can only let the karmic fire of hell burn your body, and let your twisted soul go to the Father to atone for your sins." ”

As he spoke, he himself picked up the torch and walked towards the old man who was tied to a stake awaiting trial.

(End of chapter)