The door to the confessional opened.

Shu Ange held the child, and his eyes met the tall man in a silver-gray windbreaker.

His eyes were black with a hint of silver gray, the bridge of his nose was high, and his lips were neither red nor white, with a sense of earth-like heaviness.

To use the word handsome and handsome to describe the person in front of him seems to be too frivolous.

He was very attractive, with black and stiff hair, making it difficult to tell his age for a while.

"Your child?"

There is no door to obstruct it, and the man's deep and clear voice sounds more moving.

"The strategy target of this mission has appeared, and the current opinion is 15."

"It's a child who picked it up and ran into some minor trouble."

Shu Ange was going to ask the priest for help, but when he heard the system reminder, he suddenly changed his mind.

Her top priority should be to clear the suspicion of child trafficking in a timely manner.

Wright. Father Milans, who came out of the confessional, had blue eyes as compassionate as the ocean.

"Mr. Geng, this is the church, and the original owner blesses you to achieve your wishes as soon as possible."

His surname is Geng, and Shu Ange guessed the other party's name in his heart.

Father Wright's eyes fell on the child in Shu Ange's arms, and a faint smile appeared on his kind face: "Dear Heavenly Father, I have completely surrendered my child to your holy hand, you know what we are asking for, and before we open our mouths, you already know ......"

He prayed earnestly for the little one, his eyebrows and eyes calm and soft.

Geng Wuxiang carefully looked at the thin and slender girl, she was dressed plainly, her starry eyes were like apricots, and she was clean in black and white.

Such a simple and clean girl has nothing to do with the word trafficker.

He only saw that the young child was dressed in pink and jade, and he was the opposite of the girl, so he became suspicious.

"Thank you, Father."

Shu Ange thanked him, and gently touched his finger on the child's sleeping hole.

The child who fell asleep soundly opened his eyes, like a little squirrel, and climbed on Shu Ange's shoulder and turned over slightly.

"Mother...... I want to be cold. ”

His voice whimpered, and the person who barked like a milk cat was distressed.

"Don't cry, baby, you'll be able to find your family soon."

Shu Ange patted the little guy on the back, perhaps familiar with the faint fragrance of soaphorn on her body. The little one cried a few times, and the little hands grabbed her hair and stopped sobbing.

The bad guy may still be waiting outside, and Shu Ange didn't delay much: "Father Wright, it seems that there are bad people chasing this kid outside, can you help contact the police department?" ”

Father Wright moved his gaze to Geng Wuxiang, and seeing that he didn't mean to speak, he was about to nod, but Geng Wuxiang suddenly opened his mouth.

"The people who lost the child must be in a hurry, I will send you to the police station."

"W-won't it be too much trouble for you."

Shu Ange's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked a little uneasy.

For some reason, although the girl in front of her was cramped, Geng Wuxiang always felt that she was actually very open in her heart.

"I just happened to be going to the police station, just stopping by."

"Thank you very much."

Father Wright said a few words of advice and watched the two depart.

Shortly after they left, the missionary Keane walked over to Wright. In front of Father Milans, he asked with a worried face, "Father Wright, will Mr. Geng give up easily?" ”

In addition to the sacred profession of a priest, Wright. Milans also had another identity - the son of a British arms dealer.

It was precisely because his family had committed too many crimes that he chose to be a devout Christian and came to war-torn China to spread the gospel.

Wright. Milans didn't want to let Ten Fingers get bloody, and he didn't want to help the evil.

He gave up the coveted family inheritance, and forgot the deceit of the first half of his life, just to find true peace of mind.

"Love every man, O merciful Lord, and forgive ignorant sinners."

Father Wright prayed devoutly, and Keane also prayed with him with his hands on his chest.

Brother Cat sneaked into the church, looking for the traces of the little master of the Zou family. The congregation religiously sang hymns with the choir, and he crawled through the crowd.

When he saw Shu Ange holding the child, Brother Mao's eyes suddenly lit up like a light bulb, rubbing his hands and walking towards her obscenely.

"It's that person, they've been chasing me."

Shu Ange hugged the child tightly, frowning slightly, and his eyes unconsciously brought out a little coldness.

"Don't be afraid."

Geng Wuxiang stretched out his hand towards Shu Ange, and his resolute eyebrows and eyes revealed a shallow and soft: "Give it to me, child." ”

When he stretched out his hand, Shu Ange saw that he was wearing a sandalwood bracelet on his wrist.

Each bead is shiny and moist, and the wood texture is warm and amiable, as if it has been played with all year round.

Buddhism has a saying, holding the Buddha beads and reciting scriptures, if you can fill 200,000 times, the body and mind are not chaotic, and there are no detractors, you will give up your life to live in the third flame sky, food and clothing are natural, and you will always be happy.

I don't know if Geng Wuxiang believes in Buddhism, or if others gave him Buddhist beads.

Shu Ange handed the little guy to Geng Wuxiang, he held the child with one hand, and the tough guy temperament was mixed with a bit of love and gentleness.

"Woo."

From the soft and fragrant embrace to the hard as stone chest, the little guy flattened his mouth and cried again.

"Don't cry, take you to your family."

It's strange to say, obviously children don't understand people's words very well, Geng Wuxiang made him stop sobbing with a word.

"This master, you are holding my little son in your arms, please return the child to us."

When Brother Mao saw that the young master of the Zou family had changed his position from Shu Ange's arms, he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and still stepped forward to ask Geng Wuxiang for a child.

This business is worth it, and they can change places and enjoy themselves with the money.

If Shu Ange knew Brother Mao's thoughts, he would definitely roll his eyes silently.

Whenever the villain wants to do a big vote, he will set this deadly flag, and then become cannon fodder with honor.

"Your young master?"

Geng Wuxiang smiled gently, innocently, harmlessly, if someone familiar with him saw him, he was afraid that he would immediately take a break and straighten up, and review what he had done wrong recently.

"Yes, the Zou family of Longqing Commercial Bank, when the little young master was watching the celebration in the Sino-French Concession, he was taken away by a little girl, and we are looking around."

Brother Mao spoke, as if he had just seen Shu Ange, pointed at her and said angrily: "It's this little girl who took advantage of the chaos to take away our young master!" ”

“……”

Is it really good for such a rude and straightforward wicked person to sue first?

Shu Ange was about to explain, but Geng Wuxiang bowed slightly: "In this case, Lei Li, tie up people and send them to the police station." Lei Feng, go to Zou's house and ask if there are any lost children. ”

As soon as he gave the order, two men dressed in extremely ordinary clothes immediately appeared in front of the three of them.

Brother Cat was twisted to cover his mouth and taken out with lightning speed. The other took the initiative to hold the child, followed Geng Wuxiang's instructions, went to the Longqing Commercial Bank, and asked them if they had lost the child.

Shu Ange watched Lei Feng leave, and suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart.

Next, what excuse should she use to say a few more words to Mr. Geng?