Chapter 38: The Great Manhunt

In the church, behind the statue of the god of martial arts, there is a private prayer room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A tall, lanky deacon elder stands in the prayer room, the right-hand man of Bishop Martin, who is usually in charge of the affairs of the church in his absence.

Now, he stood there with a serious face and gloomy face, ready to question the various parties involved in the incident.

The first person to be questioned was a middle-aged believer.

"You're the one who stood next to that villain all the time?" said the tall and thin deacon, his tone unspeakably grim.

"Yes, that scoundrel has been standing beside me all the time, and we have been standing in the aisle, listening to the hadith of the Bishop, but we don't want to...... He, this sinner, did such a ...... Such a damned thing......" The believer's voice trembled, and he could not speak anymore.

"Do you know him, or have you seen him before?" asked the tall and thin deacon patiently.

"I don't know him! I really don't! I've never seen him before, I promise, I never did, I'm a businessman, I have a good memory, as long as it's someone I've met, I'll remember." I've never seen this man before. "Believers swear.

"You said you have a good memory, but do you remember what he looked like?" asked the tall and thin deacon again.

"I remember, I remember. I can recognize him as he turned to ashes. He was not tall, with black hair, yellowish skin, and a little chubby...... "The believer looked excited and wanted to continue, but was interrupted by the tall and thin deacon.

The tall and thin deacon clapped his hands, and came up to an old priest, holding a sketchpad and a paintbrush, and said to him: "This is the painter of the church, and the murals of the church are painted by him. ”

“...... Thicker eyebrows...... Yes, his lips were a little thick...... "Over time, a portrait of a figure was completed."

"Are you sure you look like this?

"I'm sure! it's this man! it's this man! it's the same person who assassinated the venerable Bishop Martin! You must catch him!" the believer reassured as he looked at the lifelike portrait.

"Okay, don't worry, our Holy See will not let him go, you go down and rest first. ”

Next came a young priest.

"You arranged for that sinner to enter the church?" said the deacon's voice harshly.

"Yes...... Yes...... He said he was a new Catholic...... This, I want to listen to the hadith closely...... I saw that his sacrifice was very rich...... So they arranged for him to enter the church. The little priest looked trembling.

"Do you remember what he looked like?"

"I ...... I...... There were too many people...... I ...... "The little priest is not in a good way."

"Look, is this the man?" the deacon said, holding out his portrait.

"Ah, yes! it's this man! it's this man, I'm sure!" the little priest hurriedly affirmed.

"Okay, you can go down, and from now on, you will be in charge of the cemetery. The deacon waved his hand.

As for how long the cemetery will be tended, whether it will be months, years, or a lifetime, the deacon with a gloomy face did not say.

Then came four black-robed priests.

"How many of you were guarding the south side at the time?" asked the black-robed deacon.

"Yes, we've been maintaining order in the south. An older pastor replied.

"Then why didn't anyone see anyone escaping through the window?" asked the black-robed deacon again.

"We were staring in the direction of the church at the time, especially when the window was broken, and there was a lawn around that window, and there weren't many worshippers. We were sure that we could see clearly that no one had come out of the window. We can swear to the Valkyrie!" the elder priest confirmed.

"You are sure that the sinner did not blend in with the believers around him, he may have been very fast, he may have done it in the blink of an eye. "The black-robed deacon is kind and seductive.

"We were sure that the four of us, as well as the believers around us, were staring at the windows, and when the windows broke, no one came out of them. The elder pastor reaffirmed.

"Okay, I see, you guys go down first. The black-robed deacon waved them back.

He frowned, touched the well-groomed beard on his chin, and thought carefully:

"Breaking the window should have been a cover-up, the sinner didn't leave the hall at all!"

"He first used curtains to obscure his vision, then broke the windows to divert attention, and then used unknown methods to re-infiltrate the believers!"

"Then he took advantage of the chaos at that time and calmly fled!"

"This must be a very shrewd and sophisticated assassin!"

"It is certainly not a small organization that can cultivate such assassins, I don't know if it is Damocles, or the old man in the mountain, or those remnants of hell. ”

"But why did they assassinate Bishop Martin? Bishop Martin has always lived in seclusion, except for some greedy for money and some innocuous 'petty fetishes', he should not provoke any big people, and it is not easy to hire such an assassin. ”

"There must be something I don't know about......

While he was thinking, a middle-aged deacon wearing a black robe and a white-trimmed robe walked into the prayer room.

"The four city gates were blocked at the first time, and according to our investigation, no one saw anyone who escaped with light skills in the streets and alleys, so that villain, that sinner, must still be in the city!" said the middle-aged deacon categorically.

"And what are you going to do?" asked the tall and thin deacon.

"I'd like to hear about your side first. The middle-aged deacon didn't seem in a hurry.

"Okay. The tall and thin deacon told him his analysis.

"In this way, since there is a portrait, then mobilize the nobles and city defense troops of the whole city to carry out a city-wide search!" The middle-aged deacon was very decisive.

"That assassin may be very prowess!" the old deacon walked in. "It's the first time I've seen such a powerful secret weapon. ”

"How strong can martial arts be? I have more than 10,000 believers in the whole city, plus the city defense army, how many can he kill alone? Even if he is extremely martial arts and kills us all, the Holy City will not care, it will let him, and will make the organization behind him pay a huge price! We are not afraid of anyone! Any sect! Any organization!" the middle-aged deacon declared loudly, without any fear or fear in his words.

"Well, we are not afraid to be enemies of anyone, and we will make him pay a terrible price for everything that is against us! I will search with you. The tall and thin deacon expressed his attitude.

"You really want to go, and I have no objection, my old bones are sitting in the church. The elderly deacon also took a stand.

"Okay, then I'll organize the people first. The middle-aged priest just wanted to catch the heinous assassin as quickly as possible, and he couldn't wait to get out of the prayer room.