Sha Qing

"Gentlemen, it's not reasonable and legal to break into other people's rooms and steal items without permission, right?" The priest in a black robe stood outside the door, with a rudeness in his sermon on his face. Displeased displeased expression.

"On the premise that the person is not a suspect in the killings investigated by the police." Federal agents withdrew a hand / gun from under the ribs, coldly, "I wonder how you are here, is it because you have been alert and not inhaled isoflurane? ?"

"Isoflurane?" Father Bai Yisi was a little surprised, "What do you mean, you sneaked into my bedroom before and got me an anesthetic? No wonder I woke up and found that the key on my neck was missing ... I'm sorry I didn't let you do this. I was born with a low sensitivity to narcotics. If you want to comatose me for a while, I'm afraid to use a normal dose several times. "

This is another numb and guilty pervert! Leo thought angrily that he had been arrested at the crime scene. The room was full of the victims' bodies. He didn't move at all, as if it was just a private collection that was seen by strangers. !! "Since you have appeared on your own initiative, things are much simpler," said the detective with a gun muzzle. "He raised his hands above his head, slowly turned around, and lay on the wall. You were arrested, Father Bai Yisi, and the offense was suspected. Intentional murder and blasphemy. "

The priest widened his gray-blue eyes, and his face was full of surprise and incomprehension of the innocent when he was wronged, and the anxiety of self-justification: "Intentional murder? No, no, murder is a major sin in the Ten Commandments. The Lord said ' "You must not kill," "Everyone who kills does not live in him forever," and we must keep the commandments of the Lord! "

"Then how do you explain the bodies of these children? Do you want to tell us that these are little angel statues made of plaster?"

"No, they are not statues. They are sleeping angels." The priest's emotions calmed down quickly. "Their souls temporarily left the mortal body and rose to the heaven where the Father God is. I can only save these bodies as completely as possible. Until the day the soul returns. "

"Are you going to fool the courts and juries with this god-stick tone? Great, I hope you can harvest a few more religious brain powder at that time!"

"No, I didn't lie. 'A liar's mouth is an abomination to Jehovah; he who acts honestly pleases him.'" The priest said earnestly to the detective with a look of anger and disgust, "Listen to me, boy, I You know, in your opinion, it ’s kind of unfriendly and inconsistent with the current law, but I have to do it. This is my mission—beginning twenty years ago, I got that 'revelation.'

"Revelation?" Li Biqing, who had been watching indifferently, asked, "Can you say more in detail, Father."

"Certainly. Twenty years ago, I was a shallow and ignorant young man who wanted to serve the Lord and listen to the Lord's will, but never came in. Until that day, I traveled to Sicily, Italy, and in Palestine. In the catacombs of the monks of the Remogab, I saw a sleeping angel ... "The priest gazed at the small corpse in the glass cabinet, his eyes warm and longing, as if he had stepped into the sanctuary of memories," her The soul has left the world for more than seventy years, but the body has always maintained the appearance before death. Hair and eyelashes are curled and shiny, and the skin is smooth and lips are fresh, just like a fresh petal just picked. When you see At her moment, a lightning split open my foolish head, like a lost lamb suddenly found the way back to the circle. At that moment, I was sane, and the voice of the long-awaited Lord finally came. My brain! The Lord said to me, "Everyone who guards the body of the angel is better than the guardian of his flesh, and will come out of the good, and will be pleasing to God."

This is a revelation! I can hardly imagine that I would be so lucky to be a recipient, a chosen person! I realized the meaning of life: I live in this world in order to shoulder this responsibility and do my best to guard the physical bodies of these little angels ... "

Looking at the priest immersed in the spiritual world, Leo and Li Biqing could not help but exchange a "what's the situation" look.

"So I started to follow the ruins to find the former guardian, a doctor named 'Alfred Salafia', and only he had completely mastered the core of the entire technology. Can you imagine that he has been in this for nearly a hundred years Such a miracle was created under the backward technology of the past! This must be the wisdom given by the Lord! It took me a whole year to finally find the notebook in the hands of his relatives, which records the perfect anticorrosion technology ... "

"Alfred Salafia?" Li Biqing whispered, "Who is this doctor, who is almost revered by the priest as a prophet?"

Leo asked, "Have you heard of 'Sicily Sleeping Beauty'?"

"... Ah, it's the two-year-old girl in Palermo's Catacombs? I've seen pictures on the Internet, and that is indeed a miracle in the history of corpse preservation." Li Biqing said stunnedly, "But what's even stranger is that every year Thousands of tourists came to watch, why did only this Father Bai Yisi get 'Revelation from God'? "

The black-haired detective thought about it, and answered him in a succinct way: "YoutalktoGod, you'rereligious; Godtalkstoyou, you'repsychotic." Mental illness.)

Looking at the priest who is still full of people, the Chinese boy almost laughed, "But it seems that he is a devout and harmless mental patient, isn't he? I still think he won't kill people, those children may be dead. Before being treated with antisepsis. "

Leo frowned, refuting with disapproval: "A small orphanage, thirteen natural or accidental deaths in two decades? Is child mortality so high today?"

"That's true, isn't it? The killer has someone else?"

"It doesn't rule out that the priest himself is a mental patient in disguise."

"Well, let's try if we can ask something from his mouth."

When the two stopped whispering, the priest had bowed his head and joined hands, standing in front of his little angels and muttering and praying, his spirit had entered a sacred and ethereal realm out of reach of mortals.

Leo decided to go straight and drag him back. "How did these children die, Father? In order to make up for the Kingdom Choir, did you make them alive?"

Father Bai Yisi stopped praying and turned to look at him. There was no anger in this eye, only tolerance and compassion for a foolish world. "Killing is wrong, child, and your mind is full of thoughts about killing, that is very dangerous." He extended his hands in praise of the glass cabinet: "Death always comes in ways you cannot imagine, disease, All kinds of accidents, but you don't have to resist it. These are the Lord's arrangements. The main thing is to recall his servants, so they leave the flesh and return to heaven. That's it. "

Li Biqing muttered to Leo: "Additionally, he is a devout, harmless, and naive mental patient. He would never doubt and investigate the children's cause of death, because he thinks everything is God's arrangement . "

The detective exhaled helplessly, and then asked the priest for a moment, "Who cares for the children's daily life?"

"Sisters, the sisters in the church take care of them in shifts."

"Who's the turn today?"

"It's Emma. Oh, you met her today, remember, when we first met."

He said this, the two remembered immediately, when the priest was discussing the thin whale he painted with a little black boy, and then the child was coaxed away by a full-length nun. "You want small fish, Matt? Okay, I'll make fried fish tonight," she said.

As if the silk strings were gently flicked by the fingertips, the scene where the young nun glanced at them before leaving was extracted from the neglected memory-the look was not curiosity and exploration in the ordinary sense, it was in them He stayed on for more than two seconds, far more than a normal glance at a stranger. In retrospect, after Leo showed FBI documents, those dark green eyes tried to suppress the emotion-clearly a panic that had nowhere to hide.

"Where is the nun, Emma, ​​now?" Leo asked.

"This time? Probably watch the night and see if the children have bedwetting, have nightmares, or are not feeling well." The priest replied.

Leo grabbed Father Bai Yisi's wrist, pulled him roughly to the stairs, quickly passed a pair of steel cuffs through the railing, and fastened his two wrists together. "Sorry, priest, there is no direct evidence that these children were not killed by you. Before you can kill the suspect, please stay here for a while and the police will come to you."

The priest twitched the chain on his wrist and made a crisp sound of metal knocking. He said anxiously, "You can't pray like this."

"Oh, you can try to lie on the handrails of the stairs," the federal agent said disapprovingly. "The form is not important anyway, it is the mind, isn't it?"

Like a cloud, the priest showed a happy smile, "You are right! Worship the Lord with your heart and honesty, and the Lord will accept it. Prayer is not limited by time and space. Just tell the Father in awe and gratitude. He tried to pull himself on the railing, clasped his hands together, and began to recite the prayer in a righteous manner.

He didn't even ask the two uninvited guests why they were looking for Mother Emma-these things were not important at all compared to prayer, weren't they?

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