Chapter 103 Ode to Death

Chapter 103 Ode to Death

If it weren't for the love value, Shang Nanduan wouldn't have so hastily closed the distance with Huai Shan - it's obvious that Huai Shan does whatever he wants and is unpredictable, not to mention that his heart is not a human heart.The way he sees things is also different from the way humans see things.

Huaishan looked at the priest in front of him, trying to dig out something from the priest's eyes, something in line with the cognition of the Holy Bishop.

How young the priest is is known to all the saints of Santa Valla, and even the whole Borage knows that the priest in the first block of Santa Valla is only eighteen years old, with a beautiful face and boundless beauty.They only knew that the priest was closest to the Holy Lord, but they did not know that the holy priest in their eyes was begging for their protection with a fragile face at this moment.

He will not do such a thing, and he will not show any mercy to the Sons of God. Everything is a test from God.

"Father, if you feel sorry for anyone who dies, then you won't live long." What's more, if you feel sorry for others, it doesn't matter what they do.

Shang Nan looked dumbly at Huai Shan, whose face changed like a page in a book, and secretly gritted his teeth. Huai Shan didn't play according to common sense, and his performance was in vain.

"Let's talk about the reward later. I don't have what I want right now."

"Also, regarding what you just requested, Father, I want to say," Huaishan held Shang Nan's left hand that was clenched into a fist. The crescent-shaped blade on it had just formed, and there was still a slight redness around it. "I won't help."You heal wounds caused by others, and if you cry, it had better be because of me.”

When he left, he kissed the back of Shannan's hand as usual. Malivi had been waiting outside the room. As soon as he saw the bishop coming out, he immediately wanted to turn himself into wallpaper and paste it on the wall.

Bishop Huaishan left without turning his head, and Maliwei immediately pushed open the door of the priest's room, "Father, are you okay? Bishop Huaishan doesn't look very happy."

Shan Nan lowered his eyes, and there was no emotion or anger in his expression. After a while, he took out the clothes from the closet and said, "Let's go see Teacher Xiumo."

"By the way, I was just about to tell you about this. Teacher Xiumo's daughter was killed last night. Teacher Xiumo asked you to host the funeral for Xiumaya tomorrow. He looked very sad and his hair turned white.Many, but..." Maliwei hesitated, hesitating, "Director Suyuan called and said that a white hair was found in Xiumaya's hand. It was a very long white hair. It was in Santa Maria's.Among them, you are the only one with white hair. He asks you to go to the police station."

Shan Nan was startled, "My hair?"

"Yes, they invited you over for genetic comparison. I believe it must not be you, because you were suffering from illness when Xiumaya was killed. How could you kill Xiumaya?" MaliweiFollowing Shan Nan, "There must be someone who wants to frame you, or because you have met the Xiumo family before, and they accidentally got a piece of your hair, or maybe a garbage truck drove by, or maybe someoneGoing through the trash can in our chapel, in short, you can’t be a murderer.”

Shonan held the priest's scripture and walked down the steps, "So sure?"

Malivi: "...Yes, yes!" The priest saw it as a joke.

Serial murders have always been something that has troubled the Police Department, but there has never been any clue to the case. There is no connection between the people who were killed, and there is even no pattern in the time of the killings.

But Shannan didn't expect that he would be implicated because of a hair. If he was the murderer, he was too careless. This kind of carelessness was completely unlike the murderer's meticulous approach, so the police department unanimously agreedI think this is a cover-up for the murderer.

It's just that they need Shounan to help them. Who has been close to him and can get his hair? If they can find it, the case will be solved soon.

Shannan went to Xiumo's house first. They lived in an ordinary small house in the first block. They had a white puppy in the yard. People came and went, so it was tied up in the corner of the yard.

The lawn in the courtyard was neatly trimmed, and there were many pots of small white daisies placed along the road. People coming in and out were all wearing dark clothes. When they saw the priest, they greeted the priest respectfully.

Before entering, Shannan heard the noise inside.

It was Xiumaya's mother. She had fainted from crying twice. Her hair was messy and there were several red finger marks of different shades on her face. She was being supported by a maid, and she stared fiercely at Bai Tai and him opposite.Parents, "Get out of here, you disgusting family, Xiumaya is only fifteen years old, you! You lied to her! Let her be expelled, let her be stamped as a slut, I will neverEven Xiumaya will not forgive you. You must always repent for her and be punished by the Holy Lord forever!"

After she yelled, she blinked and saw the young priest standing at the door. She immediately wiped away the tears on her face, arranged her hair and clothes, "Father, the funeral will not be held until tomorrow, why are you here today?"

"Come and see Teacher." Shan Nan said softly, "Teacher, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Xiumaya's mother looked at Shannan for a moment with red eyes, then covered her mouth and burst into tears.

Teacher Xiumo then came out from the back of the house. He looked much better and greeted Shannan with a smile, "I'm sorting out some of Xiaoya's relics in the back. That child likes to play with dolls and has several boxes. Why are you here?"I’ll ask someone to get you some tea.”

"You are my teacher, I should come and see you."

Teacher Xiumo said "Hey" several times with a trembling voice.

Borage's teacher does not have a high status, at least not as high as that of a clergyman. Even if Xiumo was once Shang Nan's teacher, he still needs to salute when he sees Shang Nan, and Shang Nan does not need to make a special trip to visit him..

Maliwei looked at Teacher Xiumo's suddenly aged face and body, and felt quite sad.

When there was no one around in the living room, he took a few sips of tea, and Shangna rubbed his finger along the cup and said, "Teacher, when Xiaoya's body was found, she had a white hair in her hand. Did you know?"

Teacher Xiumo was stunned for a moment, lowered his head uncomfortably, and sighed, "I know it. People from the police department have told me, but how could it be you? I don't believe it at all. You are in schoolAt that time, I was more obedient and sensible than all the students. You want me to worry less. Even after I became a priest, I have never done those... things. Moreover, I heard the deacon said that you were sick last night and couldn't bear to get up. I think thisIt was just a momentary negligence or deliberate action by the murderer, but no matter what, this is a precious clue."

After chatting with Teacher Xiumo for a while, Shannan and Maliwei left together. Instead of returning to the priest's chapel, they went directly to the Police Department.

Su Yuan looked particularly happy when he saw Shang Nan. As soon as the smile appeared, he thought that this situation seemed inappropriate for him to be too happy. He quickly put his smile away, closed the folder, and went out to greet her.

"Father, you are finally here."

Shannan was recovering from his illness, and Huaishan had too much impact on him. He was already a little tired, so he did not give Suyuanduo a positive response, "You want to take my hair, right?"

"Yes, the results will take five days to come out. There are too few people who know how to do this technology." Suyuan looked at Shannan's face, "Do you look bad?"

"Director, why do you think my hair is in Xiumaya's hands?" Shang Nan stood in the conference room. He didn't sit down and turned around to ask Su Yuan.

"We all agree that it was framed and framed. How could the priest be the murderer?" When Su Yuan said this, there was not much rational analysis in his eyes, but a lot of respect and admiration.

Shang Nan was a little helpless. No wonder the police department had difficulty solving the case. They were able to decisively eliminate a person as a suspect just because he behaved upright and upright on weekdays.Although he is indeed not the murderer.

Su Yuan didn't know what Shan Nan was thinking, so he continued: "But we need the help of the priest, regarding the people who are relatively close to you, the people who can touch your hair. Of course, we will also check the people who live in your residence and you one by one.People who have been active in the workplace, but the chance of the latter is smaller, because we know through Deacon Malivi that you almost never lose hair naturally.”

This is one of the few things in the world that makes Shan Nan happy: he doesn't lose his hair. No matter what, even if he sleeps on the bed, his hair will not be left on the bed.

"That's true." Shannan said.

"So the biggest suspects are actually people who are relatively close to you, such as Deacon Maliwei, Deacon Aren..." Su Yuan glanced at Maliwei who was standing next to him, and his face turned red.

"Deacon Malivi, who have had close contact with the priest in recent times? Can you remember them all?"

Of course Malivi remembered it, he remembered it more clearly than the priest. He wrote down the people who had close contact with Shan Nan during this period one by one on paper and handed it to Su Yuan. He even marked it.Number of contacts.

On the list, Bishop Huaishan's name was at the forefront, and he had the most contacts.

Maliwei felt that Bishop Huaishan might be the murderer. "Bishop Huaishan also broke into the priest's room today while he was sleeping. My ability was not enough to stop the bishop. He stayed in there for a long time, and finally helped the priest comb his hair."Bishop Huaishan seems to be particularly obsessed with the priest’s hair.”

Shang Nan: "..."

Malivi's tone was obviously business-like. If it was a subjective tone, it would be because he couldn't understand Huaishan's tone. But to Su Yuan's ears, Bishop Huaishan didn't sound like a vicious and desperate man.Instead, he is like a madman who is deeply in love with the priest.

"We will ask the people on the list to come to the Police Department to question them one by one..." Su Yuan then looked down and saw the names of doctors and nurses. He couldn't control his expression of surprise and worry, "Father, are youare you sick?"

"Director, I told you before that the priest was ill last night." Maliwei looked at Su Yuan strangely. The director seemed to have a bad memory.

Su Yuan still looked at Shang Nan with worried eyes, "No wonder your face doesn't look good." Shang Nan skipped his question before and he didn't pay attention.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do now. Father, please go back and rest." Su Yuan said with concern.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside. Shannan looked back and saw that it was Pang Xixi and his assistant.

When Pang Xixi saw Shan Nan, her face immediately became stern.Because of what happened last time, Pang Xixi no longer disliked this young and reckless priest. But when he complained to his second uncle, the other uncle actually reprimanded him, saying that he was arrogant and disrespectful to the priest., should be slapped, and said that if it weren't for him, someone would definitely go to the first block to arrest him.

How could this young priest be so valued by the Pope?Pang Xixi had not been severely reprimanded since he graduated from the missionary school. He felt that all his self-esteem had been destroyed because of this young priest.

Although he wouldn't offend him, he wouldn't give Shan Nan any good looks.

He angrily greeted Shan Nan, "Father, I wish you good afternoon."

Shang Nandu could tell that Pang Xixi was about to die. He held his chin and motioned to Pang Xixi casually, "District Chief, please sit down."

As soon as Pang Xixi sat down, Shannan stood up and said, "Director, since the questioning is over, I'll take my leave first."

Pang Xixi crossed her arms, wishing Shannan could leave quickly.

And because Pang Xixi was still in the conference room, Suyuan couldn't go to see off Shannan in person, so he could only ask the little policeman following him to "go see off the priest."

At night, the priest's chapel was brightly lit, and Ren was busy making dinner. The priest had just fallen ill last night and urgently needed to replenish energy. He baked sweet bread, and the scent of wheat spread everywhere on the first floor.

Shang Nan was on the table in the living room, nibbling biscuits and browsing his upcoming itinerary:

He is going to preside over Xiumaya's funeral tomorrow. On the first day of next month, that is, next week, he is going to the palace to listen to the Pope's sermon class. Although it is said to be the Pope's sermon class, in fact, it is usually the Patriarch who gives the lecture.Tao, even an archbishop can do the job.

Recalling the papal sermon class he had attended before, Shannan recalled the pyramid scheme scam in his original world. The essence was similar. The sermon class would be more subtle, instilling some magical things to the superiors of the clergy, and thenIt is passed from them to the people below, and finally covers the entire Bolachi.As a result, the church's rule became more stable, even indestructible.

The day after the preaching class ended, he was going to attend the memorial day of the hairdresser Ishimori's sister. His sister had been dead for ten years. Well, Shannan suddenly remembered that Huaishan had also been dead for ten years.

Shang Nan's writing pen paused, and he asked: "Among the ten people in the choir, is there Shi Sen's sister?"

This is information that has already been collected, so Shang Nan does not need to wait any longer. 14 directly answered Shang Nan: [14: There is no biological sister, but there is a girl with the same surname as him, Shi Xiaorui.]

[14: If you don’t mention it, I can’t connect two people who are not related by blood. Once you mention it, their relationship will appear in my database without collecting it.]

[14: Shi Xiaorui was picked up by Shi Sen’s parents. The brother and sister grew up together and had a good relationship. After Shi Xiaorui’s death, his parents died one after another because they couldn’t bear the bad news. Shi Sen’s condition was not bad and he was immersed in studying.He was good at barbering and served people from the upper class, so he received a very handsome salary.]

Unexpectedly, Shi Sen's sister was actually the same victim as Huai Shan. Shang Nan felt sad in his heart, "What a crime."

[14:Who says it’s not?]

[14: Hey, Huai Shen went out to harvest again.]

Shannan lowered his head and paused, "How do you know? How can you still know from such a distance?"

[14: The mark on your hand binds you and Huai Shan from body to soul. He can accurately obtain your location and your mood and physical state. In turn, you don't know his.But with me, of course you can also know what he is up to.]

[14: Huaishan doesn’t know my existence. He gave you this mark because he probably wanted to know where you are at all times and make sure you are safe.]

[]14: I have to say, this method is very wild.]

"Are those being harvested the victims of serial murders again?" As early as the very beginning, when he was in the central square of the first block, Shannan knew the function of the God of Death - to harvest all the souls that linger in this world.Sending them to heaven, hell, or the next human world, or maybe a pig pen watchdog, etc. The place they go to is not chosen by the God of Death.

Shan Nan thought that if it were Huai Shan who made the choice, he would definitely kick all the souls and treat them like beasts.

[14: Not one, but a series of car accidents on a rural road.]

Huai Shen won't help anyone, not anyone.

He came from the end of the straight road. There was no wind tonight. He walked very slowly. His clothes were as lazy as his clothes. The sickle in his hand dragged on the ground. The sound of cutting the road was mixed with the sounds of vehicles.Among the small explosions on the ground, there were also cries and calls for help.

Huai Shan sat down on a tree and looked down at the scene of the car accident below his feet. Four cars collided together, and another car had rolled into the ditch next to it. The wheels had stopped rolling long ago. The one with the most serious casualties wasIt was a small bus in the middle, carrying about a dozen people. Their exact locations were now impossible to identify. One of them had a bloody head pressed against the window, and a huge piece of glass penetrated his temple.

Not everyone was dead, a few were still alive, so Huaishan decided to wait because he had nothing to do anyway.

He was humming a song in the sky filled with thick green smoke. This was Bie Yun's favorite song at that time.

"The Holy Lord is the greatest god, and we are the most loyal Sons.

The Holy Lord is the most generous God, and we are the kindest Sons.

His slow singing voice had a coolness, as if urging his life. A child standing on the ground let out a heart-wrenching cry, his voice was hoarse from crying, and he called his parents at a loss.

Soon, his parents appeared behind him, and a group of people appeared behind him.

They didn't seem to know what happened, but after seeing the blurred and pale faces of the people around them, they instantly recalled what was written in the Holy Bible: After the human body loses its vitality, it is not real death, only death.The death of the soul is the real death.The Holy Lord will personally come to take His Sons home.

Their faces were full of fear, confusion, and panic. Familiar people hugged each other, while strangers walking alone could only stand where they were.

Huai Shan came from behind them, his scarlet eyes filled with excitement: 1, 2, 3...

big!rich!receive!

The way the Holy Lord took his Son home was very rough. He didn't even give the souls a chance to react, and just harvested them cleanly.

Looking at the cleared road, Huai's red pupils were like two burning flames. He stood there holding the sickle, enjoying the joy of this moment.

"Help..." A weak cry sounded from behind Huai Shan. Huai Shan's fingers suddenly clenched the handle of the knife and turned around slowly. When he saw clearly that it was a still alive person, the excitement in Huai Shan's eyes disappeared instantly..

"Well... pray to the Holy Lord to bless you."

Huai Shan put the sickle on his shoulder and walked in the middle of the road. The ambulance driving towards him didn't stop for a moment, passed directly through his body, and then stopped firmly in front of the smashed vehicles.In front of the car.Doctors and nurses hurried down from above, shouting for survivors.

Huai Shan looked back at this ambulance with some confusion. Did it arrive so quickly?If he hadn't been here, I would have thought that the Holy Master had gone to drag the ambulance.

However, the affairs of living people had nothing to do with him. Huaishan withdrew his gaze, hummed a song he often sang with his friends in the missionary school, and left slowly.

The thin figure of the God of Death, in the increasingly dark night, did not show the joy after the harvest at all. Instead, he felt particularly lonely.

Ren had just finished cooking. He not only baked sweet bread, but also corn and fish porridge, roasted lamb and a large pot of vegetables that could be eaten raw.

As soon as he put down the roasted corn, he heard a knock on the door. He didn't have time to wipe his hands, so he wiped it hastily on his apron a few times and rushed to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, he was dazzled by Bishop Huaishan's bright smile.

"Bishop, good night. What brings you here?"

Huaishan held two bottles of wine and sounded very kind, "I just finished work and I'm really hungry. I came directly from the office. I should be able to catch up with the priest for dinner, right?"

"I can catch up if I hurry," Aren said with a confused expression, "But you said last time that my cooking was terrible, so..."

"Really? I said this, oh, I really deserve to die," Huaishan shrugged, "Priest, I have deeply condemned myself, can you please let me in?"

Regardless of whether Bishop Huaishan condemned him or not, Ah Ren would let him in. Whether or not the bishop was allowed to stay for dinner was a matter for the priest. What's more, even a priest could not refuse Bishop Huaishan's reasonable needs.

Aren stepped aside to make a way, and Huaishan walked directly in. As soon as he entered, he bumped into Shannan who had just come down from upstairs after taking a shower.

The tips of the priest's hair are a little wet, probably because they were stained with water while taking a shower. He is wearing a white nightgown. Priests of different ages have different nightgowns. Shannan is still very young, so the nightgown he wears is relatively fresh.Playful, the lantern sleeves are tied with bows, and the bud-style collar makes the neck as long as a swan, and the long white hair makes the priest look so noble that he is completely unattainable.

Huaishan stared at Shannan for a long time, his eyes moved slightly, his eyes were very revealing, he knew it very well.

Shang Nan also noticed it.

But smart people would not say anything embarrassing to each other at this moment.

Malivey resolutely defended the rights and dignity of his distinguished priest. He couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out from the handrail of the stairs, his face perhaps red with anger:

"Evil Bishop, why do you look at my poor priest with such cannibalistic eyes?!"