Chapter 111 Ode to Death

Chapter 111 Ode to Death

The wind and snow were blowing, and the sound of the wind and snow was too loud. Shangnan couldn't hear clearly what Huaishan had just said.

On the roof of the church, which was deserted and far away from the crowds of people, the shiver brought by the cold was secondary - this was Huai Shem's territory.

To be precise, the entire Borachi is the territory of Huai Shem, and he is the real king of this country.

Shang Nan's heart was beating very fast, and his cheeks were sore. He was forced to retreat by Huai Shan. He knelt on both sides of his waist. It seemed that he was lazy and had no strength, but in fact, he was firmly restrained from the beginning.Beneath him, the hair behind him was tangled with Huaishan's, like a carefully woven black and white net.

The wind on the roof made people howl like ghosts and wolves, but the wind and snow in the city were not strong at all. Large flakes of snow fell on the streets and green branches that had not had time to clean up the leaves.

A group of people gathered around the entrance of the store and carefully observed the traces. The barber dropped his hammer in his hand. The color of the two pieces of fabric on his knees was much darker than the other parts. The underside of his boots had already turned dark red.a small piece of land.

The traces on the ground in front of me have been covered by the heavy snow, but it can still be vaguely recognized that the priest fell here before.

Malivi's face turned pale. He did not dare to rush past the scene of destruction. He could only pace in place, "Director, priest...my priest is missing!"

However, Shi Sen, the murderer, fainted under the tree not far away and was seriously injured. The possibility of the priest seriously injuring the other party was too small. The priest had always been gentle and dignified. How could he fight against someone who was visually capable?A big man weighing two hundred pounds, not to mention, this barber has such a big hammer in his hand and has rich experience in committing crimes and murders...

So where did the priest go?

If he was hiding, he should come out now that he saw them.

Also, who was the person who seriously injured the barber?

Suyuan, who was wearing a thick police officer uniform, frowned. He took a pair of gloves from the assistant inspector, walked to the barber and squatted down. The barber was dying and his face was blue.

Winters in Borage can easily freeze to death anyone who falls asleep or faints outside.

Su Yuan grabbed a handful of red snow on the ground and rolled it between his fingertips. When it met the warm human body, the snowflakes that had condensed into ice melted quickly, and pink blood slowly flowed down the palm of his hand.

"About an hour ago." Su Yuan picked up the barber's mask from the ground. It was very heavy and his hands were cold from the cold. He turned back and looked at the person behind him, "Take the person away and warm him up. Don't let himdied."

It took five or six people to successfully drag the barber away, leaving a mark of the wheels rolling on the ground.

Su Yuan was still standing there, and Maliwei kept sniffing and rubbing his hands, "What about the priest? Please ask the director to find the priest. If he faints near here, he will definitely freeze to death. If the priest freezes to death,, that is the loss of all of us in Saint Valia, and our Holy Son will fall into eternal hell because we protect our best priest."

"We must find the priest," Su Yuan said in a worried tone, "Deacon, don't be too anxious. Let's search together. Starting from here as the center, we will start a carpet search in all directions."

Half of the people brought from the Police Department looked for the poor priest on every street with their lamps on. The lights on the upper floors of the shops on both sides were also lit one after another, and many dark heads poked out of the windows.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"The priest is missing!"

"What? The priest is missing? You damn losers..."

Malivey kept sneezing, and his scarf, gloves, and hat were all left in the car. He stayed outside for a while, and he could no longer feel their presence in his hands, ears, and entire face.

He is twenty-eight years old, and like the other deacons, he is loyal to the priest.

Most of the reasons why deacons are loyal to priests are because they want to become higher-level clergy and need priests to write letters of recommendation to their superiors. Malivi also wants to be promoted, but he now has many other aspirations for priests.More turbulent emotions.

Not to mention that his priest is the child of the Holy Lord, but to talk about how kind and selfless the priest is now, doing his best for the Sons of God, he is what the Holy Lord calls a "perfect man" with all the good qualities.

He worshiped his priest and felt something different from other clergy from the priest. Even if the priest was not the child of the Holy Lord, had no white hair, and no white coils in his pupils, he would still worship his beloved priest.

Even if the priest is a homeless man.

Malivey was so cold that his brain began to become dull, and the joints of his fingers seemed to be pricked with steel needles by Gurney - Malivey had seen Gurney's execution, which was a man who openly attacked a beautiful woman on the street.A middle-aged man who was trying to take advantage of a woman, Crazy Archbishop Gurney pricked his hands to pieces with a two-inch long steel needle.It must be said that the current social order in Santa Maria is partially due to the crazy archbishop.

The lights in the shops on both sides of the street were turned on, illuminating the snowflakes yellow, and the snow on the road looked like shining gold.

The priest disappeared, and everyone who heard the news was alarmed.

But they found nothing.

Malivi turned into an alley with one foot deep and one foot shallow. In the long dark alley, with heavy snow all over the sky, the figure of the priest appeared at the end of the alley. The tips of his hair were soaked by the snowflakes, and the white cotton fell peacefully on his back.On the robe.

"Father!" Malivi roared excitedly, tears bursting out of his eyes, and the frozen feeling on his face was relieved instantly.

Maliwei hugged Shan Nan, slowly slid down, knelt on the ground, grabbed Shan Nan's clothes and cried bitterly.

"If you are killed, I will also be killed." Maliwei hugged Shannan's legs and cried even more sadly.

Shannan didn't expect Malivi to be so emotional. He just walked away for a while. He comforted the deacon in a low voice, "I ran away and hid in a far away place. I heard someone calling my name.Just dare to come out."

Hearing the gentle voice of the priest, Malivi raised his head while sobbing. With tears in his eyes, Malivi's sobbing stopped abruptly. He roughly wiped away his tears with his sleeves and asked, "Father, before you run away,, have you been hurt by a barber? Why is the color of your mouth so red?"

Shang Nan: "..."

Not only was he quick to talk, but the priest's face quickly turned red after Malivey asked his question.

After drinking several cups of freshly brewed fruit tea in the waiting room of the Police Department, Shannan's body that was suffering from the cold gradually became much better. Seeing that both the priest and the deacon liked to drink it, a young superintendent held the teapot and drank it.Busy filling it up for both of them.

Suyuan pushed the door open and came in. After staying up half the night, he became a little unkempt. He pulled out the chair opposite Shannan and sat down. He immediately placed a cup of fruit tea in front of him, the same fruit tea as Shannan and the others. He took a deep breath.Somewhat discouraged, "We have figured out his identity information."

"Shisen, his native place is not our first block, but the third block. His parents died young and now he lives alone at No. 1690 Wenlai Street. He is a slightly famous barber and has many fashionable hairstyles.It was made by him. He has also served people in the palace and is also your special barber. He is very professional in business and has talked with us a lot about his professional ideas."

"But when the conversation came to something else... he wouldn't say anything and was very resistant to our questioning."

At first, Shi Sen was brought in. He was not in good condition. They quickly rubbed his body with snow. When he was almost done, they dared to use hot water to help his body warm up. Then the doctor showed him the injuries he had suffered before, including broken ribs.He had three hamstrings and internal injuries, and all the conversations with him were conducted while he was receiving intravenous fluids.

Su Yuan rubbed his face, "Father, do you have any grudges with him?"

Su Yuan: "Or, just like what Deacon Malivi told us last time, he is finishing his serial murder plan, and you are the last link in his plan and the last victim?"

When Maliwei heard the director's question, he couldn't help but answer, "Director, you have to understand that our priest is the most upright and upright priest. How can he have any grudges with others? Moreover, Shisen can only do it when he is giving the priest a haircut.We go to the priest's chapel, he usually prays in the cathedral, and we are not familiar with him at all."

Shannan lowered his eyes, "I think the previous guess is more likely."

"Why?" Suyuan asked confused.

He knew that Shi Sen had a sister, but he didn't know how Shi Sen's sister died, and he didn't even know that Shi Sen's serial murders were carried out to resurrect Shi Xiaorui.

"I'll go ask him." Shonan stood up from the chair.

Su Yuan and Maliwei immediately stood up, looking nervous, "How can you ask? He is the one who wants to kill you. It's best for you to stay away from him." Su Yuan got louder and louder.Excited, after saying this, I realized that I was a little offended, so I sat down angrily, "It's really not safe."

"Find a few people to watch over me," Shang Nan wrapped her robe tightly, "Let's go."

The priest insisted on asking questions in person, so Su Yuan had to stand up. However, he did not arrange for anyone else to accompany him, but he personally stood guard next to him.

The heavy iron door was pushed open, and a light bulb that was not very bright was lit inside, illuminating the stone forest on the simple bed like a corpse lying in a coffin that had been dead for several days.

Hearing the sound, the "corpse" opened his eyes. His eyes were weak and cloudy, but they were full of desperate courage and paranoia.

He turned his head and felt a pain in his chest, but he only frowned slightly and showed a feeble smile to Shannan, "Father, I knew you would come."

Su Yuan moved a chair over for Shang Nan to sit down easily, but there was a considerable distance between him. Shi Sen was seriously injured and could not move, so it was relatively safe. But even so, Su Yuan still held the iron rod in his hand tightly.If Ishimori tried to hurt the priest again, he would smash his head with the iron rod in his hand - hurting a priest was an unforgivable sin.

"Shi Sen, I haven't seen you for a few days." Shannan said softly.

"Yes," Shi Sen remained motionless, his pale lips moving, "In the future, without me, you will have to go to the barber again, but you are a priest, and all the barbers in Santa Maria will prepare their best for you.Professional tools are at your disposal at any time." It should have been a strange statement, but when it came out of Shi Sen's mouth, I felt inexplicably that he really thought so, and the reality was also true.

"I... almost didn't have to get a haircut in the future."

A real look of shame appeared on Ishimori's face, "Father, I'm sorry, I didn't want to either."

Shan Nan was sitting on a simple chair, not his exaggerated ornate chair in the priest's chapel, nor the elegant and heavy bookcases and lamps. He was sitting in the interrogation room, his hair was wet and dry, and was already a little messy.

Even though he was in a miserable situation and was in a miserable state, the priest was still the priest in his mind, giving him the illusion that the priest would save all sentient beings.

That was an illusion, Ishimori knew it clearly.

But he was still attracted by this illusion and wanted to pour out his full grievances and sorrow to the priest.

"Shisen, everything is still too late. Everyone has a chance to be reborn. Every decision you make is a new life for you."

"Say it."

On the wall next to the end of the bed, someone had made a few strokes of red paint on it. Shi Sen stared at the wall until his eyes hurt, and finally blinked.

"Father, there were graffiti like this in my childhood home. It was painted by my sister. Her name is Shi Xiaorui. She is half a year younger than me. If she could live forever, today would be her twentieth birthday." Shi Sen struggled.He raised the corners of his mouth. He was rough-looking, and there was absolutely no delicacy or gentleness in his face. Even when he was trimming a customer's hair, he looked like a butcher slaughtering livestock, but when he talked about Shi Xiaorui, his eyes, his affection, and his tone are as gentle as the soft snowflakes outside.

Suyuan quickly took out his notebook from his pocket.

"Our family is just an ordinary family in Santa Valla. We live in the third neighborhood. You know, the third neighborhood has been monopolized by a few big bosses for a long time, but we live a happy life. My father worked hard and finallyIt took us to the prosperous and affluent first district, where even my mother found a job as a tutor."

"They are very busy. Shi Xiaorui grew up just behind me. Later we were both sent to a missionary school."

"She doesn't look like my parents' biological child. She is smart, beautiful, well-behaved and sensible. The teacher also likes her the most. When she was eight years old, she passed the choir selection and became the youngest girl in the choir."

"Although she is not my biological sister, in my eyes, she is my biological sister." There were faint tears in Shimori's eyes. "In the future, she may fall in love prematurely. I will definitely not agree to it, but if she likesThe boy is an upright and kind-hearted person, so I don’t think it’s unacceptable. I will also study hard and work hard, and buy her many beautiful dresses and dolls that she likes.”

"But everything I held dear was destroyed after I won first place in the school choir."

"The choir got the opportunity to have dinner with the Pope. My father bought her an expensive princess dress. My mother bought her a bouquet of flowers to give to the Pope and braided her beautiful hair.This is not only her honor, but also the pride of our family.”

Shan Nan clenched his fingers on his knees. When Shi Sen said this, there was no anger in his eyes. Does he still think this is an honor?

"My father got off work early, and my mother also made Shi Xiaorui's favorite strawberry cookies, but she never came back."

"Soon, several red archbishops came to our home and sadly informed us of Shi Xiaorui's death and explained the reasons. They were willing to pay us a certain amount of remuneration and compensation," Shi Sen's tone was inexplicably relaxed, as ifTell a story, someone else's story, "My father tried to resist, but as soon as his knees left the ground, his head was severed."

"Father, my father was really reckless and rude, so he was punished." Shi Sen was immersed in his own world, turning a blind eye to the sudden changes in Shannan and Suyuan's expressions. "My mother fears the Pope as much as I do. We accept it."He made all the decisions and accepted the sky-high reward."

"On the night my father was buried, my mother jumped into the Santa Maria River. Her body was quickly swept away by the waves. I didn't look for her. The Holy Lord would give my mother the most suitable resting place."

Shi Sen's expression changed. When he talked about his parents, his tone was brisk, but when he started to talk about Shi Xiaorui, his tone changed from brisk to sad.

"But my sister, I don't know where her bones were thrown, and I don't know whose belly her flesh and blood was put into. The Holy Lord said that the soul of a disassembled body cannot be truly complete."

"I want to get her back and give her true death and liberation," Ishimori said excitedly, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth again, but he didn't realize it, "I asked the Pope for a book written by him,Only the purest and pious person's brain and soul can bring my sister back to life, and the key person in this method is the last person, the priest, that is, you." His bright black eyes made people feel cold on the back.

"Father, I have observed you for a long time. You are indeed a high-purity soul that is rare to find. There is no other person as beautiful as you in Santa Maria. Everything about you is what I need."

"But everything I expected will never happen. Father, I failed." Shi Sen's eyes turned gloomy again, and the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the snow-white quilt, "Failure means incompetence, incompetenceEven if it is a sin, I failed to redeem Shi Xiaorui, and I have become a guilty person. I am ashamed of the Holy Lord and the Pope..."

The pen in Su Yuan's hand had stopped, and he looked at Shi Sen speechlessly. He was also a Holy Son, but this was just a belief. It might give people hope in desperate times and give them motivation in their studies and work. In any case,Faith is never a reason to break the law or commit crimes.

Shannan looked at Shi Sen, hesitating to speak. He believed that he was not the only one like Shi Sen. They were the ripe fruits obtained after the hard work of the ancients. They fanatically lost their sense of reason and human ethics, and respected and loved those who loved them.Your Majesty the Pope.

After coming out of the interrogation room, Su Yuan wanted to speak several times but swallowed it back, but he finally said it. He pinched the record book in his hand and said, "Father, the book Shi Sen mentioned was written by the Pope."write?"

"..." Shan Nan was silent for a long time, then raised his eyes and asked Su Yuan, "Director, do you want to interrogate the Pope?"

Su Yuan looked away without confidence. He looked at the pale corridor wall, which happened to have a painting of the Holy Lord hanging on it. "I was just thinking, but faith prompts people to commit crimes. So, is this belief right or wrong?"wrong?"

"It's not the faith that's wrong, it's the people," Shang Nan patted Su Yuan on the shoulder, "People without faith are actually quite scary."

Being patted on the shoulder by Shan Nan, who was younger than him, Su Yuan showed a little discomfort on his face, and he even blushed a little, "But that book is a papal book, why does the book provide the method Shi Sen mentioned?what do you think?"

"Director, I am a priest. Is it appropriate for you to tell me this?" Shang Nan looked at Su Yuan calmly.

He saw the latter with a chill in his heart. He knew that Shang Nan was not threatening him, but was reminding him that he would only send himself to the road of death if he arbitrarily raised questions about the Pope.

"I heard that you plan to build a temporary shelter for homeless people. Most of the homeless people are lazy and lazy. If they rely on you then..."

The topic became more relaxed, and Shannan smiled slightly, "When spring comes and the weather gets warm, just dismantle the shelter."

He is a priest, not a Virgin.

When it was almost dawn, Shannan and Maliwei set foot on the road back to Santa Maria Cathedral.

The driver drove a new car out of the garage. In order to lighten the atmosphere, the driver also said that he had long wanted to replace the old old car because it was draining gas.

After returning to the priest's chapel at the back of the church, Malivey relaxed completely. Aren and several other deacons who were waiting in the living room saw the priest walking in and immediately stepped forward nervously to care, "Father, are you okay? Listen.It said that you were attacked by a murderer on your way back from praying to others. Fortunately, you were okay, otherwise I really don’t know what to do.”

"If something happens to the priest, I really don't know where to find a priest who is so easy to talk to and serve."

"Yes, yes, I heard that a priest in the third block has been resisting writing a letter of recommendation. As a result, until the priest retired, the letter of recommendation still hadn't been written.

Shang Nan was a little hungry, "I'm going to make a bowl of noodles."

"Cooking noodles? Come on, Father, you have suffered such horrific frights and sufferings today. Your bad experience will prevent you from cooking delicious food." Aren caught up with the priest, genuinely worried.

"It's almost dawn, you should go and rest for a while," Shannan took off his robe and prepared to take a bath before going downstairs to make food. "You have to go to the church to work tomorrow, don't be too tired."

Aren and several of the priests were stunned. The priest was not only their priest, but also like their father!

"Deacon Malivi, would you like some? I can make an extra serving."

"No... no need. I want to rest. I feel very tired." Malivi was not hungry. He was overly frightened. Now that he was relaxed, he only felt the exhaustion rushing toward him. He was completely unable to resist.

He could only wait until he had rested tomorrow morning before feeling flattered that the priest would personally cook for him.

Everyone dispersed instantly.

Shang Nan's sleepiness had long since passed, and now he only felt hunger and the sticky feeling after sweating all over his body. He returned to the room and found a set of thick nightgowns in the closet - Malivi said that the priest'sThe nightgown must match the external image and temperament of the priest, so the eighteen-year-old priest does not have very youthful clothes. Even the nightgown is all solid color and has a simple design with nothing on it.

He put a full tank of hot water into the bathtub. The bathtub was golden. Shannan touched it and didn't know what material it was made of. All the decorations and ornaments in the priest's chapel were very simple and heavy.

While taking a bath, the priest lay down in the bathtub that was no longer cold because of the smoke and washed his hair. The foam was poured out and he squeezed it toward the drain.

The nightgown is off-white and very thick. I don’t feel cold at all after putting it on.

Shan Nan was so hungry that he only blew his hair for a while and then went downstairs to go to the kitchen to make something to eat. He could only cook noodles, but he couldn't cook them very well, but while he was blow-drying his hair, he had already thought up the idea of cooking noodles.The whole process is not necessarily delicious or not. There is definitely no problem in cooking it, and it will definitely taste better than what Aren made.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, the previously dark kitchen was now lit with lights, and it was filled with steam. A tall and thin figure was walking around inside.

"Bishop?" Shonan looked at the back and asked doubtfully.

The other party didn't respond. He even opened the lid of the pot and stirred the pot slowly with a pair of long wooden chopsticks.

Shang Nan said silently, "Bishop Huaishan?", and could only shout again, "Huaishan?"

The man in the hot mist put down his chopsticks, turned around but did not come out. Instead, he leaned on the stove. Huaishan's voice came from the mist into Jin Zhangnan's ears, "Father, do you know? Every time you call me bishop,I was very excited all the time.”

"I thought if you had called me by my name, maybe I wouldn't be so excited to call you in the sacred prayer room of the church."

"But unfortunately, I was wrong."