Chapter 96 Prayer (1)

Splendid cathedral, prayer room.

The stained glass connects the dome, where Margaret kneels barefoot in her white dress, clasping her hands together, murmuring her prayers.

The girl's body was very low, and her white hair was meandering on the ground, like a small flower placed on the altar, pitiful and innocent.

There were footsteps behind her, and someone put a hand on top of her head.

"Death, look up."

Margaret raised her head obediently, her light gray pupils with the ignorance of a lost lamb.

The first thing that catches the eye is the huge crystal sculpture standing in the depths of the prayer room, which symbolizes the crystal nest. sex.

Margaret looked back and turned back, so a figure took the place of the Crystal Nest God statue.

At the back stood a man in a long white coat, looking down at the girl gently: "You did a great job."

Margaret raised her flawless forearm as white jade, she tugged at the corner of the man's clothes, and whispered, "Death has worked hard, but she is still a little nervous."

At this moment, she is no longer the elegant and holy bishop when she was preaching, but a girl who even stumbles when she speaks.

"You're going to bring real death to a lot of people very soon."

The Archbishop said softly, "Please tell me, are you afraid?"

Margaret - Death shook her head slightly and quickly: "With Your Excellency the Archbishop by your side, don't be afraid."

The Archbishop smiled and rubbed his long white hair of death like a little beast.

"Pray then, dear boy."

He lowered his body, knelt down beside Death, clasped his hands towards the statue of Crystal Nest, and closed his eyes reverently.

The archbishop's tone was calm, "...until the sun rises."

There was a faint noise of people outside the prayer room of the church. It was the residents of Star City who poured in.

In the spacious prayer room, there were still only two people under the stained glass on all sides. Death looked at the archbishop, and closed his eyes with his hands together.

Outside the splendid cathedral.

A steady stream of people crowded into the church, and ordinary police patrols were no longer enough to deal with the current situation. Nearly 100 sergeants of the Jin Ilun gathered on a street outside the church, armed with sedative guns and other weapons around their waists.

At the same time, vehicles and aircraft gathered, the hard snow on the side of the road reflected those flashing lights, and the chatter was low.

After listening to the report, Lieutenant General Luther, who arrived, asked with a sullen face, "Did you search inside the church when you searched for the real crystal mine a few days ago?"

The soldiers of Jin Ilun saluted: "Reporting to Lieutenant General, I have searched. The church is the key investigation site, and I have searched it several times."

Due to the particularity and danger of real crystal ore, the empire has always prohibited private possession. Only the crystal teaching is an exception that is not an exception.

This religion has a long history. Since two or three hundred years ago, crystal particles have been worshipped as religious beliefs. The crystal nest is the embodiment of the god in their minds in the world, and the real crystal mine is a god-like thing.

Therefore, the Empire allows the church of the Crystal Cult to have a limited amount of low-purity true crystal ore, but this must be strictly screened to ensure that its purity is low enough to cause no harm.

"Yeah." Lieutenant General Luther nodded and turned his attention to the door of the church again.

The old general sighed dully again. Said: "In any case, the people must be evacuated before dawn. Let the negotiating experts go in to appease first, it is really impossible, and it can only be suppressed by force."

A young general standing beside the lieutenant general hesitated for a moment, and looked embarrassed: "Lieutenant general, the people's emotions are agitated now, and they will change their faces when they see the Jin Ilun military emblem. If the army rushes to forcibly drive it away, bloodshed may occur. ."

This speech immediately caused him to be glared at by others: "Then what do you say! Do you want to let these mob rush to the imperial car?"

"There are so many people, it's not yet dawn, if there are criminals mixed in, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Lieutenant General Luther, please wait!"

Suddenly, with a shout, Zheng Yue hurried from the street panting heavily, his military boots making a crisp sound all the way on the snow.

Lieutenant General Luther turned his head and raised his hand to signal silence around him.

"Lieutenant General!" Zheng Yue said with sweat on his forehead, panting, "Little Your Excellency said he would come over and ask Jin Ilun not to conflict with the petitioning crowd first."

The opposition immediately sounded: "No, the more people there are, the harder it is to deal with it. It will be dawn in two hours. Now is the time to race against time..."

How could Zheng Yue agree, the two sides could not quarrel immediately.

Lieutenant General Luther's mouth twitched, and cold sweat rolled down the wrinkles on his face.

After a few seconds, he turned his heart and said heavily: "Wait."

Jiang Jianming didn't let Jin Ilun wait long.

He came over in less than twenty minutes, and the first words he uttered were startling.

He said, I will go in alone.

"Your Excellency Ombudsman." The young general who accompanied Lieutenant General Luther spoke again anxiously.

He gave a military salute first, and said with a straight face, "Under special circumstances, please forgive me. We have heard some rumors recently that you are... a crystalless race."

Under the reflection of street lamps and car lights, the figure of the black-haired young officer was blurred by the light spots, only the golden military emblem was dazzling.

Jiang Jianming straightened his collar, raised his eyes and turned his head: "What is the relationship between the racial issue and the current situation?"

"Oh no, the lower official has no other meaning, don't get me wrong."

The young general waved his hand and hurriedly added: "It's just that many of the civilians inside are new humans. You go in to negotiate alone, in case something goes wrong..."

Even Lieutenant General Luther was moved: "Your Excellency, this is really too dangerous."

"..."

Jiang Jianming stared at the veteran for a while helplessly, then reached out and patted Luther on the shoulder, and said indifferently: "Use your brain, Lieutenant General."

He quickly took off his gun holster: "Old Zheng, help me hold it."

Zheng Yue took it, but he didn't object, just glanced worriedly at the platinum military uniform on Jiang Jianming's body.

"Little Excellency, just now Jin Rilun has had some friction with the people," he whispered, "If you really go in, do you want to change your clothes..."

"No." Jiang Jianming then took off his gloves, and unceremoniously put them into Zheng Yue's arms together, covering them on the Venus Wings, "This is also troublesome for you."

As the gloves were taken off in public, there was a gasp of consternation among the surrounding Jin Ilun officers.

Lieutenant General Luther's old face also stiffened. This young inspector, Your Excellency, is actually...

"If there is no accident, wait until I come out before taking action. If it is confirmed that I am dead inside, I will expel it by force, don't hesitate."

Time was running out, Jiang Jianming only left such a sentence, then turned around and started walking.

Through the night and the streetlights, he entered the door of the church.

...

In the church, under the deliberate provocation, the extreme emotions have reached their peak.

The frescoes and reliefs sank in the darkness, and the dark golden inner wall was filled with over-stressed people.

More than a dozen adult strong men held bricks and clubs, like beasts on alert, staring at the gate with red eyes.

Seeing the sound of footsteps at the door, a middle-aged man in dirty clothes shouted first:

"Someone came in-!!"

"It's the Golden Sun Wheel!!"

The middle-aged man who roared for the first time took the lead in smashing the bricks in his hand, and then got ready for a fight.

But unexpectedly, the figure who came in didn't hide, or didn't react at all. Only a muffled sound of "dong" was heard, the brick hit the forehead of the visitor, and a few drops of blood spattered.

The slender body was slanted by the force, and after a staggering step, it fell to the ground, like a white grass that was blown off by the strong wind.

The dozen or so sturdy men with weapons in their hands who were about to rush up to beat him stared wide-eyed, unable to react.

A group of big men were in a hurry and whispered: "This... what's going on, old Arthur?"

"Didn't you say it's a golden sun wheel?"

"Why do you look so young, not a few years older than my child... Is he a recruit?"

The characteristics of ordinary people are clearly manifested at this time. It is them who are easily incited by a few words, and it is also them who are easily interrupted by unexpected twists and turns.

Only the middle-aged man named Arthur in the center was still calm. When he saw the figure not far away struggling to get up, he took two steps forward and shouted, "Get out, boy! Go back and tell you sir, we don't …”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the intruder raised his head, revealing a pale and handsome face.

He was wounded, and bright red blood was running down his forehead along the straight bridge of his nose, over his pale cheeks, and finally fell from his chin and landed on the church floor.

Jiang Jianming did not wipe the blood from his forehead.

He slowly... raised his hands.

The door of the church is dim, only the raised hands are illuminated by the moonlight leaking from the window, the white and greasy skin, and the slender skeleton.

It was a pair of hands that belonged to a disabled human being.

At this time, many people inside were also alarmed by the sound and ran to the door one after another. However, the expressions on the faces of everyone who saw this scene changed, from fear to astonishment visibly to the naked eye.

I do not know how long it has been.

Someone said in a trembling voice, "The crippled...the crippled human being..."

Tick ​​tock... tick tock. The disabled man staggered to his feet, but the blood was still falling.

No words could be more powerful than the sight. Jiang Jianming's eyes were as bright as cold stars, he stepped on his own blood and calmly walked in front of the crowd.

At this moment, everyone could see what he looked like. Under the nervous eyes of Jiang Jianming, Jiang Jianming slowly tore the buttons of his coat, slam... The bloody military coat slipped from his shoulders to the ground.

No guns, no weapons.

It is an inoffensive, thin, fragile, and even injured young disabled human.

"ginger!!"

With an abrupt call, Kevin hurriedly pushed away the crowd in front of him and rushed over.

"Hey, kid!" Old Arthur shouted, reaching out his hand.

"The kid is back! I don't know who this guy is..."

Kevin ignored the shouting behind and ran all the way to Jiang Jianming's side.

The young man's expression almost collapsed, he grabbed Jiang Jianming's arm and said sadly: "How are you, have you just hit the end!? God, how... how can there be so much blood."

Jiang Jianming hugged him and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, Kevin, it's just a skin injury... It's okay."

However, Kevin trembled violently, and his eyes fell in horror on the blood-stained brick...

Looking at the size, you can tell that the thing was wheeled out by an adult man, and it is definitely not the weight of the skin trauma.

For disabled human beings who are fragile and sensitive without crystal bone protection, if the place is not good, concussion or even death on the spot is possible.

Kevin turned his head abruptly, and after being frightened for several hours, it seemed that the tense string that was implicated in the nerve was broken at this moment.

The anger instantly overwhelmed the fear, Kevin clenched his fists tightly, and roared at the crowd with red eyes: "—What did you do!!"

"Don't you want to speak up for the crystalless race, don't you want to oppose the oppression!?"

The boy's roar echoed in the church, "What kind of resentment does he have with you? You didn't say a word, and you gave such a poisonous hand to an crystalless human!!"

"I……"

Everyone lost their voices, and the young man's grief and indignation reminded them that the original goal of gathering tonight was indeed to seek better treatment for the crystalless race.

However, at this moment, the first person to be hurt by this struggle was an unarmed and crystalless human.

Only Jiang Jianming glanced at Kevin with a frown. He first thought that this kid was too witty, and he actually knew how to cooperate with him in a bitter scene, which he couldn't see before.

But he soon realized that Kevin's emotional intelligence was not at the level for such a difficult task.

As for the fact that he asked Seth Henry to calculate the possible trajectories of the weapon in advance, and finally succeeded in making the brick scratch his forehead... The little guy's eyesight should not be able to see through.

So there is only one conclusion.

Tears fell from Kevin's eyes. He choked, trying to cover Jiang Jianming's bleeding wound with his cuff: "Do you want his life!!"

Jiang Jianming thought to himself with an expressionless face: ... It turns out that this silly child was really frightened by himself.

A burst of footsteps sounded, and several of Kevin's friends also ran over, surrounding Kevin and Jiang Jianming in the middle.

"Brother Kevin!"

"Senior Jiang..."

Emotions are contagious. They have never seen Kevin, who has always been strong, cry like a mess. In addition, Jiang Jianming's bloody face is really infiltrating, and several children also panicked.

"It's okay, Kevin, stop crying."

Jiang Jianming comforted the brats, "So are you guys."

Then he raised his head and looked around, with a natural tone that seemed to be chatting with the neighbors: "Can...let me go inside first?"

The author has something to say: Jiang. Bailian. Jianming: No matter how good the sideline (mecha guns/strategic layout/training the prince, etc.) is, I will always be a weak, pitiful and helpless disabled human being in my job.Remember, don't forget.

Jiang. Bailian. Jianming: Look, I've been injured by a brick now, I'm bleeding, and I'm about to die. Please put your distress on the public screen.

Kevin: He's dying!!!(heartbreaking)

ginger:?How can a stupid child be scared like this.