Splendid cathedral, prayer room.

The stained glass is connected to the dome, and Margaret knelt there barefoot in a white dress, clasped her hands, and murmured prayers.

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

Footsteps sounded behind her, and someone put a hand on top of her head.

"Death, raise your head."

Margaret raised her head obediently, her light gray pupils were as ignorant as a lost lamb.

The first thing that catches the eye is the huge crystal sculpture symbolizing the crystal nest standing in the depths of the prayer room. The sculpture itself is transparent and bright, shining colorful lights under the colored windows on all sides, which is both evil and magical.sex.

Margaret turned her gaze back, and a figure took the place of the crystal hive statue.

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

Margaret raised her flawless white jade forearm, and she tugged at the hem of the man's clothes, whispering, "Death has worked hard, but I'm still a little nervous."

At this moment, she was no longer the elegant and holy bishop when she was preaching, but a young girl who stumbled a bit even when speaking.

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

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

Margaret—Death shook her head slightly and quickly: "With His Excellency the Archbishop by my side, I'm not afraid."

The Archbishop smiled and stroked Death's long white hair like teasing a small animal.

"Pray then, my dear boy."

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

The archbishop said calmly, "...until the sun rises."

There were faint and noisy human voices coming from 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 palms together.

Outside the splendor cathedral.

People were pouring into the church in a steady stream, and the ordinary patrol police were no longer enough to cope with the current situation.Nearly a hundred Jinrilun sergeants gathered in a street outside the church, already equipped with tranquilizer guns and other weapons at their waists.

At the same time, vehicles and aircraft gathered, the hard snow on the side of the road reflected the flickering lights, and the voices of conversations were murmured.

Lieutenant General Luther who rushed over listened to the report, and asked with a sullen face: "Did you search the inside of the church when you searched for the real crystal mine a few days ago?"

Jin Rilun saluted with a clap: "Report to Lieutenant General, we have searched. The church is the key location for investigation, and we have searched several times."

Due to the particularity and danger of true crystal mines, the empire has always prohibited private possession.Only Crystal Cult is not an exception.

This religion has a long history. Since two or three hundred years ago, crystal particles have been worshiped as a religious belief. The crystal nest is the embodiment of the god in their minds in this world, and the true crystal mine is something like a god.

For this reason, the Empire allows the churches of 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.

"En." Lieutenant General Luther nodded, and turned his gaze 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 negotiators go in to appease them first. If it doesn't work, they can only be suppressed by force."

A young general standing beside the lieutenant general hesitated for a moment, showing a look of embarrassment: "Lieutenant general, the people's emotions are now agitated, and they change their faces when they see the Jin Rilun military emblem. If the army rushes forward and drives them away forcefully, there may be bloodshed.”

This speech immediately caused him to be glared at by others: "Then what do you say! Are you going to let this group of mobs rush in front of the royal driver?"

"There are so many people, and it's still dark. If there are criminals mixed in, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Lieutenant General Luther, please wait!"

Suddenly there was a cry, and Zheng Yue hurried over from the street panting heavily, his military boots making a crisp sound as they stepped on the snow.

Lieutenant General Luther turned his head and raised his hand to signal the surroundings to be quiet.

"Lieutenant General!" Zheng Yue gasped with sweat on his brow, "Your Excellency said he would come over, so let Jin Rilun not conflict with the petitioners."

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

Zheng Yue was not willing to agree, and the two parties immediately quarreled.

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

A few seconds later, he put his heart on the sidelines and said heavily: "Wait."

Jiang Jianming didn't keep Jin Rilun waiting for long.

He came over in less than twenty minutes, and the first sentence he uttered frightened everyone.

He said, I will go in alone.

"Your Excellency the Ombudsman." The young general accompanying Lieutenant General Luther spoke anxiously again.

He gave a military salute first, and said sternly: "Under special circumstances, please forgive me for taking the liberty. Recently, we heard some rumors 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 dazzlingly bright.

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

"Oh no, I don't have any 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, just in case something goes wrong..."

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

"..."

Jiang Jianming stared helplessly at the veteran for a while, reached out and patted Luther on the shoulder, and said calmly, "Use your brain, lieutenant general."

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

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

"Your Excellency, just now Jinrilun has had some friction with the public," he whispered, "If you really go in, do you want to change your clothes..."

"No need." Jiang Jianming then took off his gloves, unceremoniously put them into Zheng Yue's arms, and put them on the Wings of Venus, "I'll trouble you too."

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

Lieutenant General Luther's old face was also stiff.This young inspector, His Excellency, is really...

"If there is no accident, wait for me to come out before taking action. If it is confirmed that I died inside, then expel me by force, don't hesitate."

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

Through the night and the street lights, he entered the door of the church.

...

In the church, under the deliberate provocation, the extreme emotion has reached its peak.

The murals and reliefs were submerged in the night, and the dark golden inner walls were full of over-stressed people.

A dozen or so adult strong men held bricks and sticks in their hands, like beasts on guard, staring at the gate with red eyes.

Seeing 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 threw the brick out of his hand first, and then got into a fighting posture.

But surprisingly, the figure that came in didn't hide, or didn't react at all.There was only a muffled "dong" sound, and the brick hit the forehead of the visitor, and a few drops of blood spattered.

The thin body was skewed by the force, and after taking a staggered step, it fell to the ground, like a white grass blown off by a strong wind.

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

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

"Didn't you say it was 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 reflected at this time. They are the ones who are easily aroused by a few words, and they are also the ones who are easily interrupted by unexpected twists and turns.

Only the middle-aged man named Arthur in the center was still calm. Seeing the figure not far away struggling to get up, he took two steps forward and shouted: "Get out, kid! Go back and tell your officers, we won't..."

Before the words were finished, the intruder raised his head, revealing a pale and handsome face.

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

Jiang Jianming didn't wipe the blood from his forehead.

He slowly...raised his hands.

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

It was a pair of handicapped human hands.

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

I do not know how long it has been.

Someone said in a trembling voice: "Cru... crippled human beings..."

Tick tock...tick tock.The disabled human being stood up unsteadily, but the blood was still falling.

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

At this moment, everyone could see his appearance. Under a pair of nervous eyes, Jiang Jianming slowly unbuttoned his coat, clatter... the blood-stained military coat slipped from his shoulders and fell to the ground.

No guns, no weapons.

It was a non-aggressive, thin, fragile, and even injured young disabled human being.

"ginger!!"

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

"Oh, boy!" cried old Arthur, holding out his hand.

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

Regardless of the shouts behind him, Kevin ran all the way to Jiang Jianming's side.

The young man's expression was about to collapse, and he grabbed Jiang Jianming's arm and said sadly: "How are you? Did you hit the end just now!? Oh my god, why...how did you bleed so much?"

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 on the blood-stained brick in horror...

Judging from its size, it can be seen that the weight of that thing being rolled out by a grown man is by no means the level of skin trauma.

For disabled human beings who have no crystal bone protection and are fragile and sensitive, if they hit a bad place, concussion or even death on the spot is possible.

Kevin turned his head suddenly, and after hours of fear, it seemed that the tight string that involved his nerves broke at this moment.

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

"Aren't you going to speak out for the crystalless race, aren't you going to oppose oppression!?"

The young man's roar echoed endlessly in the church, "What kind of grudge does he have against you? You didn't say a word, and you did such a poisonous hand to a crystalless human!!"

"I……"

Everyone lost their voices, and the boy's sad and angry complaints belatedly reminded them that the original goal of gathering tonight was indeed to seek better treatment for the Wujing race.

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

Only Jiang Jianming frowned and glanced at Kevin. He first thought that this kid was too smart, and he knew how to cooperate with him in acting in a bitter show. He couldn't see it before.

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

As for the gamble he made Seth Henry calculate in advance the possible trajectory of the murder weapon, and finally succeeded in making the brick only scratch his forehead... the little guy's eyesight should not be able to see through it.

So there is only one conclusion.

Tears fell from Kevin's eyes, sobbing, trying to cover Jiang Jianming's bleeding wound on his forehead with his cuffs: "Are you trying to kill him!!"

Jiang Jianming thought to himself expressionlessly: ...so this silly boy was really frightened by himself.

There was a sound of footsteps, and several of Kevin's friends also ran over, surrounding Kevin and Jiang Jianming.

"Brother Kevin!"

"Senior Jiang..."

Emotions are contagious. They have never seen Kevin, who has always been strong, crying in a mess. In addition, Jiang Jianming's bloody face really seeps into people, and the children also panicked.

"It's okay, Kevin, don't cry."

Jiang Jianming comforted these cubs, "You guys are too."

Then he looked up and looked around, with a natural tone as if he was chatting with a neighbor: "Can... can I go inside first?"

The author has something to say: Jiang. Bailian. Jianming: No matter how good the side job (mecha guns/strategy layout/training princes, etc.)Remember, don't forget.

Jiang. Bailian. Jianming: Look, I was injured by a brick now, I am bleeding, and I am about to die. Please put your heartache on the public screen.

Kevin: He's dying—!!!(heart-piercing)

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