Chapter 344 Branch (Monthly Pass in the Last Two Days)
Dole Street, near the Memorial Parish in the market area, is a street with trees, clean pavements, and new architecture, and Jane chose to meet the "purifier" here because the people who frequented it had little intersection with her original life, and almost no one recognized her.
At this time, she was wearing a white women's shirt and a light brown long skirt, which was slightly different from the last time she saw the two "purifiers", so as not to be noticed by the other party every time she wore the same clothes.
Of course, her overall style still leans towards cleanliness, sunshine and freshness, which is the image requirement summarized from the advocacy language when Jane listened to the bishop's sermons and participated in certain church activities.
With a sun amulet around her neck and her brown hair simply tied up, she walked along the shadow created by the street tree to the agreed apartment 17.
A brown four-wheeled carriage passed by her, and the windows were open, revealing a beautiful face that caught people's eyes.
It was a lady wearing a long black court dress, she wore a dark black gauze hat with white feathers on her head, her black hair was extremely delicately coiled, her face was soft, her chin was beautifully curved, the bridge of her nose was delicate and tall, her red lips were plump and slightly upturned, and her dark gray eyes were both bright and seemed to be covered with a faint sadness, which made people feel distressed unconsciously.
It's beautiful...... After the carriage drove by, Jane let out a heartfelt sigh.
Although she herself can be called beautiful, this does not prevent her from admiring the charm of others, and at the same time, she deeply feels that she is still a lot worse than Franka, who has become the "Witch of Pleasure", and the lady just now.
Jane retracted her gaze and made her way to the roof of the apartment at 17 Dole Street.
She didn't have to wait long for Imre and Valentai to arrive here.
"You have obtained important information?" Valentine asked with a cold but quite active expression.
His eyes swept across Jian Na's neck, he saw the sun emblem, and nodded with satisfaction, invisibly.
Jian Na shook her head slowly:
"No."
Without waiting for Imre and Valentai to ask, she said from the bottom of her heart:
"I want to repent."
Repent? Imre couldn't help but glance at Valente.
Is there something wrong with this?
Jian Na lowered her head slightly, looked at the ground, and said with a bitter smile:
"I dreamed of my mother again, many times.
"And after dreaming of her, I couldn't help but question the church, why did Yu Ge let it. People like Artois are participating in the election, why not arrest those around him as soon as he discovers the problem to prevent subsequent disasters?
"I, I want to repent, the pain is eating away at my soul, shaking my faith, and making me wonder if the gods and the church are still blessing us."
This is her true feeling, but it is not as strong as it is expressed in her words.
Valentine was ashamed and didn't know how to respond to Jana.
Imre had experienced many similar things, sighed, and skillfully reassured:
"There is no doubt that God is always watching us, the sun shines on the earth every day, but you also know that the alternation of light and darkness is the main tone of the whole world, just as the sun sets every day and the night inevitably comes, and because of this, we rejoice in the first rays of the morning, in the sun that rises again.
"Similarly, the church is not omnipotent, at least in Intes, we are still subject to the 'God of Steam and Machinery' church, which is restricted by Congress and the government, and cannot do whatever it wants, and investigate whoever it wants.
"Pain and calamity are an important part of our lives, or many, or few, but they will all pass, just as the sun will rise and shine on the earth again."
Jian Na was silent for a few seconds, exhaled slowly, and spread her arms slightly:
"Praise the sun!"
"Praise the sun!" Valentai and Imre responded at the same time.
With the sincere performance just now, Jian Na took the opportunity to ask:
"Who pushed Yuge. Artois to the position of a member of parliament, and who made him an agent of the evil god?"
"Still under investigation, no substantial gains have been made for the time being." Imre pondered the language and said.
Jian Na showed a little impatience and concern:
"Why haven't you made any substantial gains yet? Are you unable to obtain key clues due to the restrictions just mentioned? Do you need my help? I am not subject to any restrictions and am not afraid of breaking the law!"
Imre and Valentai were not surprised at all by such a reaction to Jana, which was the same as the assassination of Hugue. Artois's emotional state was the same, but it was weakened a lot.
The two looked at each other, as if making eye contact, whether to leave this matter to the informant who signed the contract, so that the methods they could take would be more flexible and free.
Jane Na remembered Franka's advice, and did not directly use the ability of "instigation", but only sensed the state of the two "purifiers", and purely used words to achieve her goal:
"If the church can't do it on its own, can't it be left to capable believers?
"Is it the dignity of the church or God's children that matters?
"Every disaster that is prevented saves many families and living people who devoutly believe in the sun.
"Yuge. Behind Artois is an evil god!"
Valentai was moved, and seeing that Imre had no objection, he solemnly asked Celia. Bello:
"Are you sure you want to help us investigate this matter? This is very dangerous, there is a high probability that you will pay with your life."
Jane replied with a complicated smile:
"I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of being a victim of evil god believers for no reason like my mother."
She didn't hide her hatred at all.
Imre then said:
"After our investigation, we found that Yuge. Artois had a very close relationship with General Philip, and some of the things he did secretly could be traced back to him, but General Philip died of illness at the beginning of last year, and all clues were cut off.
"Yuge. Artois's other supporters and patrons were either arranged by General Philip, or they felt that he had cultivation value and took the initiative to help, and they did not involve evil god beliefs or secret organizations."
Jian Na blurted out:
"What about Philip's family? Yuge. Where are the believers of the evil gods around Artois?"
"Philip's family is fine." Valentine replied with a little annoyance, "Hugue. The one who knew the most chose to commit suicide directly when he couldn't escape, and he was very fanatical, so we couldn't get the clues we wanted, and we only eradicated the two branches of the secret organization of the 'End of All Things'."
"The End of All Things"...... Jane remembered this secret organization that believed in evil gods.
Imre added:
"The one I know the most is called Cassandra with red hair, she is a member of the branch of the former royal family Sauron, who is both an extraordinary person and a gifted believer in evil gods."
"Is there a problem with the Sauron family?" Jian Na asked further.
Imre shook his head:
"The current conclusion is no, and it supports the George. Artois's original aristocratic families had an ordinary relationship with the Sauron family, while Cassandra chose to be an adventurer because she was not valued in the Sauron family, and later became an extraordinary person, joining Hugue last year. Artois's team."
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Opera District, Rue Rumba, Mechanical Cafe.
The king cake with pie crust on the top and bottom resembles a giant black flower on a brown background was mechanically sent to Puifer. In front of Sauron and other members of the "Black Cat" organization.
Puiver looked around and said to Lumian, Anoli and others:
"I propose that this king's pie game be sacrificed to one of my great ancestors, who was the first Earl of Ardennes and the twenty-seventh Count of Champagne."
Puifer. Sauron usually calls himself the Earl of Ardennes.
"The Count of Champagne who wants Russell's ass?" The novelist Arnoli smiled.
In recent years, the most popular prohibited book in the Trier underground book market is called "The Secret Records of Roselle the Great", which not only contains various existing rumors about Roselle the Great, but also adds a lot of new content that looks absurd and hot.
Puiver sighed and said:
"That's the thirtieth Earl of Champagne, the great-grandson of my great ancestor, another branch of the Sauron family."
"I have no objection." Mullen, a painter with flaxen hair and brown eyes, brought the topic back on track.
It was just a game, and no one else forced anyone to give the extra king cake to, and it was quickly agreed.
In Lumian's style, he should have objected and angrily Count Puifer, but he kept in mind that he was now playing Gardner. Martin's friend, the son of a wealthy businessman who loves art, spends money on despised fools, so he forcibly controls himself.
Puyver turned his head to the quieter literary critic Ernst & Young:
"You will be responsible for cutting the cake."
Anyong, who had curly black hair, smiled self-deprecatingly:
"My least favorite thing is that there are no waiters in mechanical cafes, which makes me feel like a waiter."
"Isn't this a good thing? This means there are no spies." Novelist Arnolli muttered.
The poet Ellet, who was smoking a large cherry wood bong, responded with a smile:
"Maybe the spy is between us."
At this time, Ernst & Young had already picked up a dinner knife and divided the king's cake into seven pieces equally.
Puiver forked one of the king's pieces to the edge of the plate, clasped his hands over his chest, and whispered:
"To you, the great Sauron family, the great Fomunda. Champagne. Sauron."
Puiver recited this sentence three times, and Lumian suddenly felt that the mechanical café, which had no waiters, became quieter and quieter, much like the state in which the bishops began their sermons.
Offering the extra king's bread to Fomunda. After Sauron, Puiver raised his head, looked at Lumian, and said with a smile:
"You are the customer, you are the first to choose."
Lumian didn't observe, and directly stretched out his hand to the king cake closest to him.
At this moment, Thermiporos' magnificent cascading voice sounded in his ears:
"Change it."
ps: It's the last two days, I want a monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)