America 1881: They Call Me Legend

While Abiot had attracted the attention of the people outside, Chen Jianqiu had quietly opened the side door.

This church is very old. There is a high threshold at the entrance, which symbolizes the division between the holy and the secular.

Chen Jianqiu crossed the threshold, gently closed the door behind him, and stepped into the church.

Facing him was the church lobby.

I don't know whether it was because today was not a weekend, or because Thiago's people had cleared the scene, but there was no one in the church at this time.

Sunlight shines in from the colorful windows, passes through the dust, and shines on the rows of benches.

Directly opposite the door is an altar.

This is a traditional Latin altar.

In the center of the inside of the altar, there is an exquisite monstrance cabinet;

On the outside of the tabernacle, a copy of the "Gospel" was placed neatly; directly in front, there was an ever-burning lamp, and six candles were arranged in sequence from the table to the outside of the altar.

He followed the footsteps extending from the door of this confession booth to a compartment door of another confession booth on the opposite side.

He was originally standing guard at the door of the confessional.

But Chen Jianqiu is not.

When he and Holiday were chatting on the way back to Roswell from San Francisco, Holiday told him that shooter talent can be used for more than just shooting and night vision.

He groped around Thiago's body for a while to see if there was anything that could be used as a token.

The girl felt that her nose was malfunctioning.

Catholics will devoutly get into the booth of the confession booth, and confess their sins to them through a small wooden window that cannot be seen on the opposite side, in order to obtain God's forgiveness.

"I don't want to marry Ricardo. He is a fool. My father only regarded my marriage as a deal with the Prigo family."

So, he slowed down his steps and walked along the wall of the church towards the back of the altar.

A dagger was inserted into his heart accurately.

There was almost no light inside, so it was a good place to sleep. He decided to let the bald priest continue to sleep inside for a while.

This is a local incense in Mexico, generally only used by ladies of high status.

Thiago, the toad who wanted to eat the swan's flesh, also disappeared from the door.

The light from outside shone into the dark confession booth and shone on a man's face.

The man stayed in the dark for a while, and the sudden light made him feel a little dazzling.

Chen Jianqiu closed the door.

"Lord, forgive me, I really don't know how I should face Romero. He is an honest man and a good man."

In the closed compartment, Ariana was breathless by her own fragrance, which made her feel even more depressed.

He walked out of the confessional and left the church through another side door.

He took a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, then sheathed the dagger and put it back in his boot.

no answer.

A letter fell from the clothes of the boss of the Crocodile Gang.

He carefully observed the footprints, which were invisible to the naked eye.

Chen Jianqiu began to observe the traces in the house.

But for some reason, the priest next door did not offer her absolution on behalf of God as usual today, but was strangely silent.

The door of the next cubicle was closed, but she smelled the smell she had just smelled in the cubicle again.

There were not only footprints on the ground, but also a trace of a robe being dragged on the ground.

The compartment door was opened.

There was a piece of black cloth hanging on the wooden window between the cubicles, and Ariana on the other side was obviously not aware of what was happening here. She was still confessing in Spanish.

"Perhaps, I just have a little attachment to him and a little affection for him."

A strange smell came from the next cubicle through the window, and it was mixed with her own fragrance, so she couldn't tell what it was.

After Chen Jianqiu confirmed that Thiago was motionless under him, he stood up.

The girl looked around.

If you are a Catholic believer and see such a lifelike icon, you will definitely bow down and pray devoutly.

Chen Jianqiu walked to the confession booth and put his hand on the door handle.

Therefore, this talent can also be used for early warning and tracking.

People with the talent of a shooter have an extraordinary perception of not only light but also the details of the surrounding environment.

He smelled a scent.

He took out his dagger from his boot.

So far, he has not seen any trace of Thiago. This matter is most likely related to him.

And, right in front of us is one of these wooden confessional booths.

If you want to ask who holds the most secrets in a Catholic country.

Therefore, it is completely impossible to tell which confessional booth has someone in it just by hearing from the outside.

Since they met by chance, Chen Jianqiu did not intend to let Thiago live to see the sunshine outside the confession booth.

Chen Jianqiu picked up the letter and took a look at it in the light outside.

"Father! Father! Are you still there?" she asked in a low voice.

Chen Jianqiu raised his head and saw a holy statue.

There was some strange noise coming from the next door just now, but it soon calmed down.

He subconsciously raised his hand to block the light, and then took a closer look at who had broken in.

Finally, I found the footprints of another pair of women in front of the door of the next cubicle in the same confession booth.

Not surprisingly, Ariana should be in this room.

A bald priest was lying inside with his eyes closed.

His mouth and nose were covered, and his body was pressed firmly to the seat. He tried to struggle, but to no avail.

Chen Jianqiu felt something was wrong.

And this room is the confessional of the church.

Chen Jianqiu squatted down.

"Father! Father! Can the Lord hear my confession? Can He forgive me?"

Has the priest already gone to the toilet?

Ariana decided not to wait any longer.

The priest must be one of them.

On the side wall, there is a door.

Judging from the size, it belongs to an adult man.

She was ready to end her confession, but she was afraid that the omniscient Lord would think she was not pious enough.

His hand gently pulled the door.

At the same time, in another cubicle of the confessional, Ariana devoutly confessed to the "priest" next door.

The entire altar symbolizes a tomb, the resting place of Jesus.

When he finally saw the intruder's face clearly, surprise, confusion, and fear flashed through his eyes in turn.

He looked around again.

Chen Jianqiu continued to move forward.

Then, there is endless darkness.

Chen Jianqiu tested his breath with his hands and found that he was still alive. He must have been knocked unconscious, and then dragged him in.

He wanted to see if there were any other side doors or rooms.

It seems that Ariana is with a man inside, and there is at least an 80% probability that this man is Thiago.

It is all written in Spanish, and only the long list of names at the signature can prove that the author of this letter is Thiago.

They are also on fire.

Ariana lowered her head and prayed to herself.

Chen Jianqiu put the letter into his pocket, then walked out of the cubicle gently, and at the same time, closed the door again.

Chen Jianqiu was not interested in listening and could not understand.

The Virgin Mary holds the infant Jesus in her arms, lovingly overlooking everything at her feet.

"There are too many fools around me, and there is also that gangster who is attached to my father. He is a toad and has a dream of eating swan meat."

But the next second, the intruder's face was already close to his.

He opened the door gently.

Chen Jianqiu sniffed his nose.

She pushed open the compartment door and walked out of the compartment.

For the privacy of the confessors, the sound insulation effect of these confession booths is very good, and people outside cannot hear what the people inside are saying at all.

This is a room with large wooden compartments that look like newsstands.

Thiago and Ariana are not here.

This trace ended abruptly in front of the door of a confession booth.

The door was opened easily.

Ariana looked down.

She finally understood what she smelled just now.

Red blood was slowly flowing out from under the compartment door.

"ah!!!!!!"

The girl's screams resounded throughout the church.