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Mary was greatly disappointed. She shook her head like a rattle again and stood there in a daze. It turned out that every time he went out, he disturbed a whole family. The people he disturbed all went to the police station. Officer Zheng had sought out Mary several times to redress the grievances of the victims. Mary was very protective of him. There was nothing Sheriff Zheng could do. He could only suppress his anger and try to persuade him. Mary was annoyed, so she said something about educating Macley and sent the sheriff away.

Recently, every time he went out, Macley would come back beaming and assure Mary that the treasure must be the priest's. Mary was overjoyed. Last night, when Macley had gone to the temple again, Mary had waited hungrily until dawn, hoping that he would be able to retrieve the priceless treasure. Mary was waiting anxiously for news of her death. No wonder he was startled.

Mary asked the police about the scene, and they told her about the many injuries and deaths he had sustained. At this moment, the foreign monks surrounded him. Mary was in a panic again as she turned back and forth on the ground, grumbling to herself, ”What's the matter with Macley! Bad business! This is bad! Did he die on the way back, or on the way back? What kind of person was this that could kill him so viciously? Damn it, damn it! He was dead. Can I still get that treasure? This is unbelievable, unbelievable! ” He suddenly remembered that Macley had followed him for many years, had saved his life, had benefited from him many times, and felt a pang of grief.

The policeman was anxious and urged him, ”Sir, please calm down and send someone over quickly.” Mary called all the men and said frantically, ”You go! All of you, go! Hurry to the scene, to the police station, to the police station, to the legation, to them! Let them catch the murderer as soon as possible, and pay for my Maclay's life! Do you all understand? ” This scared all the foreign monks into a panic, and they all said, ”Yes, yes! We understand. Very well. ” Then they all swarmed out, some to the Guardian Hall, some to the police station, some to the British Legation, and Lally and the file went with the messenger to the scene to identify the body.

After everyone had left for a while, only Mary was left in the room. He still could not calm down and was running around in panic. Sometimes he went to the window, sometimes to the table; sometimes he sat down and picked up a sheet of paper from the pen holder and was about to write a letter when he threw it away and stood up. He was insane. He regretted Maclay's death, and regretted never getting the treasure again.

Finally, he got tired and sat down with a depressed expression on his face. He calmly thought about it and said to himself: ”It's over, it's over, everything is over.” I have no hope of obtaining that mysterious treasure ever again. ” After some thought, he said, ”I've had a lot of people coming to see me at the police station about what McCree did. I protected my men and offended them. These cops hate me. They definitely won't help me with this case today. If I were to ask them for money now, I might not be able to use it. ” He suddenly became angry and said, ”Don't look at how many evil deeds my Mike has done. He had to get revenge and vent his anger! I won't forgive these people from the State Protecting Temple! ”I wrote to Archbishop Li, asking him to come here and negotiate with the Chinese to see which Chinese would dare to slight him!” He made himself another cup of coffee and drank it while he worked out how to write a letter.

He finished his coffee, and in a moment of excitement, his mind was made up. Grabbing the feather, dipping it in ink, he began to write on the paper in a crooked manner. He wrote a few pages before stopping. He read through them again, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, not quite satisfied with what he had written. He picked up the chicken feathers again and was about to rewrite them when he heard the door outside creak open. Mary immediately put down her chicken feathers, took out her gun, and stood up. He heard the man's footsteps reach the front door of the house, and he pointed the gun at it. The door was pushed open again as Yuan Ming walked in from the outside.

Mary was flustered to see the Chinese monk. He was very afraid that people from the National Guardian Temple would come knocking on his door. His hand trembled and he immediately asked, ”Who are you? ”How dare you barge into my house without being called!” He had seen Yuan Ming in his twenties. He was a young monk with a packet of items on a square in his hand. He stood at the door with a smile on his face, as if he had no ill intentions. His nervousness relaxed a little.

Noticing his hesitation, Yuan Ming chuckled and walked over to his table. Seeing him come closer, Ma Li panicked again, using the muzzle of the gun to push Yuan Ming closer and kept driving him away, ”Get out! Get out! I didn't ask you to come. ”If I don't go out, I'll shoot.”

Yuan Ming did not care about what he said and just smiled at him from beginning to end. He unhurriedly put his bag on the table and then calmly said, ”Father Ma Li, what's wrong? Are you afraid of me?” Mary's hands trembled again. ”I'm not afraid of you, I'm not afraid of you. Why should I be afraid of you! ” Yuan Ming smiled and said, ”It's good as long as you're not afraid of me. I'm your friend after all.” Mary thought it was strange, she sized him up a few times and said, ”No, no, I don't have a friend like you. You're lying to me. Get out of here! ”If you don't go out, I'll shoot you.” Yuan Ming said, ”Once I'm out, I'll go out. Don't regret it if I leave! ” Pointing at the bag, he continued, ”This is a treasure! Cultural relics, do you understand? Don't you want it? ”

When Mary heard that, ”treasure”, her eyes turned and she immediately asked, ”Friend, what treasure is that?” Yuan Ming raised his head and said, ”A priceless treasure.” Mary stopped asking and reached for the bundle. Yuan Ming took his hand and said, ”There's no need to look at it. It's the treasure you're looking for.” Mary felt a little awkward and puzzled, unable to believe that it was true. ”He immediately became suspicious.” Could it be that he obtained that treasure? He wants to sell it to me? ”What does this have to do with Mike?”