Chapter 1492 (1/2)

Alex knows very well that Anthony's death is a landmark case.

It means that the established events in the past began to change, and the situation gradually heated up. No one knows what terrible things will happen next.

This terrible unknown, like an unbreakable dark cloud, floated over Gusteau. The gloomy and depressing atmosphere even made Alex suffocate for a moment.

”Will this be a single event?” When Alex returned to cruya church, he whispered to angel, who was hidden.

”Don't you already have an answer in your heart?” Angel said.

The day after Anthony's death, the gloom still hung over Gusteau.

After Alex got up, he found that father brunlang had stayed in church all night, pale and sad, kneeling down in front of the statue of the father and praying silently.

Seeing Alex's arrival, father brunlang slowly turned his head: ”where are you going?”

”I went to the river to recite the Scriptures.”

Father brunlang was silent for a moment and nodded: ”go, but Gusteau is not safe now. Don't go to too remote places. Be careful.”

Alex nodded in agreement, and then left the church under the gaze of father brunlang.

Alex didn't see it. After he left, father brunlang's eyes became dark and deep. Finally, with helplessness, he sighed deeply.

”You have hinted before that father brunlang's heart is not on the right track. However, I just saw that his pious prayer for Anthony doesn't seem to be false.” Angel asked curiously. When Alex was sleeping last night, he went around the town. When he left, Blanc prayed devoutly in the church. When he came back in the morning, he was still praying silently. That kind of piety, in angel's view, is very real.

Alex: ”as a clergyman, father brunlang is qualified. Moreover, he is in great awe of death.”

As for other aspects, Alex was reluctant to say more. After all, father brunlang saved him and adopted him.

Angel didn't go on talking about father brunlang.

Two hours later, Alex came to Mrs. Connie's Woodman cabin.

Mrs. Connie didn't leave. She still lay in bed, but her face was pale, her eyes were in a trance, and there were obvious tears on her cheeks. It seemed that she had been crying all night.

Alex brought food and medicine, and recited a scripture with Mrs. Connie.

Although Alex didn't believe in the content of the Scripture, it was very suitable for brainwashing, or to give hope to people in low and desperate situations.

Mrs. Connie's expression finally eased after reading the Scripture.

”Alex, when can I get back to town?” Mrs. Connie still couldn't help asking.

Alex's face was hesitant. He had enough of Mrs. Connie's curiosity before he slowly said, ”I had some doubts about what my wife said yesterday. However, when I went back last night, I knew something big had happened.”

Alex told Mrs. Connie about Anthony's death and Martin's disappearance.

Although Alex didn't say who did the case, he kept guiding Mrs. Connie to associate her experience.

After hearing this, Mrs. Connie was trembling with fear, even if Alex did not give a complete chain of evidence that Anthony's death was related to the two souls who chased Mrs. Connie. But Mrs. Connie's brain mended herself, but the more brain mended, the more frightened she became.

”Gusteau is now in an undercurrent. Mrs. Connie's best not to go back. Don't worry. In the name of the father, I promise you that once the undercurrent fades, I will take Mrs. Connie back to town immediately.”

A clergy, in the name of the father, naturally believed Connie.

But Mrs. Connie doesn't know. Although Alex is a priest, it's just a shiny shell. He is definitely an unbeliever in his heart. He says things in the name of the father, which is no different from farting.

At noon, Alex returned to Gusteau with a grim face.

When he stepped into the Church of creya, he was surprised to find that the church, which was not full in the past, was full at this time, and everyone prayed silently to the statue of the father.

Obviously, the successive events, including Knight raven, affected the people in the town.

Before we can catch the murderer, everyone can only hope in the gods, even if the gods have never shown his miracles.

Alex joined the prayer crowd unhindered. He stood in front of the window, closed his eyes and recited the Scriptures. The sunlight shining through the window is as holy as the son of God.

This week made all participants feel as if they had been redeemed.

But this redemption lasted less than half an hour and broke again.