Chapter 43: The Teaching of the Bible (1/2)

I ran over to the edge of the rooftop and found that there was a five-story building on the other side, and the two buildings were separated by a three-meter gap. Bai Yue and Wang Yuanchao both jumped over to that building!

At the time, the Wang Yuanchao was chasing after Bai Yue on the rooftop of that building like a cat pursuing a mouse.

Three meters… If it had been on the ground, I thought I might be able to jump across this distance, but if it was between two buildings that were tens of meters high? No way. My bones and flesh would turn into a pulp if I fell from that height!

I decided that I definitely wouldn’t jump, so I took out my mobile phone and called Huang Xiaotao.

“Bai Yue escaped to the opposite residential building and Wang Yuanchao is now there too. You should surround him there.”

“Okay, got it!” replied Huang Xiaotao.

I glanced at the director who was on the ground with a broken leg and said, “By the way, you should send a police officer here too, the accomplice is here and he’s injured.”

I hung up the phone, then walked over to the director. When he heard my footsteps, his first sentence was, “Did they catch Bai Yue?”

“Any time now,” I said, kneeling down near him. “You and your son will soon be brought to justice…”

The director suddenly grabbed my collar and said, “Please let Bai Yue go! I was the one who killed those women! It was me!”

The director’s grip was very tight. I was so shocked by his sudden movement that I broke out in cold sweat. I didn’t know at that point whether he had a knife hidden under his sleeve or not, so I didn’t dare to do anything reckless. At that moment, Dali ran over and aimed the ultraviolet light at the director’s eyes and said, “Old man, let go of his collar, are you thinking about attacking a police officer?”

The director was blinded by the light. He quickly let go of my collar and covered his eyes with both his hands.

I kept a distance from him and asked, “Why did you help Bai Yue to murder the two innocent women?”

“It was my son’s request,” said the director. “Of course, a father must find a way to fulfill it. After all, I never really did my duties as a father when he was young.”

“But you’re a religious person. If you do this kind of thing, aren’t you afraid of going to hell?” I said.

“Moses commanded us to stone prostitutes to death,” said the director. “Do you think that I will go to hell for killing those women?”

I was dumbfounded.

“What the hell is this old man talking about?” asked Dali.

He retorted me with something from the Bible. He’d read the Bible all his life, so naturally he was familiar with all the passages, but I hadn’t. All I read were some Bible stories.

But in any case, I don't think that a religion that preaches love and kindness to your neighbor would encourage people to kill prostitutes. He must’ve twisted the words in order to justify himself and his crimes.

“Magdalene was a prostitute too,” I said. “But she washed Jesus’ feet with her tears, and after being crucified at the cross Jesus immediately redeemed her. If your Lord looks down on prostitutes, then why would he also save Magdalene? A true Christian practices compassion and kindness, not murder and violence like you.”

The director widened his eyes and said nothing.

At this time, there was a burst of gunshots that rang through the night sky. The body of the director trembled fiercely, and he struggled to climb up to his feet.

“What happened to my son,” he asked. “What did they do to my son?”

Dali ran over to the edge of the rooftop and said, “Officer Wang seized him.”

“Is he alive?” the director asked.

“Yes.” Dali nodded.

It was as if a weight was lifted off of the director’s shoulders. He heaved a sigh and fell to the ground.

In a short while, a police officer arrived and took the director away.

“Dude, that was awesome!” said Dali. “You said something to the old man and he went speechless! How did you know about all these things?”

“From the Bible, idiot!” I said, “Magdalene was a prostitute, but she helped Jesus, so he redeemed her.” Well, to be frank, I saw it from the movie The Da Vinci Code.

“How are you so knowledgeable, dude?” Dali asked enviously.

“Well, you should play less games and read more books, then.” I replied.

I suddenly remembered one thing, and caught up with the dean. He was being taken downstairs by the police officer. His leg was shot, so he was in a lot of pain.