Chapter 162 The Church on the High Bridge
When he was about to leave for the Golden Rule Church, Old Xion suddenly asked Milo: "Don't you need to sleep?"
"You are the one Is he the one who didn't sleep? At least I still slept for a few hours." Milo recalled that it seemed that the person who hadn't slept a wink since last night was Old Xion.
"Compared to the cemetery, I think the church is worth a visit." Old Xion snapped his fingers and cleaned the cigarette ashes from his fingertips:
"By the way, Have you gone to church in the past few years or confessed?”
"Let's put it this way, in my hometown, there is no custom of telling strangers about your recent masturbation experiences." Milo shook his head.
“That’s reasonable.” Old Xion nodded: “You know that not long after the Great Plague ended, that is, when the church had just been established as the state religion, the two houses of Congress passed a law, which is the members of the law enforcement system. Once you are found to have a tendency to behave excessively, you need to go to the church to be baptized."
"This is the first time I have heard of it." Milo was slightly surprised.
Now he is considered a member of the law enforcement system, but he has never heard of this legal provision.
Even in the memory of Karl, a genius law enforcement officer, Milo could not find the legal provision that Old Theon mentioned.
"Aren't the law enforcement system and the church in an unrelated state of confrontation? Is there really a precedent of law enforcement officers being forcibly baptized and purified?" Milo asked with interest.
Old Xion pointed at himself with his finger: "That's right above."
"Nero is right, you do have a rich resume." Milo shrugged: " So what kind of treatment have they prepared for you?”
“During the month there, I had to listen to the tortoise’s chanting for six hours every day, and my ears almost felt numb. , Those damn bastards said that my soul was shrouded in darkness, hahahaha. "So has the soul been purified or sublimated?" Milo could feel the influence of old Xion on the church. The attitude was very dismissive.
It seems that since entering the law enforcement system, most of the people Milo has seen have this trait, but to varying degrees, including himself.
“I remember that I stole the cigarettes they took from me, got high, and beat up the two priests in the bell tower, and then they gave up purification. My soul." Old Theon said very matter-of-factly.
“It’s a miracle that you can still stay in the law enforcement system.” Milo marveled.
"The senior management did consider taking away my black trench coat." Old Xion grinned.
“What’s the end?”
"In the end, they gave in and only deprived me of my pension."
"I can probably imagine your later life." Milo thought of the old law enforcement officer in Galeed City. figure.
"It doesn't matter, I don't expect to live to retirement age anyway."
"Yes, so why were you identified as that? Are you prone to violence or something? "Milo then asked.
"I put the heads of the two suspects in the water and forgot to take them out." Old Xion's tone sounded like he was trying to remember, and he probably had almost forgotten the matter completely.
It is not difficult to see that this is definitely not the worst behavior he has ever done to a suspect, but it was just exposed for some reason.
“I still have a lot to learn.” Milo thought silently.
“Don’t look like that. The Law Enforcement and Criminal Investigation Department is a quagmire. No matter how clean your soul is, if you stay here for a few years, you will become as stinky as those rotten people, my friend. You will be alienated, and your family will reject you. That is the fact. No one can live alone in the pile of rotting corpses, haha. "
Old Xion didn't know when he picked up a cigarette again.
The tone of his words seemed to be joking. But Milo always felt that this guy was introducing himself with a sense of self-deprecation.
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"That's good. If I want to go into the church to check something next time, I will find two suspects and kill them. It's simple, quick and convenient." Nodding thoughtfully.
"You know, you can enter the church without killing the suspect." Old Xion reminded.
“That’s not a different identity.” Milo waved his hand.
The two of them chatted all the way.
Riding a horse from Nanwei city all the way to the outskirts of the city.
The main building of the church is located on a high-rise terrain on the outskirts of the city. First of all, it is along the upper reaches of the canal, so it is logical to build a quite large high bridge. From Milo's perspective , based on the architectural standards of this era, it can be regarded as a wonder to be able to build something that looks like a modern viaduct.
The high bridge of the church spans the sky and is shrouded by high-altitude clouds in the dark night. Some sporadic firelights on the bridge are like the eyeballs of giant beasts hidden in the clouds, looking down at everything on the ground. , vaguely feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Directly behind the church high bridge is an even taller tower.
These buildings have inherited the characteristics of all large buildings since the last century. Perhaps because the night in Nanwei City is a bit cold, it makes people feel that the church building in front of them seems to reveal a solemn temperament, and at the same time, it is a bit inhumane. of indifference.
Even a person like Milo, who has no research or interest in ancient architecture, had to sigh with emotion when he saw the outline of this building complex that seemed to be embedded in the sky at night. The exquisite skills and whimsical imagination of designers and builders.
"Only the state religion can have such a magnificent building."
Milo and old Xion were riding horses on the suburban roads, their shadows and distant shadows The church tower here is as small as an ant in comparison, so inconspicuous.
And for such a building that is about to break through the sky, nearly half of its scale is still under construction.
So it is conceivable what kind of resources and status the hero who saved a country from a world-ending disaster can have, and how many loyal believers the church gained during that great plague.
“In most cases, faith can be exchanged for white money.”
Old Theon said something that sounded very meaningful to Milo.
The two of them rode on horseback to the high bridge of the church.
After crossing the canal and several hills, we entered the courtyard of the first building on the high ground.
This is called the Prayer Square.
It is also an area where believers from Nanwei City and other cities in the country come and go most frequently.
Although it is late at night, there are still many Golden Rule believers in the mist-shrouded square. They are worshiping the gods in their hearts devoutly and telling their own begging and hopes.
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Just when Milo stepped into the square, old Xion suddenly turned his head back with a penetrating gaze.
(End of this chapter)