The guy was very fast, jumped over the hospital wall, flashed into a small alley behind, I was in hot pursuit, I was good at night fighting, and physical fitness was my forte, although the guy ran with all his might, he never threw me off.

He seems to be very familiar with the terrain here, interspersed left and right in the small alley, familiar with the road, and it is a completely unfamiliar place for me, I can only bite him tightly, and I can't leave my sight for a second, otherwise I will lose it if I turn around.

I don't know how long I ran, I remember crossing at least four streets, even my physical strength felt a little difficult, his speed also slowed down significantly, the front has gone out of the bustling area, it is a path built in the woods, long and deep, the night wind blows the leaves on both sides, there is a trace of horror.

I was only ten meters away from him, there was no one here, I was going to break off with him in this place, so I took a deep breath, and suddenly swooped over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, but I never expected that the guy still had extra physical strength, and he suddenly accelerated and ran towards the end of the path.

I held my breath and didn't know how far to chase after me, but when I stopped, I suddenly found myself at the entrance of the Holy See, a place that I had come to several times and was familiar to me, it was St. Peter's Basilica in Rome.

Due to the panic caused by the two recent killings, the church closed its doors early, and the clergy were not visible in the courtyard, and they hid in their rooms and did not dare to come out for fear of getting into trouble.

The guy I chased here was gone, and nine times out of ten he was in the church, but I wasn't far from him, and he shouldn't have disappeared so quickly.

Just as I was pondering whether to go in and search, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of the hall door and ran to the backyard.

My eyes suddenly changed, in order to catch the murderer, I couldn't care so much, trotted a few steps, jumped up, grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands, turned over and jumped into the church, and after landing on the ground, I rolled around, almost without any figure, and then the whole person was like a tanuki, dodging into the darkness, and a few flashes to the back hall of the church.

I crouched in the darkness and walked back and forth, and soon found the dark shadow, and walked lightly to a lit attic, and I followed closely, but when I got closer, I suddenly found that the man was gone, and I looked up at it, it was the religious opinion.

I stood outside frowning and thought to myself, "Is that guy really from the Inquisition?" While thinking, he probed his brain and looked inside.

It turned out that the door was not closed, leaving a fist-sized slit, but I didn't see anyone inside, it seems that the guy really went in, otherwise it would not have disappeared so quickly, should I rush in and catch him? I kept fighting my thoughts in my heart, and then I turned my heart sideways, since I chased him here, did I let him escape? That's not my style.

Thinking of this, I stepped forward and pushed open the door and walked straight inside, it was very large and brightly lit, and I looked around and didn't even see a ghost, but my intuition told me that it was quite dangerous.

With a knife in my hand, I cautiously walked inside, turning the corner of the hall, there was a lounge, the door was also not closed, I leaned over lightly, held the dagger across my chest to prevent the enemy from attacking, and then cautiously walked into the lounge.

Suddenly I noticed a man lying on the sofa, and since the lights were on, I immediately recognized Cardinal Archbishop Helton lying on the sofa.

It was not surprising that he was here under the jurisdiction of the religious ruling, but it was a little unreasonable to be alone here at this time, and for some reason, a sudden sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in my heart, which made me uneasy.

I hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over with the knife in my hand, I didn't suspect that he was the man in black, because Helton was already an old man, the guy was not that old, and the size and height were different, but I just felt that something was wrong, and this feeling became stronger as I got closer to Helton.

"Archbishop? Archbishop? I bent down and screamed softly, he didn't react at all, I took a deep breath, walked closer, reached out and pushed him, but there was still no response.

Suddenly, my face changed dramatically, and a horrible thought came to my mind, and I reached out with a trembling hand, probed his snort, and then shrank back like an electric shock, the old fellow...... Out of gas, he actually died?

For a moment I was stunned, shocked that the cardinal archbishop had died in a high-level religious opinion, and I couldn't believe it.

"Hey, who are you and what are you doing here?" An abrupt voice came from the doorway that startled me, and I recovered from the shock and immediately thought of where I was now.

I turned around and saw that it was none other than Thorne, the number one master of the Inquisition, who was looking at me with a cold face and a blank expression.

Before I could speak, he turned his eyes and saw Helton lying on the sofa, his eyes suddenly froze, and he stepped forward and said, "Archbishop, why are you here?" ”

Seeing that Helton didn't react, he glanced at me, walked quickly closer, and reached out to push Helton, "Archbishop, what's wrong with you?" "There was still no response.

Thorne soon realized that the situation was not right, frowned tightly, squatted down to touch Helton's carotid artery, under this mold, similar to my reaction, the whole person suddenly bounced, and then turned his head angrily, his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, glared at me angrily, pointed at my nose, and said angrily: "You...... It's you...... It was you who killed the archbishop. ”

"No, I didn't kill anyone, he was dead when I came in." I hurriedly explained, this is not a joke, this guy's identity is too special, I can't afford to carry this black cauldron.

"Dare not do it, you sneaked into the religious inquisition office late at night, you just had bad intentions, and I caught you squarely, what else is there to say." Thorne was furious, furious, and every word was shouted.

"Which eye did you see me killing?" I asked in a cold voice with a gloomy face.

"There's no one else here but you, don't talk nonsense, boy, no one can save you today, let's die!" Thorne didn't finish a word, and a punch came straight over.

I didn't even see his movements clearly, I just felt a flower in front of me, a gust of wind came close, I subconsciously raised my hand to protect my chest, and then the whole person flew out directly, bang, hit the wall hard, and then slid down, just landed, only felt a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Bastard!" I gritted my teeth and cursed, opened my mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and then struggled to get up, but before I could get up, another gust of wind hit, I had no way to dodge, and before I understood what was going on, the whole person flew out again, this time directly out of the door, crackling and knocking down a table and chairs, vases, water glasses, and a few works of art shattered to the ground, my face was covered with blood and fell into the fragments, and I felt that the bones of my whole body were going to fall apart.

(End of chapter)