Running all the way, hurried to the hospital, asked the nurse for the location, the four of us ran to the door of the operating room, there were eight people in the corridor, except for Josh and Odin, the rest were members of the Templar Order, and there was a middle-aged man with a beard who looked like he was in his forties, this guy had a serious expression and an extraordinary temperament, and at first glance he was not an ordinary character, but I had never seen it.

I've met all of the warriors around Odin, and I've seen them all, but this middle-aged man is the first time I've seen him, and everyone else respects him.

"Uncle Odin, how is Slote?" The goddess ignored the others and rushed straight to Odin.

"Still rescuing." Odin sighed sadly.

"What the hell is going on?" I pulled Josh aside and asked carefully.

"I don't know, it was his wife who called for help." Josh frowned tightly, and he could see that his heart was heavy because his good brother was seriously injured.

"Wife? Is Slote married? How could he never have said that? I looked at Josh in astonishment, wondering in my heart, this kid had a wife, and I always thought he was single.

"Yes, I got married a long time ago." Josh lowered his head and looked downcast.

"And what about his wife?" I looked around, and it was all people from the Holy See.

"I'm seriously injured, unconscious, and I'm in the ward! When I called, I passed out just before I could say help. Josh sighed softly.

"So, when you arrived, neither of them was dead?" I asked, frowning deeply and narrowing my eyes.

"Yes, all of them are seriously injured and unconscious." Josh looked up and felt that something was wrong.

Since the killer was going for Slot, why didn't he kill the last one? You must know that they all lost the ability to resist at that time, will there be such a careless killer in the world?

"What weapon does the killer use?" I was silent for a moment and continued to ask.

"They have knife wounds all over them!" Josh thought for a moment and replied.

"Knife wounds? So the killer broke into Slote's house and then committed the murder? "I'm more and more surprised, this is too bold, Slote is the deputy head of the Templar Order.

"It should be so, there are still traces of a fight in his house." Josh nodded.

Breaking into the house of a Templar warrior, without a gun, he easily overturned Slote, it is impossible for a master of this level to be careless, that is, it is very likely that the murderer deliberately left him a breath, there are not many people with this ability, even if I don't use a gun, it is not so easy to kill Slote, which can't help but remind me of a person, if it is really that guy, it will be troublesome.

After waiting at the door of the operating room for nearly two hours, the lights on it finally went out and Slote was pushed out without a white cloth on his face, which made us all breathe a sigh of relief.

According to the doctor, Slote was stabbed in the chest, but luckily the tip of the knife grazed his heart and injured the lobe of the lung but not the heart, and it was delivered in time to save his life.

Everyone followed the nurse to take Slote to the intensive care unit, and I went to the doctor's office, and when I got to the place, I found that someone had arrived one step ahead of me, the middle-aged man, and he had also come directly to the doctor.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked back at me, didn't say a word, looked a little arrogant, I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, does my friend have any other wounds besides the knife wound on his chest?" ”

The doctor picked up the surgical record on the table and looked through it, and said, "In addition to the knife wound on the chest, the patient has two broken sternums and multiple bruises all over his body, as if after a fierce struggle. ”

"No other knife wounds?" I asked, confused.

"Nope." The doctor shook his head and told me with great certainty.

I took a deep breath and sat down in the chair next to me for a long time in silence, so it seems that the murderer and Slote did not use a knife at all, and the broken sternum and bruises all over the body indicate that the two fought with fists and feet, and the knife was probably stuck in the chest after knocking Slote down.

In the Holy See, people who can easily defeat Slote with their fists and feet, only the Inquisition has this ability, if an enemy or a heretic comes to the door, they will never use such stupid means, they can snipe, they can make an explosion, they will not use their fists to kill, let alone leave a living mouth, there must be a conspiracy in this.

"Could it be that Helton is going to do something to Odin again?" I thought of the greatest possibility, but why didn't he deal with Odin directly, and instead deal with Slote first? I don't understand.

But if you have this ability, you really can't think of others, and you are so confident in your own strength, it is very likely that that guy will take action personally.

Just as I was thinking nonsense, the middle-aged man who had not said a word from beginning to end suddenly turned around and left, and with a murderous aura.

I didn't know what was going on, so I didn't even think about getting up and chased him out, stopped him in the hallway, and asked, "Where do you want to go?" ”

"Inquisition!" He said it without concealment, and it seemed that he wanted to go with me.

"I advise you to calm down, there is no evidence, and be careful of being bitten back." I stopped with a cold face.

"No one has this ability but him!" The middle-aged man seemed to know the guy well.

"That's not necessarily, besides, even if you go, what can you do, can you beat others?" I stared into the middle-aged man's eyes and asked.

He didn't speak, but looked at me for a moment, then looked away, and suddenly slammed his fist into the wall, smashing a tiny crack in the concrete wall.

"The strength is not small, but compared to that guy, it is far behind!" I don't care what his identity is, he doesn't save face at all when he speaks, I can see that this middle-aged man is very strong, maybe I may not be able to fight, but I am by no means the perverted opponent of the religious ruling.

"Do you have a way?" The middle-aged man suddenly turned his head and asked me.

"If there is evidence, there is a way, although that pervert is powerful, but it is not invincible in the world, Slote is my friend, I will help." After that, I ignored him and turned around and walked towards the ward.

Walking into the ward, Slote was still unconscious, Odin was sitting at the head of the bed praying, and everyone else was standing aside, everyone with a look of indignation, eager to catch the murderer and cut it with a thousand knives.

I ignored them, walked directly to the bedside, lifted Slot's clothes, looked at the location of the broken sternum, and the bruises on his body, which were indeed caused by fists, and it was basically certain that it was not an outsider, and the suspected murderer was most likely the pervert of the Religious Inquisition.

I looked up at Slote, his face was as pale as paper, he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to breathe, I had told him to protect Odin before, but I didn't expect that I was being targeted, Odin didn't let us meddle in the affairs of the Holy See, but I think this is just the beginning, there must be a bigger conspiracy hidden behind it, if it is not solved as soon as possible, it is likely that Odin will die next.

(End of chapter)