old dream

Chapter 176 The Church of Lights
Julie Obi arrived here a day earlier than Colin, but her movements were not restricted and she could wander around the manor.

Estimated from the driving time of the car, it will not be too far from the city of Stade.Pushing open the door of the balcony on the second floor, Ke Lin looked down at the other side of the green plants, and could vaguely see the outlines of the eaves of some houses.

The problem does not seem to be as serious as imagined.

The courtyard here is not big, but there is a lighted church in it.Giulio said that two hours ago, she saw Marizio get out of the car and walk into the side door of the church from this position.

Apart from some gunmen, there seemed to be no one else in the compound.It was getting late, only the church was still brightly lit.

Marizio was there, so Colin decided to go and have a look first, and Julia had no objection to this.

The main entrance of the private church was tightly closed.Although the gods enshrined are different, its style is very close to that of the Nale Church, emphasizing the vertical lines everywhere, and the spire of the small bell tower is nearly ten meters high.As soon as Colin pushed open the side door, a slightly noisy argument broke through.

There is no ostentatious decoration here, and the small bronze statue of a lamp-holding woman is placed at the innermost side of the auditorium.Marizio was sitting under the statue, with a table in front of him, discussing something with others.

A dozen or so people were scattered on rows of wooden chairs not far away. They seemed to include gang members, residents of slums, farmers, and wealthy businessmen.They're all waiting to talk to "The Big Boss."

"I've checked this matter." Marizio frowned, and said to the weeping woman at the table:

"Although your daughter was injured, she was the one who committed the scandal first. Diana, you know those traditions. Her husband could even kill her on the spot."

"Of course, it's not like before." Marizio said:

"She deserves some compensation. But there is no reason for us to torture the husband, let them live separately, before she suffers more injuries."

Most people come here for such trivialities, business frictions, gang feuds, even family disputes.Witnessed by the virgins holding lamps, the "Big Boss" made decisions one by one based on his own prestige.

Colin and Giulio sat in the row of chairs, watching Marizio go about his daily affairs.A little curiosity suddenly surged in his heart, and he asked Julieo without turning his head:
"Is the patriarch still responsible for these things?"

If this was the responsibility of every patriarch, it would be hard for Colin to imagine.Especially Julio, who was very immature not long ago, went to make coordination for others.

"No." Julia shook her head and said:
"Others will only occasionally put on a show, in order to imitate Marizio. In the eyes of most ordinary people, I am afraid that he is the only one who can really be convinced."

This is not due to strength, but the reputation and trust accumulated over decades.

Marizio's handling is often finalized, and almost no one will raise objections or continue to pester.So although there were many people present, they were digested quickly.

When an ordinary woman in a black cloth came to the table, Marizio's expression suddenly became serious.

The woman was holding a small box, her face was bloodless, and her heart was dead.

"lady."

Marizio stood up from his seat, his sturdy figure was unusually tall:

"You don't have to work hard every time. I said that when this matter is over, I will come to you personally and explain to you."

As he spoke, he took out his wallet and counted out several brand new Ori:

"If life is difficult, you can ask Caruso's people to help."

The woman took the money in a daze, murmured something in a low voice, turned and left like a ghost.

Marizio stared at the direction she left for a long time, and when he turned his head, he glanced at where Colin was sitting.

The gaze was very complicated, which made Colin a little confused.

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Half an hour later, Marizio finished the last coordination.He seemed to reject something, and the well-dressed businessman left with an ugly expression.

Eventually there were only four people left in the chapel.And Colin and Julio are still sitting in their original positions.

Marizio poured some water from the teapot and raised his head to moisten his throat. After talking for nearly three hours, his guttural voice became more and more hoarse.

"Dallozzo boy," he said after swallowing the water:
"Luka really chose you as a scapegoat."

Ke Lin smiled and did not answer, ignoring his instigation.

He was paying attention to the fourth person sitting in the corner, which was not the lamp girl Hilpert.He didn't know the identity of the other party, but Colin carefully restrained his intentions so as not to be noticed.

"I know Luca wouldn't have the guts to come here," Marizio said:

"So the person I'm looking for is you from the very beginning."

Colin glanced at Julio:
"If it's about Kanado, then..."

"No, if it's just that you got some dirty money secretly, I really don't need to come here specifically for you."

"Then I don't see why."

"It's just that I have a very absurd conjecture lingering in my heart, so I asked you to confirm it."

With a soft click, Marizio put something on the table.

Colin saw that it was a small glass bottle, and his heart skipped a beat.

"A month ago, Arecio disappeared suddenly. I have been thinking about this incident." Marizio said:

"The last thing he did was to examine the body of a gunman. A gunman who died in front of you... as a 'soldier' ​​of Chestalo, the body was buried with dignity."

"Then, Arecio disappeared."

"I have been concerned about every lampkeeper, wondering what is the connection here. So someone dug up that body."

"The deceased didn't know how he died, but I understood your clean and beautiful killing method."

First use redstone spray to make a glow mark, then turn off the light source.

In the dark, everyone shoots toward the light source.

"I bought a gunman who was involved in that incident, and because Luca has been out of the city recently, it went smoothly. After checking the news, I have a guess. For example, you brought the red graphite water Sprayed on the body of the dead..."

"Then, someone picked up this spray bottle for me." Marizio shook the bottle:

"Judging from the degree of evaporation of the redstone, it was thrown into the river that night. Moreover, there are only your fingerprints on it."

Colin tried to use the tracking markers to find the bottle but was unsuccessful.

"Someone picked it up for me," Marizio said lightly, but Colin couldn't imagine who had the ability to retrieve the bottle.

Is it Hilpert the lamp girl?Or... the fourth person present?
"I made these sprays in the first place, and my fingerprints can't explain anything." Colin responded calmly.The deceased's clothes with glue residues have been disposed of, and there is no proof of his death.

"Yes, nothing can be deduced from this evidence, but enough to make me have some interest in you."

"You are very vigilant, and it is almost impossible to arrange for people to follow you all the time, but after so many days of accumulation of scattered investigations, it is enough to summarize the rules of your daily actions."

"You usually sleep at Craigie's house and go to the seminary in the morning. Only these two points are fixed, but you almost never appear in Capello's territory."

"A lot of times, you won't even enter Southstadt all day long. We don't have enough eyeliners in the old city, so we don't know what you're doing when you leave the monitoring position for so much time."

"And why, the 'Lieutenant' would first start on our territory, and as you stay more and more in the old city, his power will also begin to transfer to the old city..."

"Then someone found out that on the night the gunman died, the wizard you defeated was named Horst, a soldier who returned from Nale."

"Then a week or two later, 'The Lieutenant' came into play."

"This is a very absurd guess. I don't have any convincing evidence, including the case of Kanado. But this is not a court after all. I think it should be the case, and that's enough."

"Colin, Colin." Marizio said with some emotion:
"I hate it when a Sincilian names his son or daughter Ankh, or pretends to be Ankh. But this time I don't know what to say about you, or what should I call you?"

Marizio tapped the table lightly with the spray bottle.

"Is it Colin, or... Heinrich?"

(End of this chapter)