Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 148 147 Yukhu Suffers

This is indeed a big deal.

But Feng Xiuhu didn't understand: "What does this have to do with me?"

Mike's voice trembled as he spoke: "The temple... the temple said that the mastermind behind the gunman is Bishop Yuke!"

"what?"

Feng Xiuhu was also stunned: "How is this calculated?"

"Don't worry about where it's coming from, just go!"

Mike said anxiously, "It's better to confront you face to face than to arrest you and interrogate you!"

So the two of them set off in a hurry.

In the rickshaw, Mike told Feng Xiuhu what he had learned.

"The incident happened suddenly, and the temple didn't give any advance notice. A group of monks rushed directly into the Upper City Temple. They were looking for blood!"

"Why do you say that? Because the leader of the team wasn't Senior Certified ...

"The only people guarding the temple were Bishop Yuk and Captain Byrne. How could they possibly be a match for the Great Master? Wherever the Great Master stood, the other monks killed anyone they saw. Furthermore, they were caught off guard, and a large number of our people died before they could even fight back."

"No."

Feng Xiuhu interrupted, "Doesn't Toverson Zhao care?"

Mike shook his head and said, "The temple acted very quickly. By the time Archbishop Toverson arrived, it was already too late. He was already in the middle of a standoff with Ma Da Gao Gong."

"Confrontation?"

Feng Xiuhu couldn't help but frown: "If you need to fight back, then fight back. Why are you confronting me?"

Mike gave a wry smile. "That's the reason. The temple is completely fearless and insists that the church was at fault first. They're just avenging old and new grudges."

Feng Xiuhu still didn't understand what the temple's confidence came from.

While talking, the two of them changed carriages and arrived at their destination.

The Upper City Church is not far from the entrance to the Upper City, but it is quite a distance away from the Cathedral, which may be the reason why Toverson Zhao arrived late.

Of the same size as the Factory District Church, the Upper District Church has a vast garden, the main building of which is the magnificent church.

But at this moment, the church, which should have been solemn and dignified, was shrouded in a gloom due to the shocking tragedy.

Outside the temple, the government patrol team set up a cordon, seemingly to prevent outsiders from approaching, but in fact they were surrounding the temple.

Feng Xiuhu and Mike were both wearing priest uniforms, so they were not stopped and walked straight into the iron gate.

The battle in the garden has ended, but bloodstains and traces of battle can be seen everywhere in the garden. The corpses and wounded have been taken away and placed, and the garden is empty.

The two walked into the main hall and saw the two groups of people confronting each other.

Under the huge mist emblem, standing on the left is the temple, and in the front are Ma Binghe and Xi Wusheng.

Standing on the right is Toverson Zhao, and sitting on the ground behind him is Youkehu. At this time, Youkehu is not in good condition, his face is pale, and there are blood stains on his clothes.

The rest of the monks and priests lined up behind him, filling the empty space so tightly that there was almost no room for standing.

The noise of the two people opening the door attracted everyone's attention.

Ma Binghe smiled at Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu didn't know why the old man smiled at him so ambiguously, so he rolled his eyes in response.

Toverson Zhao frowned and looked at Feng Xiuhu with a thoughtful look, as if he had encountered some difficulties.

Yukhu's eyes were much more straightforward. He glared at Feng Xiuhu hatefully, as if he wanted to eat Feng Xiuhu alive.

In fact, most of the temple monks looked at Feng Xiuhu with the same eyes as Yukhu.

"Get off!"

Feng Xiuhu pushed aside the monks blocking his way and squeezed into the center of the crowd. He first looked at Xi Wusheng: "What's going on?"

Xi Wusheng's face was expressionless. "Congratulations, Father Feng. It has now been confirmed that Ni Shicai's death has nothing to do with you—but it has something to do with the church."

Feng Xiuhu sneered, "You're trying to fool me, aren't you? Under the pretext of investigating a case, you've come to the church to cause trouble. Aren't you afraid that the temple will be in chaos?"

Xi Wusheng calmly replied, "Father Feng is wrong. The Temple has always been fair and reasonable. Without solid evidence, we will never act rashly."

"Besides, Father Feng was wrong in one thing. Today, it's not the temple that's targeting the church. It's Youkehu who violated the Great Xuan Law, but the government office is unable to arrest him, so the temple is acting on his behalf."

"If Yukhu hadn't refused to give in, things wouldn't have gotten to this point."

Yukhu was furious and shouted, "You are making a false accusation!"

Xi Wusheng frowned and shouted back, "The gunman has already confessed. We have witnesses and evidence. How can you lie?"

"Gunner?"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned and raised his hand, saying, "Wait a minute—have you caught the gunman?"

Ma Binghe glanced over and smiled meaningfully, "Thanks to you, Father Feng. Your letter arrived just in time, so we didn't waste our time on Mao Dali... The gunman was caught last night and is now in custody at the government office."

Feng Xiuhu felt like something was wrong.

Toverson Zhao also looked over: "What letter?"

"I……"

Feng Xiuhu was speechless for a moment, not knowing where to start explaining.

Ma Binghe explained for him: "The government office interrogated the gunman overnight, and he has confessed."

"He admitted that he was instructed by Lu Hongxi to assassinate Father Feng. After the assassination attempt failed, he killed Ni Shicai to avenge Lu Hongxi. He intended to provoke conflict between the factory district church and the port district temple and pin the blame on Father Feng."

"Oh, right."

Ma Binghe suddenly seemed to remember something and said to Feng Xiuhu with a smile, "Father Feng, you might know this man. He's a close confidant of Lu Hongxi. He was once sent by Lu Hongxi to oversee the construction and repair of the elevator in Dicheng with the government approval document. I think his name is..."

"Zhong Siyuan?"

Feng Xiuhu licked his lips and said, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten."

He reached for his lower back.

Ma Binghe saw it all, but he wasn't the least bit panicked. Instead, he leaned closer and said pointedly, "The mayor is also very concerned about this case. He's said that the elevator issue can be temporarily slowed down, but the case must be resolved."

Feng Xiuhu's hand stopped.

Is this a form of solicitation?
No, it's a threat.

Ma Binghe raised his eyes again. "It has been found that the gunman's firearm came from a bidding house, and Yukhu happened to have been to the bidding house recently. Even more coincidental is that on the day Lu Hongxi's son Paul died, Yukhu had a secret meeting with Lu Hongxi at the Lu family residence."

Yukhu's face changed drastically: "You're slandering me! I've never been to the auction house!"

Xi Wusheng sneered, "If I had known you were going to quibble, we would have gone to the auction house to verify it beforehand. Several servants can confirm that it was you who served us that night."

Ma Binghe looked at Toverson Zhao, who was the one who could really make the decision.

"Archbishop Toverson, the Church was able to enter the Eastern Continent because of the Great President's grace, but that doesn't mean the Church can do whatever it wants."

"There's a church in the Western Continent, and there's a temple in the Eastern Continent. So since we're in the Great Xuan territory, we should probably follow the Great Xuan laws."

Toverson Zhao remained silent.

Ma Binghe smiled with satisfaction and lowered his head to look at Youkehu: "Youkehu, I am now imprisoning you on charges of possession of firearms, incitement to murder, and blasphemy. If you have any objections, you are allowed to explain yourself to the government during the public trial."

He raised his hand gently: "Catch him."

PS: Is Yukhu more important or is road construction more important? Feng Xiuhu needs to think carefully about whether to swallow this loss.

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(End of this chapter)