C249 Human Public Enemy(part Ii)

The disciples outside the colosseum were trembling.

It was hard to imagine the number of devout Christians in the city where the heart of Christianity was located, but all the streets outside the Colosseum were blocked. Even though their feet were covered in dirty and murky water, countless people still kneeled on the ground, not daring to look at the white-robed old man who was slowly walking down the street.

His thin body trembled incessantly in the wind and rain, but no one dared to look down on this old man, and no one dared to look directly at him.

For no other reason than that this old man was the Paragon of a small kingdom in Rome. This country was called the most sacred place in the world, and was also known as the closest corner to God, who was the incarnation of God on earth and the shepherd of His Holiness, Pope Benedict XVI!

"Why did my Lord bleed? Why did he endure death? Why did I, who was willing to be humble, experience pain and sorrow? The Savior endured pain for ten times, and it really was my fault. The Lord was truly merciful and merciful, and he loved me endlessly. I give my soul and soul to the Lord, and repent a little of my grace as deep as the sea. "Amen!"

A long string of words came out of the old man's mouth. The countless worshippers kneeling on the ground also began to chant in unison. Then, their voices reached the ninth heaven. The gloomy sky seemed to have slightly calmed down from their prayers.

Facing the leader who had the most followers in the world, Chief George quickly walked in front of Benedict 16, knelt on the ground, and gently kissed his outstretched hand. With a trembling voice, he asked, "His Holiness, why have you come here?"

"Bring me in to take a look!" The Pope, holding the scepter in his hand, smiled gently and whispered.

Bureau chief George hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "His Holiness, the scene inside is not very good. Why don't you stop going in!"

The Pope shook his head. Chief George no longer dared to speak and hastily led Benedict into the Colosseum.

A pungent smell of blood rushed into his nose and a wave of disgust rose up from Bureau chief George's chest. If it weren't for the fact that Benedict the Sixteenth was by his side, he would definitely have hugged the pillar and vomited for a while!

"The murderer was not found?" Just as Chief George was feeling uneasy, a cold voice came from beside Benedict XVI. The voice was extremely sharp, like the sound of grinding sand, causing goosebumps to appear on the skin of anyone who heard it.

When George turned his head, he discovered that there was a woman dressed in black robes following beside Pope Benedict XVI. Under the shine of the extremely lavishly dressed bodyguards around the Pope, she seemed extremely unremarkable. This woman was also wearing a black robe with a hood covering her face.

How could this woman not take it lightly? His Holiness actually dared to overstep his boundaries and ask on behalf of his elder! But how could these words dare to be revealed? How could a small figure like him dare to teach a lesson? "We are still investigating, but as long as we have enough time, we will definitely find that person's hiding place and bring him to justice!"

"That means we haven't found it yet, right?" The woman in black snorted, obviously dissatisfied with George's reply.

Bureau chief George wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and nodded awkwardly, "This man's methods are too cruel. I don't think he has the ability to do it. Since His Holiness has come, what do you think of him?"

"Everyone in the world is a citizen of God. George, are you questioning whether these things are done by those great beings in heaven? " Pope Benedict XVI said coldly as he waved his scepter.

Bureau chief George's heart skipped a beat and he stood with his head lowered. He didn't know how to respond. He turned his head to look at Bardorio and the others, hoping that they would say something good for him.

"His Holiness, I ask that you believe in us." We will definitely resolve this matter as soon as possible. We won't let evil enter the Vatican, and we won't let evil violate the faith of God! " Bartholomew sighed, then walked over to Benedict XVI's side, smiling and whispering in a low voice.

Benedict XVI didn't say anything, but the woman in black beside him spoke up once more, "They're all useless trash. How could such a small matter be impossible to handle!"

A cool breeze blew, causing the hood on the woman's head to flutter. Although it disappeared in a flash, it allowed Badorio to see the face underneath the hood. After seeing that face, Badorio had completely lost the courage to speak. He could not find any words to describe that face.

With her high cheekbones and sunken eye sockets, this woman must have been blind, judging by the experience of the police over the years. He did not understand why the incomparably noble Pope Benedict XVI would have a woman by his side, nor did he understand why this woman dared to stand by the Pope's side, dressed in a black robe that symbolized evil and unknown.

"His Holiness, please trust our Roman police. We will definitely give an explanation to the people, and we will also give you a satisfactory answer!" George turned around and looked at Pope Benedict XVI as he straightened his back and spoke in a deep voice. No matter what, he was still the head of the police department in the city.

The woman in black wrapped her black robe tightly around herself, sneered, and said softly: "You are in charge. Do you know who those people are? Those were the Pope's personal guards! Now that they have all died here, can you take on this responsibility? "

"What?!" George turned pale with fright and looked up at Pope Benedict XVI. He had thought that those people were just mercenaries, but he had not imagined that they were the Pope's personal soldiers.

Although he was astonished, he still had some questions. As the Pope who received the respect of tens of thousands of people and lived within the Vatican, there would not be any danger to his safety. Why did the Pope have so many private guards armed with heavy weapons entering Rome?

"His Holiness, forgive me for my rudeness." But I must ask you, why did these people come to Rome? " Chief George pointed at the bodies lying on the ground, and asked Pope Benedict in a serious tone, "As the Chief of the Roman Police, I must find out why these people came to Rome! "Only then can I catch the culprit faster!"

The old man's expression was extremely solemn and solemn. He looked at Bureau Chief George and said word by word, "Heretic, for the sake of that heretic who killed people in the Vatican, we must take action!"

Chief George was completely dumbfounded. What kind of era was this, to think that there would be such a saying from a heretic! This is a free and democratic era, where faith is what matters. If you don't believe in Christianity, why do you tie people to the stake and burn them?!

"This infidel killed one of our cardinals at the Vatican, so we have to take action against him. His Holiness has already told your President that you can go directly to him to investigate!" The black-clothed woman spoke once again with incomparable decisiveness.

He had killed a cardinal, and then he had killed His Holiness's guard! Wasn't this person afraid of the heavens punishing the demons? Could it be that the devil had been reincarnated into the world and had become the spokesperson for the massacre?!

"We have only one request now, and that is that you issue a notice to the whole world that our devout believers are being informed that there is now a person who is endangering our peaceful world. "No matter if it's a child who believes in God, or an ordinary person, they all have the right to know the face of that bloody man!" The woman in black said unyieldingly.

Director George's legs gave way and he fell to the floor of the Colosseum, covered in blood. What happened today had too much of an impact on his mind. It had already exceeded the scope of his understanding and beyond the range that his mind could bear!

Benedict looked at George silently, then walked up to him, reached out his hand to stroke George's head, and said in a soft voice, "Holy child, God will protect you, and God will protect those innocent people!"

As if to verify what he had said, the haze in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing the blue sky.

The woman in black took out a photo from her sleeve and threw it at George. She said softly, "We want to let the whole world know about this and this person, so you know what to do!"

With trembling hands, Bureau Chief George flipped the photo over and saw the young Chinese with a brilliant smile on his face. He turned his head to look in the direction of the disappearing figure of Pope Benedict XVI and the woman in black and shouted to his subordinates, "Hurry and start the press conference. I want to tell them about this demon!"

The rain outside the Colosseum finally stopped. The dense crowd continued to kneel on both sides of the street, quietly listening to the departing footsteps of Pope Benedict XVI.

"I've sacrificed a cardinal, and now I've placed all my authority in the Church on you. I hope you won't disappoint me, Avril!" Benedict XVI turned his head to look at the woman wrapped in a black cloth.

Avril's black robe was filled with the night wind, and her voice seemed to come from an unknown place far away. She said softly, "The darkness and light are working together, even if the legendary dragon of China appears, it will not mess up my plan!"