After finally getting rid of Xie Lun, the former Pope, who was just about to lie down and relax for a while, now looked helplessly at Xie Lun who broke in again: "What's the matter, Mr. God-giver?"
Xie Lun pointed at the door: "There was such a big explosion outside just now, but you didn't hear it in the house?"
"I heard it."
"Then why are you asking?"
"It's just an explosion. What does it have to do with me?"
"..." Xie Lun looked at the old man with tumors on his face speechlessly, "You have lived enough. We are still young. I don't want to die so early."
The former pope looked helplessly at Burke who was chasing him: "Bishop Burke, what is happening outside?"
Burke replied cautiously: "A guest's sports car exploded, and the two passengers in the car should have been..."
"Guests or passengers, that explosion must be aimed at me." Xie Lun jumped to his feet and shouted, "It must be the subordinates of the female devil. In order to rescue their master and avenge their master, that's why they wanted to explode." Kill me."
Burke said helplessly: "Calm down, Detective Xie, the explosion must have nothing to do with you, don't worry."
"Of course you can rest assured that it didn't explode next to you." Xie Lun stared, "Next time a car explodes next to you, let me see if you can still calm down!"
Burke frowned and said: "Inspector Xie, you are also a senior NIA detective after all. You have never seen any big scenes. You are not so surprised, right?"
"What are you talking about? Can't you be afraid when you become a NIA detective?" Xie Lun pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, "Detective detectives are also human beings, and they will bleed and die. Besides, I am still so young and look so good. Handsome, charming, and suave, if I die, how many beauties will be sad and shed tears..."
The former pope coughed twice and waved his hands: "Bishop Burke, go out and check it out. You must check it out. Do you understand?"
Burke reluctantly nodded in agreement, glared at Sherron, turned around and left quickly.
The former pope waved his hand and motioned for others to leave. When only he and Xie Lun were left in the room, the old man struggled to sit up and said to Xie Lun helplessly: "Boy, tell me, what do you want to do?"
Xie Lun was happy, came over, supported the old man, helped him lean on the piled soft pillows, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the mountains are high and the road is long, the risk is not low, let alone what happens after it is done. The reward for saving the world..."
As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers.
The former pope rolled his eyes and gave Sherron a sideways glance: "Tell me, how much do you want?"
"Money? Who do you think I am? Do I look like the kind of vulgar person who likes the smell of money?"
Xie Lun's face was filled with justice.
"Oh, so I want something more valuable than money, then... cultural relics? Jewelry? Calligraphy and paintings? Luxury cars? Beautiful women?"
Seeing that Xie Lun's expression did not change at all, the former pope sighed: "Just tell me what you want."
"Actually, it's nothing," Sherron said lightly. "I heard that the shroud of the Holy Son Jesus was divided into countless pieces afterwards and hidden in various corners of the world. Although some were exposed later, most of them were Of the forgeries, only three are authentic after being certified by the Holy See."
The former pope looked at Sherron warily: "What do you mean? I tell you in advance that those three holy cloths are all treasured in various cathedrals and will never be given to you."
"Look, did I say I wanted those three pieces?" Xie Lun Yile said, "I believe that in addition to the piece I accidentally absorbed, there must be more shrouds hidden in the Holy See. That's good. I don’t want much, just give me ten or eight yuan.”
"Ten or eight dollars? Do you think this is plastic sheeting? You can have as much as you want?" The former pope almost smashed out the heater used to warm his hands. "To tell you the truth, there is only such a piece of plastic sheet in the Holy See, and you still use it." Once absorbed, there is really nothing else left.”
"Stop lying to me," Sherron pointed at the former Pope, "There is a piece of pavement under you, and you still want to hide it from me?"
The former pope subconsciously touched the sheets, but reacted immediately. The shroud I laid out was covered with several mattresses and blankets. How could this guy Xie Lun see it?
This guy is obviously deceiving himself.
The former pope felt his teeth were itching, and said bitterly: "No, I rely on this holy cloth to survive until now. If I give you this holy cloth, I will return to the Lord immediately."
"You are so devout to the Lord, don't you want to return to the Lord as soon as possible?"
Sherron's eyes widened with a surprised expression on his face.
"Who said that?"
Although the former pope has a tumor on his face, he can still make a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: "For the cause of the Lord, in order to save more lost lambs and return them to the arms of the Lord, I have no choice but to give up and return to the Lord." , in fact, my heart is very sad and hurt..."
At this point, Xie Lun rolled his eyes: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, half of it."
"No."
"One third."
"That won't work either."
"A quarter, no less."
"One fifth!"
Looking at the slap extended by the former pope, Xie Lun curled his lips and said: "Old man, you know that I have a life-long relationship with the ancient master, and I almost cut off the chicken head and burned it with yellow paper. There is such a big thing Thick legs, even if I don’t save the world, Ancient One will save me in the end.”
The former pope's expression did not change at all, and he still raised only one hand: "One-fifth, but I can give it to you now."
"Deal!"
Xie Lun shook hands with the old man very simply.
The former pope snorted and tremblingly put his hand under the bed sheet. After groping for a long time, he heard a crisp sound of "tearing". His fingers pinched a strip of linen that was only two inches wide and three inches long. Pulled out from under the sheets.
Xie Lun looked at the linen strip suspiciously: "Are you sure this is one-fifth?"
"Don't talk nonsense, love is what you need."
The old man had a look of grief on his face, and his facial features were so distorted that more black water was sprayed out from the tumor on his face.
Xie Lun didn't say anything more, and reached out to take the linen strip. This is strange to say. There was nothing unusual in the hands of the former pope. The seemingly ordinary linen strips, as soon as they touched Xie Lun's fingers, immediately turned into a white soft light and circled around Xie Lun's arm several times. , and finally slowly integrated into Xie Lun's body.
["Tainted Shroud" has been strengthened again, and its abilities have been enhanced again]
Listening to the system prompts, Xie Lun raised his eyebrows, nodded to the stunned former pope and said: "His Majesty the Pope is true to his word and did not deceive me with fake products."
The former pope looked at Xie Lun with some surprise: "Although I saw that Inspector Xie was the one given by God, I was still very shocked when I saw it with my own eyes. With you leading the team, I think this exorcism will be successfully completed."
"That's natural." Xie Lun, who had received the benefit, walked out the door contentedly, "Let your men have a good rest and hit the road tomorrow. Don't let them get lost in the process."
After watching Xie Lun walk out of the room, the former pope suddenly reached out and grabbed an expensive piece of silk next to him, wiped the black water off his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Be proud of yourself, be proud of it now, wait until you get the Holy Saint" Blood, everything you gain will belong to me."
"I should be the real God-giver!"