"It's over! The priest is in jail. I was really left guessing!"
In Hope's mansion, Lai Gou'er was playing with an exquisite appliance, but Hope ran in from outside in a hurry.
Lai Gouer's heart tightened, and the object in his hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Then he said in surprise: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
Hope took a few breaths: "Sorry, I made a special confession yesterday. Someone from above sent me a message saying that the priest contradicted the Pope on the spot. The Pope was so angry that he locked him up immediately. He is going to be publicly burned in the square tomorrow. It is estimated that it will be officially announced. It will be posted soon... Oh my god, my boss was so scared to death that he thought he had anything to do with me, he is so brave!"
Oh shit! The day before, he acted as if nothing was wrong, but then he turned around and started fighting with others. This was because he had already been determined to die!
Isn't it just that the faith is broken, why should we fight like this?
Lai Gou'er swallowed: "What about this...specifically?"
Hope said with a grimace: "I don't know the details, but it is said that the scene was very fierce and he will definitely die!"
"Can you find some connections and fish him out, and I'll pay for it!"
Hope shook his head fiercely: "No, no! I can help you with other things, but brother, I am really powerless about this. It doesn't matter how much we scold the church in private. This public trouble will cost people's lives. My whole family is young." You still have to live...or forget it, this is the way the world is, good people always die."
"There's really no way you can help me?" Lai Gou'er asked hopefully.
He had been with Father Sorje for quite some time.
Yu Gong, he needs Father Solje to be an important figure in Feka to mediate the relationship between the local church and Feka, although it seems to be useless now.
In private, the two of them were good friends, so it was unacceptable to just watch him commit suicide.
Hope was extremely troubled, but his tone was extremely firm: "It's not that I don't help you, it's that I can't help you! If a person really wants to commit suicide, others can't save him. I also admire the priest, but I really don't have the ability. .Besides, if I had the ability, could I not help you? You haven’t agreed to make a deal with me yet.”
"What if I decide to make a deal with you?"
"Then I can't help. I have to spend my money..." Hope said, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "But there is a way you can try. I don't dare to say whether it works or not. .”
"Speak quickly!" Lai Gouer said hurriedly.
"Well... isn't the priest very popular in the slums? If he can call a large group of people to help him during the execution, then I guess there may be a turn for the better. As for the Pope, he can't let his followers Disappointment, I'm so proud of myself." Hope said and licked her lips, "But this is also a fantasy, those poor people are so cowardly that they can't accomplish anything... Hey, where are you going!"
Before Hope could finish speaking, Lai Gouer had already rushed out of the door.
He was right, as long as he could encourage the crowd to call for help at the execution ground, things would definitely turn around.
The church is different from the serious court. To a large extent, it relies on superstition and human heart guidance.
The mutual aid association is currently in the slums, and depending on their mobilization ability, they might be able to accomplish this.
Go as he said, Lai Gouer rushed straight to the slums without stopping.
According to the location where they met Da Zhuang and the others, they were found.
Pushing open the half-closed broken door, the two of them were lying on the straw, sleeping soundly.
Lai Gou'er stepped forward and roughly pulled Da Zhuang up.
Force boot!
Da Zhuang murmured in a daze: "Well... are you at work?"
"Go to a damn class! Keep me awake!" Lai Gou'er yelled, and then he shook his head twice.
With such a shake, Da Zhuang suddenly woke up a lot, and even Fu Bole, who was sleeping soundly beside him, was also disturbed.
The two of them rubbed their eyes, looking confused. Da Zhuang suddenly grinned and said, "Brother Dog, why are you here? Take us home..."
"Why go home! The priest was arrested by the Pope and will be slaughtered tomorrow!" Lai Gouer said anxiously, "I ask you, do you have the ability to encourage a group of people to go to the execution ground to support the priest? Just support!"
"What! The priest is going to be killed? He is a very good person, what's going on?" Da Zhuang looked in disbelief.
"Don't ask, just tell me if it can be done!"
Da Zhuang thought for a moment and said with certainty: "Yes! I brought fifty people from the Brotherhood. These core personnel must be at our disposal. Father, he has an excellent reputation in this area. He left yesterday and many people are still looking for him today. Well, some people thought he wouldn't come back and even cried. We should have done the same thing once we started the agitation, but there were people watching when we entered the city during the day, so we probably had to force the charge."
"Okay, if someone stops you, just do it. Then stop talking nonsense and do it quickly." Lai Gou'er felt relieved.
Fo Bo was puzzled: "Isn't this too hasty?"
"There is no time. You only have half a day. The execution will be carried out in the square tomorrow. You two should go and do it alone!"
"I'll go." Da Zhuang responded and ran out the door in a panic.
Ferber was so excited that he lay down again.
"Why the hell are you still sleeping? Don't you care?" Lai Gou'er was furious.
"It's so violent that my head hurts." Fu Bole's face turned rosy. After a while, he got up and asked, "Brother Dog, do you have any other instructions?"
"How did you do when I arranged for you to draw a map of the Holy City?"
Ferbole scratched his head twice and pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper from under his buttocks: "I finished the drawing. I thought you would pick it up later."
When Lai Gouer unfolded it and took a look, he was immediately overjoyed: "How come the painting is so detailed!"
During the previous meeting, he had arranged for the two of them to draw a map of the Holy City in preparation for future emergencies. He did not expect that they could do such a good job.
The various institutions and streets throughout the Holy City are almost endless.
Even the general distribution of institutions on the Temple Mount is there...
Fo Bo said proudly: "Don't look at it, these slums are just a bunch of incompetent poor people. They run around in the inner city at night. They have been everywhere, so their paintings are naturally detailed."
"By the way, Brother Dog, why do you want a map of the Holy City?"
Lai Gouer said solemnly: "Of course it is useful. This time I went to the Holy City and I opened my eyes. The church is rotten to the core. Loyal ministers and good generals like Solje were killed casually just because they said a few unpleasant words. . Sooner or later they will hinder Dajing’s business, so we must prepare early.”
"Having this map is not enough. You should try your best to develop your power locally. If you need money, come to me for it. In addition to the Holy City, I can also get maps of surrounding countries. If you have the ability, you'd better sort out your relationship network for me. come out."
When Fu Bole heard this, his face suddenly fell: "No, then when do I have to work? Are you allowed to go home? I haven't paid off my mortgage yet!"
Lai Gou'er's expression suddenly became solemn, he put his hand on Fo Bole's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Your contribution will be greatly rewarded by the court, and the suffering you have suffered will definitely be compensated. The better you do, the faster you can go home."
Fu Bole mourned and said: "Is there a specific time? I live in the garbage dump and sweep the streets every day. Can someone else do the damage?"
"Don't ask, just work hard! The days will get sweeter and sweeter!"
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