Chapter 133 The Priest
"...Rick, remember it carefully." Ho Nan took a deep breath, "Did you hear much about the quarrel between your parents on the day of Daisy's burial—the kind that sounded rather strange?" .”

"...um." Rick nodded, recalling: "I think...um..."

"It's good to think of anything. A few words are fine." He Nan asked: "Didn't you say that they locked you up in the room upstairs, but you can already hear some of what they said?"

"Yes……"

"Then talk about it, what's unusual about it. If you feel that it's nothing special compared to the usual debate, just talk about how they accuse each other. For example, will your sister's death be killed?" Blame it on the other party? What is the specific content of the blame?"

He Nan paused for a moment, and then immediately added: "Also, didn't you mention that Mom and Dad always quarreled after my sister disappeared? During the quarrel, they would criticize each other in other aspects, right? When two people who know each other quarrel, it's easy to bring up the past and blame the other's mistakes. They also do it, don't they?"

"……Um."

"Then tell us all these old accounts." He Nan was ready to record: "You can even tell me about your parents having conflicts because of something in your memory—and, your parents Have you ever accused the other party of being a 'monster'?"

"No...no." Rick shook his head blankly.

"That's good." He Nan nodded: "Come on, let's start talking—just answer the content above. Take your time."

"I... Let me think about it..." Rick seemed very frustrated: "I didn't feel that there was much difference in the quarrel that day... At most, it was a particularly fierce quarrel."

"Hmm...it's very fierce." He Nan nodded: "It's normal for conflicts to erupt. Maybe it's because of this that your mother ran away from home."

"Daddy said she was dead... eaten by monsters."

"Well, of course - there is indeed a possibility, we will find out later." He Nan didn't answer the question about the monster directly - he also didn't want to express his doubts about his father for the time being, because there is no evidence yet. The blow to the child would be too great.

"Go on, Rick." He Nan continued to ask: "Since you mentioned that the quarrel was particularly fierce, did their conversation that day contain a lot of remarks against each other? Was there any discussion about the funeral? There must have been." That's right, after the funeral, Daisy's incident has come to an end. Even if the murderer has not been caught, we have to look forward. We should discuss how to continue life afterward, right? Did you hear that? What do they think about it?"

"I... I didn't hear much... because I was upstairs and I could only hear what they were saying when they were very loud." Rick whispered dejectedly, "But it seemed like I heard Mom say What's going to happen in the future... and she's still crying because Dad doesn't want to answer."

"...What else?" He Nan frowned: "Wait a minute, you said you didn't want to answer...they had a lot of quarrel that day, and usually this kind of silence wouldn't happen...what else did you hear? What are they shouting about?"

"Mom seemed to be yelling that Daisy's death was hard for her, and she asked why Dad blamed her alone..." Rick faltered and said, "I can't answer your questions, Mr. He Nan... I I really haven't heard much."

"...Okay." He Nan rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless.

Hey... the content of the conversation that day must be very important.

Rick's dad didn't seem to be sure it was his wife who killed his daughter.

Must have found something that day.

There may have been some kind of information revealed in that conversation.

……

Or, what did he know after returning from the cemetery?
"Rick, has your father seen anyone since he came home from the cemetery?" He Nan tried to ask.

"No……"

"Well, no..." He Nan continued to ask: "What about before going to the cemetery?"

"Before... yes." Rick nodded: "He went to church before dawn..."

"Went to church to meet someone? The priest?"

"I don't know..." Rick was very at a loss: "He went away for a long time before coming back...then drove us to the cemetery."

"Didn't he come back with the priest?"

"No, it's not."

"Hmm..." He Nan rubbed his forehead, lost in thought.

Met the pastor...?
Fortunately, I asked this sentence, otherwise I missed the clue.

It probably wouldn't be surprising if he was just seeing the priest and coming back soon.

After all, I have to be buried today, so it’s okay to go to the pastor to ask him for help, and to talk a few words about using religion to enlighten my soul so that I don’t feel so sad.

...but it's been a long time?

Haven't brought the priest back to the cemetery yet?

Then there is a problem.

Because if you take the pastor with you, the long time to go can be understood as waiting for the pastor to deal with the morning business, and then take him directly to the funeral, lest the pastor go by himself.

Thinking about it this way, during this time, he really just went to see the pastor?

Is it possible to say that I went to see the pastor, but actually met someone else?
or……

Did he really talk to the pastor for a long time?

Then maybe the priest itself has a problem.

Talking to him is what leads the husband to decide to kill his wife.

or……

Is it because the husband has been unable to make up his mind before?
After chatting with the pastor, you made up your mind?

He Nan thought about it and thought it was possible.

In any case, it needs to be investigated carefully.

"You don't know this pastor, right?" He Nan asked the child, "Is he the same person as the one at the funeral?"

"I don't know...it should be." Rick couldn't be sure, he hesitated and said: "Probably...otherwise why would Dad go?"

"To visit the pastor, did your father say it himself?"

"Yes……"

"But why don't you know this pastor?" He Nan was very puzzled: "If you can invite him to the funeral to read the prayers and preside over the farewell ceremony... it means that he is a pastor your family is familiar with?"

"It's because of my father that I am more interested in religion. Although Daisy, I, and my mother will also follow the letter, they are not interested..." Rick said in a dejected voice, "It's just a tradition to find a pastor at a funeral."

"...I see." Ho Nan nodded, "So you don't know the pastor's name, do you?"

"……Um."

"Then do you know which church this pastor is in? Or his address?" He Nan asked tentatively, "Your father should often go to meet him, right?"

"The chapel... seems to be the one closest to our house." Rick shook his head: "I'm not sure."

(End of this chapter)

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