Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

The Crystal Cathedral is both an architectural marvel and a human wonder. Designed by Philip Johnson, the famous architect of the 20th century, this church is groundbreaking among religious buildings. Its huge and bright space makes all churches unmatched.

Of course, Chen Yan read the above paragraph from the Internet.

In fact, only after arriving at this place did I understand why it is called the "Crystal Cathedral". The whole glass shell sparkles in the sun, which also makes the entire cathedral look transparent as if there are no walls or windows.

As an atheist, Chen Yan actually does not understand the specific differences between Western Christianity and Catholicism. He only knows that the gods he believes in are different, and there are differences such as whether icons are hung on the cross. But when he walked into the church, Chen Yan still maintained a sense of awe. He was not afraid of the so-called God, but showed due respect for the beliefs of the Catholics in the church.

In the church, they seemed to be praying, and Chen Yan's entry did not disturb their sincere prayers. The believers recited the prayers and concentrated on them. The white clothes of the clergy looked so out of place with Chen Yan's black suit.

Chen Yan was like an ordinary tourist, walking around while admiring this great work of art. Just like the riddle of [Asura], this is the sanctuary where God has descended. This is the condensed wisdom of mortals. The product of nature's miraculous craftsmanship has become its name, but the essence of its appearance is not that expensive.

"Excuse me, how can I help you? My child."

It seemed that the prayer was over. An old but energetic voice came from behind Chen Yan. Chen Yan looked back and saw that it was the old priest who had just presided over the prayer.

"Um, it's nothing, I just took a look." Chen Yan scratched his head and smiled apologetically.

"It's okay, kid, this place is full of lost lambs." The priest smiled slightly, "Looking at your accent, you should be from Yan country, right? Don't look at me so surprised, I have also taught many children from that mysterious eastern country. .”

Chen Yan then put away his surprised eyes and said respectfully to the priest: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Don't be so restrained, kid." The priest said with a smile, "Looking at you, you must be looking for something, right?"

"Yes." Chen Yan nodded, "Some of my... colleagues passed away for some reasons, and the mystery of the mastermind behind the scenes led me here."

"Alas, people nowadays don't fear God. It makes me sad that such a crime would involve this sacred church." The priest said sadly. He looked back at the bright church hall and pointed. The shadow of the seat beside him, "Look, even here, there are still shadows."

"..." Chen Yan was silent and listened quietly, because he had no idea how to answer the priest's words.

"Child, I know that after you lose your colleagues, even if you have no interaction with them, you will feel spontaneous sadness and panic." The priest crossed himself compassionately, "May their souls rest in peace... Because the Father and the Son, And in the name of the Holy Spirit, Amen..."

"Uh, Amen." Chen Yan said in a similar tone.

"You don't have to shout, haha, I know you don't believe in our doctrine." The priest patted Chen Yan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "But I think you can go to our confessional and have a look, maybe you will It will help you.”

Chen Yan sincerely expressed his gratitude to the priest, and the priest waved to Chen Yan kindly, turned and left.

"Confession room..." Chen Yan was thoughtful.

The confessional, also known as the confessional, is the sacrament of confession, one of the seven sacraments in the Catholic faith. In ancient times, European assassins often used confession rooms for assassination purposes, because the confession room was a wooden cabinet-like structure with two small rooms, with believers on one side and priests or other clergy on the other side. , with only a thin wooden board in between, with a slight collision, the assassin can directly assassinate the target from the other side of the confessional.

The priest's words reminded Chen Yan, because [Asura] is an assassin, so he naturally knows some traditional assassination methods about assassins. If Tang Wei came here, he probably wouldn't wander around like he did, but would go directly to the confession room.

Arriving at the confession room and looking at the wooden door in front of him, Chen Yan took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

The space was very narrow. Chen Yan sat down on the stool silently. There was no one on the other side, perhaps because it was not time to confess yet.

Chen Yan sighed, wondering if he was looking in the wrong place? Or maybe [Asura]'s spy hasn't discovered him yet, so he's not ready to start a fight?

Thinking of this, Chen Yan instantly activated [Eagle Eye Perspective] to see if there were any enemies in the crowd outside the confessional.

However, Chen Yan overthought it. The door outside was basically gray and white, and the priest's body was actually emitting a faint blue light, which was a sign of friendship!

Chen Yan's [Eagle Eye Perspective] also brought unexpected surprises, because there were traces on the walls of the confessional that seemed to be carved on his own initiative. However, the traces were not coherent, and were even carved in different locations. Chen Yan thought for a moment, walked out of the confession room, came to the wide field outside, and began to adjust his position.

Traces of dislocation will appear in different images when viewed from different angles. When Chen Yan stood at an angle between the confessional and the door, he saw the whole picture.

It was like the word "goal" written with a brush.

Chen Yan was confused. Just two words, target? What goal? Why a goal?

Chen Yan thought about it for a long time, but still didn't know why, so he had to take out his phone and write these two words in the memo to avoid forgetting it when he went back.

After going to the hall to express his gratitude to the priest again, Chen Yan strode out of the church. The sun was high in the sky, but Chen Yan felt a bit cold.

It was a palpitating coldness.

The enhanced body's perception ability has actually been greatly enhanced, but Chen Yan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar at this moment. This feeling made him very uneasy. Almost at the moment when this feeling amplified to an extreme, Chen Yan jumped forward. It was almost an instinctive reaction of his body, but it was very funny.

But it turned out that his action saved his life, because not far from where he was standing, a bullet was deeply embedded in the road made of stone slabs.

It wasn't that the sneak attacker missed the target, because Chen Yan judged the trajectory based on the bullet's entry point. If he hadn't dodged just now, then the bullet should be in his head at this moment!

Chen Yan immediately looked in the opposite direction of the bullet. There was a forest there. A hooded man in black wearing a ghost-like mask stood under a tree not far away.

In his hand was a pistol with a smoking barrel.