soul stone

The huge monitor screen reflected a pile of broken bricks and rubble, and the people under the ruins could no longer see human figures, they could only be called pieces of meat.And half an hour ago, there was still a stage play here.The multicolored light cast by the dome painted with religious murals shrouds the post-war wreckage. The eyes of the Virgin embracing Christ are full of mercy, and she silently looks down from the air on the young flowers that have not yet opened and will wither on the stage—and The nun in front of the screen now looks at them with the same eyes.

"After all, he is the top of the killers. He is really extraordinary." The man with fair hair on the side sofa swung his wine glass, and the top-quality red wine exuded the unique fragrance of old wine.

"Those children will not die in vain. They will turn into spring mud and give birth to bigger and more beautiful flowers." Moelle raised her wine glass, and the rims of the glasses touched.

Raphael showed a slightly suppressed satisfied smile, and the same gray beard around his lips and hair trembled.

"Just received confirmation that the godfather and the leader of La Roye were unharmed and have left through the secret passage. In this way, in this war, only three of the ten old men have preserved their strength. Afterwards, a revenge against the Phantom Brigade will be held emergency meeting."

"Your nephew must be very regretful that he didn't kill you at the beginning."

"I also regret that I didn't kill him cruelly at the beginning."

"Anyway, congratulations, you are one step closer to the godfather."

"I never even dreamed about that kind of thing." Raphael rubbed his temples, "If...you would have agreed, I wouldn't be struggling to this day."

Moelle raised her eyebrows, seeming to be surprised by this statement.

"In order to become a man worthy of you, I have come to this day step by step...however, you!" He clenched his fist on his right knee, "but you are getting farther and farther away from me, like the moon in the sky. As far away as you are...every time I climb a foot, you fly a foot higher. Now, I am old, but you are still so young and so charming. Sometimes, I feel that you are out of time, both An existence that is separated from the world and affects the world all the time, like the laws of the universe. Just like... the mother of Jesus Christ, the Virgin Mary."

"Where, Mr. Raphael is really admirable." The nun held her glass and smiled. "I'm just a nun looking after the children."

"No, I'm telling the truth." He drooped his gray head, frowning in pain, "Is what I'm doing right? If I reach the highest point, I can touch you, right? Such questions bother me. I have been with me for more than ten years. Every night, I will dream of you... When I wake up, you are not by my side. "

After saying this, he shook his head as if sighing that his life was like a mayfly, and hung his arms weakly.

"I'll never be able to touch you. Never..."

The nun put down the wine glass, the red liquid rippled slightly like the surface of a lake.

"Raphael, what are you seeking... from me?"

Gentle whispers, like a mother's hand supporting a man's bowed head.

"The day you backtracked and forced me to leave the monastery, it was already doomed to become the situation I am today." The nun kept her usual smile, her tone as if she was chatting with an old friend.

"Corleone is your godfather, La Royer, a natural gambler, also bet big on you..."

"That was a misunderstanding." Moelle interrupted him with a solemn expression. "I am what I am today because of my lovely children. They are the meaning of my life."

Raphael opened his eyes wide, and suddenly let out a few dry laughs: "In terms of educating children, I need one-tenth of your ability, and Bowman will not grow up like this..."

"Speaking of which, today is really a day blessed by God." The nun walked to the right side of the wall of the surveillance screen, raised her head and stared at the fourth screen from the top, "Your son, does he believe in religion?"

The sound of gurgling water could be heard in his ears, and the disgusting rotten smell could be smelled in his nostrils. Kamijou couldn't help but feel the urge to leave his baggage here to rot.It's a pity that this stupid pig-like waste in his arms is actually one of the ten old men - the son of Chief Rafael.Could it be the wrong hug in the hospital...

The infrared lens of the right eye not only can see in the dark, but also has the function of a camera.What her right eye sees will be displayed on the screen in the monitoring room.Such an important hostage, of course, the nun will not let go.

The secret passage that Xue Ye used to track Casey was dug by Casey, and it connected from the bathhouse of the monastery to the underground waterway outside the private territory of the monastery.Casey is a genius. Although he was weak and had two front teeth knocked out when he was a child, he was able to give full play to his talents and create extremely delicate utensils with only a few materials. He deceived all other children and adults. Over the past year, relying on his own strength, he dug through the secret passage for people to enter and exit millimeter by millimeter.

Following the map in his memory, Kamijou hugged Bowman, who had been shot several times, and went straight to the exit of the sewer.According to the plan, Qiao Huan will wait there to meet all those who are scheduled to evacuate.

A figure appeared in the field of vision.Kamijou slowed down and asked loudly, "Who is it?"

"You really did your duty, 'Crow's Eye'." The figure approached, and the sound of footsteps echoed off the walls.

"The stinging compliment in this kind of words... so it's 'pianist'."

"It's not a 'pianist', it's a 'pianist'!" There was a hint of sullenness in the handsome young man's voice.

"Mr. Pianist is afraid that I will be tired, so you came here specially to welcome me? I was so moved that I almost burst into tears." Kamijou curled up his index finger and touched the bottom rim of his glasses habitually.

"Of course. No matter how fast you are, if the road is blocked, there is nothing you can do." Zexis raised his chin proudly, "Give that kid to me."

"Hey……"

"……Um?"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" The low laugh suddenly broke out into a belly laugh.She was panting and wiping away tears, her face contorted with an exaggerated expression that would shock anyone who saw it in the light.

"What's so funny?!" The enraged pianist strode towards Kamijou.

Kamijou regained his calm expression, one hand supported Bowman, and the other was on his waist.When Zexis came five steps away, she calmly said, "I see clearly."

"What?" the pianist stopped.

"This distance is enough for the camera to see your face clearly." She pointed to the lens of her right eye, "Your master can clearly see everything you see here. Including your behavior of wanting this kid's life... ..."

Hearing this, the pianist suddenly opened his eyes wide, and with a wave of his right arm, several invisible piano wires swirled out from his fingertips, wrapped around Kamijou's mirror frame, and returned to Zexis' hands in the blink of an eye.With a snap, the glasses were crushed into pieces.

Kamijou slowly raised his eyes.There is a difference between being deprived of glasses by external forces and taking them off yourself.This time, she spoke a few words softly in a calmer, almost mechanical tone:

"It's too late."

Just as the pianist was about to say something, he felt the vibration of the phone under his clothes.

"Hey, it's me. Hmm."

Xerks answered while staring at the corner of Kamijou Hiromi's mouth that signaled victory.

"Please! Help my son!" The voice on the other end of the phone was so loud that Kamijou could hear it clearly.

"I'll do my best. However, the opponent is 'Crow's Eye'." Hearing this, Kamijou burst out laughing again.He looked down on her just now, but now he wants to praise her in a different way and make excuses for his failure.It's really his style.

"Although Boman is useless, he is my only son! No matter what, I want him to come back alive!"

"...Understood. I will definitely..."

"Understood? No matter how hard you work, he will not let you be the heir." Kamijou interjected, "In his mind, you will never be as good as this fat boy who is sleeping soundly."

"Whispering!" The pianist suddenly clenched his fists, his shoulders trembling slightly, "Mr. Raphael is just... difficult to violate the stereotypes of gangsters."

"No matter what, I'm only responsible for sending Mr. Raphael's son to the hospital in time." Crow's Eye tucked his long hair behind his ears and shrugged impatiently, "The next step is to put away your piano Line, let us get out of this shitty place, or play peek-a-boo in this shitty place until the kid dies of serious injuries?"

In the monitoring room, Raphael stared at the only black screen in the upper right corner, frowning.

"Call again?" The nun put her hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"Hmm...Okay." The man with white hair pressed between his eyes and pressed the redial button on the phone.

"I'll also call and ask." Mo Allie took off the landline and dialed the number of the Crow's Eye.In order to avoid information leakage, she never uses a mobile phone.

"I didn't expect you to be so concerned about the child's safety."

"Just now you said, 'I didn't realize how important that child is to me until today'... After hearing this sentence, I also want to pray for him."

Raphael smiled gratefully.

The phone is connected.The other party's voice sounded a little breathless, as if he had just run a marathon.At this moment, Mo Aili's phone was also connected, but all she could hear was heavy panting.

"How are you coming out?"

"Yes, but..."

Raphael suddenly turned his head and looked at the nun who was speaking softly with wide eyes.

"Have you used that ability again... Hey? It's you, I feel relieved when you're here. That child always likes to force himself...Is he still alive? God bless."

When the mother-like blue eyes met his gaze, Raphael stood up suddenly, trying to grab the receiver in her hand, but she easily dodged it.A center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on the carpet, struggling to support himself.

"Mo Aili, you...what on earth do you want to do?" He raised his head unwillingly, his eyes seemed to have been severely thrown from a commanding height.

The nun hung up the phone, sat back on the sofa, and put her fingers neatly together on her lap.

"I just want to use that child in exchange for a sentence from you - inform the Beaten Ke family that this mission will stop."

The flower-haired man opened his eyes wide.In the field of vision, the face of the nun overlaps and then separates from the face of Maria on the dome of the monastery, and separates and overlaps again.Maria's long chestnut hair was like shining waves, her outstretched eyebrows revealed her natural motherhood, and she looked down at the prostrate people with compassion.

"Raphael, I have never had what you are looking for in me."