deformed bone

In fact, "Red Deer"'s vest has almost fallen off, as far as he is concerned, he can't wait to tear off the vest and take off his pants.

But Calvin said he was willing to play dumb.

Today is by no means a lucky day for Chris Young.

He used to be a colleague of Pastor Crowe, the respected Pastor Corliss, but a small accident knocked him off the "Smooth Life Highway".

He snorted some euphoric powder before molesting a young boy who was coming to church with his mother.It's hard to tell if it's because the powder is messing with his brain or because he's just so used to messing with the boys and girls around him that he loses his guard and screwes up.The little boy was not the kind of lamb sent to hell by his bewildered parents. His mother was ugly and rude, as alert as a hound guarding the flock.She quickly saw something was wrong, and she called reporters and the police.

Corris lost everything, he admits, but thankfully he didn't lose his buddy Crowe.

Well, although the latter didn't seem to welcome him, who let them share a dirty little secret?

As a senior Adventist priest, Crowe has more than onerous public affairs to contend with.There are also some "internal missions" of Adventism.

For example, the selection of holy children, and the expansion of members of the Advent faction.

What the Adventists need is not just those utilitarian adults who pretend to donate a little money, what they really desire are those pure and innocent children.

Innocent, sweet, immature, and very good at brainwashing and hypnotizing.

The first batch of holy children are now adults—except for those who have been "used", the remaining children have now entered society step by step.They are the capillaries and red blood cells of this society, and they are the most devout and sincere believers.

According to what Pope Daniel said in the internal talk "Holy White Fire", they are the kindling of Adventists.

And Corris... Corris is the one who provided the "fire" for Crowe.

……

"Hee hee hee... That... the things that the hypocrite can't do in the open, will be handed over to me... Only I can help him."

In the extremely dark villa due to the power outage, Corlis leaned against the cold toilet, curled his knees, lowered his head, and said in a trance.

His eyes were swollen, and his eyelids were narrowed with heat.

He couldn't see the man standing in front of him clearly, but this didn't prevent him from feeling extremely dangerous from him.

"Did Crowe ask you to come here? He wants to cross the river and tear down the bridge? I can tell you... it's better not to do this... I have good stuff on hand..."

Corris' tears kept gushing out, and the dripping of nosebleed mixed with tears and snot, soaking his chin and the front of his clothes.

He felt bad and scared, but he still didn't understand what was going on.

Before he had time to resist, he was dragged in by the people in the darkness, and just as he opened his mouth to urge that bastard Klau to settle the last payment, he heard a gloomy voice faintly in the darkness.

"I don't like this guy."

Immediately afterwards, Corliss beat him up viciously.

He could have sworn it was the worst beating he'd ever had in his life, he could tell of that.

He was going crazy in pain, but he couldn't lose his will at all-the other party seemed to know this well.

And then……

And then what happened?Oh yes, he stammered and told him everything he knew in the midst of the beating.

Of course, it is not enough to deceive the group of lamb-like middle-class families into giving up their daughters.

["What's more, the children of those people...unless they are really too eye-catching...they can't be 'used'...they are easy to cause trouble..." Koris said. 】

Then he heard the ghostly whisper again.

"What is 'use'?"

Absolutely beautiful sound - simply superb -

A chaotic thought flashed through Chris's mind.

But the pain made him only answer the other party's questions with trepidation.

"Use" refers to physical dealing, deceit and abuse, as well as the physical catharsis of priests or nuns within Adventism.

There are other……

They will brainwash the selected children, telling them that they are born with a lot of sin, so they will be abandoned by their parents, abused, or trafficked.And the Adventists will be their warm family, where they will get love and salvation.

Of course, the premise is to wash away the inherent sins on them.

And every time he is sent to make physical transactions and bribes with ugly and aging politicians, every time he relies on his status as a minor to frame opponents, or goes undercover and kills... will be an important means to wash away his sins .

"It's kind of cruel, I know...but those kids, they need this..."

There is an invisible killing intent brewing in the darkness.

Corris is as keenly aware of this as a rat in the gutter.

The feeling of panic was so strong that he was about to have a nervous breakdown.

He defended himself in a panic: "Those kids are miserable, I mean, they would be worse without us, look at the homeless people and drug addicts on the street...not to mention, I brought A large part of those children are still smugglers, they are starving in their own country, and they are only suffering when they come here, their dreams are broken, and we are just helping them...not all of them will be Chosen to do those things..."

"Help them, do you really feel that way?"

The young man hidden in the shadow asked softly in a strangely steady tone.

At that very moment, Corlis felt as if he was dying of fear—because the man in front of him, who might be a thug or something, suddenly took a step forward.

The man's eyes turned out to be animal-like, and the irises reflected a faint green light in the dark.

No... No matter how fierce and cruel the beast is, it is impossible for it to have such terrifying eyes.Corlis screamed, and he tried his best to shrink himself into the gap between the toilet and the wall.If it's possible, he doesn't mind even letting him go straight down the toilet drain, as long as it keeps him away from the person in front of him.

These unknown people.

"I'm sorry, oh my god... I'm sorry... I may have pissed you off somewhere but I swear I didn't mean to, I don't know that old Crow... no, what did Reverend Crow say to you, but I can swear to you guys he's lying, he's with me, he just doesn't want to take responsibility... woooooooo... I was wrong, oh yeah, I was wrong I won't be like this done..."

Even Corris himself didn't realize he was wailing.

He looks pitiful, with his bruised body ("Red Deer" seems to be very happy to find a sandbag to vent his emotions) and his face in a daze of fear.

In the darkness, Calvin watched everything in front of him calmly and clearly.

His mood was calmer than he expected.

Of course, one thing was beyond Calvin's expectation. He thought he would feel bad when he saw this kind of unilateral beating and humiliation, but the reality is that he was very sad about the violence that the "Red Deer" inflicted on Koris. There was not even the slightest resentment or resistance.

Especially when hearing the sleazy man's blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Corris also seemed to realize something, his crying and begging for mercy became more shrill, and then he began to yell for help.

"Let him be quiet."

Calvin leaned against the door, folded his arms around his chest, and then he whispered to Red Hart.

"Well, of course, fine."

"Red Deer" nodded docilely, with an elegant attitude like a butler who has served nobles for generations.

He walked up to Corlis, then bent down.

His back blocked Calvin's sight, and Calvin couldn't see what he was doing, but he could hear a shrill, hoarse, but very faint scream from Corris' throat.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Then the man's cries for help and sobbing died away.

"Don't let him lose consciousness, I have a little question for him."

Calvin suddenly came to his senses, he added.

"Red Deer" turned sideways and gave him a wry smile, as if blaming Calvin for underestimating him.

Then he took a step back, and Corris' twitching body reappeared in Calvin's view—

A corpse that was still alive.

That was the first word that came to Calvin's mind.

Corris was completely devastated mentally and personally, with drool all over his face and his head on the floor.A foul smell emanated from his legs, and he lost control.

But contrary to common sense, he still maintained a clear consciousness.

Of course, judging from his desperate gaze, it seemed that he would prefer to lose consciousness... or simply die.

"Forgive me, spare me... please... please... forgive me..."

His lips were moving and he kept babbling.

Well, maybe he really shouldn't question Red Hart's abilities on some things, Calvin thought.

"You and Crowe used to be colleagues..." Calvin slowly stepped out of the shadows, and he said to Koris, "Then, I think I can assume that you know someone, Triss."

Corris' eyes wandered, but he shivered weakly at the name.

"She's...she's...Crow's...secret lover..."

The man replied obediently.

"Where is she now?"

Calvin continued to ask.

"She's... at... Santa Maria... State Hospital..." Corliss seemed afraid that what he said next would anger Calvin, and he kept crying, "She had a car accident a few years ago... now It's a vegetable...and she's been there all along..."

Calvin took down the address of the hospital.

Then he walked towards the door in silence.

"Hey honey, this guy..."

"Red Deer" spoke behind Calvin.

Before he could finish speaking, Calvin interrupted him.

"You can handle him your way," Calvin said.

On hearing this, Red Hart blew a little whistle, flirtatious, but very pleasant.

Calvin ignored the various suspicious voices coming from the bathroom after that.

He went straight to the door of the villa, and he found a step on the well-tended front porch and sat down.

The evening wind blew, bringing with it a faint scent of roses.The moon rises, and it always looks very bright on such a blackout night. The moonlight covers everything in this world with a soft silver frost. The shade of the trees is black, but the roses and roses in the flowers are white. .

Calvin stared at the peaceful and steady night in front of him with calm eyes.

After a while, he heard the door being pushed open.

"Red Deer" sat down beside Calvin, his body carried a faint water vapor and the scent of shower gel.

Calvin glanced sideways at him to see that he had showered and changed.

Facing Calvin's gaze, "Red Deer" showed a sweet and well-behaved smile.

"You don't ask me what happened to that man?"

he asked, with a hint of malice in that overly light and cheerful tone.

Calvin, however, seemed oblivious.

"Is it necessary?" he asked grimly.

"Red Deer" burst out laughing, then he held Calvin down and kissed him deeply.

"Well……"

Calvin closed his eyes and let out a soft hum from his nasal cavity.

He didn't resist.