Chapter 727: Same choice, how do you answer

If possible, who would want to die?

The priest didn't think for too long, "If I say it, can I live?"

If saying it and not saying it are the same result, then he would rather not say it.

Because those who betray cannot go to heaven, they can only fall into hell.

He is a member of the Shengzhong Party, that's right, but he is also a member of the clergy. If the final outcome is death, then he hopes he can go to heaven because of his noble conduct—

A point worth noting here is that many people mistakenly confuse religion with secular law.

Just like he kidnapped those girls, from a secular perspective, he is indeed guilty. The charges of kidnapping and rape are enough to send him to the electric chair.

But if viewed from the religious perspective of the ignorant era in the past, the status of women has always been very low, so doing something to them cannot be said to be heinous.

He can generously help those girls, marry them, give them food and drink, and a place to live, this is kindness.

As for violence or something, that is not a fault, it is just the family relationship between husband and wife.

Lan Si took a revolver from the people around him, the priest's ivory-handled carved silver revolver, he filled it with two bullets, and then clicked the magazine with a clatter.

The magazine of the revolver rolled with a clatter. Lan Si's muzzle pointed down, not letting him see the specific situation in the magazine, "You believe in God so much, God will give you a fair trial."

The priest hesitated for a few seconds and made a decision, "I believe in your reputation, Mr. Lan Si."

"What do you want to know?"

Lan Si handed the revolver to the people around him, he turned and hugged the priest's shoulder, "I want to know a lot..."

He indeed wanted to know a lot of things, all crimes related to the Shengzhong Party, and the kind of crimes that could anger believers.

Not all criminal acts can anger believers, especially in relatively conservative areas. If the people of the Shengzhong Party killed a few farmers of color who could not bear the heavy work and escaped from the farm, the farm owners, those believers, they would only feel that they did the right thing!

These people deserve to die.

Therefore, it is necessary to dismantle the status of the Shengzhong Party in the minds of these people before it is easy to take action against them.

At the same time, in a funeral home in a city in Sumuli, two young people were welcomed.

One of the young people greeted the girl at the front desk and took the initiative to walk over, "Someone notified us that there are people we know here now, and we intend to take them home."

The girl at the front desk looked at the young and handsome guy in front of her, and there were more smiles on her face, "What are their names?"

"Alberto, and Fordis."

The girl was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and glanced at the small card hidden in the counter that people outside couldn't see. It was exactly these two names.

"I need to make a call to confirm!" Her heartbeat accelerated a little, and she didn't dare to continue looking at the handsome guy in front of her. The visitor had no objection.

She picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and made herself look calm and composed, "Manager, two gentlemen said they want to come and take away the bodies of Alberto and Fordis."

The manager was also stunned for a while, and then said, "Let them come to my office."

As he said, while hanging up the phone, he dialed the number left by Christopher again, "They are here..."

Two minutes later, led by the girl at the front desk, the two young people entered the manager's office.

The manager looked at the two young people who were at most twenty-two or twenty-three years old, and felt a little pity in his heart, and also felt a sense of guilt.

He first invited the two to sit down, and then asked casually, "You don't look like locals?"

"Drink something?", he walked to the small bar next to him, "Coffee, or tea?"

The two young people looked at each other, "Coffee."

The manager poured them two cups of coffee. In fact, everything he did was to drag out time.

He returned to the table with the coffee, put the coffee in front of the two, got the thanks of the two, and then sat opposite the two.

"Where are you from?"

One of the young people held the coffee and sipped it, "From the Federation."

The manager showed an appropriate look of surprise, "Federation?"

"That is a good place. I heard that the air there is sweet, and even the tap water is sweet, is it?"

Under Lan Si's popularization, they don't use tap water very casually anymore, and they also understand the harm caused by tap water flowing in lead pipes. Hearing others say this at this time, it is inevitable to have a very strange emotion.

The person holding the coffee nodded, "Yes, very sweet. If you have a chance to go there, I will treat you to a glass of tap water."

All three laughed, but the laughter didn't last long.

"How do you plan to take the bodies back?"

"Please forgive me for being blunt, if you want to transport the bodies back, you need special equipment, and not all ships support you doing this."

"I personally suggest you take the ashes back, the effect is the same."

"In addition, there is a fee here that you need to pay."

The manager took out the bill and handed it over, "The storage fee for the bodies, the usage fee for the cold storage, a total of about... two hundred and twenty Reals." "If you can pay me in Federal Sol, it only costs thirty dollars."

Because of the war, materials on the market have become tight, and the purchasing power of local currency has begun to decline.

Many people are not optimistic about this war, some rich people have left in advance, and the rest are some poor people.

The Federation has become a place where many people want to go, even in Sumuli, the wealth of the Federation is well-known far and near.

Rumors like "There is a twenty-five cent coin on the road, but no one picks it up, because every Federation person can earn far more than the value of this coin in the time it takes to bend down, so they won't bend down for a twenty-five cent coin" can be seen everywhere.

The negative influence brought by the Pasleto family's resistance to the four major families on the locals is exerted here.

Many people think that the Federation is a wealthy place, and going to the Federation can realize the process from poverty to wealth.

The Pasleto family is because they made a lot of money in the Federation, so they are unwilling to come back.

Many people are planning to flee to the Federation, whether it is to flee military service or because of pessimism about the war.

The Federation does not use Real as currency, and they also have to exchange it privately into Federal Sol. This exchange rate is very hard to say.

!

Although Sumuli and the Federation have established diplomatic relations, there is almost no major trade between the two sides, so they have not reserved much Federal Sol.

If you want to exchange the money in your hand into Federal Sol, you have to go to the black market.

The manager takes this thirty Federal Sol to the black market and can exchange it for at least three hundred Sumuli Reals.

The young man didn't object either, took out three ten-dollar denomination Federal Sols and handed them over.

At the same time, he continued, "Thank you for your suggestion, but we still intend to bring the bodies back. If you need any tools for transportation, you can help us contact them, and also a ship."

"Money is not a problem."

The manager had already forgotten his original work at this time, but considered how much money this business could bring him.

"You need a dry ice cabinet specially used to place bodies, as well as full dry ice, and a ship willing to carry you."

"I can probably help you settle these things...", he took a pen and wrote and drew on a piece of paper, and finally held his forehead and said, "It will take about one thousand two hundred dollars."

He looked at the two and added a sentence, "Federal Sol."

He was afraid that the two would say he was blackmailing, so he specifically explained, "The vessel used to place the bodies is custom-made, plus those dry ice, it will take about two hundred dollars, and the rest is the ship fee, after all... you know, sometimes people are very taboo about this, unless you can give enough."

The two young people didn't object either. Lan Si's task for him is that as long as the two bodies can be brought back, it doesn't matter how much money is spent.

He has amazing numbers in his account every day, and he doesn't care about a funeral home manager's lion's opening.

Of course, if he really opened his mouth to an outrageous and exaggerated size, Lan Si wouldn't mind arranging for someone to pay for his greed.

The two young people didn't refuse this quote, "When can it be arranged?"

The manager was just about to speak, but suddenly closed his mouth. The door behind them opened, and more than a dozen people holding weapons rushed in.

The blonde kid sitting on the left turned around and stood up just about to speak, but was punched to the ground by a brown-haired guy who walked over.

The other young man also stood up, but at the same time several guns were pointed at his head, making him unable to move.

The leader of these people moved his shoulders, "Take them back!"

His gaze lingered on the funeral home manager's face for a moment, and then turned and left.

More than ten minutes later, the two young people were twisted to a villa. Christopher, who was sitting on the sofa, held a wine glass in one hand and a cigar in the other, looking at the two young people who were sent over, slightly frowned.

"Are you Sisco's people?"

"Where is Sisco?"

"Alberto, who loved him the most, is dead. Didn't he come himself?"

He was still very familiar with his "cousin." As a gang heir, he actually went to school, which he looked down upon from the bottom of his heart, Francisco.

Along with it, he didn't look down on the subordinates who might be his cousin.

The sarcasm on his face when saying these words could be taken off to peel apples!

The blonde young man pursed his lips, "We are people of the Lan Si family."

Christopher was stunned for a moment, "Lan Si family?"

"Are you Lan Si's people?"

A more unhappy gaze flashed in his eyes, because all the misfortune came from Lan Si.

If it weren't for Paul letting him give his most profitable bar to Lan Si, a series of things wouldn't have happened later, and he wouldn't need to regret the stupid things he did in the dead of night!

Immediately, he pulled out his gun, walked to the blonde kid, let the muzzle press against his forehead, and even pushed hard, "As long as you kneel down and say 'Lan Si is a dog bastard', I will let you go!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 728 =====