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Chapter 1657 Fallen priest

"No, you were wrong!" After hearing Chu Yan's words, the priest immediately smiled and shook his head, and continued firmly: "I know that the God of Che will not retreat in the last minute, and I also know that he will fulfill his promise. But I will still say my suggestions, because I believe him, he and I are brothers, and I don't want him to die inexplicably."

The priest's words were very serious, and Chu Yan was relieved in an instant. Chu Yan was too lazy to care about the priest's concern for the priest, but he could feel that the priest's words were completely from the heart, which means that he really cared about the priest and did not want him to be braided in this action.

This is exactly the same as Chu Yan's concern. This operation was completely dominated by Chu Yan. His responsibility is to ensure that the people involved in the task are safe and sound, at least they must survive without missing arms and legs.

So at this point, there was a tacit understanding between Chu Yan and the priest from the beginning, but the methods were different.

"Father, you are a priest. Your understanding of life and death may be different from mine. However, there is still one thing in common between us, that is, you don't want your brother to have trouble." Chu Yan smiled and removed his vigilance against the priest. Instead, he became a little interested in the identity of the priest. Because a person with such a well-informed person should not be a full-time priest, so Chu Yan paused for a moment halfway through his speech, and then continued: "To me, the God of Cars is not just a brother, he has other more important meanings. However, I am very curious now why a priest's hand is covered with calluses, and the location of the calluses is so unique."

The reason why Chu Yan said that the calloused calluses on the priest's hand is that he could tell at a glance that it was a calluse that would be left after holding a pistol for a long time. In addition to the relationship between him and the God of Che, it is even more certain that this priest has a second profession with extremely obvious characteristics.

"Brother, everyone understands people. Isn't your hands the same?" The priest smiled faintly, not shy away from what Chu Yan said, and he also knew very well that none of the people who can be brothers with the God of Che were ordinary people. Chu Yan was worried about his own identity, so he smiled and pointed at Chu Yan's hand: "No, yours seems to be a little different. Do you like cold weapons very much?"

The priest's eyes were very sharp. He just glanced at Chu Yan's palm and suddenly made such a judgment. If it was said that Chu Yan often used guns, it was quite reasonable, but he accurately revealed the fact that Chu Yan liked cold weapons very much. This made Chu Yan's understanding of this priest definitely increase by more than one level.

Chu Yan was slightly stunned, and then, deep in his mind, he thought of a person, that person was Dragon Thorn. However, the reason why Chu Yan remembered that Dragon Thorn was not that Dragon Thorn was a killer, but because he also used cold weapons. However, unlike Chu Yan, Dragon Thorn's weapons will never change. This has extremely similar characteristics to some extremely mysterious killers in the killer world.

Some killers like to leave their own markers after killing their targets. For example, a killer with a codename called the Ghost King will always leave a playing card with the Ghost King printed on him after his target is terminated. This is how his codename comes from.

In addition, there are killers who like to use their unique assassination techniques to show their identity. For example, the scissor hand. The wounds of the people he killed are all on the neck, and the shape is as if they were cut by a large scissor, and the wounds are hideous and terrifying.

There are many other examples, but the person Chu Yan thought of today is a bit special, because this killer likes to shoot four shots in a row when killing people, and only when the last shot can he completely end the target, because the last shot is between the eyebrows.

"Father, I suddenly remembered someone." A lot of thoughts came to my mind, but then the smile on Chu Yan's face became more and more intense, because he didn't expect that he would meet a four-star killer here who had no one known his identity so far.

The reason why he is called a four-star killer is that he always fires four shots when he kills people. Even if the target is injured for some reason, he still needs to fire four shots in a fixed position on him. This is the iconic behavior of a very characteristic killer.

"Oh? Who did you think of?" The priest's eyes flashed a little, but he covered it up very well. Moreover, because this was a church and the people in front of him were not enemies, he asked with a smile: "Does this person have anything to do with me?"

"No, I don't know whether this is related or not. I'm afraid only you know it." Chu Yan smiled, smiled very easily, and then he faintly expressed his guess: "The person I think of is called a four-star killer in the killer world, but I gave him a very unique name, called Fallen Father."

"Fallen Father?" After hearing this name, the priest was stunned and then returned to normal. Then he continued to ask with an interest on his face: "Why is there such a unique name? I think it seems to be more interesting and louder than that four-star killer?"

Chu Yan had already got the answer he wanted in the priest's words and deeds. He did not continue to ask anything, but smiled and explained the reason why he gave the four-star killer this unique name: "The reason why the four-star killer is called the four-star killer is because of the four-star shots he fired. I have conducted an interest survey for a period of time and found that the four-star killer's position was very special, namely the chest, shoulders and eyebrows. All the targets that were killed were in these four positions, none of which were exceptions. This reminded me of the ritual that the priest would always perform after the prayer ended. Did these four positions remind you of something?"

The priest cooperated with Chu Yan's words and raised his hand to touch his eyebrows, chest and left and right shoulders a few times. This was a basic ritual of prayer.

"It's true." The priest nodded. He didn't seem to feel uncomfortable with Chu Yan's words. Instead, there was a little excitement in his eyes: "Every dead person should go to heaven, Fallen priest, I like this name."

After the priest finished speaking, he stopped continuing the topic, but stood up, holding his own Bible in his hand, walked to the prayer platform, facing the cross, closing his eyes as if he was praying silently.

Chu Yan also got the information he wanted, so he simply stopped chasing the problem. He stood up, picked up the phone that could contact Mr. Ivandov, and quietly walked out of the church.

When Chu Yan returned to his residence, Che Shen and Sonoqina had already come down from the bedroom upstairs. After a night of rest, Sonoqina was radiant. Che Shen seemed to be full of energy. Obviously, the careful rest of the night made both of them return to their peak physical and mental states.

"Hey, Boss, where have you been?" The God of Che looked at Chu Yan who had returned from outside, and immediately raised his hand and said hello, and threw a bottle of beer into Chu Yan's hand: "Sonocina made some breakfast and ate it together. It tasted really great."

"Okay, my stomach is already croaking hungry." Chu Yan naturally would not refuse. After opening the beer, he drank the beer and walked towards the sofa in the living room. The breakfast table was a wooden coffee table in front of the sofa in the living room. There were a few very simple breakfasts on it. The God of Che and Sonochina seemed to have just sat down, and basically nothing moved.

After Chu Yan walked over and sat down, he picked up a small freshly baked cake and put it in his mouth and looked surprised on his face because he couldn't refuse to admit it. The taste of the cake was really terrible: "Good, a great cake."

After a breakfast, it was actually almost noon, because the chariot and Sonochina got up too late.
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