Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 20 Spiritual Vision
Besides the law enforcement officers, the Golden Law Church was also extremely concerned about the recent murders in Nanwei City.

The church headquarters is located about 20 kilometers east of Nanwei City. This grand church building was planned and built after the Great Plague ended. It was the shortest resolution made by the upper and lower councils in recent years. The reason is simple: it was just an incidental decision to make the Golden Law Church the state religion of the country.

For the past five years, the Golden Rule Church building has been under construction. Even today, the construction progress is less than 70% complete. Nevertheless, it has become one of the tallest buildings in Nanwei City and even in nearly half of the southern territory. Unless it is a foggy day, one can clearly see the towering, eclectic, and complex building in the east from any open area in Nanwei City.

A state religion naturally needs to have the airs of a state religion, and the state treasury provides the church with a sufficient budget, allowing them to do whatever they want.

The planning, design, and even construction guidance of the entire architectural theme were basically carried out independently by the church's internal staff. This is because, as a church with a relatively short history, the Golden Rule Church does not consist of senile old men who spout theological prayers like other denominations. Instead, it has truly high-quality academic talents.

The initial members of the Golden Rule Church were actually a group of top scholars specializing in various fields, which is why they were able to propose an unprecedented medical technique like blood therapy during the Great Plague.

Unlike the mystical practices of traditional sects such as sprinkling holy water or exorcising demons, blood therapy is a bold attempt built on a solid and advanced medical technology system, and it has sufficient scientific theory as its basis.

So while members of other denominations could only pray for their Lord to save the world, the Golden Law Church took concrete action to reverse the trend of the plague and contain the disaster.

And it's not just limited to the medical field. With the continuous expansion of the Golden Rule Church over the past five years, the church's clergy have been absorbing top talents from various fields. You should know that the first requirement to enter the church as an ordinary clerk is to have completed a full national higher education. Of course, this is only the written requirement. The real threshold has been raised to an unimaginable level due to fierce competition. Even some professors from higher education institutions are willing to give up everything to join the church as the lowest-ranking clerk.

In other words, in the eyes of ordinary people, the church is the savior who turned a major disaster around, and they are willing to offer their faith and loyalty for this life-saving grace.

However, in higher academic circles, the Church is the highest institution that integrates academic knowledge from various fields, especially in the medical field...

In short, the Golden Rule Church is like a completely new way of thinking for scholars who are lost at the ceiling of their respective academic fields. It can even be said that it has given them a kind of poison, making them flock to it and become obsessed with it.

……

At the base of the now-complete Starry Bell Tower, a priest in a grey cloak bows before the Golden Tree sculpture, performing a devout prayer before proceeding to the pastor's chapel at the back.

This clerk was none other than Dillah Shaw, who had been in charge of tracking down the serial murders.

In the main hall, at his desk, the priest in a white uniform was intently writing, not even glancing up at Deirashau. But the moment Deirashau's footsteps stopped, he spoke:
“Those black-clad law enforcement officers seemed to be hiding something from us.”

Dillah Shaw replied, "Yes, sir. The publicly released reports on the serial murders are false. They've been making new moves recently, but they're very discreet..."

No, I meant this.

The pastor stopped writing, looked up at Dillashaw, then reached across the other side of the desk and pulled out a piece of paper, holding it by one corner with his index finger and thumb and shaking it.

The paper contained neat and beautiful handwriting, but some areas were covered with black ink...

This is precisely the report document handwritten by Rebecca.

Not long ago, this document was kept at the law enforcement headquarters, but now it has appeared on a desk inside the church's Starry Clock Tower.

The pastor released his fingers, and the paper slid back to the corner of the table. He adjusted his glasses, lowered his head again to pick up his pen, and gave a soft instruction:
"The law enforcement officers have found and killed the perpetrators. According to the old records of that school that we have, nearly 15 pairs of eyes can provide enough time for 'vision.' They must have seen something, something that should not be accessible to anyone outside the church... Go find the person and bring them back."

Dillah Shaw carefully took the document and quickly scanned it to read all the contents described on it.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly—"glug".

"Spiritual vision...does such a thing really exist?"

During his student years, De La Shaw majored in criminal psychology, a branch of psychology. Throughout his academic career, he dedicated himself to studying and understanding the psychological problems of criminals from a psychiatric perspective.

After joining the church, a senior scholar in the same field of research, namely the pastor in front of him, provided him with a completely new and unprecedented research approach... a deeper means of understanding people's hearts - spiritual vision.

……

“I’m not discussing this with you.”

A sentence uttered by the pastor brought Dillah back to reality.

“Yes!” Dirac took a deep breath. He quickly recalled everything, going through all the information he had memorized. After the mental storm subsided, the image of a city guard appeared in his mind:

"I think I should know who the real person who closed the case is."

“What the sinner glimpsed was probably some form of writing. Of course, writing is just a concept within the current state of our civilization. From a higher perspective, it could be any form of projection. So what you're looking for is some kind of pattern or totem... This is just a small hint based on the knowledge I have access to.” The priest continued writing, his head down.

“I’ve got it.” Dirac said with utmost seriousness.

"This matter has always been entirely in your hands. You've been in the church for several years now, and I might be transferring to the contract organization in the next couple of years. At that time, this position will be yours without any surprises. Don't mess things up, and remember... fear the blood of the Old Gods." "Understood."

……

...

After leaving the Star Clock Tower, Dillash headed straight to Nanwei City and immediately went to the Enforcement Office to find Rebecca.

"Is something wrong?"

Rebecca sat back in her chair, her long legs crossed, the heels of her boots resting on the edge of the desk. She held a cup in her hand and, upon seeing Dillah Shaw, showed no intention of getting up to greet him, only giving him a brief glance.

“I might need to see the latest crime scene,” Dirac smiled.

“Then you might have the wrong person.” Rebecca rolled her eyes at him and shook her head.

Dillah Shaw's expression remained unchanged: "Based on the information we have so far, I'm quite certain we haven't made a mistake. You are the chief of staff who is most familiar with this case. You are not only responsible for hunting down the murderer... but also for escorting the victim to the hospital."

Click! !
After Dillashot mentioned the word "victim," a puddle of water appeared on the left wall of the office, and shards of glass lay on the floor.

Rebecca, shaking the water off her hands after smashing the cup with a thuggish air, glared coldly at Dillah: "You've reminded me of what your church calls 'baptism.' Why don't you give me a proper explanation today? That child's been acting strange ever since he came back from church that day. I suspect you..."

“I don’t want to waste time with words. Although the girl has lost her sight, from now on, all her living expenses will be covered by the church until she finds a way to live independently. If she is unable to live independently, the church will support her for life. This is a blessing after receiving the Golden Rule baptism.” Dillah stated his offer straightforwardly.

Rebecca wasn't stupid. She stared at Dillah Shaw for a few seconds, then nodded and pulled a sheet of white paper from the table: "I need a written commitment."

“It’s been prepared for a long time.” Dirac took a page of document from under his cloak and handed it to Rebecca, adding, “It has Reverend Defoe’s signature and the church’s coat of arms.”

Rebecca carefully reviewed the documents before finally putting them away and locking them up.

Which scene do you want to see?

“Of course it’s the one in the sewer. When I came in, I saw that all the sewer covers nearby were sealed up.” Dillah smiled slightly.

Rebecca sighed. She knew very well that the church had informants all over the country, and there were some things that could not be hidden from them no matter what.

……

A few minutes later, Dillah stood in the underground passage where Milo and Robben had fought that day.

The girl's clothes, toys, scattered hair, and rotting eyeballs that had been piled up on the ground have been cleaned up.

Robben and her daughter's bodies had already been removed and buried.

In a while, the municipal management unit will take over this area, refill the excavated area, dredge the water pipes, and prevent water from accumulating on the road surface above.

Dillah Shaw wandered around in this space of less than ten square meters for ages, while Rebecca, waiting impatiently, quipped:
"This is the sewer; you can't burn it down here."

At this moment, Dillah's gaze was focused on the dark wall, staring blankly at the marks on it: "Burned? There are definitely burn marks. There should have been some kind of pattern here before, right?"

A strange look began to appear in his eyes.

The traces were deliberately erased.

Is there anyone besides the pastor who knows the meaning of clairvoyance?

Who could that be?

At that moment, the name that had been crossed out on Rebecca's report file flashed through Dirac's mind.

……

"I see."

(End of this chapter)