Chapter 42 Chapter 40 UACV Headquarters

"It's been nearly four hours since the letter arrived. Can anyone tell me why no one has found what's in it, and they've waited until now?" Troy looked at Paula, patiently, but also angry.It's too late to lose your temper at a subordinate's mistake.He put the gun that Anthony had returned into the drawer, keeping a serious face. "It had your name on the envelope, Paula. You were in the morgue when the letter arrived. The lady at the front desk just put it in my mailbox. I found out later. When I saw who it was from , I went to find the messenger, it is not easy to find someone at this point. I first notified the blasting team, they found nothing suspicious in the envelope, but when I found something inside, I will give you and Dante A phone call was made. Dante was nowhere to be found, and Serling never answered the phone."

"They're sleeping. It's midnight, for God's sake." They're in the fingerprint lab now, a cramped room full of old desk lamps and big light bulbs.The smell of powder used to cover fingerprints filled the room.Some of the technicians said they liked the smell, and one of them swore he had to inhale it before meeting his girlfriend because it was actually an aphrodisiac, but Paula found it unappetizing.The smell made her want to sneeze, and the ashes were hard to wash off on her clothes. "But how do you know that this letter is from Karowski?" Anthony studied the handwriting on the envelope.He held the envelope up, arms slightly upward.Paula guessed that it might be because of his poor eyesight that he needed to wear glasses to see the fine print clearly.She couldn't help but wonder what Anthony would look like with glasses on.

"It's his handwriting. That's for sure. And it's his style, too, to put Pontillo's name on it as a cruel jest." Paula took the envelope from Anthony and placed it on the table.The table, which took up most of the space in the room, had a glass on top and a light shining from it.Paula dumped the contents of the envelope into a plastic bag, and Troy pointed to the first item and said, "His fingerprints are on the note. Look, Paula." Paula picked up the plastic bag and looked at the note carefully. It was written in Italian, and she read it aloud through the plastic bag.

Paula jumped back, angry and frightened.She didn't want to cry, but tried to swallow back her tears.She never wanted to cry in front of Troy.Maybe in front of Anthony, but not Troy, never. "Father Fowler?" "Mark 9:48, 'There the worm never dies, and the fire is never quenched.'" "hell." "That's right." "This bastard!" "It doesn't say that he escaped a few hours ago. This disc was made this morning, oh no, it should be yesterday morning, according to the date on the disc." "Can we find out what camera or what computer copied the CD?"

"Based on the program he was using, that information wasn't stored on a disc. There was no serial number, no code, nothing to tell us what operating device he was using." "What about the fingerprints?" "There are two, both Kaloski's. But I don't use them, I'll know all about them from the contents of the disc." "So what are you waiting for, open the DVD, Troy." "Father Fowler, please allow me to have a word with Paula alone." Anthony understood immediately, and he looked Paula in the eye, and she gestured him away, telling him she was all right.

"Okay, do you want coffee, Paula?" "I add two spoonfuls of sugar, thank you." Troy waited for Anthony to walk out and tried to grab Paula's arm.His hands were a little moist.Paula couldn't help taking a step back.How many times she'd sighed, wishing those hands could touch her again, but she hated his disgusting attitude and indifference.Now there is not a single spark between them.Just a few minutes ago, this bit of Mars had disappeared in a sea of ​​green.Now all she has left is pride, which she has plenty of, and she will never let Troy use her feelings to blackmail her at this time. Paula withdrew her hand, and Troy had no choice but to give up.

"Pola, I just wanted to warn you that what you're about to watch will hit you hard." Paula folded her arms and returned Troy with a simple, humorless smile.She wanted to keep her arms as far away from him as possible, just in case. "Have you suddenly spoken to me in this tone again? I'm very used to looking at dead bodies, Mr. Troy." "Those are not the bodies of your friends." The smile on Paula's face was like a leaf falling in the wind for a moment, but her spirit was not shaken. "Then let's see, Chief Troy." "Is this what you want? It doesn't have to be."

"I'm not a baby, you can do what you want. You rejected me because it was a threat to your promotion. You like to go back to your wife and mistress who makes you comfortable. I have my own secret now, So, thank you, don't worry about it." "Why now, Paula? Why are you telling me now, after all this has happened?" "Because I wasn't strong enough before, but now I'm strong." Troy ran his hands through his hair, and he kind of understood. "You'll never get much from him, Paula. Although he's exactly what you need." "Maybe you're right, but that's my choice. You've made your choice before. Now I'd rather accept Dante's winks."

Troy looked like he ate something nasty.Seeing him like this, Paula was secretly proud.Her rage had shattered her boss's self-importance. She had been cruel to him, but she deserved it. He deserved it for months of dismissive treatment of Paula. "Whatever, Dr. Paula. I'll go back to being my cynical boss and you your beautiful novelist." "Trust me, Troy, it's better for everyone." Troy smiled sadly, like a child who just lost its mother's milk. "Okay, now let's watch the video." As if he had a sixth sense, Anthony appeared at the door, holding a tray with coffee on it, the kind for people who have never had coffee in their lives.

"Here comes the coffee, 'strong' from the coffee machine. May I suggest that we continue the meeting now?" "Indeed, Father," Troy replied.Anthony carefully observed the expressions of the two of them. Troy seemed to be more sad, but what was in his tone, relaxed?Paula is clearly strong, but less secure. Troy put on rubber gloves and took the disc from the case.The technicians put a small folding table in the house.There's a 27" TV and a cheap DVD player on it.Troy likes to watch videos here, because there are glass walls in the conference room, and if anyone walks in the corridor, they will see what Karowski sent.At that time, there will be rumors about the case they are carrying out, and the fact that Troy and Paula are working together will spread around the building. It's not good after all.

The disc starts spinning.The picture appears immediately, without a title or anything.The photography was rough, the camera was bouncing up and down, and the lighting was so bad that Troy turned the brightness on the TV to max. "Good evening, souls of the world." Hearing Kaloski's voice, Pola couldn't help but tremble.It was the same voice that Pontillo had tormented her on the phone after his death.Nothing appears on the screen yet. "This movie is about my process of destroying the so-called saints of the Church on Earth, completing the work I have done in the shadows. My name is Victor Karowski, and I am a traitor to the Roman Catholic faith. For many years I have Child abuse, but always protected and pampered by my stupid, aging superiors. I was handpicked by Satan to do it all, just as our enemy, Jesus the carpenter, picked his followers on earth at the same time." The screen has now changed from completely dark to some shadows.A man emerged, soaked in blood, with his head drooping on his chest, bound to a pillar in what appeared to be the basement of the Church of Santa Maria.Pola barely recognized the man as Cardinal Potigny, the first victim whose body Pola did not see because it had already been cremated by the Vatican Police.Potini groaned a few times, but couldn't see Karoski clearly, only saw him holding a gleaming knife and stabbing the cardinal's left arm. "This is Cardinal Potigny, who is too tired to defend himself now. Potigny has done too much good in this world, so my master hates his body. Now you will see how I end This miserable life." The knife plunged into the cardinal's throat.Kaloski made a cut.The screen went black again, and then another graphic.This time another victim was bound in the same place, Cardinal Robaya, who looked terrified. "This is Cardinal Robaya, trembling with fear. He carried the light, and now the light is going back to the creator." This time Paula looked away.The camera filmed the process of gouging out Robaya's eye with a knife, and a drop of blood dripped on the camera.It was the scariest sight Paula had ever seen, and she felt like she was going to throw up.At this time, the camera changed again, which was the part she was most afraid of. "This is Officer Pontello, one of the Pope's followers. They asked him to investigate me, but he can't do anything against the Nightborne. Now the officer is going to bleed out slowly." Pontillo looked straight at the camera, but his face was not his own at all.Gritting his teeth tightly, the light of life in his eyes has not been completely extinguished.The blade in his throat was painfully slow, and Paula looked away again. "This is Cardinal Cardoso. A friend of the disinherited of this world. A bug, a parasite. He was as fond of sheep offal as my master, and he too is dead." Suddenly something was wrong.In the place where the pictures were posted, they saw some photos on Cardoso's bed, a total of 3 photos, all of which were green without light, and the blood was also abnormally black.Three photos stay on the screen for 15 seconds, 5 seconds each. "Now I'm going to kill another saint. The holiest one. Someone will try to stop me, but they'll die like the few you see. Cowardly churches will hide these facts, but There is no hiding now. Good night, souls of the world." The DVD freezes, and Troy turns it off.Paula turned pale.Anthony gritted his teeth, filled with righteous indignation.The three sat there speechless for several minutes.After enduring the bloody footage, they need to regain their courage and wisdom.Paula was the most stimulated, but she spoke first. "Those photos, why are they photos and not videos?" "Because he couldn't film it," Anthony said, "because the camera didn't work in the Santa Mara dorm. 'There's nothing more complicated than a light bulb,' Dante said." "And Karowski knows that." "Who told me about that demon-possessed game?" Paula had that feeling again: something wasn't right here.But the video blocked her train of thought.There are many threads that I can't figure out.She needs a good night's sleep and a quiet place to rest and think quietly.Kaloski's words, the clues on the corpse, all these are connected by a thread.If she finds the thread, she can solve all the mysteries.But she has no time. Of course, my dreams of getting a good night's sleep are now over.she thinks. "Kalowski's diabolical madness doesn't bother me," Troy interjects, waiting for Paula to speak her mind. "The most serious thing is that he is challenging us to see if we can stop him from killing the next cardinal, and we are running out of time." "What can we do?" Antony asked. "He didn't show up at John Paul II's funeral. The cardinals are very well guarded now. There is a tight seal in the Santa Marta dormitory, and the whole Vatican is like an iron bucket." Paula bit her lip.She was thinking about the rules of the game for those psychopaths.Because now Kaloski made a new mistake: he left a clue they could look for. "Who sent this?" "I sent another new guy to find this lead. It was sent by a courier company. Twen Express, a local company in the Vatican. We haven't found the courier responsible for this route, but the monitor outside the building shows The car he was riding. The license plate is Guse Bastiana's name. 43 years old. He lives in Cahiro, 31 Pales Street." "no phone?" "The Motorcycle Registry does not have his phone number or information on that." "Perhaps in his wife's name," said Anthony. "Perhaps, but now that this is our most precious piece of evidence, I mean we need to walk and say, go, Father?" "Follow your order, doctor."

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