Chapter 93
Late at night, someone was carrying a box, followed by several people behind him and came to a mansion.
The leader was Jeffrey Rastoller, behind him, and Oguf was there too.
"Auguff stays, others leave."
Everyone dispersed and hid into the night, only Aguf followed him into the door.
The area of the house is not large, and you can roughly see the appearance and decoration with the light of the street lights. It should belong to the relatively old type. The walls extending upwards of the base are attached to some plants. The colors cannot be seen clearly in the night.
When you open the door, the layout inside can only be said to be ordinary, and it belongs to the category that must be the last choice when renting a house.
This is the residence of Jeffrey Rastolle, three years ago and nothing changed after three years.
Although his identity is no longer comparable.
The two of them each carried kerosene lamps from the door and went straight to the study room in the room. It was actually a place where the grocery room was connected to half of the living room and transformed.
"What are your thoughts at the previous party?"
The two had previously participated in a regular small meeting of the Shia Church. The place was hidden and there were a lot more people than the last time. Several senior officials of the church were present.
The content of the meeting is nothing more than the recent development of the church, which industries have been secretly controlled, how many believers have developed, etc.
“The church is developing well, with more and more people…”
Compared to three years ago, the church today is naturally well developed in Puston City. As for the personnel, Ogoff can feel many people who are stronger than him in the venue.
He thought he was outstanding among ordinary people, but he was still far behind them.
These people are all strange disciples, and most of them follow behind several other senior officials, but Jeffrey Rastoller was the only one who was by his side.
"Haha, it's developing very well, and the more people there are... Do you really treat yourself as a department store? The more employees, the better?"
Today's meeting seems to be blooming everywhere, everyone is developing, and there are a few more crises hidden behind it.
He lived in this dilapidated house for three years, nostalgia? What is there to remember in this kind of life!
So far, he only has such an ordinary person under his command. Do you think he has great expectations for August?
But Rastole didn't say much, and he wouldn't say these words to one of his subordinates.
How can words be called in the heart?
Put the suitcase on the table, put the kerosene lamp aside, turn on the left and right iron buckles, and there is another iron box inside, 1 foot long and half a foot wide.
A special copper lock is added on it, and what is needed is not a key, but a password.
The sound of the mechanical release was particularly crisp in the quiet study.
Without opening it directly, Rastole turned his head and glanced at Augustus. The latter was stunned and then took three steps back, with his expression blurring in the shadow.
This is a book, which the church calls a devil's remains or a gift from the devil.
He prefers the original title - Book of Darkness.
The cover of the book is pitch black, without any patterns or images, and the material is unknown. I only know that this black is not stained with pigments. It is not smooth to touch it with my hands, but a little roughness. The light cast by the kerosene lamp cannot make the writing shine. All the lights that appear to be sucked into the cover.
"No matter how many times I see it, it's still so heart-wrenching. How can they be qualified to have you? Please allow me to touch you, my... treasure."
Since the Church of Shia received the Book of Darkness, several senior officials took turns to watch over it. According to their statement, it was to ensure that the Book of Darkness was always transferred, without a fixed holder, and to ensure its safety to the greatest extent.
In fact, everyone knows it well that this is just because everyone wants to unravel the secrets of the Dark Book alone and then occupy the treasures in it.
Take the book from the box to the table, take off the gloves of your hands, and turn on the cover. On the title page is a special text, exactly the same type as the text on the lost stone slab.
However, after another page, it was completely blank and there was no content. From now on, it was like this.
This thick and dark book has only the first page of content that really reveals. This incident bothers everyone who has read this book.
"How is the progress of what you have done in the past few days?"
Rastole had known about the situation inside for a long time, and was not surprised. While flipping through the blank pages, he asked.
"Those gentlemen have not covered up their behavior recently. Although they are in the name of others, they buy luxury houses, collect jewelry, and squander them wantonly. It is easy to find out the flow of their assets."
"In their eyes, the church is just a prop for making money. If you make enough money, you will naturally have to spend it. The book is full of holes... Relying on its special identity, it seems that nothing has happened before, sorting out those things and slowly sending them to the police station after a while. None of these people can be kept."
If an organization wants to grow, financial income is the key. If there is no money, can it rely on their teachings to fool people in the upper class?
People only believe in one religion - money!
There are always people who can't see the situation clearly. In their eyes, the church is equal to a factory, and the initial capital is investment.
If you think that the church makes money, it becomes their vault and asks for it. After all, they are the founders of the church and the earliest investor of that part of the capital.
Of course there is nothing wrong with getting money. If you don’t make money and don’t have the power, then what should you do to build this church?
It's not like playing house after being full.
But there is a gap between the two words "Free flow" and "Free draining from the bottom of the pot".
"Send to... Police Station? Wouldn't it attract the attention of the government and the Justice Church? If they catch the handle and uproot the entire church..."
Isn’t it digging a grave to the police station to sort out the evidence of high-level crimes in my church?
"Catch the handle, ha, do you think the police can't find these? Auguff, you underestimate the government and the church of justice too much. With the help of those idiots, I can't hide it. Is the recent sign not obvious enough?"
When you both leave the tiger's den and encounter a pack of wolves, if you don't want to die, throw out the bloody fresh meat.
Rastole wants to buy time for himself.
"There is one more thing, about Your Excellency Krato..."
"Needless to say, I know very well about that guy. An arrogant guy is arrogant and he just makes trouble. I didn't think well at the beginning, but it doesn't matter. He is so "active", I have to thank him... I will ask you to contact Mr. Grant in the past two days. I can take the church things, so of course I can do it."
Since he was destined to be destroyed, he didn't mind adding fire.
Jeffrey Rastoller never thought of fighting to the end with the Justice Church and the government, that was an extremely stupid decision.
Chapter completed!