Hearing this, Mr. Riddle, or rather John, frowned tightly.

Graal seemed to see John's confusion and continued to explain:

"The priest of St. Brelade is a beast in disguise! He has connected a large number of dwarf mysteries from France, and is engaged in human trafficking business in St. Brelade, deceiving those homeless people to come over, and then selling them to France.

In addition, he was also a lecherous man who often preyed on Jersey natives.

Specially select those female believers..."

Graal stopped here and gestured to John with a lewd expression.

"I'm not talking nonsense! A big event happened in St. Brelade two years ago. At that time, the Shafiq brothers, sisters, nuns, and a large group of homeless people all disappeared.

Afterwards, the islanders rushed into St. Brelade, trying to find someone for the priest.

As a result, no one was found, but a secret room was found underground!

You can never imagine how horrific the scene in that secret room was!"

Gral swallowed nervously and said, "Anyway, many people who entered at that time vomited. There was dried blood and wreckage everywhere in the secret room!

Then, the things about the pastor were exposed.

Many local believers came forward to report him, and Mysterio also put all the blame on him.

It's a pity that rich people like him always have ways to escape punishment.

To this day, he is still living well in San Breladeri.

The only thing worth talking about is that the angry islanders attacked St. Brelade and smashed everything inside!

Nowadays, pastors can no longer deceive people.

St. Brelade's is completely deserted."

Graal's words were like needles piercing John's brain.

John could feel that some locked things in his mind were gradually emerging, but it was not yet there.

This made his head hurt extremely.

John could only press his temples hard and said in a hoarse voice:

"They just disappeared. How can you be sure that they are dead?"

"Isn't this obvious? If it falls into the hands of the pastor, how many good endings can there be? In other words, if the Shafik brothers and sisters are lucky, everyone else will definitely die!"

Graer shouted, "Especially the nuns. When the people of the Islands attacked St. Brelade, they found many torture instruments specially used to torture women in the priest's room.

Think about it, the pastor even dares to attack local female believers, so how can he let go of the nuns who are also at St. Brelade?

So the nun must have been tortured to death by the priest!"

John was silent.

He vaguely remembered that he had indeed seen some scars on the nun's body.

Could it be that these scars were left by priests torturing nuns?

In fact, before coming, John was already convinced that the nun was indeed dead.

And the nun's death must be related to the priest and the mysterious guest.

This is not evidence he collected.

It's a feeling in the dark.

But he really didn't expect that the nun would have been tortured like a priest for a long time!

Anger was burning in John's chest.

This made his face become more and more ferocious and terrifying, and he even had the urge to roar loudly.

Looking at this scene, Grall also felt fear in his heart.

He was not stupid. John was behaving so strangely now, so he naturally sensed something was wrong.

But the fifty thousand pounds had blindfolded him.

He hesitated for a moment and finally said:

"Mr. Riddle, what I said is true. If you still don't believe it, you can ask Mr. Oliver."

"Mr. Oliver?"

John's eyes moved slightly and he murmured softly.

John still has an impression of this man.

When they were at St. Brelade's, Mr. Oliver was the only person besides the nuns who was really good to them.

This kind-hearted gentleman would bring delicious food to John and Michelle every time he came to attend a grand ceremony. He even proposed to the nun that he would sponsor John's education at Jersey Middle School.

This is a truly kind man!

"Yes, Mr. Oliver was the organizer who led the islanders to attack St. Brelade. After the Shafik brothers, sisters and nuns disappeared, he has been trying to find them. It was also he who hired a private detective to investigate the priest and the mysterious guest.

Those evil deeds. He also hired a lawyer and wanted to send the pastor to jail..."

Gral suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and then changed the topic, "But don't think he is a good person. I feel that he must have other purposes for being so good to the Shafik brothers and sisters and the nuns.

So, the fifty thousand pounds should actually be given to me!"

John didn't speak, he just glanced at Graal and threw a bulging brown paper bag over.

Graal couldn't wait to open it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Because what was inside was a bag full of banknotes!

"Great! Great!"

Graal said tremblingly.

With such a large amount of money, he can pay off his debts and leave the performing troupe.

Then, maybe he can find a quiet countryside to settle down and live the life he dreams of!

Graal knelt at John's feet and kept saying words of thanks.

John just looked at him condescendingly, with no emotion in his deep eyes.

He kicked away Graal's head, which was trying to kiss his feet, and said in Parseltongue to the python in the glass box next to him:

"kill him."

The sealed upper cover of the glass box suddenly disappeared.

The python spit out a snake message and stuck its head out of the glass box.

The strange hissing sound and the changes in the glass box did not attract Graal's attention.

At this moment, all his attention was attracted by the bag of pounds.

John put on his gentleman's hat and walked out of the camp.

Graal's words caused a great deal of irritation to him.

But if you want to restore your memory, this is not enough.

John has decided to go to Mr. Oliver, the client, and inquire about the secret room in St. Brelade's underground room.

He had a hunch that this had a great connection with him.

Maybe once we get there, everything will be clear.

And when John walked away, the python finally came out of the glass box.

It bent its body into a bow shape, then pounced out, biting Grall's head fiercely.

This sudden turn of events startled Graal. He screamed and tried to escape from the snake's mouth, but the next moment, the python's thick body had already wrapped around his body.

As the snake's body shrank tighter and tighter, Graal's screams gradually became fainter.

Until this moment, he was holding on to the brown paper bag.

But as John left, the brown paper bag was slowly changing.

Eventually, all the pounds inside turned into leaves and fell to the ground.

The little remaining vitality in Graal also dissipated.

The python let go of Graal, who was already as soft as mud, and opened its mouth as wide as possible, ready to start eating.

At this moment, a rune glowing with blood suddenly appeared on Graal's body.

Under the shroud of blood light, Grall's flesh and blood gradually melted away, turning into pure life energy and blending into the runes.
Chapter completed!