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Chapter 432 The Investigation Department will always be your home!
Kosander looked back and found that this person... looked familiar, but he didn't have a deep impression of him. This should be the first time he saw him today, and before... Oh oh oh, he remembered.

This person is Nicola Somillian, the “headache” of the Holy See three months ago.

Bishop Campion had told him before that Nicholas would come to the Holy See to visit him privately soon, but he was so absorbed in the Saint's Parade at the time that he paid no attention.

I didn't expect that he would arrive today and catch up with the battle just now, which made the current number one inventor of the Western Continent embarrassed.

"Mr. Nicholas? How disrespectful! You are a distinguished guest of our Holy See, and I have allowed you to witness an unpleasant scene on your first day of visit.

Please wait a moment, I will arrange for the priest to take you to find a place to rest, and we will chat tomorrow."

"Mr. Kosander, I am also a friend of Mr. Rui... Mr. Saint Baran. You don't have to be polite to me."

What was Nicholas doing here this time? He was here to take his son to see a doctor. At this time, the genius inventor was also a little confused. It turned out that Mr. Richie was Saint Barlaan, and then he asked me to bring Alva to the Holy See to see the Saint...

Isn't this unnecessary? You are a saint, why don't you just inform the saint? Why do you want me to come to the Holy See?

Oh... after thinking about it for a while, Nicholas understood that Saint Barlaan was testing himself to see if his heart was sincere!

We have to show some appreciation at critical moments!
This time Nicholas went out to see his son, so he took more gold and less silver, thinking of a poor family with a rich journey, and he was not poor anyway.

Nicholas, who had just passed by Kosander, happened to hear that the Holy See was having cash difficulties.

Then don't hesitate! For Alva, I have to help him. And I'm not asking him to donate money, I'm just borrowing some to solve the urgent problem. The Holy See is so big and powerful, can it refuse to pay its debts?
"Then...thank you for your help."

Kosander nodded. It was Saint Baraan who stopped the Inquisitor from assassinating Nicholas a few months ago. This time, Nicholas followed Saint Baraan to the Holy See.

Don't ask, this must be a close descendant of the saint. Don't be polite to him, just borrow it first.

"Mr. Nicholas, I wonder what Saint Baran is busy with? I have a few things to discuss with the Saint."

"Ricky... No, Saint Baran called."

Liu Yonglu really called. Didn’t Nikola just say that the general director was looking for him? Liu Yonglu thought about it and realized that he hadn’t called the headquarters for a long time.

The main reason is that this trip is not a business trip, and there is no specific task to report.

The priest of the Holy Virgin found him a relatively clean little room with a telephone, and Liu Yonglu called the number.

"Special Incident Investigations Unit, this is operator Oliver."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister, I, Ricky, the chief elder asked me to call him back, so I did.

Is there something urgent? If our company is going to give out some flour or oil on Candlemas, please save some for me.

I will go back to the Investigation Department in a few days and do the removal myself."

There was still a familiar silence on the other end of the phone. This was the good thing about talking to Liu Yonglu on the phone. Oliver never had to use any code words. She could tell just by the accent that the person on the other end was definitely not a fake.

"General Norman! General Norman! It's Saint Baran's call! Hahaha!"

After a while, Oliver's rare joyful shout was heard from the other end of the phone. After four or five seconds, General Norman's nostalgic low voice sounded in the receiver.

"Norman, Chief of the Special Investigation Department of Moses Sad, Your Excellency Saint Baran, is there anything I can help you with?"

Liu Yonglu on the other end of the phone curled his lips:
"Master Chief, can you please let me play the cymbals? Good fellow, I'm Ricky, not Saint Barlan. If you change my name, I won't even have a place to worry about my pension."

"Rich, tell me honestly, are you Saint Baran?"

"If you say I am, then I am. If you say I am not, then I am also not."

"Oliver, please make a note of this. Ricky's subsidy will not be issued for the time being. Go back and sort out his file and send it to the Holy See so that he can be listed on the Holy See in the future."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Chief, I'm not kidding you.

To put it simply, I wasn’t one at first, but they thought I was. Then I really was one, and they believed it even more. But for our investigation department, it’s OK to just pretend I’m not one. Anyway, whether I’m one or not has nothing to do with our work.”

"Ricky... How about this, you simply answer me, you didn't cause any trouble to the Holy See, did you? Or if you did, they wouldn't track you down to the Investigation Department, right?"

"What are you thinking, old man! When we come out to do things, we represent Moses Sadat! We represent the image of our investigation department! How can we..." "It's also possible not to represent..."

"You... don't you know what I have done these past two days? No, what merits have I accomplished?"

Liu Yonglu lit a cigarette and recounted in detail his great achievements.

"Well, it's just as I expected, Ricky. I knew you wouldn't let me down, and the Investigation Department will always be your home, kid."

General Norman's relieved voice came from the other end of the phone.

"By the way, Mr. Chief Elder, please don't ask me all the time. I want to ask you, how are the preparations for investigating the Lost Sea going? I will be back in two days, can I leave now?"

"Don't worry, Ricky. The preparations are in good order. Lin Brown is an expert in ocean exploration, and Kogan is helping him prepare supplies. Now the ship you are on is ready.

The vanguard of the investigation department left the port last weekend, and you should be able to get first-hand investigation data after you go out to sea."

"Okay, that's nice. I'll find some books about the Lost Sea in the Holy See and then we'll set off!"

Liu Yonglu exchanged a few more words of ridicule with the chief elder on the phone before hanging up.

Well, we are about to go out to sea. This time, we need to deal with the issue of getting the quilt wet before going to the Lost Sea. Liu Yonglu still remembers the countdown to the evil god.

then……

Liu Yonglu walked forward while thinking about something. When he turned a corner, he heard two priests talking in the corridor. To be more precise, they were arguing...

"Throughout the ages, religious scholars have spoken of the five holy objects left behind by the saint. Although they are not recorded in the canon, they are not necessarily groundless!"

When Liu Yonglu heard this... the five sacred objects, they must be my "five instruments".

“I just found the evidence recently. They are all ancient books written on papyrus. According to legend, the saint left five holy objects in the world, which carry the original compassion and power.

However, the book records that these holy objects seem to have never been in the hands of one person, and sometimes appear and sometimes disappear.

But now..."

“The evidence is incontrovertible. All holy relics belong to Saint Barlaan. Doesn’t this mean that in the past, when holy relics appeared in the world, Saint Barlaan was always present.

Perhaps those fables and legends are not accidental, but are the result of the guidance of the saint, so that people..."

Liu Yonglu stood there and listened for a while, then he understood...the two people in the corridor were religious scholars, and they were studying how to sing wedding songs for themselves.

Liu Yonglu had accidentally asked Botticelli to prepare the "Five Sacred Objects", which had changed the past to a certain extent. In the religious stories of the Saints' Sect, there were more records about the "Five Sacred Objects".

Today, Liu Yonglu stood on the high platform again, holding the holy object to fight against the heretics, and all the clues were connected.

The five holy objects came from the saint and were passed to Saint Balaam so that he could practice the will of universal love.

In the fables of the Saint's School, those good deeds and good deeds related to the "Five Sacred Objects" that appeared out of nowhere also fell on Liu Yonglu's head.

"Cough cough..."

It's not the same thing to always listen through the window, so Liu Yonglu walked out while picking his ears.

"Your Excellency Saint Baran."

The two religious scholars blushed, probably because they had guessed that Saint Balaam had heard their entire conversation of flattery.

But this is not shameful. Saint Barlaam did a great job in saving the Holy See from danger today.

Thinking of this, one of them lowered his head and asked embarrassedly:

“Your Excellency Saint Barlaan, in your opinion, how should we commemorate and praise the loyal souls who have noble character and practice compassionate will?
Write a book? Create a statue to honor and worship him? Or set up a festival to…"

The priest's meaning is clear, we are ready to praise you! In terms of form, you can choose one yourself!
"Well... have you ever heard of the pennant?"

(End of this chapter)