Chapter 941 Confused

"Why can women worry about global warming while still turning on the lights in broad daylight?" O'Sullivan looked back at the cleaner who turned on all the lights in the office. She seemed to be very skilled at doing this job, crackling.

After pressing the button, she pushed her car away.

"Who took the video?" Mills said in despair.

The protagonist in the picture is Angela, and the camera keeps moving with her, indicating that this is not a fixed camera position.

"Her friend, Scott Davis." O'Sullivan took a bite of the donut and looked at the information.

"They are a couple?"

"No, they are just friends. Sgat's parents do not support his association with Angela."

"really? Why?"

"Scart is the kind of person who will go to the Ivy League in the future. Angela's ability to get into a state university depends on luck, but you can tell by looking at her. She is very beautiful. What boy can refuse her request?"

Angela on TV has a very bright smile. She is filming the growth of plants in an abandoned church and talking about the magical power of nature.

All in all, humans lose and nature wins. Protecting the environment is not for public welfare, but to protect the environment that humans rely on for their livelihood. This is the second time Mills has watched it, and he has not seen anything strange in the whole process.

Research from Stanford University found that women are twice as likely as men to suffer from anxiety disorders. Why do they feel anxious? It’s because they like to think wildly.

Women have more anxious thoughts, including about health, body shape, social interaction, etc. If the sky falls, Atlas will hold it up, so what’s the use of being nervous?

How nice it would be to be as innocent and carefree as Angela.

Angela is a typical "America's sweetheart". It is hard to imagine that a cheerleader like her who brought joy to people would take the road of suicide.

"She has blue eyes." Mills looked at the TV and said, "Do you think it looks weird?"

"Do you want to go to the morgue?"

Mills glanced at the scorching sun outside and remained silent.

"Oh, you're scared!" O'Sullivan shouted as if he had seen a miracle.

"Shut up!" Mills shouted impatiently.

"Are you still the same David Mills I knew?"

Mills didn't answer him immediately.

"He didn't kill me. His gun was aimed right here. All he had to do was pull the trigger." Mills pointed at his temple with his index finger. "I don't know what made him let me go. I said at the time

'No', I think his other victims said the same thing, he could have chosen not to listen, I thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out, if I died, would Trish and my daughter survive?

, I will become another police officer killed in the line of duty. When my daughter grows up, she would be 12 years old this year, about the same age as Angela, but then the "Seven Deadly Sins Killer" may still be at large.

, she might volunteer to become a police officer in order to avenge me, but one day she might die on the street like me, next to a trash can. I still remember the smell of trash, and I don’t want to die.

In the trash, but when I fired, Trish's face flashed before my eyes, not the bloody face in the cardboard box, but the clean, lifeless blue eyes."

"Okay, stop talking," O'Sullivan advised.

"She doesn't look like a living person, more like a sculpture or a wax figure. It doesn't look real, but in my eyes, she looks so real. But Angela said, none of this is real. What does she mean?

?”

"Do not pay attention to what she said."

"No, I can feel pain, sadness and fear. These are all real to me, but she said none of them are real, so what is real?"

"How about you go back? I can do it alone." O'Sullivan said dryly.

"Do you know what hell is like? A group of mindless people are circling in the darkness with two whirlpool-like waves, constantly bumping into each other, cursing and accusing each other. These people do not distinguish between good and evil in life and after death.

It’s beyond recognition. There were two people who went to the abandoned church at that time, or at least two people. Why did something happen to Angela, but the boy named Sgater was fine? "

O'Sullivan opened his mouth.

"A top student doesn't look like someone who would do bad things." Mills stood up. "I bet Scat won a science prize or something. It's totally impossible to have anything to do with 'superstition'. Don't be fooled by a serial killer."

The idiot detective, don’t let him win.”

"Did you really see the hell just now?" O'Sullivan asked.

"No, someone else told me after seeing it."

"who?"

"Damn it Dante!" Mills walked backwards out of the cubicle. "Look, I'm no longer the David Mills you know."

After turning around, Mills's expression became calm and composed, looking very much like old William.

Twelve years is enough time for a person to complete elementary school, junior high school, and high school. In other words, it is enough time for an illiterate person to become a "reader."

Mills picked up the phone and made a call. He took a sip of coffee and immediately threw it into the trash can with disgust on his face.

"It seems that some things have not changed." He murmured, just as the call was connected.

"She's dead." Mills said nothing nonsense and went straight to the point.

"How did you die?" came the voice of the Detroit pastoral administrator on the other end of the phone.

"She jumped off a building and was hit by a car," Mills said. "But she was not the only one in the house at the time, and you would never believe what happened..."

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On the other side of the world, the sun had set. In a moment of relaxing tranquility, Veronica slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, she was in the room arranged for her by the abbess, with a fairly comfortable bed, a table, and a cross for prayer, but no other furniture.

The money Laola earned from her part-time job was only enough for herself. She always complained that she had no place to store clothes, and at the same time she complained that she had no clothes to wear. But in Veronica's eyes, Laola had so many clothes that she couldn't even wear one piece a day.

It’s the same again.

Although Veronica does not work to support the family like Monica, she knows how to try not to increase the burden on her mother.

Although this room was simple, she had it all to herself. She breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at the peeling ceiling in a daze.

How did she get here?

She tried to remember, but her memory was as white as a napkin. She couldn't remember what happened.

“Love is patient, love is kind; love does not envy; love does not boast, is not arrogant, does not do rude things, does not seek its own, is not easily angered, does not take into account a wrong done to others, does not rejoice in injustice,

Delights only with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things; love never fails.”

Veronica sat by the bed and sang softly. This song is called The True Meaning of Love, which comes from the Bible's interpretation of the True Meaning of Love in 1 Corinthians.

In her opinion, the lyrics of this song express the "truth" about love.

In the Book of Genesis, God created the world from Monday to Saturday, and things like worshiping God naturally had to take priority, so they were done on the first day of every week, so Sunday is also the first day of every week.

Why did God create this world? Is it really just to punish those "sinners"? So this world is actually a prison for him?

She clenched the rosary beads in her hand and began to pray in a low voice.

She sincerely hopes that this world is made for love.

In order to have the manuscript published, Joanne Catherine Rowling agreed to the publisher's request to change her name to be more "masculine" and changed her name to J.K. Rowling.

Parents will encourage boys to explore freely, while telling girls to "pay attention to safety."

Voldemort was definitely a top student when he was in school, and he was also the president of the student union

Today is World Culture and Heritage Day, celebrating in the middle of the night
Chapter completed!