The royal city of Tourmaline Closter.
To the east of the central area is the Bounty Church.
A group of believers suddenly cried out in surprise, because they saw that the three black-robed monks who had entered the round door on the ground before had returned, but the leading man was holding a young man in his hand.
"Petel! You damn bastard!"
Ms. Fana suddenly stood up excitedly and wanted to rush over, but was held back by her husband Johnston. She couldn't help but curse and look at him with hatred, wishing she could eat him up.
"I sincerely consider you as a friend, why did you lie to me like this...Petel! Look at me!"
Johnston said to Petel in a deep voice.
Golov grabbed the opponent by the collar and forced him to kneel on the ground. Facing Johnston's questioning, he slowly raised his head, sneered and said:
"Because only a fool like you is so easy to deceive..."
“Damn it!”
Johnston couldn't help cursing.
The believers in the church were surprised and excited to see that the monks sent by Father Jack actually caught the swindler.
"This is the power of the True God Church..."
“Father Jack possesses extraordinary powers granted by God. No matter where the villains flee to, they will be captured and brought back… It’s great that we can get the protection of the Bountiful Church!”
"Praise the God of Contracts, praise the Council of Generosity!"
The believers spoke excitedly and couldn't help but pray.
Immediately, they turned their attention to Father Jack, wanting to see how he would deal with the matter next.
Chen Lun walked down to the stage holding a Bible, and Golov and the other two bowed to him.
"Master Jack, Petel has been captured."
“You guys did a great job.”
He complimented.
Immediately, Chen Lun glanced at Peter indifferently. When the latter saw Chen Lun, he couldn't help but shudder all over... He recognized this young man in the black hat. He had seen him on the Pearl Bamogo. The other party was a senior clergyman of the Generous Council.
At first he was in awe and planned to stop, but the other party didn't seem to care about a small figure like him... Until the other party got off the boat and left, Petel's mind became restless again. A seed called "luck" took root in his heart, prompting him to feel that his plan could still be implemented.
However, he didn't expect that the matter had already ended successfully. He even fled to Viscount Ryan's mansion with the money, avoiding the sight of the Royal City Security Station... But he was easily found by Father Jack and captured.
At this moment, Pert deeply understood how powerful the Orthodox Church was and how ignorant and stupid he was.
He felt very regretful in his heart.
It's not that he regretted the crime he committed, but he was upset that he shouldn't have done it under Jack's nose.
"Petel, I actually gave you a chance."
Chen Lun looked directly into the other person's eyes and spoke softly.
"At that time on the Pearl Bamogo, you used the sequence ability of the [Trickster] to guide Johnston to take a keen interest in the business you mentioned... According to the "Sun Code" and the "Containment Regulations", I should have suppressed you at that time, but I didn't do so."
He paused.
Petel's expression was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the other party had seen through him at that time, but he was still like a naive fool, thinking that the plan was perfect.
The other party is definitely a transcendent who is much higher in sequence than himself!
When Petel realized this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Father Jack 's expression became more serious.
"Because I am also a wild supernatural person, I know how difficult it is for this group... At that time, I let you go because you didn't do anything seriously harmful. But I didn't expect you to be so greedy and reckless. Not only did you use your own supernatural power to defraud a huge amount of property and humiliate my followers, you also dared to challenge the authority of the Orthodox Church."
Patel suddenly felt extremely uneasy. He lowered his head deeply and said in a trembling voice:
"I...I know I was wrong, Father Jack, please spare my life, I will give you all the money..."
"Innocent."
Chen Lun shook his head indifferently.
"Of course you have to hand over the stolen money, but what you did is no longer an ordinary crime. It is a 'mysterious endangerment incident'... If you don't want to be taken to the interrogation room, confess the entire process of the crime now ."
Petel's expression was distorted, and he was suffering from inner torment and struggle.
Finally, he sighed in frustration and honestly told his plan.
It turned out that his target was not only Johnston. While deliberately approaching him, he also looked for three other targets... After arriving in the royal city, Petel gradually drained the money of these people and ran away with the money.
Viscount Ryan was his new target, but before he could close the net, he was caught by Chen Lun. The so-called "Sharin Two-Wheeled Scooter Company" was actually a shell company he hired to set up, a tool for setting up the scheme.
"Should I say you are smart or stupid?"
Chen Lun shook his head.
"This is the royal city. How dare you, a Sequence Eight Transcendent, stir up trouble..."
He immediately took out a pen and paper, wrote a letter, handed it to Golov beside him, and told him:
"Send this letter to the Royal City Shelter and give it to Miss Mona. Ask her to send someone to assist our sect in thoroughly investigating the 'Sharin Two-Wheeled Scooter Company' and recover the stolen money in a timely manner... As for Petel, we will handle it ourselves."
"Yes, Master Jack."
Golov replied respectfully.
Chen Lun then pressed Peter to reveal the whereabouts of the rest of the stolen money. The latter did not dare to hide it and said that the bank receipt was with him.
Now things were much easier. Chen Lun returned the money to the Johnstons and warned them to be cautious in doing business and not to trust others easily... He also gave a lecture on the teachings of "The Document of Justice" in front of the believers present, perfectly achieving the purpose of promoting the Generous Parliament.
The Johnstons were overjoyed. They didn't expect to get back the original amount of money they were defrauded of. They also witnessed Petel's miserable condition with their own eyes. They felt their emotions go up and down like a roller coaster.
They were very grateful to Father Jack. Without him, there would not have been such a perfect result.
"Father Jack, I...we don't know how to thank you!"
Johnston said excitedly.
His wife Fana rolled her eyes at her husband, then looked at Chen Lun sincerely.
"Father Jack, thank you so much for everything you have done for us. We plan to donate one thousand gold pounds to the Generous Council as a thank you gift."
"No need, both of you."
Chen Lun smiled and shook his head.
"It's a good thing that the money has been recovered. You don't need to feel burdened. This is just what I should do... Your company has not yet started and the funds are limited. Don't waste it here."
"this……"
The Johnstons looked at each other.
Father Jack's figure suddenly became taller in their eyes.
It is truly admirable that such a person is so self-disciplined and has such noble character.
Even the believers who watched the whole process bowed their heads to Chen Lun and respectfully recited Father Jack's name and the prayer of the Generous Council.
"Well, now that the matter has been resolved, today's service should end."
Chen Lun returned to the bulletin board holding the Bible, looked down at the nearly one hundred believers with a smile, and said, bathed in their respectful gazes:
"Praise the God of Contract, may you all be well today."
"Thank you for your blessing, Father Jack."
The believers bowed one after another.
"Praise the God of Contract."
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The central area of ​​Wangcheng.
The residence of Viscount Ryan.
In the corridor on the second floor of the villa, a man with a mustache was standing next to the desk near the bedroom. He was holding the receiver of a wired telephone, wiping his sweat while waiting quietly.
This "new" communication equipment is a technological product that has only emerged in recent years. It also made a splash at the Imperial Exhibition. The homes of the powerful and wealthy businessmen in the royal city are basically equipped with such telephones.
But the communication range is limited to the royal city area.
Soon, accompanied by a beep, an impatient, deep male voice came from the other end of the phone:
"who?"
"Secretary Pokar, it's me, Ryan..."
Viscount Ryan said respectfully.
Pocar was a clerk of the Sun Royal Family, a high-ranking official with great power, and even ordinary nobles had to treat him with courtesy. The two were good friends, so Viscount Ryan planned to ask for help.
"It's Ryan. Is there something important that you called me about? I'm sorting out the minutes of today's royal meeting..."
"Oh, I'm so sorry to bother you. I'll call you back later."
Viscount Ryan said quickly.
"It's okay, just tell me what you want to say."
Secretary Pokar said with a chuckle.
"Well, this is what I have. I have a good friend..."
Viscount Ryan took a deep breath and then told him about Peter.
He hoped that the other party could help him rescue Peter and promised to give him half of the gold pounds he earned from investment during this period.
After hearing his words, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.
"Ryan, are you sure that friend you mentioned was really wronged? As the new Orthodox Church, the Council of Generosity will not arrest criminals for no reason at this time..."
"this……"
Viscount Ryan was a little hesitant, but still insisted that Peter had done nothing wrong.
"Is there nothing you can do?"
Secretary Pokar seemed to be in a dilemma. After hesitating for a moment, he told Viscount Ryan through the microphone:
"Perhaps you don't know yet, the highest leader of the Royal City Church of the Generous Council has arrived yesterday. His name is Jackspeight, and he is one of the ten archons of the Senate. He is quite famous. Even His Majesty the Prince has heard of him and seems to think highly of him... This arrest operation was most likely ordered by him."
"Jackspeight..."
Viscount Ryan chewed on the name and then sighed.
"I understand, Secretary Pokar. In that case , let's forget about Petel's matter..."
"Wait a minute, Ryan."
Pocar seemed unwilling to give up what Ryan called "remuneration and dividends", and after thinking about it, he came up with an idea for him.
"Jackspeight is not easy to offend. Even I can't help you rescue him, but there is someone who can."
"who?"
Viscount Ryan raised his eyebrows and asked quickly.
"Lord Abhiram Trishul."
The deep voice of Secretary Pokar came from the other end of the microphone.
"He is not only a member of the Sun Royal Family, but also a good friend of Archbishop Terrence of the Sun Church... Archbishop Terrence had a conflict with Jackspeight before, and Duke Abilama was furious about it. If we ask him for help, it may be possible."
"Duke Abiram..."
Viscount Ryan's eyes lit up.
He understood what Pokar meant, which was to use the Duke's hatred for Jack to achieve his own goals. But he was a little distressed, because although he was also a noble, he had never had any contact with such a big man.
"Ryan, don't worry, I can help you make connections... I was invited to a banquet at the Duke of Abirama's mansion some time ago, and I have this gentleman's contact information."
Pokar laughed.
Viscount Ryan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this.
"Thank you so much, Secretary Pokar."
"You're welcome. As friends we should help each other, right?"
There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone.
Viscount Ryan had a clear idea in his mind and felt that Peter could probably be saved.
However, just a week later.
The news that Petel had been sentenced to three hundred years in prison and imprisoned in the prison of the Bountiful Church spread quickly, and so did the news that the Bountiful Council was doing its utmost to protect its believers.
The reputation of Father Jack and the Generous Council became more and more famous in the Royal City.
When Viscount Ryan heard the news from his butler, he was stunned.
He immediately called his good friend Pokar to inquire about the matter.
Unexpectedly, the other party's tone was angry, and he scolded him directly:
"Ryan, didn't you tell me that Petel was innocent? But the Generous Council directly produced more than ten pieces of evidence, proving that the guy is indeed an extraordinary criminal. He is a [Fraudster] who is best at deceiving people..."
"Sorry, Pokar, I didn't know Petel was a liar."
Ryan was a little flustered and explained hurriedly.
He immediately realized that the investment he had been persuaded by Petel to make would most likely be in vain. Although Ryan wanted to confirm it now, he did not dare to hang up the phone.
Pokar sighed twice and said:
"Duke Abiram agreed to help, but there is no room for maneuver in this matter... The Duke even went to the Bountiful Church in person to ask for someone, but Jack didn't give him any face at all."
Viscount Ryan's heart sank.
He just felt that he was in a terrible mood. Not only would he lose the money he had, but he might also offend Duke Abiram.
"But don't worry, the Duke told me privately that he won't let it go... Jack humiliated him in public, and he plans to teach Jack a lesson at the dinner party hosted by the prince after the Empire Celebration Day, so that the Generous Council will lose face and lose its foothold in the royal city... By then, as long as Jack is transferred away, there will be room for manipulation in the matter of Petel."
Pokar said slowly.
Ryan listened in silence and finally nodded, which was a glimmer of hope.
"Well, let's leave it at that for now. You are not qualified to attend the prince's dinner. I will give you a seat at the end of the invitation list. Let's see what the Duke has to offer."
"Thank you so much, Secretary Pokar."