York frowned and looked at the vast ruins not far away. People were working hard on the ruins, clearing away the rubble and searching for the buried corpses. Most of them were rotten and dry at this time, but people could still

The first thing I recognized was that they were their family members.

Cries could be heard from time to time in the ruins, and the hysterical sadness touched York's heartstrings. He gently wiped the cross on his chest, lowered his head and prayed.

When York raised his head again, he noticed that the ruins were suddenly crowded with people. Everyone seemed to be discussing something, and faint shouts could be heard.

Afraid of causing a disturbance, York strode over and maintained order. When he squeezed through the crowd, he only saw a sad woman holding a rotting corpse and crying bitterly.

Tragedies like this have become commonplace in Greystone Town after the disaster, and York doesn't understand why there was a riot this time.

"Father...Father York..."

Seeing York, the woman sadly called York's name. People around her didn't need to say anything. The woman spread her hands, completely exposing the body to York's eyes.

York knew why she was so sad.

The deceased was the woman's son, but the body seemed to have been desecrated. All the clothes and accessories on the body had disappeared.

York knew that before the disaster, their family was considered a wealthy family in Greystone Town, and someone took away the belongings of the deceased.

"What's going on?" York asked in a low voice to the person next to him.

"We searched here a few days ago and found no bodies, but today suddenly there was a body here. We dug it out, and this is what it looked like."

The man was the police chief of the small town. After the disaster, there were very few police forces left. His face showed the same fatigue as York.

"We suspect that someone dug it up somewhere else, took away all its money, and buried it here again."

"Blasphemy!"

York looked angry and roared in his throat.

The disaster had caused so much sorrow. York had not expected that someone would desecrate the corpse in such a tragedy. Even a gentle man like York felt a surge of anger at this time.

"Any clues?" York asked.

"No," the police chief raised his head and glanced at the high walls around him. "At night, you can't see anything clearly here."

The woman hugged the deceased and continued to cry. She cursed the sinner who desecrated the body in a low voice, vowing to make him experience the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

York half-knelt beside the deceased, grabbed the stiff hand, lowered his head and prayed for the deceased.

"Thank you, Father," the woman said.

"nothing."

After the prayer, York stood up again. He looked around and noticed a sneaky figure in the distance.

The vision was a little blurry, but York still recognized the other person, it was Gami.

In an instant, York remembered last night's confession.

"I did something wrong. I got wealth that didn't belong to me from the dead."

Reminiscing about the change in Jiami's clothes, the incident has become very clear. Jiami did this.

York suppressed his anger, crossed the crowd, and strode towards Jia Mi. Jia Mi also noticed York's arrival. His expression was a little panicked, but he quickly calmed down, and then a strange smile appeared.

meaning.

Gami is always like this, standing in the shadow of the alley, smiling like this at the people on the street. People say that he is like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

"Did you do it?" York's voice was low.

There was a trace of panic in Jami's eyes, but he quickly calmed down, "What do you mean? Father."

"Don't act stupid, you did it, right?"

York grabbed Gami's hand. Gami wore a silver ring on his fingertips, and dark red blood stains could be seen in the gaps between the patterns.

Gami broke free from York's hand and took a step back. More shadows fell on him.

"Are you accusing me? Father," Gami said without giving up, "you need evidence."

"The proof is your confession to me last night!"

York was approaching again. He thought that Gami had turned a new leaf, but in the end he was walking on the dark road without looking back.

"Confess? Have I confessed to you?" Jami asked, "If I confessed to you...why do you know that the person who confessed is me?"

York was speechless for a moment, and his rising anger also cooled down a bit. According to doctrine, when listening to a confession, the priest must protect the privacy of the penitent. Even if he knows who the penitent is, he must pretend not to know. What's more, in last night's confession, there was a

In the darkness, York didn't see Gami's face at all.

"I will not protect criminals," York said.

"You accuse me of being a criminal, but where is the evidence?"

Gami had a tough attitude, "Someone confessed a few words to you in the middle of the night. You suspect that person is me, and you also suspect that I did all this. Father, you can't slander an innocent person."

York didn't know what to say for a moment. Just like what Gami said, he really had no direct evidence to prove Gami's crime. The only thing that could be regarded as testimony was his confession to himself.

"Do you want me... no, tell others about that person's confession to you, so that others can judge?"

Jiami took advantage of the victory and pursued it, "Before there are established facts, wouldn't this go against your beliefs?"

York's face was livid and he said nothing. The smile on Gami's face became even brighter. He raised his hand and knocked the cross on York's chest.

"Remember your vows, Father."

After Jami finished speaking, he turned around and left. York looked at his back and said loudly, "You actually have regrets, right?"

At a certain moment, Jami must have felt regret, otherwise he would not have asked himself to repent, but this regret could not overcome his greedy desire.

The leaving figure of Gami paused for a moment. He turned his head and shook his head, "I don't understand what you are talking about, Father. You know, I don't believe in God."

The words paused for a moment, and Gami continued as if mockingly.

"Justice always has its hands tied."

Gami disappeared at the end of the alley. York turned his back to the ruins and clenched his fists. The woman's cry lingered in his ears and refused to go away for a long time.

York suddenly felt very confused. He knew that it was Gami who had done this, but he was unable to correct him due to his faith and other reasons. Even the wise priest could not help but become confused and at a loss at this time.

In the next few days, more and more corpses were found in the ruins. Like the previous corpses, their belongings had been stripped off. People were angry about the desecration of corpses. The police chief came to the dilapidated town.

An investigation was launched within a short period of time, but no progress was made.

Greystone Town has too many problems to face at this time, and the crime of desecrating a corpse seems unimportant.

York had thought about telling the Sheriff, but this was about Gami's confession, and as Gami said, York had no evidence to directly prove Gami's crime, not to mention that he could not conclude that the penitent was Gami.

Just keep it a secret.

Looking at the sad faces and desecrated corpses, pain grew in York's heart. He knelt in front of the statue, in great pain.

"what should I do?"

York prayed to the statue, but the cold statue received no response.

In summary of teachings, confession is absolutely private and involves a person's morality and personal privacy. Priests should not disclose the content of confession. This is a basic ethical principle.

York fell into an ethical and moral contradiction. He felt pain and confusion because of his beliefs and moral responsibilities. On the one hand, he was bound by his own doctrine and on the other hand, he was bound by the iron rules of the law.

"I need to make him repent," York murmured, "I need to convert him."

Under such a predicament, the only way York could think of was to warm Gami, make him realize his mistake, and surrender to the police chief.

York believed that he could succeed, and he also believed that there must be some goodwill left in Gami's heart, otherwise he would not repent to himself, even if he denied it.

"God, please help me."

York said piously.

…

Under the thick darkness, the lights of Greystone Town have long since dissipated, leaving only the lonely streets and the heavy breath on the ruins. The towering cliffs block out all light, making it impossible to see even one's fingers in the darkness.

The drizzle of rain hit the ruins, making a crisp sound, and the atmosphere became more gloomy and desolate.

The ruins were barren of vegetation and devastated. Some abandoned houses collapsed to the ground, exuding a strong smell of decay. Jiami bowed in the darkness, silently dragging the corpses, stuffing them under the ruins, and burying them again.

.

The truth was almost as the police chief suspected. Gami found these bodies elsewhere, plundered their belongings, and threw them back into the ruins.

But what the police chief didn't expect was that the truth was even more cruel.

"sorry Sorry."

Jami whispered while burying it. The darkness covered the face of the corpse, but Jami remembered his face and everyone's face.

As a casino thug, he managed to escape from the underground casino when the disaster occurred, but the wealthy gamblers were not spared. While others were busy rescuing, Gami secretly excavated the buried casino alone.

As a shadow place in Greystone Town, most people don't know where the casino is.

To Gami, those sad ruins are a treasure trove waiting to be mined.

"Help me, Gami."

There was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and at the same time, a ghostly voice sounded in Gami's ears.

Gami's movements stopped for a moment, and the corpse under him seemed to come to life, grabbing Gami's hand and praying to him.
To be continued...