The Lord in the crucifixion image bore a face of sorrow, yet imbued with some mercy and forgiveness, as if the moment of his suffering, he had already forgiven all the sinners.
Only, it's uncertain whether at this moment, he has also forgiven the priest.
Feeling something in his heart, the priest slowly turned around, glanced at the crucifixion image facing him with a lowered face, and then turned back to look at the director.
"If you want to pray and repent, you can wait until tomorrow during the day, it's nighttime now, and I need to rest."
He appeared quite calm, but the hand clenched tightly in his sleeve clearly told himself that he was not as calm and strong as he thought.
The director looked at him with a smiling face, "They have confessed."
"Confessed what?" he asked.
"Confessed that you are a cadre of the Holy Bell Party in Tomato Town, controlling the wicked criminal activities of alcohol, escort, and human trafficking in this town."
