dmims Chapter 148 The people here are so enthusiastic
Chapter 148 The people here are so enthusiastic
Chapter 148 The people here are so enthusiastic
Father Iller: "6"
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He's lived most of his life; what hasn't he seen?
But he had never seen such a scene before.
"lady."
Father Iller cleared his throat, maintaining a professional smile.
"His name is Chen, but I cannot provide his contact information."
Why?
"This is a church regulation."
Mrs. William looked disappointed and glanced back at Chen Yuan.
His eyes held a hint of resentment, a touch of bitterness, and a certainty that "I'll get him sooner or later."
"All right."
She sighed, turned and left, the sound of her high heels slowing down slightly.
Father Iller watched her leave, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief, someone else came to his door.
This time it was a middle-aged man, wearing a gray suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like the kind of person who was very methodical and meticulous in his work.
He walked up to Father Iller, his brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly, and pointed to his left.
"Father Iller, where is the statue of the Virgin Mary?"
Father Iller looked in the direction he was pointing.
The place was empty; where the Virgin Mary once stood, now only a dusty pedestal remained.
"Oh, this..."
Father Iller forced an unnatural smile.
"The statue of the Virgin Mary has suffered some damage, so I've had it sent for repairs."
"misfortune?"
The middle-aged man looked suspicious.
"What happened?"
"It's... um... a bit dirty, yes, dirty, it needs to be cleaned."
The middle-aged man stared at him for two seconds, seemingly assessing the credibility of his words.
Father Iller maintained his smile, but sweat was already beading on his back.
Can you tell the truth?
Is it true that someone painted three of those things on the statue of the Virgin Mary?
He said his chest and lower body were smeared with something black and red?
Does he even care about saving face?
Fortunately, the middle-aged man didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and turned to find a seat.
Father Iller breathed a sigh of relief and glanced back at the empty base.
He nearly choked when he discovered the desecrated statue of the Virgin Mary.
If Chen Yuan hadn't caught him quickly, he might have collapsed to the ground.
After he calmed down, his first thought was: This thing can't be left here!
Mass is about to begin, what will the congregation think when they see this?
He tried to move it himself, but when he tried, the statue wouldn't budge.
He strained again, and almost strained his back.
In the end, it was Chen Yuan who made the move.
The young man walked over, hugged the statue with both hands, lifted it up as easily as if it were a suitcase.
Father Iller was stunned.
This young man is in good physical condition.
He has the style he had in his youth.
He glanced around at the seats; almost everyone had arrived.
Several elderly women were sitting in the third row, chatting quietly.
The middle-aged man from earlier was sitting in the middle, sitting upright and formally.
Mrs. William sat on the side, her gaze occasionally drifting towards the door.
Father Iller nodded to the parishioners, then walked toward Chen Yuan.
"Chen, have you found anything?"
Chen Yuan stood by the door, his hands behind his back, looking serious, like a guard on duty.
Not yet.
His gaze swept over everyone present, and he lowered his voice.
"However, in my experience, criminals often return to the crime scene after committing a crime."
"As long as the investigation continues, we will definitely make a discovery."
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Father Iller:
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He couldn't help it.
"It's just a statue, it's far from being a crime, is it?"
"No!"
Chen Yuan spoke with unwavering conviction, his tone as firm as if he were making a vow.
"To us, desecrating a statue of the Virgin Mary is a crime!"
Father Iller was startled and quickly turned around. Only after confirming that no one had heard him did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Can't you keep your voice down?"
He glared at Chen Yuan.
"Alright, put the investigation aside for now. Mass is about to begin."
He raised his chin and pointed to the empty seats in the front row.
"Go sit in that spot and observe carefully. From now on, this church will depend on you alone."
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Chen Yuan nodded and walked over to sit down.
As soon as he sat down, he felt someone watching him.
He turned his head and saw the elegant lady in Chanel staring at him with a strange look in her eyes.
Chen Yuan nodded to her as a greeting.
The lady paused for a moment, then smiled, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.
Chen Yuan turned back, with only one thought in his mind: The people here are quite hospitable.
Mass begins.
Father Iller, dressed in a white vestment, entered the church in a procession with the altarpieces.
The congregation stood up and sang the entrance hymn.
The singing echoed in the church, and the light streaming through the stained glass windows danced on them.
Chen Yuan sat in the first row, watching intently.
Father Iller walked to the altar and bent down to kiss it.
Then he went to the reading table and opened his Bible.
First reading, second reading, Gospel, sermon...
Chen Yuan's eyes followed Father Iller's every move, from entering the church to greeting, from confession to Gloria, from reading scripture to preaching, from preparing gifts to the Thanksgiving prayer, from consecrating Holy Communion to receiving Holy Communion.
Thirty minutes later.
The Mass has ended.
Father Iller stood before the altar, smiling as he watched the parishioners leave one by one.
As Mrs. William walked past Chen Yuan, she paused, glanced back at him, and then walked away with a "clack-clack-clack" in her high heels.
Father Iller finally breathed a sigh of relief after the last parishioner left.
He walked up to Chen Yuan with a kind smile on his face.
"So, young man, do you feel like you've learned it?"
He asked the question without expecting Chen Yuan to be able to answer it.
A newly arrived priest, observing a complete Mass for the first time, is lucky if he can remember the general process.
He wanted to take this opportunity to teach Chen Yuan to be less impatient and to take things slowly, one step at a time.
"I've learned it."
Chen Yuan didn't even look up, fiddling with a business card in his hand.
Father Iller's smile froze on his face.
"You...you've learned it?"
He frowned.
Tell me about it.
Chen Yuan stuffed the business card into his pocket, looked up, and began to speak.
"Entrance Ceremony: Enter the church in procession, kiss the altar, make the sign of the cross, offer a greeting, offer a penance, offer the Kyrie, offer the Gloria, and offer the Collect."
"The Liturgy of the Word: First Reading, Responsorial Psalm, Second Reading, Gospel Reading, Gospel Reading, Sermon, Creed, Prayer of the Faithful."
"Liturgy of Thanksgiving: Preparation of gifts, Handwashing, Offering Prayer, Thanksgiving Prayer, Praise of Thanksgiving, Invocation of the Holy Spirit, Eucharistic Prayer, Remembrance and Prayer, Holy Trinity, Our Prayer, Peace Prayer, Psalm of the Breaker of Bread and Lamb, Receiving Holy Communion, Silent Prayer after Receiving Holy Communion, Prayer after Receiving Holy Communion."
"Ceremony concludes: bestow blessings, then dismiss the guests."
He finished speaking in one breath without pausing once.
Father Iller's mouth remained open for a long time.
"You...have attended Mass before?"
"No."
Chen Yuan blinked, looking completely innocent.
"But I have a good memory; I can remember everything I see."