People are in Zongman, the mastermind behind the revival of spiritual energy

Chapter 47

Is the organization short of money?

Gin can give an extremely affirmative answer.

Short of money.

Very short of money.

It has become the norm for all departments of the organization to complain about poverty every day.

Otherwise, there would not be the incident of threatening and bribing Akemi Miyano to rob a bank in the original book.

How much money is there for robbing a bank?

Even this little money is not worth it, so you can imagine how short of money the organization is.

Therefore, Gin will not miss any opportunity that may bring wealth to the organization.

Treasures…

Those that are worthy of such praise must be very valuable.

Gin has participated in an auction of the rich class in order to kill a person.

That auction made Gin experience the embarrassment of freezing to death on the road.

Because he went to the auction in his old Porsche.

It was a Porsche model from the last century.

That made Gin look so out of place among the luxury sports cars and sedans. What made him even more jealous were the various auction items that he thought were useless.

That day, a painting was directly auctioned for 200 million.

US dollars.

Therefore, Gin was very interested in the”treasure” coming out of the house.

If possible, he wanted to use the treasure to wax his old car…

Gin was very patient.

He notified Vodka to come here to take his shift, and he went back to the room to rest first.

A partner who is not smart enough should do what he can.

The next day.

The sky was still gloomy.

It was as if it was dawn and the sun was about to rise.

Gin heard Vodka’s code from the communicator.

The man in the room had gone out…

He quickly got up and put on his black coat, and calculated the time to go out for the cruise ship.

Soon, Gin avoided the sight of the clergy and easily stepped into the room where he was spying last night.

And Vodka was responsible for warning not far outside the house.

It was even darker in the house.

The gloomy sky made the house only vaguely visible.

Gin did not turn on the lights to avoid being noticed.

He just scanned every corner of the room with a fluorescent stick.

Searching for all the objects he thought were clues to the treasure.

After all, he was a professional. He quickly found out that there was a partition on the wall. After a few attempts, he finally pulled out the partition. At this moment, even Gin’s dead face couldn’t help but smile.

Would an ordinary person make a mechanism like a partition?

Obviously not.

So the word”treasure” is very likely to be real. He excitedly placed the fluorescent stick on the extended partition.

A square combination lock box came into view.

He tried to unlock it roughly, but it didn’t work.

Gin immediately put a silencer on the pistol.

“Snap……”

The lock is open.

But there is a smaller combination lock box inside.

“………”

Psycho.

With a blank expression, he used a silenced pistol to shoot the combination lock box again, finally revealing the……

“Notebook?”

Gin was not very satisfied with what was hidden inside.

Because it meant that it only contained clues to find the”treasure”, and he had to work hard for the treasure.

He flipped through a few pages of the notebook.

This is also a diary.

It records the daily practice experience of a man named Kamo Yoshitomi.

But Gin didn’t care about this.

Because since this diary was hidden again and again by the owner, there is clearly a suspicion of trying to cover up the truth.

The clue to the treasure must be in the diary.

After putting the diary in his pocket, Gin calmly left the room and took the vodka out of Itsukushima Shrine. , and specially found a hotel that would not leak information about customers.

Now Gin is not in a hurry to go out to sea.

He always cares about his old car.

However, Vodka was puzzled as he looked at his big brother who was fond of a notebook.

It was rare to see big brother with such an expression…

But he finally got a vacation, and instead of rushing out to sea for the next mission, Vodka worked harder.

Looking at the kettle that was still boiling, he started to browse his phone out of boredom.

But Gin closed the curtains, sat on the sofa and opened Kamo Yoshitomi’s diary.

【It’s hard, hard… Today’s practice is still useless.

Or, it’s useful, but I can’t detect it?

God…

Please keep an eye on your believers.】

【Is it really useful to cultivate virtue? I began to be confused.

But I dare not forget my father’s dying admonition, but is the shrine really my Kamo shrine?

I, the chief priest, can’t even command a minister! 】

Frowning, Gin was not interested in Kamo Yoshitomi’s daily complaints.

He couldn’t help but flip through the pages.

【I am old, I am really old.

God… do your people still have a chance?

Today I told a believer not to be superstitious, but to believe in science.

God… forgive me, my faith in you will not waver. 】

Complaints, still complaints.

Gin could see that this man had a firm belief in God.

But as time went on, a certain kind of hesitation and doubt was deeply entangled.

Occasionally he confessed his unsteadiness of faith, and occasionally he talked about the misery of being old and weak and believing for most of his life.

And Gin also had a rough impression of this man.

A devout believer.

An ignorant devout believer.

Such people are rare.

For modern people, it is not difficult to ask them to practice with a pure heart and few desires every day just for the illusory faith in their hearts.

Rubbing the paper, it seems to be a bit old, and the first few pages even have yellowed oxidation marks.

This is enough to prove that what Kamo Yoshitomi said is not false.

He really believed for most of his life.

Foolish old guy.

Gin seemed to be watching a devout believer’s futile struggle in life.

The foolishness of struggling desperately in the flashy world, the ignorance of only seeking the so-called mercy of the gods.

As a cold-blooded killer, Gin could not empathize with them.

The more he read, the more he could smell the despair of knowing that there was no bright future, but there was no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

He turned a few pages back again.

Then, his fingers paused.

【No! No!!

Really! It’s all true!!

Hahahahaha… Really! I saw it!

I saw it!! 】

His eyes were not affected at all.

Gin still looked at the diary calmly.

Is this old man finally crazy?……

【I can’t believe it! Unbelievable!!

I got the ticket to see God!

God…