hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 519 The Struggle of Life and Death

Chapter 519 The Struggle of Life and Death (29)

 
 The voice of the archbishop in red was still calm and calm: "Since Miss Tang has made up her mind, I will do as you wish. If you have any difficulties within a year, you can come to the church to find me at any time, and I will keep my promise to protect you." to you."

 He took out a dark red card, and Tang Yumo took it. It seemed to be something similar to a business card, but the quality was not comparable to ordinary business cards.

 She didn't hesitate to accept it and thank you again.

 They parted ways at a private airport outside Paris.

 Tang Yumo took her only property now - a backpack, and a little travel expenses that the archbishop's entourage enthusiastically gave her, and waved her hand to hail a taxi.

 From now on, one's escape journey begins.
 By the way, the archbishop turned out to be so young. I didn't look at him carefully before, and I always thought he was a middle-aged uncle.
 So young to be a bishop?Or the Cardinal?
 Although he has always maintained a mature and prudent image and a calm and calm voice, he still can't hide the look in those eyes.
 Could it be that the religious circles in Europe have the same rules as XZ|Living|Buddha's reincarnation rules, the superiors are not trained step by step at the bottom, but appointed according to God's will and talent?
 That's right, Tang Yumo is completely forcing herself to think about these interesting and relaxing questions at this moment, otherwise her heart will become very painful.
 Thinking of Charles, who saved the bullet for her, or Gu Yihan, who should be receiving riots in the streets of Florence now, made her heart ache.
 She can only force herself to think about an irrelevant, unfamiliar religion|person|person|person who will have little intersection and involvement in the future.

 The taxi stopped at the gate of the Louvre.

 Tang Yumo was extremely vigilant anytime and anywhere, even if it was a taxi hired from the private airport that the archbishop thought was very reliable, she did not dare to rest assured.

 Therefore, she did not reveal her true destination.

 She just told the driver to stop in front of the Louvre.

 Although, in the middle of the night, it was a bit weird to stop at the gate of such a closed museum.

 The pyramid at the entrance of the Louvre emits a dark light, and the luminous lights on the roof of the Louvre also cast mottled and interlaced shadows on the ground.

 Although the Louvre is much more famous and the building is much more magnificent and magnificent, for Tang Yumo, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it has nothing to do with her. The Uffizi Museum and the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore have become indelible objects of love and hatred in her life. Traces, what is this palace in front of me? ! !
 She didn't even look at it, and turned indifferently along the path beside the Louvre Museum into an inconspicuous street corner.

 Gu Yihan's apartment is not difficult to find.

 She also knows the password by heart.

 When she entered, she was still alert and the gun was loaded.

 Although, only the last bullet is left.

 Fortunately, the apartment was empty, very quiet and safe.

 Soft cashmere carpets, spotless furniture, and starry-like lights that can be controlled at will. Everything is exactly the same as when they left.

 The heartache, fatigue and nervousness all the way, all let go of the guard at this moment.

 Tang Yumo fell softly on the cashmere carpet and fell into a gentle package, as if those powerful hands were still hugging her, and the words of love intertwined with coldness and heat were still whispering in her ears.

 She can finally sleep well.

(End of this chapter)

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