Chapter 329

Even though it's close to the wee hours, the airport is still lively and bright enough, with tired people who had to wait in the wee hours for various reasons sitting around, and behind each of them there's a good story that a newspaper columnist would love. .

When Hunter was young, he spent too much time running around in order to catch absconding fugitives, but even so, he also felt that the current scene was bizarre enough.

——A day ago, he never thought that he would plan to leave the city, and a month ago, he never thought that he would buy the nearest flight ticket because of a specious piece of information.

The screens in the waiting hall had beating fonts of various colors, indicating the departure time of each flight. It was almost a quarter of an hour before the plane he had booked for was boarding, and Hunter held it tightly in his hand. On my phone, a photo is displayed on the screen:

It was a picture of the cross. After taking a few pictures, he hurriedly stuffed the ornament back into the drawer, then quickly wiped away the traces of his visit and left the Slade apartment. So now, only a few photos on his phone can point him in a vague direction. The cross on the photo has been refined over time, but the letters engraved on it are still clearly visible.

"The church of St. Anthony the Great."

St. Anthony's Church, after a search on the Internet, Hunter easily found news about this church: There is only one Catholic church named after St. Anthony in the United States, located in Kentucky.

Why is there a cross with the name of the church inscribed in Slade's drawer? Does that suggest to people where he came from? Or was it a memento left by someone important to him?

Hunter has all kinds of guesses in his mind, and it doesn't make sense to say any of them when the plane has not yet taken off. But the facts are so clear: he has not found any physical evidence other than the cross that would lead him to Slade's past; without knowing Slade's past, it is impossible to find out whether he is What kind of festival did he have with Amarette, it is even more impossible to find out what purpose Amalette entered the Sequoia Manor for.

According to his friends at the police station, the police have not found out where Slade is coming from. Even if the other party said something to them, it would definitely be a lie. Hunter did not expect to reveal the truth through the other party's confession, and apparently the police did not pay much attention to a small wooden cross in the suspect's drawer when collecting evidence, so it is best not to expect the police.

So, the only way in front of him now is: he goes to Kentucky himself, to that church, to see if he can find more clues about Slade.

It was with this thought in mind that he hurried on the road, feeling more reckless than a high school student who ran away from home. Now he is sitting in a chair, calculating the time he has left before registering, and then decides to call Midalen to inform him of his itinerary, lest the child will go over the wall to find him in a few days.

Hunter dialed the landline number of the orphanage with ease, and he was connected after three calls. The young man's voice sounded light and relaxed, and it was hard to believe that he had just been kidnapped by a group of deranged criminals. .

Midaron said neatly, "Hello?"

Listening to his tone, Hunter suspects that he already knows who is calling—it's true, only people like Hunter will call the children in the welfare home in the early morning, and only Midaren Such a disobedient child will not fall asleep at this point in time.

Hunter explained in a few words what he had found at the Slade home and why he decided to go to Kentucky, and told the other party that he could not invite Midalen to dinner after the pretrial hearing as scheduled.

There was three or two seconds of silence on the other side of the phone, and then he heard the child choking out a burst of laughter between the indistinct electromagnetic sounds.

"You're an interesting man, Mr. Hunter," said the somewhat overly mature child.

Hunter didn't know what the other party wanted to express, so he could only be silent. That's when it started raining again in the sky, because he could hear the slight noise of raindrops hitting the window from the other side through the phone.

And Midaren said in this continuous background voice: "Look, I can't even pay you now, and 'Streede used to have a relationship with a church in Kentucky' is just a There's a 1 in 1000 chance. A lot of people wouldn't fly to Kentucky on a whim in this situation, as if... well, we all know truancy brings us joy, but very few Some people will actually go to school."

Hunter really wanted to ask Midalen what his teacher would think of his bizarre insight about truancy, but he didn't. He reflected for a few seconds through the child's question—he thought of Olga Molozze standing on the podium at Westland State University, the blood splattered on Midalen's face, and his Documents previously written out of suspicion against Albarino Bacchus.

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