Chapter 515

An aperture emitting electric sparks appeared out of thin air in Sheryl's dormitory. After Sharon came out from the inside, her eyes immediately fell on Sheryl who was sleeping at the desk.

She was resting on her arm, and the laptop in front was still on the screen. It was obvious that she was tired of surfing the Internet, so she fell asleep unconsciously. However, looking at Sheryl's twitching shoulders and locked eyebrows from time to time, we can see that her sleep quality must not be very good.

Sharon put his hand on Sheryl's shoulder and just wanted to enter her dream, but Sheryl suddenly opened his eyes as soon as his fingers fell on Sheryl's clothes.

"Brother?"

Sheryl looked at Sharon with blurred eyes. After a while, she reacted. She suddenly jumped up and rushed into Sharon's arms.

"Brother, it's really you. God, you're finally back." Sheryl hugged Sharon tightly with a choking voice, "you don't know, I'm so scared, I'm really scared..."

Sharon stroked Sheryl's hair and said softly, "don't be afraid. I'm here. No matter what happens, brother, I'll solve it."

Sheryl nodded hard and still hugged Sharon.

But Sharon felt a little embarrassed because Sheryl was only wearing a thin pajama. She held it so tightly that she could feel that she didn't wear underwear in her pajamas.

"Unknowingly, the little girl who can only cry behind has grown up now."

Sharon sighed and carefully pushed Sheryl away. At this time, Sharon found that Sheryl fell asleep again. He hurried to feel for a moment and made sure that there was no problem with Sheryl's dream.

It seems that Sheryl didn't have a good rest for so many days. Now she suddenly saw Sharon and relaxed, so she quickly went to sleep.

Sharon hugged Sheryl and gently put her on the bed, trying to pull the quilt over and cover her. Unexpectedly, Sheryl's little hand grabbed his sleeve and murmured, "brother, don't leave me again... Brother, I'm so afraid..."

Xie Lun sighed, bent down and said softly, "sleep at ease, Sheryl, brother is right next to you and won't go anywhere."

Perhaps hearing Sharon's words, Sheryl's mouth showed a smile. After a moment, she snored slightly, but the hand holding his sleeve still didn't loosen.

"This girl..."

Sharon had no choice but to shake his head. He could only extend his hand that was not held by Sheryl, pull the quilt over and cover Sheryl. When he was finished, he sat down at the head of the bed and let Sheryl pull his sleeve and turn around to observe the surroundings.

Soon Sharon's attention was attracted by the laptop. He waved at random, and the laptop flew up out of thin air and fell in front of him.

"Churches built in Washington over the years?"

Sharon frowned.

He knew very well that although Sheryl also went to church with Hollis, it was more like a daily task for her, so she was not a believer at all.

But Sheryl, who has never taken the initiative to go to the church, why search the church?

Sharon slides the window and looks at the search carefully. But in the end, he didn't see any problem. Before the founding of the United States, there were churches in Washington. Then, with the development of the city, thousands of churches of different sizes were built. Among them, more than 100 churches have been destroyed or demolished simply because of war, natural disasters or other accidents.

"I don't see any problem. What is she looking for?"

Sharon frowned, looked back at Sheryl, saw that she was still smiling and sleeping, and decided to wait until she woke up.

He just wanted to return the notebook to the table. Suddenly, he had a flash in his mind and grabbed the notebook with his backhand. She glanced back quickly, and Sharon opened her eyes slightly.

None of the thousands of churches is in the upscale community where James and his wife live.

In principle, this situation is impossible.

In America, which seems to pursue freedom, in fact, most whites are very religious. Going to church every week has even become an unspoken rule. Many immigrants have to change their beliefs in order to integrate into American society as soon as possible.

In order to express his piety, in addition to donating money to the Holy See, the most important thing is to raise money to build a church. What's more, the high-end community where James and his wife live, the size of the church, luxurious decoration and priest level, all of which are related to their face.

However, according to the information searched on the Internet, there is not only no church, but also has never been built before.

"Something's wrong." Sharon looked back at Sheryl again. "Are you aware of this anomaly, so you searched the Internet? But why did you notice that? Does it have anything to do with your nightmare? "

He thought for a moment, took out his cell phone, and regardless of it being two o'clock in the morning, he called James directly. More than ten seconds later, the phone was connected. James was a little tired and said, "smelly boy, although you successfully sent Ethan back, it's not your reason to call me at this point."

"Why is there no church in the community you live in?"

Sharon asked directly.

The cell phone was silent. After a while, James hesitated and said, "you called me so late to ask this?"

Sharon said coldly, "something happened to Sheryl. I doubt there is a relationship between these two things."

"Sheryl?"

A woman's scream came from the opposite side, very young, obviously not aunt Hollis. Then there was a noise, and then the door closed. James was panting and said, "what's the matter with her?"

Sharon was too lazy to care about James' private life and said in a deep voice, "she is trembling with nightmares now. I'm trying to find out why. James, let me ask you again, does this have anything to do with the fact that there is no church in your community? "

"Damn it, it shouldn't be. She's eighteen..." James's tone was a little flustered. "Are you with Sheryl now? When did you return home? Where are you now? "

Sharon frowned and said coldly, "James, you're hiding something from me? If it's anything else, but it's about Sheryl. You'd better tell me the truth, or... You know my temper. "

"Calm down, Sharon, calm down." James took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. "It's not that I don't tell you, but that I can't say it."

"Involving state secrets?"

"That's not true."

"That's being threatened?"

"In a sense... Yes."

"If you say, will you be threatened, or Sheryl?"

"Sheryl!" James said heavily, "the reason why we block this secret is to protect children like her."

"You?" Sharon narrowed his eyes. "Don't say that adults in the whole community know this secret?"

James sighed: "except for our group of people, the people who moved in later didn't know."

"It has something to do with Ward's disappearance in eleven years, doesn't it?"

It suddenly occurred to Sharon.

James breathed heavily on his cell phone: "in short, I'll take care of it. Sharon, your task now is to watch Sheryl and never let her fall asleep again. "