I am a Taoist priest in the extraordinary world

Chapter 62 The Underground Market
"You seem to have discovered something."

Leon's honest voice rang in his ears, interrupting Dante who was deep in thought.

Owen's last look could he.
Dante put aside the speculation in his mind for the time being, and gave a brief and appropriate description of what he saw.

"The driver died? It seems that this incident was not what they expected."

Leon took a sip of water and asked, "Do you think that at the end of your divination, these results were affected by external factors?"

"I'm not sure, maybe it's a coincidence."

Dante has already organized the language, "My deduction method is more of an inspirational revelation. The result of divination shows that the driver is dead, but that priest must have a lot to do with Owen."

"It might be him who has been helping Owen hide his identity."

Leon nodded lightly and said: "Joseph and George, you are responsible for investigating and asking the headquarters for necessary assistance. If it involves the Orthodox Church, those guys will definitely jump."

He didn't say who the group of guys were referring to, but obviously everyone in the room knew it, except Dante.

Without further words, Pastor Loren walked ahead, walking down the stone steps, step by step into the depths of the darkness.

"He knows what we do?" the young detective asked in a low voice.

It is not officially recognized by the official organization, but it is also in a state of turning a blind eye. The team of managers is very complicated. The staff of the Twelve Orthodox Church take turns to be in charge, and sell all kinds of extraordinary items and materials.

After about 10 minutes, he finished his sermon and walked towards the confessional.

Old Tom shrugged, stopped asking any more questions, parked the car at the entrance of Santa Fea Church, and said with a smile, "Get out of the car, we are here."

After walking for about 200 meters and turning three corners, Dante suddenly saw a bright and empty place about the size of a football field in his previous life.

"The daily total income of the underground market is [-]% of the profit to the management organization. The Church of the Twelve Righteous Gods rotates every month, and September happens to belong to the God of the Earth, so this month, this place belongs to them." Old Tom introduced it intimately.

"It's just a trivial job." Dante looked away, with an extremely humble attitude.

"You are the most handsome person I have ever seen. May the God of the Earth bless you." Pastor Loren glanced at him, smiling unchanged.

Old Tom and Dante walked between the tents, and at this time there were only two of them left, and the pastor named Loren had returned to the church.

After leaving the villa again, Dante did not choose to rest. Instead, Old Tom, who seldom went out, drove him to the largest underground trading market in the province of Landis.

Because there's almost no cost and no hassle to speak of
Twelve righteous gods, twelve months, it's almost rain and dew.

"If the divination result you provided is accurate, then you have made a great contribution."

"This is also the most frightening thing about secret readers. No Extraordinary person can figure out what tricks they will perform."

"The lighting energy here is a product of alchemy, combined with the technology of the steam age, and through a fixed formation, it provides a steady stream of light."

"It should be like what you said before. Many things are naturally mastered. I just made some adjustments to the conventional spiritual number divination, thinking that this is more suitable for my ability."

He seemed to know Old Tom, and when he saw the two walking in, he smiled kindly, nodded, and signaled to wait a moment.

Dante answered succinctly.

"After that incident last time, Leon and I specially made an appointment with the Bishop of the Earth Church and had a pleasant and full exchange with him."

Along the way, they chatted about their knowledge and knowledge about the occult. On this topic, Old Tom was always in high spirits.

"That's not all. If you fancy something but don't have enough money, you can go to the office of the Church of the Earth to get a loan. The interest is not high, but it's not low, and they're the only ones."

Old Tom bumped his elbow, motioning Dante to follow.

No wonder it is called the only religious organization that allows believers to work in official institutions. Dante looked around and asked curiously:
"The pastor just now doesn't seem to be very old?"

During the whole process, the pastor didn't turn his head for any communication until he pushed open the secret door on the right side of the corridor and slipped in.

The bishop probably had a headache. Dante felt that the Church of the Earth in Nolan City was like a sieve for ventilation, as if people from the Truth Sect could easily lurk in it.

Re-entering here, the traces of the last battle have been repaired, and the priest of the cathedral has changed to a new person. From the outside, he is younger.

Dante nodded and commented sincerely: "It's quite profitable and very harmonious."

Old Tom raised his eyebrows, a little gloating: "It turned out that I didn't expect to find them again in a few days."

Having said that, Old Tom looked disdainful: "A church most like a businessman."

"Don't underestimate the guy in front, he is a 'missionary' from the main hall, although he is the second level."

Thank you, but it is not necessary. Dante did not speak with an amiable smile on his face.

There are lights like the scorching sun above the head, making it as bright as day. Rows of tents in a demarcated area are neatly arranged. Some people are selling loudly, and they are full of strange-shaped items, and some people are walking between the tents. , or compare prices, or trade, or hang out.

He fully appreciated Dante's ability to learn new things, and euphemistically asked about the methods used in divination today. It was obvious that he was very curious.

He pointed to the side: "Our team member, Dante Ashburn."

"Hello." Dante greeted like his companion.

which guys?The church is still inside the SBI, he thought to himself.

Extraordinary of the oracle priest system. Dante instantly realized that this is a "peer".

Underground trading market in Santa Fea Church?It seems that believers in God can't escape the smell of copper. Dante thought it was funny, and followed Old Tom into it.

"Nice to see you again, Scholar Tom." The priest turned his head and saluted with a smile.

They followed the priest, crossed the confessional, turned to the left corridor, and went down into the depths.

For him, as long as Owen can be completely arrested and brought to justice, and the parade that sacrificed more than [-] people can be prevented, that is the best result!

"Me too, Pastor Loren." Old Tom nodded as a response.

Dante and Old Tom followed quickly, and the vision became dim from the moment they entered, only the kerosene lamps on both sides of the wall reflected each other, elongating their figures obliquely.

"Yes, it should be similar to you. It is said that he heard the voice of the God of the Earth when he was eight years old, and almost caused madness. His parents are devout believers, so he prayed for the blessing of the gods."

Old Tom sneered: "Pray to the god who made his son crazy. I really don't know what the believers are thinking."

Dante was about to ask about the follow-up, when he suddenly felt like he was being spied on.

He pretended to look at the booth and turned his head a little bit, then turned around naturally, taking into account the surrounding situation.

strangeness.
(End of this chapter)