Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 131 Entering the Building

Chapter 131 Entering the Building
To accept though is to accept.

But through the task reward of almost thirty points plus the task requirements, Yorks knew that he might deal with more than just one demon.

"What is the situation that makes such a statement, the devil of the whole building?"

Yorks squinted his eyes, and under Irene's gaze, he continued to swipe the screen of the phone, and directly found Officer Jeffrey who was docking him.

The only thing he could think of was that the residents in the entire building had been possessed or controlled by many demons, just like the nuns in the Santa Cata Monastery.

...............

"Dude, are you really not leaving?"

After a long absence, the potbellied Police Officer Baker stopped and tilted his head to look at Jeffrey who was sitting in the office on the right, and sighed as he looked at the documents with a frown.

"It's already eleven o'clock."

There was a murder case recently, which made them very busy, but they couldn't find any useful clues. From here, it can be defined as suicide, but Jeffrey just didn't want to give up.

Hearing the voice, the thin Jeffrey looked up from the survey data and looked forward.

Baker, including his colleagues who stayed behind to work overtime, were gathering by the door to watch him.

Jeffrey shifted his gaze and subconsciously glanced at the clock on the table.

[22:23]

"Is it already this point?" Jeffrey then looked at Baker and his colleagues who were waiting for him by the door.

"Get ready, right away, you go back first, don't wait for me."

Jeffrey continued to lower his head, looking at the on-site materials and photos in his hand and comparing them one by one.

The corner of Baker's mouth twitched, and several tired colleagues looked at each other, showing a hint of helplessness.

"Okay, don't be too late, this hotel murder case still needs you to fight."

Hearing Baker's words, Jeffrey didn't even raise his head, "I know it well, I won't exhaust my body."

Baker shook his head, ready to leave work with his overtime colleagues.

"Let's go, leave this guy alone."

At this moment, a phone rang, making them all subconsciously stop and look over.

"kindness?"

Jeffrey frowned and looked at the vibrating mobile phone on the table. When he saw the caller on the screen, he opened his eyes slightly.

"Father Yorks?"

Jeffrey immediately picked up the phone and connected the call.

Based on his analysis of Father Yorks, if nothing happened, Father Yorks would not make this call.

"Father?"

at the same time.

Following the communication signal, Jeffrey's voice also sounded in the car heading to Woodside in the rain.

Hearing this voice that he hadn't heard for a long time, Yorks said indifferently.

"Officer Jeffrey, I need your help."

Jeffrey's face became serious, this must be another supernatural event.

"Speak, Father Yorks."

Recalling all the speculations that could be related, Yorks said calmly.

"Speak to your superiors and block the Reed apartment building on Woodside Tenth Avenue, and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

After finishing speaking, Yorks hung up the phone. This sentence was enough for Jeffrey to understand the seriousness of the matter.

In fact, this was also the case. When the call was hung up, Jeffrey looked at Baker and the rest of his colleagues who hadn't left by the door, and grabbed the suit on the chair with one hand.

"There is a situation! Everyone dispatches with me!"

After finishing this step, Yorks put the phone back in his arms, looked at the front row, and said calmly.

"How long?"

The driver controlled the steering wheel and turned a corner smoothly with superb driving skills.

"One minute and twenty seconds, Father Yorks." The driver's voice was very calm.

"Ah."

Yorks responded indifferently, and began to organize his remaining equipment.

There are only 14 rounds of 17×40mm grenades left in the MK51 revolver grenade gun.

The rest, such as Lenball and 60 rounds of .

There are still 15 holy grenades that have not been used up.

These alone are enough to cope.

Thinking of this, Yorks felt that the speed of the car had slowly slowed down. Looking through the window, an apartment building bathed in rain appeared in front of him.

"Father Yorks, we have arrived." The driver's voice just fell, and the car stopped at the intersection.

"The building ahead should be your target."

Withdrawing his gaze, Yorks twisted the door knob and glanced at Irene.

"Brother Kenny, protect my deacon sister."

Irene pursed her lips. Judging from the meaning of this sentence, she already knew her duty, which was to stay well.

Brother Kenny, who was in charge of driving, was also a burly man. He looked up at the car rearview mirror in the middle and said seriously.

"I will, Father Yorks."

But speaking of this, he looked at the priest who was about to get off the car in the mirror, and continued.

"Father Yorks, do you want to ask for help?"

"No, wait until you connect with the official people, and tell them that no one is allowed to enter this building until I come out."

After leaving this sentence, Yorks opened the door and got out of the car.

Coincidentally, when he got out of the car, the rain, which was still pouring down, gradually became thinner.

Yorks looked up to the front, and a forty-story apartment building without any lights was reflected in his eyes.

The location of this Reid apartment building is exactly at the intersection of the roads on both sides, and it does look a little old.

It is also because of the long time ago that the neighborhood here is considered old. Even due to the heavy rain, there is no one there, and a kind of depression spreads invisible.

The scattered lights of the surrounding buildings are all over it, as if nothing happened.

Remembering the requirements of the mission, Yorks walked towards the rear of the car, opened the trunk, untied all the backpacks inside, and picked up the exorcism tools that he had already thought about in his mind one by one.

Revolver grenades, revolvers, holy grenades, bluetooth speakers...

Yorks moved very quickly. For a while, he was covered with ammunition belts, carrying a small bag with several Bluetooth speakers, and carrying a revolver grenade gun. He walked slowly towards the Reed apartment building in front of him in the dark night. .

His back became extremely tall in the eyes of Brother Kenny and Irene in the car, until he disappeared into the invisible darkness.

Brother Kenny subconsciously glanced at the novice nun who was obediently sitting in the back seat, and then looked in the rearview mirror next to him.

Police cars with red and blue lights appeared one after another in the rearview mirror.

"You sit here first," Brother Kenny then looked at Irene and said.

"I went over to connect with them."

"Okay." Erin nodded.

Brother Kenny got out of the car immediately, out of Irene's sight, and walked towards the stopped police car.

Irene let out a breath, looked at the apartment building that seemed to be plunged into darkness ahead, closed her eyes and cupped her fists to pray for her priest.

"Lord, please bless Father Yorks."

However, Yorks was destined not to hear these words, and he had already walked to the main entrance of the apartment building.

Yorks raised his head and glanced above, as if he could hear the movement above, and watched the closed front door kicked past.

bang.

The front door was kicked open abruptly.

With a blank expression on his face, Yorks took out his mobile phone from his small bag, found the software to connect to Bluetooth, pressed the play button, and walked in.

[...]
[...]
One after another, the recitation of prayers sounded from the small bag on Yorks' body, like a flame attracting moths, attracting demons...

(End of this chapter)

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