Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 85 The Image of the Nun

Ka Ka Ka!
Yorks, who was once again baptized by many eyes in the hall, saw the elevator door in front of him crack, and walked out.

"Father Yorks!"

The black Todd, who had been standing by the cash register, bowed his head and saluted.

Yorks also nodded, glanced at the products on the shelf, took a few breads, walked over, put them on the cash register and asked casually.

"Todd, what's going on?"

Under the light of the incandescent lamp, Todd, whose skin looked even darker, thought for a while while scanning the codes of these breads with a code scanning gun tacitly.

"Father Yorks, there are more and more new faces."

"Oh, is that so." Yorks looked calm, but he couldn't help but think of the news that Satan was looking for him. Compared with before, the frequency of supernatural events is indeed getting higher and higher.

"Yes," the black Todd said, holding a bag containing all the bread and passing it over, neither humble nor overbearing.

"One piece, Father Yorks."

"Yeah." Yorks nodded and took it, casually took out a $50 bill and put it on the cash register, and strode out of the convenience store.

"Don't look for it, Todd, the rest is your hard work."

Todd silently picked up the banknotes, looked at the back of Gao Zhuang who had already gone out, still bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Thank you! Father Yorks, please go slowly!"

Yorks waved his hand, found his Ford Raptor, opened the door, threw the backpack into the passenger seat inside, and sat in.

boom!
The car door was closed, even though he didn't feel tired, Yorks couldn't help but rubbed his face, picked up a piece of bread and ate it.

"Start to replay..."

Mumbling to himself, Yorks ate, taking this opportunity to recall all the information carefully and summarize his next plan.

This is a disease brought about by his previous life. As a doctor, he always conducts reviewing habitually, summing up his previous work experience or clinical experience to improve his ability. This is a habit he automatically developed after rolling it up.

"If it was caused by the contact of the French in a different place, then the power he can currently use should not be that strong.
Otherwise, Rowling's ambiguity would not be limited to this level,
But according to this rhythm, as time goes by, the power he can use will also increase, "

Yorks slowly tore open a corner of bread and chewed it in his mouth. Combined with Ronnie Defoe's affairs, he always felt that given the high attention this demon paid to Rowling, he might do something small in the near future.

Yorks kept thinking in his mind, until he finished eating, he only concluded two things.

Waiting for news from old Mike and news from Rowling.

Stuffing the bread wrapping paper into the slot next to it, Yorks looked back at the quiet back seat, started the car, stepped on the gas pedal with familiarity, drove the Ford Raptor away from the spot, and headed straight for New York.

Anyway, he took care of this matter, not only to become stronger for mission rewards, but also to pursue a little bit of life...

Stanford Stanford is a city in southwestern Connecticut, USA, not far from New York itself, only about 58 kilometers, so Yorks didn't drive for long, and returned to his home in about forty minutes.

For the carrier media obtained from Ed, Yorks moved all of them to the underground warehouse.

For a while, it was all ammunition, and the basement warehouse of exorcism tools rarely had a corner of something similar to a collection, although evil spirits were sealed inside,
Wrapping the rope full of crosses around these carriers, Yorks stopped his movements and looked at the motionless Annabelle doll, with a smile on his face.

His basement warehouse is not as simple as Ed's room. Next to the glass cabinet is a large shelf of crosses he has accumulated. The thick sacred energy lingering in it is enough to suppress the eager thoughts of these evil spirits.

"So you guys just stay here and treat this place as your home, and I don't mind."

Sensing the extremely weak evil spirits inside, Yorks patted the glass cabinet casually, turned off the lights, and returned to it to get ready for sleep.

Before going to bed, Yorks did not forget to register the results of today's experiment, the consumption of recordings, the effect of a little mental power can last for an hour, and he did not forget to add the 0.5 attribute points he got today to the attribute of life value.

[HP increased from 124 to 124.5]

[...]
Silent all night.

During the day Yorkes wakes refreshed,

In fact, even if he doesn't sleep, he is still in the best state, but he feels that the step of sleeping is the most able to make him feel the passage of time and changes.

[10:21]

After packing up everything, I started to go to the church. Although Pluto Church has Robert as a staff member, there is actually no change in general.
The believers who come and go are all familiar believers, what they listen to are the trivial things, and those who comfort them are all children who keep their voices close to each other. Unfortunately, the random mission has not been triggered...

Of course, it is not without changes. After all, the wind and waves gently fanned by a butterfly can form a tornado far away.

At present, there are only two most obvious changes in the first day,
The first point is that the group of little kids who are making noise in the yard in front of him, the daughters of the Robert family, have brought a new world to his already inhuman ears, that is really too noisy,
But he was also unknowingly infected by the vitality of these little kids, and there was a smile on his face from time to time.

The second point is the lunch in front of me, which was specially delivered by Robert's wife Beth today.

Looking at the attractively colored lunch in his hand, which includes meat and vegetables, Yorks raised his head and then looked at the Robert family who had gathered for dinner.
Amidst the laughter, Yorks couldn't help thinking of Robert's previous situation, he was the one who saved the family.

"It doesn't feel bad..." The corner of Yorks' mouth hooked up, and then he started to try it.

Fortunately, the taste is not bad, in line with his taste.

Time passed, and in the middle of the meal, the cell phone rang suddenly, Yorks seemed to be touched and stopped, and took out the cell phone.

"Ed? Move so fast?"

Thinking of the previous speculation, Yorks felt a wave in his heart, and he connected smoothly.

Sure enough, Ed's first sentence was about the nun, but it was not Rowling, but himself. Like Rowling, he also dreamed of the nun, which was even worse than Rowling's vague impression. And, very clearly, lingering.

"Father Yorks! I drew him, do you want to see it?"

Listening to the voice from the mobile phone, Yorks glanced at the Robert family, got up and walked into the main building with the tableware.

"Well, send it to me to have a look."

"Yes, Father Yorks."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, he sat down in his usual seat, and within a short while, Yorks received the painting from Ed.

The typical image and clothing of a nun, the skin is all pale, like a dead person who has been drowned in the pond and soaked for a few days, the eyes and lips are all black, and there is a strong sense of evil in the whole, rushing towards the head.

Knowing the image of the nun finally, Yorks' heart fluctuated for the first time.

"It seems like a ruthless character."

　Thanks to Baozitou, Lingchong, and Blackbeard for their support!

　　Thanks!Thank you so much!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)