Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 98 The Telephone——
When Yorks was dealing with attribute points, it was not far from his home, a total distance of 20 kilometers, and it took about half an hour.

As always, with the help of sensible people like Ed and Drew, Yorks didn't need to do anything other than pick up the backpack containing the holy c4 bomb. He just watched them deliver everything to his door in silence. .

"Father, everything is here."

Ed breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his hands.

"Yeah." Yorks smiled and said, "Ed, thank you for your help."

"You're welcome, Father Yorks." Ed shook his head,

"Actually, you helped us more."

With that said, Ed looked back at the eight-seater SUV that was waiting for him, and couldn't help but ask again, although he had already asked once.

"Father Yorks, Rowling's matter should be resolved, right?"

"Of course." Facing the Warrens who could bring him attribute points, Yorks was still very patient.

"The ominousness attached to Rowling has faded a lot. As long as she continues to hold my cross, it will naturally disappear in a few days."

From the information known so far, in Yorks' view, the ominousness on Janet and Rowling should be a locator set by the demon that turned into a nun.

Hearing this, Ed finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he thanked him sincerely.

"Thank you, Father Yorks. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise we would not know what to do before the matter became more serious."

"We are friends, Ed, don't be so polite." Yorks smiled lightly,

"As long as you can continue to maintain this innocent heart of resisting the supernatural, not only the Lord will protect you, but I will also stand in the same camp as you."

"I will, Father Yorks, I will definitely." Ed smiled and nodded, speaking in a very serious tone.

In Yorks' eyes, Ed had a pious light on his face, just like the kind of piety he saw from the faces of old believers. If there is heaven, this guy must really have the qualifications to enter , Yorks complained in his heart.

"Let's go then, Father Yorks."

Ed went on
"Goodbye, Ed." Yorks said indifferently.

"Good-bye, Father Yorks."
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Watching the eight-seater SUV leave, Yorks picked up his backpack and turned to enter the house. He finally had a chance to make a phone call.

Put all the things such as holy grenade, holy enchanted ammunition, SHAK-12 and other things in place, let the backpack of the holy c4 bomb be placed under the feet, Yorks lay comfortably on the sofa, took out the phone to find out the phone number of old Mike Dial it.

Although it is said that Rowling's hidden dangers have been solved, but if the situation is possible, he really doesn't want to let go of the 40-point task reward. After all, his current strength is no better than when he was cautious before. There are means of attack from far and near, and a large amount of arms reserves are not in vain.

If the ammunition in his hand is exhausted and the demon is not killed, there is still magic power and spiritual power to come to the bottom. If these two are also exhausted, he can also fight a close combat with the demon with his own physical fitness.

No matter how much he relies on the power of his eternal faith, he can also become like an ancient priest, with a cross in one hand and a Bible in the other, chanting God, and shouting at the devil, who has the loudest voice.

No matter how bad it is, he can run away
Thinking of this, Yorks couldn't help but smile, and felt a little funny.

"Yorks?"

At this time, the phone was also connected, and the old Mike's voice for confirmation sounded.

Yorks put away his drifting thoughts in an instant, and returned: "Well, it's me."

At the same time, the voice sounded in a room full of various research equipment. Old Mike sat on a boss's chair deep inside, looked at the ceiling and sighed,
"I knew you kid would make this call."

Yorks, who was also lying on the sofa and looking at the ceiling, smiled, "Father Mike, you know, I have no sympathy with these evils. Now that I have encountered this incident, I can't let it go."

"You're full of nonsense, I don't know you kid? You can fool others, but you can't fool me." Old Mike's face twitched. He couldn't believe the words of this kid who was more cunning than a devil. He seemed to want to speak, but he interrupted immediately.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

As he said that, Old Mike looked at the scattered documents on the desktop, and his tone became a little serious.

"Yorks, you also know the situation of the Romanian Santa Cata Monastery?"

Hearing this, Yorks also recalled the information about this monastery. Compared with other monasteries established in the city or in popular places, this monastery is somewhat special in nature, belonging to the beginning of the dark period from the fifth to fifteenth centuries The monastery built is also a nunnery at the same time, that is to say, it has the bad habits of the past. It was built in a remote mountain and only accepts nuns and not other priests. The most important thing is that it is not open to the public.

That's why there are people like the French who regularly send supplies.

Yorks thought flashed, and responded,
"Ah."

"So do you know why this Frenchman came to America?" Old Mike said while holding the phone in one hand and the documents on the desktop in the other.

"Because he found a nun who committed suicide, and also found all the nuns who died strangely in this Santa Cata monastery."

"Suicide? All died strangely?"

Yorks frowned slightly. His first concern was the word suicide. Suicide itself does not conform to the clergy in the church, because suicide is a very serious crime in the church and even in the Bible, and it is also inconsistent with their beliefs. In one word, committing suicide is equivalent to denying the way to heaven.

"Suspicious, isn't it?"

Old Mike also frowned, looked at the document in his hand and said quietly, "It's very likely that this Frenchman encountered something in the monastery, so he secretly ran to the United States. Although he doesn't know why, but The Frenchman obviously had problems from the beginning."

Yorks was silent for a while, looking at the ceiling, thinking of the image of the nun and the devil, he muttered to himself.

"He's looking for someone with a psychic physique."

"Huh?" Old Mike was a little puzzled. He didn't hear what Yorks said clearly, but based on his experience, he felt that this kid might have encountered related incidents again.

"What happened to your kid again?"

"No," Yorks didn't answer, but just changed the subject and asked,
"Father Mike, since the Frenchman François Ronci is silent, how do you know what happened in the monastery?"

Old Mike had a tacit understanding and stopped asking, "Because the local person responsible for the supply found that the Frenchman had escaped, and the agreed time had come, so he could only take the supplies and deliver them himself to the Santa Cata Monastery. As a result..."

With that said, Old Mike revealed another very important piece of information.

"Yorks, this matter is very suspicious. The local church has reported this matter to the headquarters for registration and filing. Maybe the headquarters will send people to investigate. If you want to take over this matter, it is best to report this matter before then." Receive it."

Yorks looked at the task window that was always there, and said indifferently,

"Well, I will, Father Mike."

Hearing this tone, the old Mike could hear Yorks' movement to hang up the phone, and before the phone hung up, he said the last sentence.

"Yorks, my Healey is also in Romania..."

　It's the end of the month, ask for tickets, brothers!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)