American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

This white-haired old man is none other than the old Brown I met in the Tem community earlier.

Looking at Old Brown's tired face and endless sadness in his eyes, Yorks seemed to know something, and he replied in a steady voice.

"Well, I just came back this morning."

Old Brown's forced smile remained unchanged and he said sincerely. "Father, can you be a listener to me? I have no one to speak to."

Yorks put his hands together and said calmly. "Happy to oblige."

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The main building has a hall altar as a place for prayer and mass, as well as a place for listeners and confiders, a semi-partitioned area for believers to talk privately with the priest, and a spiritual room or prayer room for believers to pray quietly, meditate or seek spirituality. The place of guidance can also be used to receive spiritual counseling and psychological support.

Yorks took Old Brown to a dark corner next to the hall and sat down in his seat. Old Brown also sat down in front of Yorks.

There is a partition between the two people. In the gap under the partition, the face cannot be seen, only the upper body can be seen. This facilitates the confidant to express what is in his heart without pressure.

Yorkshire knows what the listener's duty is, and the best way is to remain silent and let the talker speak first.

In fact, he probably also knows about the situation of old Brown. His wife, who has grown old together, lies in the hospital bed and does not know whether she is alive or dead. She is like a vegetative state and has to rely on hanging needles to survive in the world every day.

In addition to this, Old Brown also often complained that his body was getting more and more decaying. One of his words was to mock himself as a rotting zombie...

Yorks closed his eyes and waited quietly for the moment when Old Brown spoke.

For a moment, the only sound left in the entire space was the breathing of the two people.

I don’t know how long it took, but the old Brown seemed to be mentally prepared and spoke the first words with difficulty.

"Father, does heaven really exist?"

York opened his eyes. He actually didn't know if heaven really existed, even though he knew that there was hell where demons lived.

"If you think heaven exists, then it really does exist. If you think it doesn't exist, then it doesn't exist. But I think heaven does exist..."

Hearing these words, the corners of Old Brown's mouth twitched upward silently. For the sake of his wife, he, who had no faith at all, was willing to believe that heaven really existed.

The conversation ended and the whole space became quiet again, but not long after, Old Brown's voice continued to sound. He looked at the partition and seemed to be recalling the quiet road.

"Father, my wife is gone today."

Yorks had already guessed this and made the sign of the cross calmly.

"Amen, Lady Judith will be welcomed wherever the Lord is."

Old Brown's wife is a true believer, and his words are well-founded. Doesn't heaven exist just for these people...

Old Brown blinked, his eyes filled with sadness as he thought of something.

"I also believe that someone will take her to heaven. Judith is so kind..."

Speaking of which, Old Brown told what happened today.

"I went to see her yesterday, and Judith seemed to be awake a lot..."

"But I didn't expect that Judith was about to leave. She said the only thing she cared about was that I couldn't take good care of myself..."

"She was still looking at me when she was dying. Father, do you know that she didn't trust me even when she was lying in bed..."

"..."

Hearing this, Yorks could imagine this scene. He remained silent and continued to listen to Old Brown's story.

As Old Brown talked, he gradually went back to his past memories and began to talk about his encounter with his wife, his relationship with his wife, their wedding and their beautiful life...

"We lived so happily and happily..."

By this point, Yorks has become a real listener. As Brown said, he needs someone who can listen to him.

At the end of the day, Brown Sr. talked about another unrelated thing, he said.

"Father, thank you for listening. I feel better. Can I ask you a question?"

Yorks remained calm and responded.

"Um."

"You remember those kids who made fun of God, right?"

Old Brown's voice was very calm, and York's eyes darkened. Of course he remembered, after all, it didn't take long, and he always felt that those people would be unlucky one day.

"Remember."

As soon as he said this, Old Brown's voice sounded.

"I recently found out what they have done. They come from a gang called Vance. They smoke dupe, grow marijuana, extort innocent people, and sell drugs to others.

Do you think they are guilty? "

After hearing this, Yorks thought for a while, but he didn't understand what Old Brown was trying to do to investigate these people. You must know that Old Brown had told him not to pay attention to these scum before.

"Human beings are God's creation. The Lord has said that we must respect life and body, and protect the health of ourselves and others, so the Lord's mercy and forgiveness will not stop at them..."

Yorks kept talking, but what he didn't know was that Old Brown's eyes became determined as he spoke.

"I understand, Father, thank you for chatting with this bad old man like me for a whole day."

Old Brown seemed to be leaving as he spoke, and Yorkes saw him getting up from the gap below.

"You're welcome, this is my duty, but Mr. Brown, can you tell me what you are trying to do by tracking down these people?"

Old Brown stopped standing up and said calmly.

"I didn't do anything. I just wanted to make sure they were guilty."

After hearing this, Yorks looked at the gap under the partition.

It was empty. Old Brown was gone.

He didn't move, recalling Old Brown's words.

Convicted, what next?

An idea inexplicably appeared in York's mind. According to common sense, confirmation of guilt usually ends with trial, and the two are interrelated.

"Old Brown wants to judge those scum?" Yorks couldn't believe his guess.

After all, Old Brown is almost eighty years old. Even if he was a retired officer, logically speaking, he should not have the physical strength and strength to judge these young and strong young men.

Between an old man who is almost eighty years old and a young man, it is obvious who is stronger and who is weaker.

How can the falling sunset be compared with the rising sun.

Yorks immediately stood up and walked out of the listening position, preparing to leave and ask Old Brown again.

There must be something he doesn't know about.

But when he left, a thick envelope on the stool where Old Brown was sitting reflected in his eyes.

Yorks suddenly stopped where he was, looked at the envelope and sighed inwardly, then picked it up. He could tell what was inside the envelope without opening it.

Based on its thickness, there should be quite a few inside.

What made him sigh was that there was another sentence written on the envelope. Old Brown seemed to have guessed what he would do.

"Father, please don't stop me..."

Holding the envelope and thinking of Old Brown's situation, Yorks' eyes were filled with uncertainty.

Old Brown promised Ms. Judith to live a good life, but Old Brown seems to have decided to attack those scum. Why is this?

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