American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Father York, what's wrong with you?"

John Wick was keenly aware of the priest's strangeness and asked.

At this time, there was no one in the cubicle, and he could finally return to his normal address.

Calling the priest by his first name just like before made me feel quite awkward and uncomfortable.

The questioning voice fell, and Erin kept holding the gun with both hands and looked over.

According to the priest, the gun she is currently using is a Colt M2000 pistol, which has high shooting accuracy and low recoil that is within her control.

"fine."

Sensing the gazes of the two men, Yorks shook his head and took a look at the results of Erin's shooting.

The fifteen-meter target, all the guns were within the seven-ring range, punching a big hole in the center of the target paper.

"Sure enough, you have a talent for shooting."

Yorks looked at Erin, feeling quite satisfied, took the Colt M2000 from her hand, and said with a smile.

"Let's rest for a while. I'll teach you how to use your abilities later."

Eileen nodded with some unsatisfied thoughts.

I have to say that when I actually hit the target I was aiming for, I felt quite refreshed.

"John, we can use a new batch of guns."

Seeing Irene's appearance, Yorks smiled even more and said to John Wick.

"Okay, Father York." John Wick responded and walked out of the cubicle.

While waiting, Yorks looked at Eileen and said.

"good?"

In his eyes, Irene, who was wearing casual clothes without the monk's uniform, really looked like a young college student. Compared with his increasingly majestic figure, it was like a vision of beauty and the beast.

"Well, it's just that my arm is a little sore." Erin answered seriously, but recalling what she saw when she was shooting, she couldn't help but ask.

"Father, does my psychic ability affect my vision?"

"Of course, there are many subdivisions of psychic abilities, which not only affect vision, but this effect does not directly affect your eyes, but shortens the distance through the perception of psychic abilities.

Your eyes are blurred, but through psychic perception and mental construction, painting, you can see everything in your mind,

In addition to this, psychics can also read other people's thoughts, emotions and intentions, and even understand other people's inner world without verbal communication..."

After hearing the question, Yorks didn't think much, and just opened his mouth to explain in detail what her psychic ability could achieve, but he suddenly saw Irene's expression becoming hesitant.

"So you triggered your psychic powers when you fired?"

Erin looked up at the priest, recalled her feelings and said hesitantly: "Father, I could clearly see the target paper when I fired, and it felt like the distance was very close."

Yorks raised his eyebrows, looked at Erin and continued.

"But it seems that it is not the perception of psychic powers, but what I see with my own eyes."

Erin was a little unsure: "When I concentrate, I can still see the center of the target paper twenty meters away, including the surrounding things."

As soon as these words came out, Yorks was startled for a moment. From the information revealed in the little nun's words, he instantly knew that this was not something that psychic ability could do.

The so-called psychic relies on keen perception, which does not mean that one can transcend the limits of one's own body and be able to clearly see things around him.

Excluding the clarity, the visible range of the human eye is about twenty kilometers. If it is on a high mountain, it is farther. But this function is called field of view, the visual distance. If you want to see objects clearly, the human eye can see ten His eyesight is already very impressive for seeing things three meters away.

Now, Eileen says that she can see everything twenty meters away?

Yorks looked at the nervous Erin, staring directly into her eyes.

really……

Through inhuman vision, Yorks could clearly see the situation in Irene's pupils.

Different from other people's normal pupils, her pupils also have a golden ring.

"What's going on? Is this even evolving?"

Discovering this situation by accident, Yorks was stunned for a moment and looked straight at Erin.

He knew that his eyes were enchanted with magic, and the pupil circles would appear dark red, but that was the color of magic, not his physical eyes.

But Irene’s golden pupil circle is obviously her own, and it is not a pupil circle that can appear in ordinary people...

Seeing the priest suddenly looking at her, his deep and addictive eyes looking directly at her, Irene carefully avoided it, lowered her head and whispered.

"Father, I...is there something wrong with me?"

Yorks came back to his senses instantly, put away the strangeness in his heart, and shook his head.

"No problem, you're very normal."

"So my vision is the ability brought about by my psychic ability?" Irene asked with a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the golden pupil circle, Yorks said with some ambiguity.

"Probably, probably..."

With that said, Yorks looked at the door of the compartment and changed the subject: "They are coming."

………………

"Change target, 25-meter target."

Instead, Yorks ignored the submachine gun he had just replaced, picked up a HK usp pistol, and handed it to Irene while changing the target.

As mentioned before, the longer the distance, the difficulty of shooting at least doubles. For ordinary people, a distance of 25 meters depends not only on marksmanship, but also on the accuracy of the firearm.

The HK usp pistol just meets this requirement. Because of its excellent accuracy and reliability, this gun has always been the weapon of choice for many professional shooting competition players.

Seeing Irene take it, at his signal, she started aiming the gun at the target paper 25 meters away, with a standard posture.

Yorks squinted his eyes and stared at her pupils. Sure enough, the golden pupil circles were more prominent. When Irene concentrated, the pupil circles in her eyes almost glowed golden.

At this moment, he thought of the old man who was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

"Damn it, I'm afraid the old man has ulterior motives. What does he want to do?"

Thinking of this, Yorkist has decided to check Irene's situation. Since Irene is not an ordinary person, then Irene's background cannot be as simple as just coming out of the monastery.

While he was thinking about something, Erin fired.

boom!

Yorks could only put away his mind and look at the target paper 25 meters away. He looked at the bullet holes still within the seventh ring and sighed in his heart.

Erin's performance had exceeded his expectations.

…

The results came out. Within a 25-meter range, all the guns were fired within the seventh ring.

This result not only surprised John Wick, who looked calm, but also surprised the club staff after confirming the target paper.

"Not a bad result."

Yorks silently put away the HK usp in Irene's hand, looking at her a little excited expression and said calmly.

"It seems that today was not in vain."

Yorks then picked up an AUG assault rifle with relatively small recoil and began to instruct the excited Irene on how to use the rifle.

"Try it."

After York's instruction, he asked her to get familiar with it first and not to worry about accuracy.

Suddenly, a clicking sound sounded.

John Wick, on the other hand, quietly came over and looked at Sister Irene holding a rifle and shooting non-stop. Her temperament seemed to have become fierce, and he whispered.

"Father, Sister Irene is really a novice?"

Yorks glanced at him. John Wick still looked cold and emotionless, but why did you even ask him that?

"Yes." Yorks looked at Eileen and replied smoothly:

"of course"

He also understood John Wick. After all, the little nun's change after holding a gun was really great.

The gentle, homely, sweet and cute style has long ceased to exist amidst the rattling gunshots, and there is only that calm and focused look on his face.

This is a situation that only happens to veterans.

"Better than I was then." Yorks looked at the increasingly excited Irene and muttered with some uncertainty in his heart.

"But you won't teach Irene the wrong way, right?"

Seeing that Irene was still unfinished after finishing the shot in one breath, Yorks silently took the rifle from her hand and said.

"Take a rest first."

After the gun left her hand, Irene instantly returned to her gentle, homely, sweet and lovely appearance.

"Okay, Father," she said obediently.

Yorks shook his head and put the rifle on the table, but his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and he looked up outside.

The occurrence of this situation left John Wick and Erin stunned.

"What's the matter? Father." John Wick, who had been paying attention, asked.

Yorks didn't answer, his eyebrows were frowning more and more than before.

He has always focused a part of his mind on the three-dimensional figure, alert to any situation.

Now he can see outside within a range of one hundred meters.

A car was speeding from the moment it appeared and rushed to the door of the club.

The person who got off the car was Rich Ward, the club owner, and he hurried in.

"I'm sorry, dear members, the club is temporarily in an emergency and will be closed now. I'm really sorry. I will make up for your losses in the future."

The horn also sounded at this moment, and Rich Ward's voice spread throughout the club.

"It should also be noted that the military base here is preparing to commandeer this place for secret activities. As for what the activities will be, I cannot comment because it is a military secret.

If you don’t want to be regarded as a spy, for the sake of safety, members please leave this town and return to the city as soon as possible..."

Rich Ward's words seemed hurried, very abrupt and full of loopholes, but they also caught everyone in the club by surprise, because no matter what, they were equivalent to driving away guests.

York's eyebrows relaxed and his face turned expressionless.

In his stereogram, as soon as Rich Ward finished speaking to the manager in the lobby, he quickly drove away from the club alone.

There was something strange about the whole process.

He hurried away immediately after the announcement, as if Rich Ward came back just to say this.

The sound of eviction began to sound, and the staff, driven by the manager, began to evict people.

But there are always some members who feel offended, refuse the staff's eviction and arrangements, and want to find an explanation from Rich Ward.

So there were some curses mixed in with the noise.

"Father York?" John Wick keenly sensed something was wrong from the priest's expression and the situation just now.

"John, do you know why that army is stationed here?" Yorks said calmly.

He had already thought of the conversation he had heard before. A scientist accidentally made a hole? Is there something inside?

The combination of the hole made by the scientist and the things inside made him vaguely think of something.

"I don't know." John Wick recalled seriously: "Rishi Ward never told me that he once made a joke, and I don't know whether it is true or not."

"What's the joke?" Yorkshire looked at John Wick.

"He said that the purpose of the army stationed here is to study aliens." John Wick looked at the priest with uncertainty in his eyes.

He didn't believe it in the past, but after the physical examination that night, he was no longer sure whether the joke was true or false. Since there were unknown monsters, there must also be aliens.

"Haha, aliens..."

Yorks smiled and watched the club staff appear from the door of the compartment. Bento walked out before he could speak.

"Eileen, John, let's go too."

"yes…"

As always, John Wick and Erin silently followed Yorkes.

The three of them left the club and went directly outside.

At this moment, there was already a group of members standing in the parking lot outside who had just been kicked out by the staff and were about to leave.

"What is that?" someone asked, pointing forward.

No one paid attention to this sentence, but after the first car left, the owner of the car gave an enthusiastic reply.

"Idiot, that's fog."

At the same time, someone also got into the car and said as he was about to drive away.

"Isn't this just normal fog?"

The person who answered smoothly cast a strange look at the person who asked the question.

"What's weird?"

However, after the person who asked the question drove away, he stared at the white mist far beyond the horizon and murmured.

"It's sunny today, it's too sunny, and there are no conditions for fog to form at all. Even if there were, it wouldn't be so thick..."

As he spoke, he looked at the wisp of white mist in the distance and then at the clear sky, staring at the sky with a big sun, while walking into his car.

"Too strange."

The muttering came clearly to the ears of Yorks, who was also standing in the parking lot with a calm face. The car had already left.

"Yeah, that's weird."

Yorks stared at the sudden white mist and said.

The location of the club is already high, allowing people to clearly see the houses gathered there and the general appearance of the town.

At the entrance and exit around the town is a road that spreads into the woods.

There was already a layer of white mist over there in the forest, lingering among the tree crowns. It was very light on the outside, but so thick on the inside that it was difficult to see everything inside.

"That mountain seems to be where the army is stationed. There are troops, scientists, caves, things, thick white fog..."

Yorks fully understood everything, looking at the thick white mist lingering on the tree canopy that seemed to be slowly spreading, fragments of memory flashed in his eyes.

"It turns out to be a fog. I wonder how the combination of this information makes it feel familiar."

Yorks immediately turned around and walked towards the club again.

John Wick and Irene looked puzzled and subconsciously followed the priest.

"What's the matter, Father York?" Eileen asked first.

"Is there something wrong with that white mist?"

"have."

Yorks said calmly: "A large number of monsters are about to arrive. With the spread of the white mist, we have no time to leave."

With that said, Yorks did not explain, but just said to John Wick, who had always been expressionless.

"John, get ready to fight."

Then, before walking into the club, he said to Irene who looked confused.

"And you... are also ready for training..."

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