American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

It didn't take long.

The heavily armed Yorkist drove out of the garage in a Ford Raptor.

Under the floor oil, the Raptor penetrated directly into the darkness, and in an instant, only the red rear end was left.

It was already early in the morning, and Yorkshire roared all the way, and it didn't take long to reach its destination.

"Number 130!"

Reciting this house number, Yorks looked at the short building on the right and got out of the car with a calm expression.

At this time, he was wearing a bulletproof suit, with a total of twelve full magazines hung on both sides of the suit. The ammunition capacity was fifteen rounds, a total of one hundred and eighty rounds, all of which were nine-mm caliber bullets.

Looking at the closed iron door of the low building, Yorks took out his Beretta 92F pistol and kicked it hard with his foot.

The average strength of ordinary people, including speed, etc., is 10, but York's all-round physical fitness is 24, which is fully twice the data that is already outside the scope of ordinary people.

With a bang, the iron door was kicked open by Yorkist and flew several meters in.

The huge sound caused screams one after another inside.

"woman?"

Yorks frowned, mobilized all the magic power in his body and his five senses, and walked inside.

As a result, like Old Brown, he also saw a scene that was heartbreaking.

In one small room after another, the people inside seemed to be in shock, huddled in the corner in fear and watched him trembling.

"..."

"NO!!"

"Please..."

"Do not kill me……"

"I will be obedient and do whatever you want me to do..."

"..."

Looking at these women, even though Yorkist had long been accustomed to life and death, he didn't want to look at them anymore. He held the gun indifferently and strode towards them.

As you go deeper, you can see the open door of the room, and the body lying in a pool of blood inside comes into view.

Yorks, who had already thought of the outcome, took a deep breath and continued walking over.

Everything in the room is clear and crisp.

There are three corpses at the feet, two corpses in the wine rack on the right, and three corpses next to the sofa.

The white-haired old man was lying on the sofa and there was no movement.

There are various signs that a fierce gun battle took place in this room.

Looking at Old Brown lying on the sofa, Yorks pursed his lips and walked over. He had been mentally prepared since the day he separated from Old Brown.

At this moment, the corpse at his feet seemed to move.

"Save me, save me..."

Yorks looked down and saw that the corpse lying at the front grabbed his feet with considerable force.

Looking at this man who was struggling tenaciously, Yorks' mind instantly flashed back to the boys who had teased him that day.

boom! ! ! !

With a deadpan look on his face, Yorks gave him a headshot and sent him to ask God if he could poop.

The hand at his feet was gone, and York continued to walk towards Old Brown lying on the sofa, and then gently picked up the old man.

"Going home, Mr. Brown."

"..."

The Ford Raptor left, and not long after, several police cars with flashing blue and red lights roared over. The first to get out was Officer Baker, who had a solemn look on his face.

"Come at me!"

He waved his hand and led a group of police officers into the low building.

…………………………………………

Old Brown, who has no children, can be regarded as a foreigner who moved from other places. There are not many people who have connections with him.

But Yorkist still gave him some dignity, a perfect funeral process, at least he wasn't alone when he left.

In accordance with the unwritten will of Old Brown's family, Yorks buried him and his wife, Lady Judith, together.

During the eulogy and memorial ceremony, York put on a robe, ribbon, collared shawl, vest, and teaching shoes that he had not worn for a long time. He reviewed the life and memories of Brown and his wife Judith at the altar of the church hall.

Tell the participants the story that Old Brown told him.

During the Bible reading and prayer, Yorks read Bible verses to lead participants to think about issues of life and death, and to seek comfort and prayer for the deceased.

The final step is the resting and farewell ceremony.

Witnessed by Yorks and participants, a cross was placed on top of the coffin, and some belongings of Brown and his wife Judith, such as photos, were slowly lowered into the cemetery.

Seeing a familiar person buried like this, Yorks sighed inwardly, then picked up the Bible and performed the final requiem prayer.

The participants behind him, such as Ms. Mosang and other believers, also closed their eyes and clasped their fists.

The sound of York's reading echoed in this peaceful cemetery.

"..."

“Lord, we gather in this solemn hour to ask you for comfort and strength.

We dedicate the deceased to you and ask you to accept his/her soul and bring him/her into your eternal embrace.

Lord, let us look back on the life of the deceased and feel the love, kindness and wisdom he/she brought among us.

Please comfort their families and friends and grant them peace and forgiveness.

May your peace and forgiveness be bestowed upon the soul of the deceased and upon his/her family and friends.

In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, I pray, Amen. "

"..."

The funeral is over.

After sending the participants, such as Ms. Mosan and other believers, away, Yorks stood in front of the tomb with a Bible and stared at it for a long time, then looked at the lawyer who was also standing next to him.

"You said Mr. Brown left something for me?"

As soon as he arrived, the lawyer in a black suit nodded and handed over a document bag in his hand.

"This is what Mr. Brown left for you. I have transferred all the properties and houses in his name to you according to his instructions."

Yorks was stunned and had never thought of this at all. According to Old Brown's will left at home, he basically donated all the things he left behind as Old Brown said.

"Did Mr. Brown personally ask you to do this?" Yorkes hesitated.

The lawyer nodded and said seriously.

"Yes, just yesterday Mr. Brown found me..."

After the lawyer left, Yorks looked at the document bag in front of him and didn't think about it for a long time. Although he and Old Brown had been in contact for a long time, this gift was obviously a bit too heavy.

Although the house left by Old Brown is in the Temu community, its location is not bad, and it can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Forget it, Old Brown left behind a fortune of hundreds of thousands of dollars.

This is all the result of saving money for the elderly.

Involuntarily thinking of his interactions with Brown, York took a look at the photo of Brown and his wife Judith on the tombstone.

Their smiles were so bright.

Yorks rubbed his face vigorously and left the place.

Receiving kindness from others can only be repaid with blood.

While walking towards the church, Yorks took out his mobile phone and called an information dealer he knew well.

"Yo? Dear priest? Why did you remember to call me?"

The voice of Sister Yu came from the cell phone, which was out of touch and extremely frivolous.

Through this voice, Yorks thought of the woman with a stinky personality like a little brat. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said seriously.

"Help me check out this little gangster named Vance. The more complete information on its members, including its peripheral personnel, the better..."