American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Don't you think it's a little strange? It's a bit too abrupt to put this thing here." Yorks said calmly as he glanced around the layout of the living room.

Hailey, who was also aware of this, couldn't help but glance at the priest next to him, whose expression had not changed since the beginning, and walked over directly to start rummaging.

After a while, she actually found a safe for her, but it was a safe that required a password to open.

"Father, it seems we still need to wake that guy up and torture him severely!"

Hailey looked at the man unconscious on the floor, still not giving up the idea of ​​interrogating the perverted murderer.

Yorkes didn't answer and glanced at the number keys on the safe.

"Since it is a digital code, according to ordinary people's thinking, this digital code must be a number with some meaning, especially for this kind of sick murderer..."

The priest didn't let go, so Hailey spread her hands helplessly, her tone somewhat self-deprecating.

"Okay, I will use my top student's brain to come up with a password with a total of five numbers. For this, I only express my gratitude to the priest in front of me on my own behalf."

Hearing this seemingly complaining tone, Yorks smiled and said,

"Come on, Hailey, you can think about the numbers you have seen, including the account number or birthday of this perverted murderer, or whose birthday it is. You can try any number as long as it is a number."

With that said, Yorks looked at the clock hanging on the wall, confirmed the time when his neighbor would come back and said calmly.

"Don't worry, we still have a little time to try slowly. If it really doesn't work, we will try to violently demolish it."

"ok!"

Hailey rubbed her face vigorously, sat down cross-legged in front of the safe, and began to enter the numbers she had seen.

［82623］

The wrong beep sounds.

［32184］

Didi didi! !

[…]

Letting Hailey try, Yorks combined his identity as a murderous photographer and first looked at the photos hanging in the hallway and on the walls of the living room.

What’s interesting is that some of these photos are landscapes, and some are more explicit, but only in the living room is there a photo of a smiling woman, and compared to the other explicit photos, her clothes are still intact. .

Glancing at the unconscious murderer, Yorks couldn't help but think of the videos he had seen in his previous life where some up-masters analyzed some murderers.

In their analysis, murderers generally have some mental illness, persistence, crazy obsession, and a hobby for something, and they will leave something behind as a memorial...

He squinted his eyes, simply walked over to take the photo, flipped it through, and saw this one. It was most likely the number 319 on the shooting date plus the name Shalilun. The important thing is where he seemed to be in 319. Saw it.

"Hailey, is this guy's account number suffix 319?"

Hailey was still crossing her legs and trying the password, "What's wrong?"

Yorks came back with the photo, "There is 319 behind this unique photo, and the suffix number of this guy's account is also 319. This must be a number with some kind of meaning. I think it is most likely a birthday or something special." date."

This information is very important. Hailey raised her eyebrows and stopped moving to look at the woman in the photo.

She seemed to have thought of something, and quickly flipped through the pile of letters placed next to her, looking at them one by one. Finally, she found a few letters with numbers that represented the year.

"Father, I think the woman in this photo is probably this perverted first love..."

Hailey shook a few specially selected letters, with an expression on her face that showed she was disgusted by something.

"This guy is a pervert, but he loves his first love. It's really disgusting."

Yorks took the letter and took a look at it. The entire letter was filled with expressions of love, but there were also some memories written on it, such as what he and Sally Lun did together in a certain year and month.

"Try putting it together."

Hailey nodded, and based on using 319 as the back row number, he started trying to combine the years before and after.

［86319］

Didi didi!

"No," Hailey tilted her head and continued to enter numbers from other years.

［88319］

Didi didi!

Hailey raised her eyebrows and continued to enter the number that represented the year revealed in the last letter.

［89319］

Click! Password entered successfully...

[…]

[Random mission: Censor perverts and help Hailey find evidence (completed)]

[Task reward: +1 attribute point (already issued)]

[…]

Hailey looked up subconsciously.

Listening to the mechanical sounds that appeared in his ears at the same time, Yorkshire said gently

"Open it and take a look."

Hailey pursed her lips and opened the safe. Several discs and a dozen photos of different girls appeared inside.

It is not difficult to imagine that these photos are most likely photos of victims deliberately taken by perverted murderers.

Hailey's face became colder, and finally her eyes stopped on one of the photos, which was of her best friend who was tortured and killed.

Hailey gritted her teeth, took the evidence, stood up and walked towards the perverted murderer who was still unconscious on the floor, then raised her foot and kicked the murderer hard between the legs.

“f**k!!”

There was a hint of madness on the childish face.

"Ouch!!!!"

The murderer who looked very much like Ed Warren woke up from the pain.

He immediately covered his middle with both hands, and the pain made him ball up into a roasted lobster, as if the two eggs had burst.

Hearing such a tragic scream, Yorks, who could no longer stop him, silently crossed his legs.

“f**k!!”

"..."

Seeing Hailey raising her foot as if she wanted to continue kicking him, Yorks shook his head and simply walked to the entrance, waiting for her outside.

After leaving the house, Yorks looked at the blue sky, took out his mobile phone and dialed Jeffrey's number, which was also within Jeffrey's jurisdiction.

As soon as the bell rang, the call was connected.

"Hello, Father York?"

Listening to the voice coming from the cell phone, Yorks smiled and said, "Officer Jeffrey, I've got a performance report for you."

Jeffrey, who was working in the police station, heard this and blurted out in shock.

"What achievement?"

The screams and the girl's curses in the room formed a musical score, and Yorkey smiled and said the address here.

"You'll find out when you come here."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

same point in time.

Jeffrey looked at his phone, thought for a while, then stood up, and ordered a few subordinates to follow him.

"..."

"Go to hell! You pervert!"

"f**k!!f**k!!"

"..."

Hailey's hysterical voice in the room never stopped. Yorkshire leaned silently beside the car. Before Jeffrey came, he had no idea of ​​stopping it.

As a priest, he should persuade people to do good and prevent certain evil deeds, but as a person, he pays attention to tooth for tooth and blood for blood.

So, Yorks waited outside, and Hailey vented her anger inside.

This situation didn't last long. After a while, a panting Hailey came out with a pile of evidence.

Seeing this, Yorks looked at Hailey, who had a somewhat silent expression, and said gently,

"Actually, we still have a little time."

Hailey pursed her lips and took a deep breath to calm down. There was a hint of red in her eyes as she shook her head.

"Father, can you take me to another place later?"

"Huh? Where are you going?"

"Naas Cemetery, I want to talk to Janice."

"I think I can, Haley."

"Father!"

"kindness?"

"Thank you."

"..."