American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 98 Phone——

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 to get there.

As always, with the help of sensible people like Ed and Drew, Yorks didn't need to do anything except pick up the backpack containing the sacred C4 bomb. He only had to watch silently as the two delivered everything to his door. .

"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 York." Ed shook his head.

"Actually, you help us more."

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

"Father York, the matter with Rowling should be resolved, right?"

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

"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 now known, Yorkes believes that the unknown things on Janet and Rowling should be the locator set by the demon who transformed into a nun.

After hearing this, Ed finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him heartily.

"Thank you, Father York, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do before things get more serious."

"We are friends, Ed, you don't have to be so polite." Yorks smiled calmly,

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

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

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

"Then let's go, Father York."

Ed continued

"Goodbye, Ed." York said calmly.

"Goodbye, Father Yorkist."

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After watching the eight-seater SUV leave, Yorks picked up his backpack and turned around to go home. He finally had a chance to make a phone call.

Put all the things such as holy grenades, holy enchanted ammunition, SHAK-12 and other things, put the backpack of holy c4 bomb at your feet, Yorks lay comfortably on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and found the phone number of old Mike Called it.

Although Luo Lin's hidden dangers have been solved, he really doesn't want to let go of the 40-point mission reward if possible. After all, his current strength is no better than when he was as cautious as before. There are means of attack from both near and far, and the large reserves of arms are not in vain.

If all the weapons in his hand are used up and the demon is not killed, he still has magic power and spiritual power to take the last step. If these two are also used up, he can also fight a close battle with the demon with his own physical fitness.

No matter how bad he is, relying on his eternal power of faith, he can become like the ancient priests, with a cross in one hand and a Bible in the other, chanting God, shouting at each other with the devil, and competing to see whose voice is louder.

No matter how bad things go, he can still 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 Old Mike's voice sounded for confirmation.

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

At the same time, a sound rang out in a room filled with various research equipment. Old Mike sat on a boss's chair deep inside, looked at the ceiling and sighed,

"I knew your boy would make this call."

Yorks, who was also lying on the sofa and looking at the ceiling, smiled and said, "Father Mike, you know, I am inseparable from these evils. Now that I have encountered this matter, I naturally cannot let it go."

"You're talking nonsense, I don't know you kid? You can fool others, but you can't fool me either." Old Mike's old face twitched. He didn't believe the words of this boy who was more cunning than the devil. He heard Yorkist on the other side of the phone. He seemed to be about to speak out, but he immediately interrupted.

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

As he spoke, Old Mike looked at the documents scattered on the table and his tone became a little serious.

"Yorks, do you also know about the situation of Santa Cata Monastery in Romania?"

After hearing this, Yorkist also recalled the information about this monastery. Compared with other monasteries established in cities or popular places, the nature of this monastery is somewhat special. It belongs to the beginning of the dark period from the fifth to the fifteenth century. The monastery built was also a nunnery, which meant that it had the same bad habits as before. It was built in a remote mountain and only accepted nuns and not other clergy. The important thing was that it was not open to the outside world.

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

York's thoughts flashed through his mind and he responded,

"Um."

"So do you know why this Frenchman came to the United States?" Old Mike held his mobile phone in one hand and picked up the documents on the desktop with the other while reading.

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

"Suicide? All died mysteriously?"

Yorks frowned slightly. His first concern was the word suicide. Suicide itself is not in line with 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. Violation, in one sentence, suicide is equivalent to ending the way to heaven.

"Suspicious, isn't it."

Old Mike also frowned, looking at the document in his hand and said quietly, "This Frenchman probably encountered something in the monastery, so he kept it secret and secretly came to the United States. Although I don't know what the reason was, but The Frenchman obviously had problems from the beginning."

Yorks was silent for a while, looking at the ceiling, remembering the image of the nun and the devil and murmuring to himself.

"He's looking for people with psychic qualities."

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

"What happened to your boy again?"

"No," Yorks didn't answer, just changed the topic and asked,

"Father Mike, since the Frenchman French Renzi is invisible, how do you know what happened to the monastery?"

Old Mike made a tacit agreement and stopped asking questions, "Because the local people in charge of supply discovered that the Frenchman had run away, and the agreed time came, so he had no choice but to take the supplies and transport them himself to Santa Carta 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 and registered it. The headquarters may send people to investigate. If you want to take over this matter, it is best to report it before that. Take it into your hand.”

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

"Yeah, I will, Father Mike."

Hearing this tone, Old Mike could hear Yorkes preparing to hang up the phone. Before hanging up, he said the last words.

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

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