I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

In the darkness, suddenly there was the sound of a match being struck, and a small flame lit up, which quickly ignited a kerosene lamp.

Two nuns in black robes were holding kerosene lamps, their faces were all pale, and they looked in front of them with fear. In front of the two of them, a wooden door was tightly closed.

The surface of the wooden door was covered with scratches, which looked like they were scratched by fingernails. It should have been a long time ago, and the material was a little black. And on the crossbar in the middle of the wooden door, there is a line of Roman characters engraved.

"This place is not ruled by God!"

"Are you sure we have to do this?"

A nun who looked younger asked the companion next to her in a trembling voice.

And the mature-looking nun nodded vigorously: "We have no choice, sister."

As she spoke, she took out a large and simple key, slowly inserted it into the lock hole on the wooden door, and turned it vigorously. There was only a crisp "click", and the wooden door opened a gap soundlessly.

"I hope the holy object inside is useful, otherwise we really have no way to deal with that evil spirit."

The mature nun was about to open the wooden door, but the young nun grabbed her companion and said anxiously, "I think we should persevere and wait for the support from the Holy See?"

"We don't have a phone here, and we don't even know whether the Holy See has received our request for help, let alone when the help will arrive." The nun sighed, "There is no one alive in the entire monastery except us. It’s up to the two of us to stop it.”

After finishing speaking, the mature nun gritted her teeth and opened the wooden door, and immediately a cold white mist spread from behind the door. Looking at the incomparably pitch-black darkness behind the door, she held a kerosene lamp and walked slowly into the door.

It was too dark inside the door. Even though she was carrying a kerosene lamp, the nun only took three or four steps before being completely engulfed in darkness, and she couldn't even see the light of the kerosene lamp.

With trembling hands, the young nun outside the door knelt on the ground, holding the cross hanging around her neck, and prayed tremblingly: "...Father in heaven, may you be holy, may your kingdom come, may Your will be done on earth..."

Suddenly there was a shrill scream from inside the door. The nun trembled all over in fright, and raised her head suddenly. In the darkness, she suddenly stretched out a blood-stained hand. The nun screamed in fright, and she sat back and fell to the ground. .

With a "snap\

,"The bunch of keys was thrown out of the darkness, and then the mature nun leaned out half of her body from the darkness, her face was covered with blood, and shouted anxiously: "Take the keys and go quickly... remember, it must be possessed to Get out of here, you know what you should do!"

The young nun shook her head vigorously: "No, I can't, I can't do it."

"You have to make a choice. Once it escapes, there will be endless troubles..."

The mature nun screamed and was suddenly dragged into the darkness.

The young nun got up from the ground tremblingly, grabbed the key, and fled outside without looking back. After running out of this secret passage, the nun rushed into the chapel, knelt down in front of the statue of the Virgin Mary with a "plop", and shouted tremblingly: "My Lord, my Holy Mother, may your light shine on the earth, Drive away all darkness..."

Suddenly there was a "crack" sound of thunder outside the window, the nun was startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look out the window.

But when she turned around again, she was horrified to find that half of the face of the Madonna was gone. Under the light of the chandelier, the statue of the Madonna with half of its face missing looked particularly eerie. In a trance, Sister Gan felt that the statue of the Madonna with half of her face missing was looking at her eeriely.

The nun stood up trembling all over, then stumbled out of the chapel and ran up the stone steps to her own residence. After closing the door tightly with her backhand, she walked to the window step by step.

Just beside the window, there was a pile of hemp rope coiled.

The nun hung the bunch of keys around her neck, picked up the hemp rope tremblingly, and turned her head to glance at the door. The locked door suddenly shook violently, and after a while, it burst open.

The candles lit on the wall outside the door were extinguished one by one from far to near. In a trance, one could see a nun in a robe standing in the darkness where the candles could not reach.

The young nun had a look of despair on her face. As the candles outside were extinguished one by one, the cross hanging on the wall inside the house began to slowly rotate.

The young nun pushed open the window, climbed onto the windowsill, stretched out her hand and tied the hemp rope around her neck, looked up at the night sky, and murmured, "Lord, please forgive my sins!"

As she spoke, she jumped, and a moment later, the hemp rope in the room suddenly stretched.

I saw the other section of the hemp rope, which had already been firmly tied to the leg of the bed.

Obviously this young nun was already ready to commit suicide.

With a muffled "bang", the cross in the room turned upside down completely, and was immediately enveloped in flames.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew by, and the window that was pushed open by the nun closed quietly. On the window glass, a ferocious and terrifying nun's face was vaguely reflected.

***

Pushing open the heavy iron door and lifting the heavy curtain, the pungent smell of disinfectant came in front of me. However, Xie Lun could smell keenly that there was a rancid smell hidden in the smell of the disinfectant.

The center of the room was separated by a white silk gauze. When the gauze was lifted, Xie Lun couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Behind the gauze was a big bed, and five priests in white coats and masks stood on both sides of the big bed, and a few stoves were placed a little farther away, and the blazing flames kept leaping from the stoves Then, the steaming room is like an oven.

As for the big bed, it was covered with luxurious and extravagant silks and satins, piled like cotton, and an old man with white hair and wearing a white robe was lying in the middle. I saw a fist-sized tumor growing on the old man's face. Black water kept oozing out of the tumor, and half of his mouth was split below.

"Who is this?"

Xie Lun looked at the leading cardinal with some doubts. The cardinal bowed respectfully to the old man lying on the bed, and said respectfully, "This is His Majesty the Pope."

"Isn't that right?" Sheron frowned, "I remember seeing him on TV last week, parading in a glass enclosure... cough, cough, parade, his body is quite strong, why did he lose weight in just a week? Has it become like this?"

"Oh, you are talking about His Majesty the current Pope, and this is His Majesty the former Pope."

explained the cardinal.

Xie Lun narrowed his eyes: "How long ago?"

"Uh……"

The cardinal opened his mouth, but no words came out. Instead, the old man lying on the bed said, "When the Black Death was raging in the Middle Ages."

"No wonder I feel something is wrong with you." Xie Lun snorted, "It turns out that you are an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years."

"Bold!"

Others glared at Xie Lun, but the former pope waved his hand: "Don't be rude to Lord God-given."

Then he waved to Sheron: "Please come forward, God-given."

Xie Lun looked at the tumor on the old man's face that kept emitting black water, and smiled slightly: "I can hear it very clearly here."

"Don't worry, my disease is not contagious."

"Oh, look at what you said, as if I discriminated against you? How is it possible? I just feel that I should keep a certain distance from a noble person like you to show respect."

With that said, Xie Lun quickly put on a gas mask for himself, took out a bottle of alcohol by the way, and sprayed it on his hands.