Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

After talking to Du Wei about the psychiatric hospital, the three of James left the psychological consultation clinic.

They now need to go back and get ready and deal with Harry's arm problem by the way.

The agreed time is to set off at three o'clock in the afternoon, and then we will meet at the psychiatric hospital together.

first floor.

Du Wei sat on the sofa calmly, his eyes always on the antique clock.

The pointers overlapped, and the speed was the same as before, rotating neither fast nor slow.

He is thinking about the current situation and the next countermeasures.

From yesterday to today, too many things happened.

First of all, the heads of four cultists appeared at home. It is conceivable that these people must have visited their own house, and there are other cultists alive.

These people are a threat to Du Wei.

"Maybe I should take down the warning sign hanging on the door?"

"But it seems that cultists don't seem to be the ones who will send me couriers."

Du Wei thought for a while, took out the medical records, turned to his own page, and wrote a new line below.

[1. Cultist: The purpose is unknown, and it has a relatively strong danger, which needs to be resolved]

[2. T...N: The medium is the head? Need to go to a psychiatric hospital, to be resolved】—that is, the nun.

[3. Evil spirits in the house: Temporarily less dangerous, to be resolved]

After writing this, Du Wei frowned again, closed the medical record and put it away.

"The mask currently has a lot of cracks, and it may not be used many times. Its function is more reflected in another identity than ability, but it may be used in a psychiatric hospital."

"In addition, antique clocks are not easy to carry, and this thing, I always feel that it is hidden too deeply. If it is the same thing as the mask, the evil spirit inside has never shown any abnormalities, and it is even possible Evil spirits don't exist."

"This is an uncertain factor, which can be abandoned for the time being."

As Du Wei said, he put the mask into his backpack and sorted out all his things.

Wearing a mask that can be used as an evil spirit, two bottles of holy water, a bottle and a half of bone meal that can deal with evil spirits, a silver cross dagger from Andrew, and a lighter that can only be lit when evil spirits appear.

Well...and that ring.

and handguns with him.

As for the inverse cross ornament that was torn off from the nun's chest by the evil spirit Du Wei, it disappeared strangely at home.

After tidying up, Du Wei prepared to eat something to replenish his energy.

But for some reason, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"It seems that it has nothing to do with the evil spirit..."

...

Noon, 12:00.

Du Wei took a shower, wore a relatively loose windbreaker, and sat on the sofa.

Antique clocks hang on the walls and Annabelle in a framed cabinet.

In front of him was the laptop that had been placed on the first floor.

At this time, Du Wei was browsing the files sent by Alex in the mailbox.

The content is about the auction of antique clocks, as well as information between the psychiatric hospital and the former church

The first half is useless for what Du Wei is going to do now, so he turned directly to the mental hospital and the church.

Um……

This psychiatric hospital has always been normal, and nothing abnormal happened, and in the information records in the past year, the only thing is strange news;

A psychiatrist thought he was a doctor, and tried to treat other mental patients in a psychiatric hospital. As a result, several mental patients were cured miraculously.

"This looks like a drama..."

Du Wei frowned, and pulled down the mouse wheel,

Continue to look up.

This time, it's about the church.

[In 1993, a fire broke out in a church in the suburbs of New York. Half of the clergy died in the fire. It was suspected of arson, but after investigation, no relevant information could be found. All the survivors did not know the matter The process can only come to an end. 】

[In 1998, the abandoned church was demolished, and a psychiatric hospital was rebuilt on the original basis, and the dean was originally a female clergyman]

At the bottom, there is also Alex's comment: The dean is actually a clergyman, are these people joking? Is it necessary to say hallelujah to the mentally ill every day? They are like mentally retarded!

When he saw this, Du Wei couldn't help but think of Alex's remorse, and he couldn't help being a little speechless.

"However, this is really abnormal...Maybe the dean can tell me something."

After Du Wei said so, he closed the computer.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered what he had forgotten.

Um……

Last night, after Alex finished talking with himself on the phone, he said that he would take the initiative to call her.

Du Wei has always felt that women are very complicated, and falling in love is a more complicated matter.

So he has never been in love until now.

But this kind and beautiful woman really helped me a lot.

Well...whether it's material or informational.

So, he took out his mobile phone and called Alex.

To his surprise, the call was connected instantly as soon as he called.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a sneer from the other end of the phone: "I've been waiting for you all morning, and I'm finally willing to call me? Are you busy? Huh?"

"Uh... yes."

Du Wei didn't expect Alex to be on the other end of the phone all the time, and his face suddenly became a little complicated.

What's the point?

Alex snorted coldly: "Forget it, since you didn't dove on me, I chose to forgive you."

As she said that, her tone softened again: "Next time you can call me earlier, um...Baby, you know, we don't need so many courtesies."

Du Wei was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, I will try my best next time."

"You..." Alex said helplessly, "You know, you are very good at talking the world to death."

"I don't think so." Du Wei said calmly, "So what should I say? Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I actually found myself gaining a pound, so I'm going to lose weight."

"Okay, I wish you a smooth weight loss, I may have something to do these two days."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long time, Alex's tangled voice came: "Why do you have so many things every day?"

Du Wei said lightly: "I don't want to either, but the fact is like this."

Alex said angrily: "Then my dear Dr. Du Wei, are you free next Tuesday?"

Du Wei thought for a while and said, "If these two days go well, next Tuesday should be fine, so what do you want to tell me? A date?"

Alex said helplessly: "Next Tuesday is my birthday, but my parents probably won't have time to come. They sent me a sum of money to celebrate my birthday by myself."

Du Wei raised his eyebrows and said, "I probably understand what you mean, and I will go when the time comes."

"Can't dove?"

"Well...probably not."