Getting stronger makes people happy.

The feeling that every cell in his body was throbbing with pride made York's mental side a little dazed.

He's obsessed with random tasks and the rewards in them, and it's hard to say it's not for that enjoyment.

It's like those fitness freaks who go to the gym every day can't say that it's not for the aftertaste after the gym.

As they say, fitness is addictive, and he is addictive.

Long.

The candlelight on both sides swayed.

The night grew darker.

I don't know how long it took, but York, who was sitting on the bench in front of him, shook again, and he was instantly freed from the pleasure that made people trance.

"What time is it......"

Looking at the statue of Jesus that had been there all along, York subconsciously took out his mobile phone.

【20：53】

York shook his head, only to feel that time passed a little quickly, from the moment he added points, two hours passed unconsciously.

The important thing is that at such a late hour, except for believers who really need to repent or need help, the guests who come are generally not normal people or have nothing good, so when there is no one, if it is really unnecessary, he will always choose to leave work.

Picking up the Bible that had been placed next to him, York prepared to get up.

Perhaps he prayed every day, and God finally sighed once, and before he could get up, a sound of footsteps rang in his ears.

The improvement of his all-round physique made his five senses extremely sensitive at this time.

"Two people? Adult? ”

Through the sound of footsteps in his ears, a three-dimensional picture appeared in York's mind, two people walking in the square outside, walking towards the main building, getting closer and closer, until the door.

York shook his head again, shook the three-dimensional diagram out of his mind, and looked at the door.

“……”

"Father York, are you there?" Before the person appeared, the voice sounded first.

This familiar voice reminded Yorkes of a police officer he knew, the same one he had met in the Tem community.

"Baker? Check it so fast? ”

York raised an eyebrow, not panicked, not even at all, because he was not worried about whether he would be caught.

He is not an ordinary person, but a bishop who is respected by several communities, and even the bishop who has appointed him is the real priest of the current pope, which means that unless he quits the church, these law enforcement officers will not touch him at all without sufficient evidence.

"Father York!"

With the shouting, two people appeared at the door, one with a big belly and the other with a thin body, both of them wearing civilian clothes.

York looked at the pot-bellied man first and said softly.

"Officer Baker. Is there anyone I need help with coming so late? ”

……………………………………………

The hall was still lit by candlelight, and the quiet atmosphere was shattered by a small sound.

"Father York, do you think there really are demons in this world?"

The pot-bellied Officer Baker sat next to York, and he glanced at his colleague who was sitting on another row of stools with his eyes closed and his fists in earnest prayer, and his expression was a little difficult to speak.

York thought about it seriously, there were indeed things in this parallel world, not only demons, but even vampires, but he couldn't convince people who had not encountered and were atheistic that there were demons.

"If you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't."

Hearing this, Officer Baker withdrew his gaze from his colleague.

"I don't believe it, but my colleague does."

As he spoke, Officer Baker continued with a puzzled look on his face.

"Father, you know, because when he was a kid he listened to his mother's little stories, well, it's the kind of children's stories, it's incredible that he has believed it until now."

I don't understand what medicine these two police officers sell, and York, who has been with him until now, deliberately glanced at another police officer who was praying earnestly.

"What's the story?"

"Well...... Think about it. Officer Baker recalled, and then spoke.

"He said that a demon that roamed the world could incarnate as a man, and that demon liked to punish sinners, and before the souls of sinners were taken away, he would gather some specially selected sinners in one place, and then torture them with cruel means......

At this, Officer Baker spread his hands, his fingers dangling beside his temples, and the characteristic American expression reappeared.

"You say, believe this kind of little story, is there really something wrong with this guy's brain?"

York didn't answer, but he wrote down this story in his heart, if there is really such a demon who is active in the human world and plays a judgment role, then this demon is really not simple and quite strong, you must know that walking in the human world is equivalent to walking under the nose of God, if God really exists.

"Amen."

"Hey, Father!" Officer Baker saw that Yorkes did not answer, but only crossed it, and he continued to ask.

"You think I'm right, don't you?"

However, the moment his words fell, a hand slapped him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, dear Officer Baker who thinks I've got something wrong with my brain, there's a new case going on......"

As he spoke, the lean officer nodded at York, and strode to the door.

Officer Baker was taken aback, looking at his colleague who had walked out a few meters away, his expression was a little embarrassed, who let him say bad things behind his back and was discovered by the person concerned.

"Father, thank you for your reception, let's go first, and come back next time."

Officer Baker said, picking up the coat next to him and getting up and walking out of the bench, but before he could take two steps, he suddenly stopped and shrugged back to York, and said in a relaxed tone.

"Father, you haven't been to the Tem neighborhood lately, have you?"

York shook his head and replied in a calm voice.

"Nope."

"Oh, then I'm relieved." Officer Baker smiled and continued as if in a reminder. "Recently, the Tem community has been unsafe, there were several shootouts the day before yesterday, good guys, a mysterious person who suddenly appeared shot all the important members of the Vance gang in just one day, one day......"

As he spoke, Officer Baker paused, stared at the priest in front of him and continued.

"Father, did you say that this mysterious man is playing a game of justice?"

York, still calm, made a cross on his chest. "That's a bit of an overarching question, Officer Baker, I'm just an ordinary priest, not a professional crime analyst."

"Oh yes, look at my brain." Officer Baker patted his head as if he had realized it.

"I'm sorry, Father York."

York said calmly.

"It's fine."

Hearing this, Officer Baker looked at the priest in front of him seriously and nodded deeply, then grabbed his coat with one hand and left the place, and soon disappeared from view.

The hall was deserted, and once again Yorks was left alone on a row of benches.

"These two are fishing?"

Yorkes replied to the whole process, making sure that nothing was missing, he smiled indifferently, got up with his Bible, and walked towards the contribution box under the statue of Jesus, ready to count the money and leave work.