Rain.

Lightning shuttled through the dark and oppressive sky, quite terrifying.

Rumble! A muffled thunderclap exploded.

The pouring rain was pouring down on a bridge car that was moving away from JFK.

Lying on his back seat, he glanced at the rain flowing from the window, but he didn't feel terrible, but he felt emotion and stability.

Although New York is considered to be a humid city in the United States, it has not rained so much for a long time.

Thinking of something, York turned his head to look to the side.

Trainee Sister Irene, dressed in a white trainee monastic robe, was sitting there very upright.

"Take it easy." Yorksy smiled gently.

Rumble! Thunderstorms began one after another.

Erin's body stiffened instantly, but she still spoke,

"I will, Father."

Looking at Erin's hands gripping on her robes, York smiled.

"You're afraid of thunder?"

Irene replied truthfully, "One thing, but Father, please trust me that I will adapt to the climate here as soon as possible, and it will not affect your work." ”

Hearing this one-glance answer, accustomed to being alone, Yorkes could only reply with this sentence.

"Okay."

At this moment, he felt the mobile phone that he had been holding in his arms suddenly vibrate.

"When?"

Yorkes glanced at the center window in the front row.

［22：21］

The phone call at ten o'clock in the evening is usually something.

With this in mind, Yorks took out his vibrating phone and looked at the screen.

Unexpectedly, the caller was an unfamiliar, unimpressed number.

But it was this unfamiliar number that reminded Yorks of Hayley's girlfriend before the business trip.

It seems to be called Bridget?

Regarding the random task, York did not refuse this strange call, and under the gaze of Erin, he clicked to the connected icon.

Before he could speak, a crying tone rang on his mobile phone, and a small voice came out first.

"Father York! I'm Brigette, Hayley's girlfriend and I've got dirty stuff in my house right now! Can you come here,

Please save us! please！ ”

Hearing this series of words, York was not surprised, but habitually squinted his eyes and subconsciously analyzed it for the first time.

His voice was mixed with exhalation and hoarseness, which made it easy for him to think of where Bridget was nesting, hiding from something, maybe it was the demon he had judged before.

Thinking of this, Yorks didn't ask anything, and said calmly.

"Address!"

At the moment when this sentence fell, Bridget on the other side seemed very surprised, and coincidentally, the location she said was the area where JFK International Airport is located, that is, the Imperial Waiting District, also known as Kunqi District.

"Reed Apartment Building, Woodside, Tenth Avenue, Queen's District......"

However, no sooner had the phone come to the address, and then there was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of something rubbing against the floor.

"Hey! Where are you, my darling? ”

“……”

With a snap, the phone was hung up.

Yorks looked at the phone screen with a blank face, thinking back to the last sentence, and the tone had a demonic flirtatious tone, silky and silky.

So to what extent has this possession progressed? York looked at the chauffeur arranged by the church in the front row.

"To Woodside 10th Avenue ......"

According to his character, he must prepare enough exorcism tools before doing things, but unfortunately there is not much time for him to prepare for this situation.

The driver sitting in the driver's seat nodded suddenly, and took control of the steering wheel to change directions.

"Yes, Father York."

York looked down at the phone screen and swiped a few times to reach the contact.

"Father, what's going on?" Erin asked.

"There's a supernatural incident about a demon."

York smiled indifferently and pointed at Hannah, a master hacker he called an intelligence monger.

At this point, this guy shouldn't have slept yet.

He lacks too much information, and just a few words from Bridget don't meet the requirements for triggering random quests.

Of course, just going to Bridget's apartment complex will probably trigger random quests, but it doesn't hurt to know in advance.

At the very least, as long as a random quest is triggered, the quest reward will let him know how difficult it is, so that he can prepare for it, and the requirements of the quest will let him know what he will face.

It didn't take long for the phone to be connected, and Hannah's voice came out.

"Yo yo yo! Father York, is there any alive? ”

Ignoring the meaning of the words, Yorks said calmly.

"Help me find out the roots of the Reed apartment complex on Woodside 10th Avenue in the Imperial Waiting District."

With that, York hung up.

Honk!

A certain bathroom.

"Seems to be in a hurry, Reed apartment complex ......"

Hannah, who was lying in the bathtub, raised her eyebrows slightly, put her phone on it, got up directly from the pile of bubbles with both hands, and walked out so nakedly, a piece of spring.

Rumble!

The thunder continued to explode.

While waiting for the information, York looked to the front row.

"How much longer?"

The driver's face was calm, he knew what it meant, and replied.

"Ten minutes to go, Father York."

"Hmm."

York replied with a blank face, it was a bit of a long time, but it could make him some preparations.

Tens of seconds later.

Hannah, who had already pulled the quilt to cover her graceful figure, looked at the information found on the notebook, and clicked the enter key.

"Send!"

In her muttering voice, a window appeared on the laptop screen that had sent the successful message.

At the same time.

Yorkes felt that the phone had vibrate, picked it up, looked at the icon that appeared on the screen, clicked on the encrypted email sent by Hannah above, entered the password easily, and began to view.

Surprisingly, the history of this apartment complex seems to be a bit more than simple.

According to Hannah's information, the Reed apartment complex is a very old building, built on the site of a bank in the early 20th century......

Now the Reed apartment building is at the end of its life and on the verge of demolition......

There was nothing of the material, but as he flipped through it, York's pause as he stared at a historical photograph of the material.

The protagonists of the photograph are two people, a priest in a priest's robe, and a capitalist in a modest suit.

And in the background of these two people, the signboard above is clearly visible.

"Reed Bank ......"

York's eyes narrowed, and he silently said it in his heart, and then the task prompt ringing in his ears made the corners of his mouth hook.

[Trigger Random Mission]

[Exorcising the demons of the entire Reed apartment complex]

[Reward: +27 Attribute Points]

[Accept/Reject]

［…… ］

"27 points of difficulty, accept the task."

Yorkes stares at the virtual window that has been transformed into an acceptance state, closes the email on the phone screen, completes the purpose of triggering a random task, and there is no need to look at the rest.

[Accepted]

(End of chapter)