At the same time.

The overcrowded church of Pluto has entered into prayer.

And in front of these believers, they all have the same food.

Because in order to cater to the tastes of some believers, it is a buffet-style breakfast, so most of these foods are different.

Some are just plain bread and cereal, some are just eggs and porridge, and some are simply eating fruit or drinking coffee and tea.

"Dear God, thank you for this wonderful day and the supply of food."

"We feel your presence and blessings in this gathering, and may this breakfast be an opportunity for us to get to know each other, to share, and to be united."

"Bless these foods to nourish our bodies, and bless this gathering so that our communication and friendship can be strengthened."

"In Jesus' name I pray, Amen."

At the end of the prayer, all the believers looked at each other and smiled.

in the corner.

Putting aside all the cases for the time being, Jeffrey, who was dressed in decent civilian clothes, opened his eyes and took a special look at the side.

In his eyes, Baker, who had always been complaining that he had no faith, had a pious face at this time.

Laugh......

Jeffrey shook his head, picked up the bread on the table, and ate the breakfast he hadn't eaten in a long time.

"Ahem!"

Baker seemed to be able to detect the gaze next to him, although his face was burned, but he did not show his face, and he also picked up the bread in front of him, but his eyes shifted to the girl next to the nun, and touched the wife next to him, who was already eating a lot and talking happily with him from time to time.

"Wife, who is that girl next to Sister Irene? Haven't seen it before? ”

"She?" Ms. Hardy, who looked very happy, casually responded: "It seems to be Father York's new employee, oh no, it should be the child that Father Priest took in yesterday." ”

Hearing this, Baker tore off a corner of the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, while glancing at Jeffrey, his eyes wandering around, looking for the figure of the priest, and continued to ask.

"I see, wife, why is Father York not here today?"

He and Jeffrey came over for more than just to relax.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that his wife glared at him impatiently.

"How do I know, don't bother me!"

After saying that, he turned around, like a chameleon, put on a smile again and continued to chat with the believers he didn't know.

Seeing this scene, such a clear difference in treatment, Baker's face twitched, and he only felt that his family status was not guaranteed.

But he didn't dare to do anything, and in desperation, he turned his head to look at Jeffrey, who was quietly nibbling on bread.

"Man, it looks like Father York's not here today, so let's go for nothing."

After speaking, Baker secretly added in a whisper: "Also, what happened just now, you should treat it as if you didn't find out, so that we are still amiable and lovely friends and colleagues." ”

Jeffrey ignored and continued to nibble on the bread.

Baker breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Okay, you don't speak, I'll promise you, I'll ask Sister Erin after eating later, and confirm it, if the priest is not there, we will ......"

Beck's words rang in his ears unconsciously, and Jeffrey went in and out of his left ear, but at this time he sensed the vibration of the mobile phone, his eyebrows and eyes furrowed slightly, and he picked it up and answered.

Baker couldn't help but keep his mouth shut.

"Sir, something has happened! Just now we learned that everyone in the coroner's department had died inexplicably. ”

Jeffrey's eyebrows tightened suddenly, and he glanced at Baker.

"Seal the scene, no one is allowed to enter or leave, wait for me to go back."

With that, Jeffrey hung up the phone and stuffed the bread in his mouth in one gulp.

"Is there a situation?" Baker asked.

Jeffrey nodded, picked up the coat that hung from the back of his chair, and quietly got up and walked towards the main entrance.

Baker's face was also not good, and he turned his head to look at his wife, only to find that she didn't know when she looked at it, and her face was full of worry.

"Husband?"

"It's fine." Baker smiled, looked at Jeffrey, who was already about to walk to the main entrance, grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and got up, leaning over and kissing Ms. Hardy on the forehead before leaving.

"You just do what you like."

With that, Ms. Hardy, who had left the Lookout Stone, followed in Geoffrey's footsteps and left the church as unnoticed......

In this case, a pitch-black police car quickly left the place and headed straight for the city.

"So what's going on?" Baker asked, buckling his seatbelt.

Jeffrey's face was solemn, staring ahead, and he said concisely: "Last night's case, I'm afraid it was another supernatural incident." ”

Baker also frowned at this point.

"The nameless female corpse was just moved into the coroner's office last night, and the forensic doctors and police officers who were present last night were just notified that they all died mysteriously, and none of them survived."

"The M3 shotgun, a twelve-gauge shotgun, has a magazine capacity of 8 rounds, and the pumping mechanism is added, which can quickly switch from semi-automatic mode to pump-driven mode......"

In the white room, Yorkes let Ward Martin introduce him, and after a few casual manipulations of the shotgun, he put it back in place.

I don't know if he recently ordered a batch of heavy weapons, and all the guns in front of him have been replaced with the more lethal ones.

For example, the gun-gun combined grenade gun M203, Gatling M134 revolver, M500 heavy revolver......

In the past, he might still have bright eyes and a little love, but now he is a holy grenade and a holy bomb that focuses on blasting.

After all, with his own strength alone, the Divine Grenade he threw out could be roughly equivalent to a Divine Bullet that was about to explode.

So the firearms have lagged behind as his strength has progressed.

In anticipation of Ward Martin, Yorkes picked up one of the grenades, looked at it for a while, and put it back in a dull way.

"The gun is good."

Walter Martin raised his eyebrows, "Father, you don't like it?" ”

"It's not that I don't like it," Yorks said indifferently as he looked at the new firearms on the shelves that exuded mechanical beauty.

"It's just that I can't put it in my underground warehouse."

Ward Martin smiled gently: "Yes, you just ordered a batch earlier. ”

What did York think: "Ward, next time you can prepare me a more powerful bomb, the more powerful and convenient it is to carry, the better." ”

Ward Martin was stunned, not knowing what the priest wanted these things for, but he nodded.

"Okay! Father. ”

As if thinking of the mushroom cloud in Romania, Yorks squinted and patted Ward Martin on the shoulder and walked towards the couch cover.

"Ward, hurry up, I'll have to go back to Pluto Church to write a report later, and an old man may be impatient to wait......"

Ward Martin nodded, and it didn't take long for a modification plan to be picked up by a staff member.

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(End of chapter)