"It's over,"

As always, York only talked about the end, and did not say anything superfluous.

"You can clean up the scene."

Even, don't bother to pay attention to and continue the following politeness.

"That's it, I still have to go beforehand."

Throwing this sentence away, as Jeffrey, Baker and the others looked at each other, Yorks walked towards the modified Ford Raptor parked over there.

But just as he walked to the car door, Yorks looked back at Jeffrey.

"Jeffrey, the speeding thing?"

Jeffrey immediately reacted and nodded, "It's been dealt with, Father." ”

"That'll do."

York smiled, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, put his backpack on the passenger seat, and lit a fire under the gaze of everyone.

"Whew!"

Seeing the car disappear from view in an instant, Jeffrey withdrew his gaze and shifted to the building, waving his hand.

"Let's go in!"

………………………………

At this moment.

Far away in the Vatican, in a corridor with an unobstructed view, a phone call is underway.

"Bishop Gabriel, Emily's condition is getting worse, she says she sees the pen holder on the table slip off on its own and the door closes suddenly,

And she was pressed against her body by an invisible force that night, unable to move, unable to breathe, and could only move for several minutes. ”

Gabriel, with a heavy book in his arm, stopped his way to the church and said calmly.

"So the doctor's conclusion?"

The voice traveled down the phone to the United States.

An unpretentious church.

Fr. Ernst, dressed in a priest's robe, pursed his lips and looked down at the medical certificate on his lap, which he had asked for from Emily's parents.

"The doctor thought that Emily might have epilepsy, and he said that after a seizure, the patient would lose consciousness within a few minutes, accompanied by muscle contractions, so the weight Emily felt could be caused by muscle contractions."

"Possibly?" Gabriel noticed the ambiguity.

"Haven't done a check-up?"

"Emily was given an EEG and it turned out that Emily may have evidence of epileptic lesions under the left side of her head." Father Ernst replied earnestly.

"Bishop Gabriel, the doctor's conclusion is all possible, which means that he is not 100% sure whether Emily has epilepsy or not, and he only prescribed Emily Gambi ultrasound (a fictitious anti-epileptic drug) for adjuvant treatment.

This drug is analogous to the anti-epileptic drug Gabitril (tiagabine), the effect is softer, there are no side effects, and the important thing is that Emily sees the pen cartridge slipping off and the door closing automatically, which is not quite like what epilepsy can do......"

Gabriel sensed the underlying meaning of this and said, "Father Ernst, you know, that this alone is not enough according to the Church's regulations on possession. ”

Father Ernst was silent for a moment, he knew that his words were a bit strong, but from the moment he saw Emily, he sensed that there was something in Emily.

"Bishop, Emily has seen the demon with her own eyes, and she is being attacked by the forces of darkness! Shouldn't we do what we're supposed to do? ”

Gabriel frowned, but finally sighed, "Ask Emily and her parents about their wishes, and if they both agree, I will seriously reconsider your application." ”

Father Ernst perked up: "Yes, Bishop Gabriel, I will rearrange the information." ”

"Hmm."

Gabriel hung up the phone, and in silence, walked forward, eventually to a church.

Protectors stand guard on both sides of the main entrance.

"Bishop Gabriel."

Gabriel nodded and pushed open the front door.

A splendid church appears in front of you.

Neat and clean row of stools, the eternal and unchanging Lord Jesus.

An old man in a white robe is kneeling under the Lord Jesus and praying.

Gabriel walked cautiously. Try not to make any noise, then stand behind the old man and wait quietly.

A long time passed, and the river of time flowed quietly.

"Gabriel, you're here?"

The praying old man spoke suddenly, as if he had known he was there, and then trembled to his feet.

"His Majesty Gregory." Gabriel hurriedly went over to help the old man and helped him to the back row of stools.

"People are old, and it is not good to kneel for a long time." The old man touched his knee and smiled.

Gabriel was silent, looking at the old man with a worried look in his eyes.

I don't know when it started, but Gregory, who could have traveled and played everywhere, is now getting worse and worse, and his body is getting weaker and weaker.

Without hearing an answer, the old man raised his white eyebrows, looked at Gabriel who showed concern in his eyes, and said gently.

"Don't worry, I'll be able to hold on for a while."

Unable to help but think of something, the old man smiled and said, "Has York asked you for permission to exorcise recently?" ”

Gabriel's eyebrows furrowed: "No, but today York will write a report on what he has done recently." ”

Curiosity flashed in the old man's eyes: "It seems that during this time, that child has done a lot of things, and I heard that his deacon nun has begun to take up the responsibility of the church?" ”

Gabriel was a little helpless: "Yes, Gregory, that guy is too lazy, he doesn't look like a priest at all." ”

"Hehe, after all, I'm either looking for something or I'm on the way to find something." The old man squinted and smiled.

"In his words, the Demon Destroyer Guardian maintains world peace."

Hearing this mantra, a smile appeared on Gabriel's face, but the next second he put it away.

"Your Majesty, they complained to you about York again?"

The old man didn't think so, but just looked at the image of the Lord Jesus and changed the subject: "Gabriel, do you know why I called you over?" ”

Gabriel shook his head and nodded, "I probably have some eyebrows in my heart." ”

"I intend to raise the priesthood in York." Under Gabriel's enlightened look, the old man said indifferently:

"After you step down, he will take the vacant bishop, and his achievements and merits are enough to afford the bishop office."

Gabriel's eyes flashed with relaxation, there were only three categories of priesthood, the initial deacon, the priest in the middle cornerstone, and the last bishop, and only the bishop could get rid of numerous restrictions, including exorcism permission.

"Your Majesty Gregory, I will recommend and submit an application for a successor before I step down."

The old man nodded and stood up, and Gabriel stepped forward to help him.

"I'm curious about what that kid will look like after knowing the news of being nominated by you, what kind of expression will appear, angry? Doubt? Or helpless? ”

Gabriel smiled, "You'll know when he comes here in person to receive your inauguration." ”

"It must have been an interesting picture." The old man grinned.

(End of chapter)