That being said, Hannah apparently didn't want to break his intentions, but screamed again like a child.

This made Yorks feel a little helpless and a little nostalgic.

Hannah met from a gun club in England, and also possessed psychic skills as a psychic medium, but had been plagued by the supernatural for many years.

Her parents, including her sister, are all evil spirits, and they want to devour her flesh and reborn evil spirits.

After learning about it, it was hard for him to imagine how Hannah had managed to persevere in this environment.

That's why Hannah has developed this kind of liking for a closed environment, as well as this unusually special character, in general, whether it was before or now, Hannah has some psychological problems.

Fortunately, he happened to be looking for an opportunity to trigger a random mission, so he hit it off, and at the cost of a dozen enchanted bullets, he killed the three seemingly very ferocious evil spirits.

And he also became the object of Hannah's more dependence at that time, it was really hot and cold at that time, and Hannah had no idea what her figure meant to men.

But remembering Hannah's hedgehog-like vigilance when he first met, Yorks couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand.

And when he stretched out his hand, Hannah had already pounced on him with the scent of a freshly finished shower, and his forehead hit his hand.

"Father, I want to hug you!" Hannah reached out to pull at his clothes.

The corners of York's mouth twitched, watching her empty door open, wearing only underwear, and she didn't have a good airway.

"Don't even think about it!"

I really don't understand that such a beautiful girl has such a childlike personality in front of him.

Obviously, in front of others, she is the kind of cold, hedgehog-like goddess.

"Please!" York subconsciously looked at Erin next to him, and saw her energetic and sophisticated appearance, and his face was really a little unbearable.

"Get dressed, please!"

In desperation, York withdrew his hand and prepared to button up Hannah's robe.

"There's someone else, Hannah."

"Oh, this is your deacon nun?" But Hannah also took advantage of this gap and crashed into York's arms, glancing at Erin, who was standing quietly, with a glance of the eyes.

A standard melon seed face looks like a sweet and cute face, but it exudes a gentle and homely temperament, which makes her have a sense of déjà vu that she can trust.

York, who had been hit by a spirit, barely sheltering Hannah, reached out again and grabbed her head and pulled her out of his arms.

"I don't think I need to introduce you."

The head was pinched by a large hand, and Hannah kept pulling it before she spoke.

"Irene Farmiga, an ordinary nun in a Roman convent, has recently come to the attention of the world after becoming a deacon nun to Bishop John of York."

Erin was a little surprised and wanted to say something, but Yorks had already grabbed the little head in front of him and pushed Hannah into the house.

"Don't be surprised, it's a basic function of hacking, plus she's paying special attention to my news, so this kind of thing can't be hidden from this guy at all."

Yorkes said indifferently, pushed Hannah into the room, and still didn't let go of the hand holding the top of Hannah's head, the tall figure and long arm circumference showed a very good effect at this moment, let Hannah in front of him keep pulling, whatever he wanted to do, he couldn't escape his palm.

"Damn the priest!"

This made Hannah a little angry, and she used her flexible body to play judo skills, hugged the steel-like arm, and then bit it hard.

But I don't know why, this bite is like biting something very tough and can't be bitten, Hannah subconsciously glanced at the priest in front of her, the other party's face didn't change at all, she was a little stunned.

"Haven't you come out yet, Hannah?" York looked at the empty living room and sighed.

The living room is completely devoid of anything, except for some cooking tools in the kitchen and traces of activity.

No couch, no TV, no decoration, no dining table, nothing, empty like no one lives.

Through the three-dimensional view, Yorkes knew that all these things were in the small room, which meant that Hannah would stay in the room with the bathroom all day long, and if she would not starve to death.

The only place to move is the small sofa and bed, and you may be immersed in the ocean of the online world every day.

This is why Hannah's hacking skills are among the best in the world, because the online world is probably Hannah's entire world.

Originally, when Britain was with him, it was normal, but I didn't expect it to be more and more serious now.

"Come out," Hannah said as if she could feel the change in the priest's mood in front of her, and she stopped struggling and let the big hand grit her head, shrugging her shoulders indifferently.

"It's just my habit, anyway, I feel like I'm fine, otherwise I wouldn't have sneaked here."

As she spoke, Hannah glared at the priest in front of her: "I was thinking of surprise you, but as a result, you ran away!" You're running!! ”

"Who told you not to answer my calls." York smiled, sensing that Erin had closed the door behind him.

"I heard you hung up when you called me?"

Hannah glanced at Erin behind her, "It's your deacon nun who answers the phone. ”

"I had something to do then, so." Yorks dodged the rift and let go of his hand when he saw that Hannah had finally calmed down.

After all, the secrecy level of the rift is quite high, and he can't say it because of Hannah's relationship.

"That's why I'll let Erin keep my things."

But when this sentence fell, he was still bumped into by Hannah in front of him again.

Yorks was simply defeated by this unrelenting energy, so he simply chose to ignore it, and could only scan the room to make sure that there was nothing dirty, and then he said helplessly.

"Why are you still like a child?"

Hannah took a greedy sip of the taste that she would never forget for the rest of her life, glanced at the nun behind her, saw the unnaturalness on the other party's calm face, and grinned.

"In front of you, I was originally a child."

"Okay, okay!" York, of course, chose to surrender: "Don't take me in? ”

Hannah knew what that meant, and she shrugged her shoulders, squeezed into her arms, and took another deep breath before stepping out.

"Please come in, my priest."

Hannah straightened her body and brought her feet together while gently bending her knees so that her body sank slightly, placing one hand on her chest and the other hand gently on the bent knee.

The direction was right for her room.

"It's another play."

York's face twitched slightly, but he could only cooperate with taking Erin to Hannah's room.

However, in his opinion, Hannah made a princess pose, with her delicate face as a poison, is still quite imposing, if you wear a dress, you can live like a princess.

As soon as I walked into the room, the fragrance of the girl's hair suddenly came, mixed with Hannah's body fragrance.

It is not suitable to say that it is body fragrance, but it can only talk about the smell of shower gel left after taking a bath every day.

Fortunately, Hannah herself does not have the characteristic body odor of Westerners.

Luckily, Erin didn't either.

After all, Westerners' physique and food are a little different, and the strange and very difficult to explain body odor is like an inescapable curse.

If it weren't for the influence of holy power, many clergy may also have some body taste.

"It's really full."

Yorks looked at the room that was a little crowded because of the lot of things, and casually found a corner of the small sofa and sat down unceremoniously.

There's a lot of stuff and everything, but it's not a lot of mess.

It's all neatly arranged.

In front of the small sofa was a small table with a lot of books on it, and there was a table top in it.

In addition to these, there are many mobile phones.

Some books.

"After all, this is where I spend every day." Hannah also sat on the small sofa, leaning on the priest's shoulder, and did not forget to signal to Erin, who had been silent.

"Since you're this guy's deacon nun, sit casually."

That being said, Erin looked at the room that was full of everything, a little crowded, and still subconsciously glanced at her bishop.

York smiled and nodded, "Don't look at her eyes." ”

"Yes"

In this case, Erin could only watch by herself, and found a place at the end of the bed and sat down, which was exactly a step behind the sofa.

"Father, I think there's something wrong with your deacon." Hannah leaned in unceremoniously and whispered. "She doesn't look at you right!"

Yorkes chose to ignore it, and instead began to pull the mouse on the table and began to rummage through Hannah's recent collection.

He came to the door to surprise Hannah, yes, but also to see what Hannah had found.

During this break, he wants to exercise the abilities of his nun.

Since he is a descendant of a saint, there must be some abilities that have not been stimulated.

He didn't believe that the only descendant of St. Lucy, who was said to be reborn from the ashes and possessed a symbol of light, was only the current one.

There must have been something he hadn't dug up.

"The identity of a descendant of a saint cannot be wasted." Yorkes thought to himself, letting Hannah be a demon there, just silently rummaging through the information she had gathered.

Perhaps his movements were too obvious, Hannah glanced at them and said, "Do you need this with your current status?" What else needs to be done? ”

"I am not with evil! The thought of so many supernatural events in the world makes me feel uncomfortable. ”

York replied casually, and soon found the latest supernatural information Hannah had gathered.

"Is this true?"

He saw a post asking for help, and the person who asked for help was named Ruilai.

It said all the things that bothered her very much.

For example, you can feel that something is there, but you can't find it.

Things in the kitchen will be transferred to other places on their own.

Or, the room that has just been tidied up will cause a lot of movement, and when you go to see it, it will be a mess, as if someone has messed it up.

Occasionally, the windows would be broken, and when I used to look, there was nothing and no one outside.

And most importantly, she saw that there were others who had been playing around her children.

This made her feel broken and moved somewhere else, but instead of getting better, things got worse.

And her child, for unknown reasons, suddenly fell unconscious.

Looking at these help-seeking posts, which recounted everything like a diary, the well-informed Yorkes knew what the nature of the incident really was.

He remembered the sculptural hand that could allow ordinary people who did not have psychic abilities to communicate with the world of the dead, and possess him,

And the mysterious dollhouse that made him feel magical, and became a space to ban evil spirits.

"Of course it's true." Hannah replied, clinging to the reassuring arm beside her, snatching the mouse from the priest's hand and clicking casually.

"Here's a video she took."

As Hannah clicks, a small video appears on the screen.

There was no one on it, but the stroller, accompanied by the frightened cry of the hostess, slid over of its own accord and slammed into the door.

This little video is commonplace, but the observant will notice something unusual in it.

The brakes of the stroller have been lowered, and in this case, it is impossible for the stroller to move without a huge push.

But in the video, the stroller that has put down the brakes is moving, and it is still far away.

"It's horrible, isn't it, like a stroller with something in the back." Hannah whispered.

Yorkes glanced at her, and wanted to say, growing up with the evil spirit family since childhood, will you be afraid of fighting wits and courage? But into the mouth becomes:

"Has anyone gone to solve it?"

A large number of ordinary people, in addition to asking for help from the high church, can also turn to mediums like the Warrens.

This is why the church will not prohibit the existence of such people, even if the psychic who has not been registered by the church solves it privately, as long as the matter is solved well, the church will not initiate criticism.

After all, the number of believers is only a small fraction of the number of human beings today.

Therefore, this kind of folk medium, or hunter, is very necessary.

There are not only churches in the world that can solve supernatural events, there are many more people, more ancient exorcist families, etc., and the church is only the largest and most transcendent organization among them.

After all, the world is just too big.

"I don't know," Hannah said, shrugging.

"She hasn't posted it recently, and someone may have accepted her request for help, I was going to tell you."

Yorkes glanced at it, the most recent post was four days ago, and thought about it.

"It's close to here?"

"Near, right in New York." Hannah clicked the mouse, and a map of lines appeared on the screen.

The central location is New York, and it's the Upper West Side of Manhattan.

"Get her help for me." York said indifferently.

Hannah was a little surprised, and looked at the priest: "You are also concerned about these little things now?" ”

"Why not?" York smiled indifferently, and repeated the words that he often talked about dealing with others.

"I am not with evil! Even if it's small, it's still evil, and the sesame seeds are small but they're all right. ”

As he spoke, York paused.

"And it's not me who did it, it's Erin."

Erin, who had a calm face and had been in front of her physically, was stunned, she didn't seem to have thought of this at all, and opened her mouth a little cutely.

Hannah glanced back at Erin and began to raise her hands to snap on the keyboard.

"Father, I want to talk to you about the reward for this information!"

The corners of York's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "You little money fan! All this costs money? ”

"In your words, one thing is one thing." Hannah shook her blonde's somewhat disheveled head.

"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you later." Yorkes was defeated.

For him now, the money has returned to dust, and it doesn't matter at all, so much so that he still has millions of cash.

"No, I don't need money." Who knew that Hannah tilted her head to look at him and said, "I'm going too!" Otherwise, I won't order it! ”

Yorks stared at her for a few seconds, only to see Hannah's unflinching will, and sighed.

"Good, good! You go too! ”

Hearing this, Hannah smiled, smiled very happily, and then clicked the mouse.

(End of chapter)