Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 412 The smiling priest

Master Qin spoke halfway, but couldn't explain why.

"Is it possessed by an evil spirit?"

Wang Dengming asked again.

Master Qin smiled at Wang Dengming's words, and said, "You don't cry when you see the coffin. Let's put it this way, the possibility of being possessed by evil spirits cannot be ruled out. Unfortunately, I haven't found any evidence yet. Let me repeat. My strengths are not ghost hunting, no. My strengths are tomb robbery, Zhouyi, physiognomy, puppetry, and illusion. I can calculate your near-term and distant future dangers, love luck, wealth luck, and I can recognize evil spirits. However, it is only at the stage of cognition. Regarding the female corpse, I still say that, just close the case according to the general accidental drowning, don't think about murder, burn the body, hurry up, the sooner the better, If you don’t burn it, I’m afraid something will happen again.”

"Stay away!"

With a mysterious smile on his face, Master Qin went to the fortune-telling shop to earn money.

In good conscience, if it weren't for the miraculous scene that Master Qin showed in the church that night, Wang Dengming would not always ask Master Qin for advice.

The master's meaning is very clear, don't continue to investigate, there may be unknown dangers if you continue to investigate, that's what this guy means.

The student's drowning case has been carried forward to the present, and it can be said that it has entered a dead end. There is no clue to prove that Xuesha and the boy died of murder, but the dead Xuesha's body and the appearance of the body snatcher are forcing Wang Dengming had to believe that this case would not be that simple. If the case was to be closed, at least student No.3 must be found. Where did the third student go?

Wang Dengming rubbed his forehead. Although the fever had receded, there was still some pain in the center of his head, especially the temples on both sides were quite obvious.

After Master Qin left, Wang Dengming went to Tu Ge Dengbu's clubhouse and asked a technician to massage his temples.

Wang Dengming has always been proud of his physical strength, but after a long day of heat, Wang Dengming felt extremely tired and unable to cheer up. He fell asleep when the technician massaged him.

This sleep did not wake up until seven o'clock in the evening.

Just after coming out of the gate of the clubhouse, I saw Sensi reading a magazine on the sofa in the lobby.

"Why are you here, Sponsor?"

"I heard that you came here in the afternoon, so let's take a look. You were in a deep sleep, as the technician said."

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Don't ask me how long I'll wait, Alixue's dinner is ready."

After a good night's sleep, Wang Dengming's physical strength has recovered, but he still looks very tired, and his whole body is sore. This symptom is like a cold.

After dinner, Wang Dengming went to take a bath in the bathtub alone.

At three o'clock in the morning, Wang Dengming heard the phone ring in a daze, looked at the number, wiped his eyes and immediately woke up.

It was Garcia again, at three o'clock in the morning.

This is the third time Garcia called him at three o'clock in the morning. Did something supernatural happen again?
He pressed the answer button.

"Sir, come here, Church, Father Moham is dead."

Wang Dengming stared at the phone in a daze.

Sensi was woken up: "What's the matter?"

"Father Moham -- dead."

"what?!"

"It's none of your business, you rest."

Wang Dengming's police car drove fast, and the streets were deserted at night. He arrived at the church within 10 minutes.

Pastor Knodel walked up and down the door of the church, rubbing his hands together, looking quite irritable and restless.

Garcia and Helene also stood at the door.

"What's the matter, Garcia?"

Garcia hesitated for a while and didn't go on. Helene answered for him: "Sheriff, Garcia patrolled the church in the afternoon and met Father Mohan. Garcia told about Xuesha's situation. Father Mohan said that maybe It was Xuesha’s soul that was corroded by something evil. Garcia asked the priest if he could help Xuesha to pray, so that Xuesha’s soul could be peaceful and cleansed. The priest agreed, and Dotted Xuesha’s forehead with holy water, the ceremony went well, it was in the morgue, nothing special happened during the process, but I didn’t expect that after the priest returned to the church, he…”

Wang Dengming turned to Nodel: "What happened after the priest came back from the police station?"

Pastor: "The priest was very happy when he came back, as if he had completed an important task, and he was in a good state of mind. His appetite for dinner suddenly increased, but before going to bed, he said that his head hurt and he was still slightly hot. I asked Should he go to a doctor, he said no."

"and after?"

"Later, I was worried. I went to check at eleven o'clock. The priest's mental state became a little agitated. He said he couldn't sleep. He had to discuss the Bible and doctrine with me. We ended the discussion at about 01:30 in the morning. , a fruitful discussion, but the price is that I am almost exhausted. After discussing the doctrine, the priest said that he was very hungry and wanted to eat some supper, so I went to the kitchen to help him cook the supper. In his bedroom, I found him lying on the bed with nothing covered, as if he was asleep, so I quickly covered him with the quilt to prevent him from catching cold. When I helped his hands into the quilt, I found that his hands were cold Like an icicle, I wanted to wake him up and ask him how he was doing, but no matter how I tried to wake him up, I tried his breath with my hand. God, he seemed to be out of breath. I immediately dialed 911, the doctor came soon, they just left when you arrived, the doctor said the priest had left and went to heaven God, why is this happening”

When the pastor said this, he was already choking up.

Garcia: "Afterwards, the pastor called the police, and I came here."

"Where is the priest now?"

"It's in the bedroom."

Wang Dengming was familiar with driving, and went to the priest's bedroom by himself, Garcia, Helene, and the priest followed closely behind.

The scene was as usual, neat and spotless in a gloomy style.

There was a bowl of oatmeal on the table, and a sandwich, which the vicar had prepared for the priest for supper.

The bowl of oatmeal was still slightly hot.

There were no traces of fighting, and the priest's face was smiling without any pain, as if he had died in his sleep.

"Sir, the pastor said that nobody came into the church all night until the pastor called 911."

"What do you think the priest died of?"

"Sir, it doesn't look like murder."

Wang Dengming asked Heleni again: "What do you think?"

Just as he was talking, Inspector Summer rushed over, carrying exploration equipment.

"Inspector, check carefully. I want to extract fingerprints, footprints, and strands of hair from the bedroom."

"Okay, Boss, I didn't tell Achiro, his neck isn't healed yet."

"It's okay, let him rest for a few more days."

(End of this chapter)