What should I do if my girls are all Chaos Witches?

Chapter-80. The Holy Body

"Nonsense!!! It's all lies!!!"

"Heretic!!! Damn heretic!!! Don't try to deceive me!!! I curse you! I spit you!"

"You are going to hell!!! Heretics!!! You are going to be in hell!!!"

Staring at his dry eyeballs, spraying bloody saliva, under the dim light, Zaimam growled hysterically, like a beast that has lost its mind, and the iron chains that bound him were caused by his violent struggle. And Ling Ling made a sound, as if it would break and disintegrate in the next second.

"It seems that you already have the answer in your heart..." Gabriel stared at Zaimam, who was becoming more and more crazy, and said solemnly: "Tell me, where is she?"

"I won't tell you anything! Heretic! I won't tell you anything!" Facing Gabriel's question, Zaimam yelled like crazy: "Give up! You can't fool me! Christians! You can’t fool me! The only Lord is supreme! The only Lord is supreme!”

"Being loud doesn't mean it makes sense. Don't you think your response is a little too weak?" Facing Zaimam's gaze, Gabriel said in a deep voice: "I just said that when arguing with others Show your wisdom and good words with kindness, instead of endlessly wearing that heathen hat, this is your prophet..."

"Shut up!" The volume increased further, almost breaking his throat, and Zaimam roared angrily, "Not only a heretic! It's also a woman! What qualifications do you have to talk about our prophet?! "

"As a believer, your disrespect for women is simply outrageous..." Gabriel slightly frowned and said solemnly, taking a half step back to avoid Zaimam's spittle: "Don't forget Well, in the religious books, Gabriel, the apostle of the Lord who brought the hadith to your prophets, is always on the left of God, which implies that Gabriel is often shown in the body of a woman."

"Gabriel is the governor of the angels! A messenger who conveys the will of the only Lord to the prophet! And you are just a heretic who is full of lies!" Seeing Gabriel accusing himself of disrespecting women, Zaimam roared hysterically : "You are not worthy to talk about our prophet! You are not worthy to be compared with the messenger of the prophet! You are not worthy! You are not worthy!"

"Correct me, the apostles of the Lord are not subordinate, we just perform our duties..." Gabriel looked down at Zaimam condescendingly, "So, I am not a governor, I am just a warrior."

"Shut your mouth full of lies! The one and only Lord is supreme! You..." Barked endlessly like a mad dog, but stopped abruptly, as if suspecting that he had heard wrong, Zai Mam asked with a puzzled look, "What did you say?"

Sighing slightly, with helplessness in his brows and eyes, Gabriel repeated softly to Zaimam who was frowning: "I said, I am not a governor, I am just a person who believes in me. Warrior of the Lord."

As Gabriel's voice fell, in an instant, a strong glow illuminated the entire interrogation room, and several watches outside the one-way glass burst out "beep beep" warning sounds. Gradually receding, Zaimam squinted his eyes and raised his head, and saw three pairs of pure white wings shining with holy fluorescence reflected in his eyes!

The nun's veil dissipated under the blazing holy light, revealing a heroic short black hair. On the top of the golden circle pieced together by countless rays of light of different lengths, it was decorated with golden four-pointed stars. The white big-brimmed hat was pressed under the black brim, and the slightly long bangs even faintly covered the left eye, revealing the sharp sword eyebrows on the other side and the purple-white pupils. On top of the sexy and beautiful face, there seems to be only the fluffy snow-white skin, the petite and straight upturned nose, and the pair of thin moist cherry lips with a bit of softness unique to women.

The jade neck is protected by a white collar decorated with black fringes. Under the collar is a black bow tie with a golden cross badge hanging on it. Outside, there is a white military uniform that wraps the inner shirt. A leather ribbon with a dark silver metal lock, and a golden ten-finger pendant connected to a ring is half exposed on the gold-rimmed pocket on the right chest. The slender waist that can be grasped is bound by a tight brown belt, and it is fastened by a dark silver metal ring in front of it. A cross with wings spread out is carved on it, and it is hung around the waist together with a golden string That round of silver horns engraved with Hebrew was enshrouded with all the above by a white coat with golden tasseled epaulets, delicate lily corsages, and golden pendants in the shape of ears of wheat, leaving only Two slender hands protruding from the gold-rimmed sleeves were covered with short white gloves that faintly exposed the wrists.

From the waist down, the legs are wrapped in unpretentious white military trousers. The only decoration is the two black lines that run through the trouser legs and faintly overlap with the hem of the jacket, and are gathered together with the trouser legs at the knees. In the clean and neat pair of silver-white leather knee-high boots without any decorations.

Like a dress, more like a military uniform, exuding a sacred and solemn radiance from top to bottom, this is one of the seven imperial seats of the Holy Cross Church - Seraph Gabriel's witch spiritual costume!

"What's going on?! The magic power reading is seriously abnormal! It seems that the S-rank witch has released the spiritual outfit! You guys..." The door of the interrogation room was suddenly knocked open, and two technicians from the Shuicheng base scrambled to get in. However, before the bald fat man in the lead could finish speaking, Mikkelsen hurried up to meet them, and forced them back outside the interrogation room with his body.

"Get out." With a rare serious look, Mikkelsen frowned and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Ah... I see, Agent Hannibal." As if sensing something, the bald fat man in the lead glanced at the other side of the one-way glass secretly, then nodded quickly, with the bald man behind him The thin man exited the interrogation room obediently, and did not forget to close the door before leaving.

Outside the iron gate, the commotion was quelled before it happened. Inside the iron gate, looking at Gabriel who had unfolded his spiritual costume and the three pairs of white wings exuding a holy aura, Zaimam looked dazed and his mouth slightly twitched. Zhang, he couldn't squeeze out a word for a while.

"Thinking about it, it's really ironic. When an apostle of the Lord puts on the holy clothes, it often means facing the devil with a sword. But this time, I put on the holy clothes just to tell you that I am not lying... Gabriel stared at Zaimam with dull eyes, and said solemnly: "Mortal, if you still don't recognize me, then I don't mind giving you a brief self-introduction..."

"My name is Gabriel, I am the Apostle of the Lord and the Messenger of the Lord..."

"A long time ago, I met a wise man in a cave not far from Mecca, and learned from him the plight of this land. Under his begging, I will act on my behalf. The Lord's will gave him the name of a saint, and since then, the New Moon Sect, which also believes in our Lord, was born..."

"Today, more than 1000 years have passed, and the Crescent Sect is still alive, but this land has lost its former glory, but despite this, the people on this land still sing praises of his merits."

"As for who he is in my mouth, you should be very clear."

Chapter-81. The end of the first trial

"Impossible...it's impossible...it's fake..."

"Infidels... This is the bewitching of the heathen... This is the trick of the devil..."

His eyeballs were dry and his throat was hoarse. In front of Gabriel's solemn and solemn divine light, Zaimam was talking to himself in vain. Grinning the corners of his mouth, he tremblingly said: "Don't try to deceive me, you damn heathen, you can't deceive me..."

"It's not that I'm deceiving you, but you are deceiving yourself. I believe that you already have the correct answer in your heart..." Facing Zaimam who refused to look directly at the truth, Gabai Lie Shen said: "After all, after witnessing the power from our Lord, it must be easier to believe in me than to believe in a devil who tricked you with sweet words."

"Full of lies!" There was a flash of panic in his eyes, and Zaimam retorted hysterically: "The governor of the angel! The messenger of the only Lord! How could it be possible not to stand with the devout believers?! How could it be possible to give People from country A are lobbyists?!"

"First of all, I repeat, I am not a governor. The apostles of the Lord just perform their own duties and have no status. Secondly, the apostles of the Lord are only the mouthpiece of God and will not be anyone's lobbyist..." corrected Tie Imam's mistake, Gabriel said in a deep voice: "The reason why I came here is not for the people of country A, but to carry out the justice of our Lord, to hunt down a devil who keeps spreading chaos and evil. Not long ago, that devil committed terrible blasphemous crimes in the Far East, and almost turned the whole world into a hell on earth, but now, that devil has come to the land where you have lived for generations, and wants to continue to confuse you... .”

After a slight pause, Gabriel said with a serious face: "As for why I didn't stand with you, you should ask yourself more about this point. If you regard the Church of the Holy Cross as heresy and are unwilling to accept For their theological views, then read your own "New Moon Canon", and then ask yourself, do you, who think you are pious, abide by the agreement with our Lord?"

"I don't believe it..." Shaking his head in a daze, Zaimam stared blankly and said to himself, "You are not an angel...you can't prove that you are an angel...you are the real devil ...you're bewitching me..."

"The apostle of the Lord will not lie, I don't need to prove my identity to you..." Seeing that Zaimam's faith was shaken in front of the holy light, as if it would collapse at any moment, Gabriel said solemnly: "You believe it, If you don't believe it, the truth is there."

"It's not true...it's not true..." Gabriel's voice had long been lost, Zaimam shook his head and said, "It's the devil's bewitchment...it's all the devil's bewitchment... This is just a trick of heretics...you are still trying to make me bow...I will not bow...The warriors of the One Lord will not bow...The One Lord is supreme... "

The spiritual attire gradually dissipated and turned into a silver-white spot of light in the air. With her body re-wrapped in black nun clothes, Gabriel no longer tried to argue with Zaimam, she just looked at Zaimam silently. He glanced at Mu, then turned around, and left the half of the interrogation room separated by one-way glass alone.

"Gabriel, why don't you ask anything?" As soon as he stepped out of the iron gate, he was greeted with a question. After Gabriel closed the door, he followed the voice and saw Paracles staring at the blue. With purple eyes, he said with displeasure: "That cockroach was obviously frightened by you, so now is a good time to ask a question?"

"No, now is not the time to ask..." Gabriel shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "He still needs to spend some time to calm down and settle down, and slowly accept the facts before him... "

As he said that, Gabriel turned his head, shifted his gaze to Mikkelsen, and at the same time said with a serious face: "Mr. Mikkelsen, prepare some food and water for him. Next, don't disturb him any more. Now, let him be alone, if he raises any basic requirements that are not excessive before making a formal choice, I hope you can meet them as appropriate."

"No problem, Miss Gabriel..." Raising his eyebrows at Gabriel, Mikkelsen raised his lips slightly and said, "It's just... why are you so sure that he will be willing to accept the reality? He can completely deny your identity subjectively, just like he did just now."

"Reflection and repentance are an indispensable part of communicating with our Lord..." Faced with Mikkelsen's doubts, Gabriel said in a deep voice: "If he is really a devout believer, I Willing to trust him to make the right choice."

"What if he can't?" Mikkelsen continued.

"You'd better pray that he can, Mr. Mikkelsen..." Meeting Mikkelsen's eyes, Gabriel said with a serious face: "If he is still willing to believe in the devil's bewitching after facing me directly , that will mean that no matter what method you use, it will be impossible to make him speak."

"Okay..." Shrugging towards Gabriel, Mikkelsen blinked and said, "I will pray."

"So, this is the end?" Miki Kobayakawa asked with her arms folded and Liu Mei lightly raising her eyebrows, looking over everyone in the interrogation room one by one.

"It's over for now..." Gabriel nodded lightly, and said in a deep voice, "I don't think there's anything we can do until he figured it out himself."

"Mr. Li, what's your opinion?" Turning to look at Li Yexing, Mikkelsen asked with a chuckle.

He nodded slightly and said nothing. In Li Yexing's view, silence is also an answer.

"Okay! It's over! The next task is to wait for that gentleman to take the initiative to speak!" Seeing that the work has come to an end, Miki Kobayakawa puffed up her chest, stretched her waist vigorously, and waited for a while. After groaning, she frowned, waved her hand to disperse the air in front of Qiongbi, and said with her mouth pursed: "Excuse me, Mr. A, can we go back to the office? The air quality here is terrible, stay a little longer." Seconds are torture."

"No problem, Kobayakawa...I mean, Ms. Yuzao..." Mikkelsen narrowed his eyes into two slits, and said with a fake smile: "Actually, it's okay if you don't come. "

"That's impossible! How can the woman of the Tuyumen family abandon her fiancé?" Ignoring Bai Muqing's cold eyes, Kobayakawa Miki twisted her waist vigorously, and came to Li Yexing. Wrapping his arms around Li Yexing's neck, he pretended to be coquettish and said, "Your Majesty, let's go. If we stay here for so long, our skin will get worse."

Before Li Yexing could stand up, she saw Paracles quickly stepping forward and sitting in Li Yexing's arms. Wang Wang raised his head, looked at Kobayakawa Miki who was showing some astonishment, and said: "Find your position, bitch."

"My God! Your Majesty! The air is talking!" Putting the dumpling directly on Paracles's face, Kobayakawa Miki shook Li Yexing's neck vigorously, and at the same time pretended to be panicked: "It must be the conscience of the people of country A!" Corruption, too many people were tortured and killed in this interrogation room, which caused a supernatural phenomenon!"

"Mmm, mother fox..." Desperately pushing the heavy object on her face, the frustrated Parakris let out bursts of unexplained sobs.

"In a sense, it's quite enviable..." Seeing that Paracles and Miki Kobayakawa were about to wrestle together, Mikkelsen turned his head and said to Bai Muqing with a light smile: "Bai Miss, your boyfriend is really a blessing."

"Correct me, Mr. Mikkelsen..." Mikkelsen was interrupted softly, and June Xiang smiled and said, "Yexing is my boyfriend..."

Immediately, Bai Muqing's complexion turned cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If it's Muqing, you should call Yexing Muqing's fiancé..." Gently holding Bai Muqing's arm, Liu Yuexiang emphasized, "The interpersonal relationship between colleagues is very important. To distinguish clearly."

Immediately, a blush appeared on Bai Muqing's cheeks. In order to conceal the warm color, she raised her hand, pretending to be cold, and used her little finger to tuck the broken hair behind her ear.

Chapter-82. Collective Fishing

"Go to the military doctor and deal with his injuries..."

"Prepare some food and water for him, of course, not much..."

"If he puts forward any requirements, you can consider meeting what can be done. Of course, what can be done and what can't be done, you can decide for yourself..."

"If he wants to talk, tell me as soon as possible..."

After leaving a sentence of instructions to the support staff in charge of guarding Zaimam, Mikkelsen took Li Yexing and the girls out of the underground interrogation room in a mighty way. At this time, it was just after two o'clock in the afternoon. , the sun was hanging high in the sky, and the scorching sunlight that filled the barracks made the members of the international joint task force who had spent most of the day in the basement feel an inexplicable sense of unreality.

"Do you want to make the CIA move?" Stepping through the sun, walking through the corridor, Mikkelsen, who was at the front of the line, suddenly turned his head and whispered to Li Yexing who was following behind: "Honestly, I don't fully agree with Miss Gabriel's judgment on Zaimam, if you make some preparations in advance, you can save a lot of time."

"It's useless..." Faced with Mikkelsen's proposal, Li Yexing said blankly: "I don't know if her judgment is right or not, but I know that you will definitely not be able to ask about it."

"Your set has failed, and you almost killed our only current source of intelligence..." With a bit of teasing in his tone, Mikkelsen chuckled: "At least in terms of torture." , the CIA can promise to be more professional than you."

This time, Li Yexing didn't refute, but just put on a dead face.

"Moreover, getting the CIA to move is not just to interrogate Zaimam. Once our interrogation against Zaimam fails, they can be the backup..." On the other side, seeing Li Yexing choose to refuse to communicate, Mi Coulson explained in a low voice: "The CIA has a lot of eyeliners in Iraq, and these eyeliners can help us find the swollen daughter. We didn't notify the CIA of the intelligence needs here because we were worried about alarming the enemy, but now, We have to consider worse possibilities..."

After a slight pause, Mikkelsen continued: "Besides, from an objective point of view, it may indeed be a better solution to hand over the problem to the CIA. After all, even if the swollen woman replaces the cheongsam with the black robe of an Arab woman, An Asian girl who can't show her face is really too conspicuous, if she really appeared here and completed contact with the Holy Crescent Alliance front, it is impossible for us not to find any clues."

"What you said makes sense..." The corners of his mouth curled into an ugly curve, and Li Yexing mocked indifferently: "Before, when facing the Pavilion of Shadows, you probably thought the same way."

His expression froze slightly, and Mikkelsen was speechless. Just as he fell into silence, Li Yexing said again: "However, it can be considered. After all, we are in the light and she is in the dark. What do you want to do? Don't worry about it." Worry, if she makes a move, we will be able to seize the flaw."

Mikkelsen raised his eyebrows and asked subtly, "You mean to use the intelligence personnel from the CIA as bait and use them as bait?" Do you want to catch the swollen daughter?"

"They eat this bowl of rice." Seeing that Mikkelsen hesitated, Li Yexing said with a blank expression.

"Well, you're right..." In the end, Mikkelsen nodded with a happy face, and said to Li Yexing with a chuckle: "It's a pity, but it's also part of their duties."

In this way, with sporadic discussions, a group of people came to the door of the office. After Mikkelsen took out the key and opened the door, Sister Klass rushed into the office first and directly occupied Gabriel's seat. Spreading his limbs like salted fish, he said lazily: "Ah...thank you, my lord...thank you for the air conditioner that you gave us, allowing us to breathe the dirty air all day long in that dark and stuffy basement Then came the gasp..."

"I don't mind you thanking God, but please don't forget that I applied for this office." Following behind Sister Klass, but not in a hurry to take a seat, Mikkelsen first made a joke, and then He bent down and moved the vacant chairs in the corner of the office to the desk one by one.

"Mr. Mikkelsen, I have a heartfelt request..." Walking forward quickly, and moving the seat with Mikkelsen, Randolph said sincerely: "I remember During the interrogation, it seems that you showed the gentleman under interrogation a piece of paper on which the sacrificial circle in that village was drawn. If possible, can you show me? Maybe I can help .”

"No problem, we have prepared several copies." Mikkelsen replied with a chuckle.

"Oh! Thank you so much! Mr. Mikkelsen!" An excited smile appeared on Qiao's face, and Randolph even praised: "You are so kind! You are cuter than those unreasonable military officers Much more!"

While Mikkelsen and Randolph were moving the chairs, Li Yexing walked into the office and sat down at his desk. After silently lighting a cigarette, he turned his head, but He was surprised to find that his own girls had gathered near the door. Even Paracles, who always liked to hang on him, kept a distance from him. Except for Gabriel, no one sat down.

"That...Mr. Mikkelsen, and Miss Carter, you don't have to bother..." Seeing that Mikkelsen and Randolph were about to finish arranging the seats, June Xiang pulled back her toes The high-spirited Paracles and Miki Kobayakawa, who has always been at odds with people from country A, looked away at the same time, and said carefully: "Next, considering that the work progress here is temporarily stagnant, the other sisters and I are going to take advantage of it. Take this time to go to Baghdad to make some...necessary preparations for the next operation, for which we need two vehicles."

"What kind of preparation?" Mikkelsen straightened up without directly agreeing, and asked with a chuckle.

"About the explosion site in Baghdad, we hope to go and see it in person." Meeting Mikkelsen's gaze, June Xiang smiled like a mask.

"Although I don't think it is necessary to re-investigate the explosion site, the request of the S-rank witch is indeed worthy of attention..." Mikkelsen nodded thoughtfully, and said with a light smile: "No problem, a little Afterwards, I will apply to the military to send a team of troops to escort you, and get in touch with the army of country A stationed around, and let them introduce the situation on the spot to you."

"There is no need to mobilize the masses, Mr. Mikkelsen, I don't think our group of S-rank witches need the escort of the human army..." Facing Mikkelsen's generosity, June Xiang's lips curled up slightly: "Besides , Hasn’t Yexing already surveyed the situation at the scene? Let Yexing be our guide.”

As soon as these words came out, the office suddenly fell silent. Sister Klass raised her head and looked excited. Gabriel still nodded, but his brows twitched slightly. Wendigo smelled the subtle atmosphere, but didn't know what happened What, only Randolph was still thinking about the copy of the magic circle promised by Mikkelsen, completely unaware of the changes around her.

"May I ask, Miss Rose, when are you planning to come back?" After looking at each other for a while, Mikkelsen narrowed his eyes as if he understood something.

"Probably until tomorrow..." A bit of embarrassment appeared on Qiao's face, and Liu Yuexiang replied with a light smile: "The round trip will take a lot of time, and returning too late may cause inconvenience to you." .”

"Are you sure, your preparations are necessary?" Mikkelsen continued to ask as his eyes swept over Li Yexing vaguely.

"Of course." June Xiang smiled and nodded.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Rose, and the other ladies, I think you haven't understood a question..." Mikkelsen spread his hands and said, "Mr. Li is here for work." , you are also here to work, although your department has defined you as tourists for some reasons, but you are not real tourists..."

"I didn't do my job?" Suddenly, Li Yexing, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, and slowly turned his office chair to Mikkelsen. Opinion."

"No, of course not..." Shaking his head subconsciously, Mikkelsen said with a resentful smile, "Whether it is the analysis of the case or the subsequent beheading, you have made great contributions , it can be said that all the progress of the current investigation work is based on your efforts."

"I'm sitting here now, can the work progress?" Looking into Mikkelsen's eyes, Li Yexing continued to ask.

"Probably not..." Shaking his head again, Mikkelsen said with an awkward expression, "According to what Miss Gabriel said, we have to wait for Zaimam to speak up."

"I've done all the work I can do, and it's useless to sit here..." Facing Mikkelsen's eyes, Li Yexing looked indifferent, and asked word by word: "Now, what do I want to do with you?" My wife, go out to decompress, do you have any opinions?"

"Although I am not a person who follows the rules, I still want to say, Mr. Li, I am afraid that your behavior like this is a bit inappropriate..." Seeing that Li Yexing was going to play a rogue again, Mikkelsen gradually restrained his smile Just as he was about to refute Li Yexing, suddenly Gabriel said in a deep voice, "Let them go, Mr. Mikkelsen."

"Miss Gabriel, are you serious?" Unexpectedly, Gabriel, who had always been serious, would stand by Li Yexing's side. Mikkelsen's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Even the mortals who compiled the "Holy Code" did not forget to leave a day off for our Lord, not to mention, our Lord once said that adequate rest is a necessary prerequisite for all diligence..." Slowly raised He turned his head and took a deep look at Li Yexing. Gabriel turned his eyes to Mikkelsen and said solemnly: "Also, what Mr. Li said is right. Since sitting here is not good for work, why don't you just sit here?" Take this time to fully rest."

Chapter-83. Vietnam War Golden Song

It was past four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still fierce. Under the rusty green road signs, the scorched and dilapidated car wreckage surrounded the gray-black belt, extending infinitely towards the desert full of gravel and weeds, until it bordered the skyline.

It was a lonely road connecting Anbar and Baghdad. Because it was located in the desert, the sides were covered with crushed sand. Under the pouring of asphalt, the road surface that was not protected by the railings was slightly raised, although it did not affect the Driving, but it is hard to call it smooth.

Suddenly, a shadow passed through the heat wave that distorted the air, and crossed the skyline bordering the desert. Along with it, there were bursts of engine sounds that could not be called pleasant and the sound of the gas rushing out of the exhaust port. thick smoke.

The car logo is a red diamond with five pieces pieced together, and the speed is a pleasant one hundred miles. On the highway in Iraq, the white van from the far east is galloping wantonly. Together, they jointly perform a humorous movement with a sense of the times...

"Some folks are born made to wave the flag~"

"ooh'~they're red, white and blue~"

"And when the band plays 'Hail To The Chief'~"

"oh'~they point the cannonat you'Lord'~"

"Itain 'tme' ~ itain 'tme'~"

"Iain't nosenator's son~"