I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 338: Ghost Story Exchange; Hidden Second Enemy

"Besides guarding the man, is there anything else we can do to help?"

The plainclothes officer sitting on the chair finally stood up and rubbed his hands gently.

Su Fan has already thought about this problem.

"I will now conduct a search within your jurisdiction, which will cause some disturbances. The coordination and follow-up work will be left to you."

When in Los Angeles, Su Fan didn't have to worry about these problems with the help of Dyson and familiar police officers.

But this is London, and we are unfamiliar with the place, so it would be much easier to do things with the help of these people.

Hearing this, the plainclothes officers all looked strange.

This is different from what they thought of as helping the exorcist perform the exorcism ritual.

It is well known that the citizens of Britain are very difficult to deal with. They will complain immediately if anything goes wrong, no matter how trivial it may be.

Next, the complaint letters from their branch will probably fill up the mailboxes of the higher-level agencies.

"Besides that, there are these..."

Su Fan took out many talismans from his pocket.

"The talisman can protect you from the devil's temptation and keep you awake."

"Each person should carry two, just in case."

"Are these for us?"

Many police officers' eyes lit up.

They watched Su Fan use the talisman the whole time. To be honest, seeing the magic in Kobe's movie was much cooler.

If the youth were to give them these things, wouldn’t that mean that they, too, would be able to fight against evil?

"Put aside your unrealistic fantasies."

Just as they were imagining flames rising in their hands and fighting the devil for three hundred rounds, the young man's voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads.

"These things can only buy you time to escape from the demons' attack. If you really want to use them to fight the enemy, you'd better find a good cemetery with beautiful scenery."

"And these are only loaned to you temporarily. If they are of no use to you, I will take them back."

The effects of a talisman when activated actively and when it is passively effective will not be much different, but the different users determine their upper limits.

It's fine to think of it as a time-limited bulletproof vest for the supernatural, and to use it to gain fame and fortune...

It is suspected that he was dizzy after being scolded by Karen after being on duty all day, and he fell asleep as soon as he returned to the police station, and then he hit his head against the corner of the table and had this fantasy.

"Tom, do you know the usage and precautions of the talisman?"

"I understand."

"Okay, talk to them."

Su Fan also gave Tom an extra enhanced version of the evil-suppressing talisman.

"If anything appears through the goat wood carving to attack you, just stick it on it."

After giving his final instructions, Su Fan turned and left the police station.

As he left the police station, many police officers present breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if you already know that the other party has no ill intentions, and even stand on the same side with them.

But the ghost-like flashing movements and the shocking pressure made it impossible for them to remain calm.

"I dare say that guy has the most terrifying aura I have ever seen, no doubt about it."

A police officer who had previously remained silent expressed his thoughts for the first time.

"I'm not even sure if the person we're talking to is actually human..."

The other policemen agreed and nodded in agreement.

Among all the people present, only Tom had a different opinion.

Sue saved him and Katie, and helped Sasha and Darcy.

He was doing good things like upholding justice and slaying demons, so why was he being made out to be a dangerous person by this group of people?

Tom wanted to explain, but he put Su Fan's instructions first and mentioned the precautions of using talismans to the group of police officers first.

After a brief explanation, Tom distributed the talismans in his hand.

In the process, they also got to know each other's names.

The man who stood up and wanted to ask Su Fan to leave was named Chavez. He was a plainclothes officer who had just been promoted to a recent position, so he was very motivated.

The one who had been sitting in the recliner was Albert, a very experienced veteran in the police station who had solved many major cases.

Logically speaking, he could have been promoted to a higher-level bureau long ago, but he took the initiative to refuse the transfer.

"New environment, new rules. Handling cases is tiring enough. There's no need to make myself suffer more."

In response to Tom's curious inquiry, Albert gave his own answer.

Perhaps because their curiosity about the supernatural was aroused, these plainclothes police officers began to ask Tom about his experience as Su Fan's assistant.

Tom also told everyone the truth about the case of a doctor murdering his wife that he had just experienced, which caused a burst of amazement.

No one expected that a murder case that seemed simple and did not require any investigation actually had so many inside stories.

The doctor who seems gentle and talented but is actually mad and cruel, and the blind sister who appears harmless but has a strong desire for revenge...

And when they heard the final description of Su Fan's battle with the puppet, they were dumbfounded!

"Did I hear you correctly? You just said that he kicked the puppet into the wall twenty meters away?"

"It's crazy."

"He is an exorcist, not some humanoid Terminator who traveled through time from the future to the present?"

After hearing everything, many policemen were still unsatisfied and began to share with each other the supernatural experiences they had in their work and life.

The atmosphere on the scene was quite similar to the feeling of telling ghost stories in the dormitory at night.

Of course, most of those were just hearsay without any real evidence or witnesses.

It was at this moment that Albert, who had been silent before, suddenly interrupted.

"I have something here, I don't know if it counts as one."

“Share it and let’s hear it.”

Everyone looked at Albert, and the latter began to tell the story.

“That was a case I handled in the 1990s.

At that time, I was still a junior policeman in the police station, and I was tasked with arresting cult members with my superiors.

It was a big operation, everyone’s pistols were fully loaded with bullets and equipped…”

Due to the mass suicide of a cult in America that shocked the world, the British police, who rarely use firearms, can be said to be armed to the teeth this time.

When they broke in, they saw a group of ordinary people who looked no different.

"At that time, I was called to check the items listed at the scene..."

“In our profession, we often come into contact with corpses, so we are inevitably familiar with human tissue.

At that time, I realized for the first time that the books placed in front of everyone were made of human skin. "

Albert paused here. Even after so many years, he would still wake up in the middle of the night, sweating profusely, because he dreamed about the scene of that day.

"In addition, there are chairs made of human skeletons, and black and red sculptures that have been soaked in blood countless times."

"The process of arresting and collecting evidence went very smoothly, with almost no difficulty. In court, the righteous judge even gave them the maximum sentence in order to severely punish those lunatics."

After hearing this, the tense faces of many people at the scene relaxed a lot.

The judicial departments coordinate and cooperate and work together to ensure that evildoers are punished and can no longer harm society.

Although it sounds cliché, no one wants to hear a reversal at this time.

But just when they thought Albert's story had ended, he spoke again.

"We all thought it was over, but it was just the beginning."

Since the sentencing, all the main investigators have suffered misfortunes one after another.

Some may suffer an accident and become disabled, or may become mentally ill and leave their job in disgrace.

The most tragic one was the judge who resisted the pressure from public opinion and insisted on imposing the maximum penalty.

His pregnant wife gave birth two months early to a baby with a heart growing outside its body, but the baby died of heart failure within two weeks.

Three months later, his wife committed suicide by lying on the railway tracks, leaving the judge himself missing and without further news. "Maybe it was because I was just a small fry at the time that I escaped."

Albert's voice was very heavy.

After hearing what happened to his colleagues, he felt heavy-hearted and frightened, and he had no time to feel happy about having survived the disaster.

"I don't believe in gods or ghosts, but I am in awe of mysterious things. This is the reason."

As soon as Albert finished speaking, the people in the field lost their previous excitement.

They suddenly realized something that had been overlooked.

The most likely outcome for ordinary people who get involved in the extraordinary struggle is to become cannon fodder.

They simultaneously reached out and touched their chests.

There were two sheets of light yellow paper with mysterious characters written on them.

Although its weight is far less than that of real guns and bullets, the sense of security it brings at this moment is better than any powerful thermal weapon.

At this moment, everyone could feel the importance and preciousness of these two talismans.

"My evaluation of him just now was a bit too one-sided... He is very good and deserves our respect."

The police officer who spoke earlier suddenly made completely different remarks, but this time it still resonated with everyone.

[It seems that there is no need to explain so much. 】

Tom was a little stunned, but it was a good thing for him as it saved him a lot of trouble.

Of course, while everyone was talking, he did not forget to check the condition of the black goat wood sculpture from time to time to prevent any abnormalities.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the police station.

"We are going in to report the case right now! Call the police on duty inside right now!"

The man's angry roar could be heard clearly even through the glass door.

Then, there was the sound of chaotic and heavy footsteps.

The door was suddenly pushed open and slammed against the wall behind it. The sound of the alloy door panel vibrating made all the plainclothes officers inside frown and utter some words with the beginning of "F" in their mouths.

"Who gave you the courage to shout? This is a police station, no noise allowed!"

As an old man in the police station, Albert still had some momentum in his scolding.

The originally noisy and harsh noise quieted down for a moment, but the other group of people had no intention of retreating.

Tom looked at them curiously and found that this group of people seemed to be composed of parents and children in groups of three or four.

These kids seem familiar...

Tom soon remembered and laughed unkindly.

Aren’t they the roadmen who roam around the community at night and cause damage?
Why do they all look like pigs with bruised faces and noses?
Not awesome anymore?

Unlike Tom who was gloating, the parents on the other side reacted quite excitedly.

"Now explain to me, why did our child become like this?"

One of them put his arm around his son's shoulders. There was blood at the corner of his mouth that had not yet completely dried, and there were obvious scars on his hands and cheeks.

"Our children are being bullied like this, from night till morning... You don't know anything about it?! We pay taxes just to support losers like you?!"

Seeing this, young Charles sneered in his heart.

Is there any need to explain this? You can tell at a glance that these kids were fighting.

They usually do whatever they want to adults by relying on the Law for the Protection of Minors. Now they have a dispute with each other and fight, and they come to the police station to ask for an explanation. It's ridiculous.

But just as he was about to retort, Albert raised his hand to stop him.

"You said they were bullied, but I saw scars on their hands. It looked more like a fight. Can you tell me what happened in detail?"
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After leaving the police station, Su Fan was now standing on the top floor of a building.

This is not done to show off, but to take a closer look at the city below from an overhead perspective.

Countless people have died in this city of London, and the city is filled with all kinds of strange stories and a strong atmosphere of mystery.

Now when the mist rises at night, it seems as if one can hear through the hazy gas the roar of steam engines from centuries past.

The heavy history represents a strong negative energy and resentment.

But what’s interesting is that in the places where the yin energy is the heaviest, there happen to be a few real cathedrals.

From a distance, it looks like a lighthouse in the dark sea.

Su Fan didn't believe that there was such a coincidence. The only explanation was that before these churches were built, someone had already seen the hidden dangers of London and made corresponding plans.

It seems that there are more extraordinary things in this land than expected.

But Su Fan didn't care too much.

He has a personal vendetta against the devil, and this group of people should be happy to reap the benefits.

If you come here to interfere...

Su Fan didn't mind teaching these impoverished country nobles a lesson, of course, using the identity of America's top exorcist.

He is also good at adding fuel to the fire.

The cold wind blew, blowing the corners of Su Fan's clothes.

A plan of a place not far away and the other two locations took shape in my mind.

The three crime scenes are not far from each other and are all within the Enfield area.

If a spell is to be cast, the caster should be located in the middle area of ​​the triangle.

[It should be in this direction.]

Su Fan jumped lightly, flew into the air, and flew towards the locked area.

During the flight, he began to rethink his thoughts.

He originally thought that this was another new thing that the Ghost Nun had come up with, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that the Ghost Nun had never used symbols like goats before.

The latter's real name is Valak, the Duke of Snakes among the seventy-two demons. He is a little boy with wings on his back and rides a two-headed dragon. He knows the way to the residence of the hell snake.

The construction team's discovery of a swarm of snakes described by Tom earlier is also a manifestation of this power.

Judging from the previous battles, even though he was severely damaged by the blood of Jesus, his strength is still higher than that of Malthus.

A demon with such power should have no need to recruit believers or help with things.

But if Su Fan's guess is true, it is not good news.

[This time, in addition to the demon god, we are also dealing with unknown demons and their high-ranking followers who can perform curse rituals. ]

Believers were never a problem for him. He would simply chop them down with his sword and kill them all, including their souls.

The problem is another demon.

Su Fan clearly remembered that the demons did not need to follow the rules set by God when dealing with him.

If not handled properly, it is very likely that you will face two powerful enemies at once.

Su Fan has never been an adventurist, so his answer is very simple.

Defeat them one by one and pick the weak ones.

As for who is the soft persimmon.

Su Fan landed gently on the railroad tracks made of sleepers and metal like a fallen leaf.

The vibration caused by the passing train is felt from near to far.

Silence returned here again.

Under the night sky, there seemed to be no buildings around except for the railway tracks that disappeared into the forest.

Su Fan released his spiritual sense and found only a few houses with lights on within a radius of 800 meters.

There were no signs of any cult activities.

Su Fan did not leave just like that. After thinking for a while, he looked at the ground.

Since there is nothing on the ground and in the sky, the only possibility is that it is underground.

[Hidden in a dark cave without sunlight? That's exactly what rats do. 】

A smile appeared on Su Fan's lips, and then he came to a place not far from the railway track, raised his foot, gathered all his strength, and hammered it hard on the ground!

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(End of this chapter)