American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The bishop formed by the two words may not seem like much, but when broken down, the bishop seems to be very important.

Although the church in this parallel world is very different from the church in the previous life, its job descriptions are generally similar.

The church is divided into clergy and governing classes.

There are only three major categories of clergy, bishops, priests, deacons, etc., which can be regarded as formal members of the church who can have the power of faith. Just as faith does not distinguish between high and low, everyone in the clergy is a clergy, but other The level of the position is subdivided by the hierarchy of authority.

The greatest nature is God. Below is the Pope in white who had a phone call with him. Using an example to illustrate that power is equivalent to the co-owner of a feudal state.

Below the pope is the highest-ranking archbishop, prime minister, and deacon in black night clothes, who takes care of the pope's daily life and has the power to correct documents and read edicts, which is roughly equivalent to the status of the chief minister of the cabinet or the prince.

From the black archbishop down there are the red archbishops, also known as cardinals, who lead the major dioceses. Their status is approximately the same as that of cabinet ministers. They are appointed by the pope and assist the pope in handling affairs.

The council of cardinals is the cabinet and has the right to elect the pope.

Further down from the cardinals are the patriarchs, the specific leaders of each major diocese, and their rights can be regarded as princes with the power to aspire to the throne.

Further down, there is the archbishop who assists the patriarch in managing the diocese.

Then there are the chief bishops in charge of several ecclesiastical provinces under the diocese and the metropolitan in charge of the provincial capital center in the ecclesiastical provinces.

Then there is the archbishop in charge of a province and the diocesan bishop under the province, who is probably the mayor.

The person in front of him is at the level of archbishop, and he can also be said to have a high position of power.

I saw him wearing a vest and jeans, with a pipe in his mouth that looked unusually chic. In short, he was far from the serious look in his impression.

"Tell me, what's the matter with coming here this time?" Old Mike, who didn't know what York was thinking, knocked on his pipe, took a puff and blew out the smoke ring and said.

"I don't believe you just came here to see me."

Looking at this old man who was extremely free and unrestrained and began to let himself go, Yorks smiled and said directly.

"I want you to check someone out for me."

As soon as these words came out, Old Mike's eyes suddenly showed such a sarcastic look.

"cough."

Yorks coughed dryly, then took out the information he originally got from St. Luce Church from his bag again, and handed it to the old Mike in front of him.

This is his plan in itself, follow it all the way.

Before going to St. Luce's Church, he had already made preparations for the client's death. If he died, he would use his own channels to find out where the client went before coming to the United States.

It's purely about matters in the United States. If you ask Hannah to check it, you can basically check it accurately. However, with Hannah's strength in a foreign country, she might not be able to check it in such detail, because she doesn't know where the supernatural events happened, and The church can...

Old Mike took it and took a quick look at it. Finally, he stopped at the picture of French Renzi's death. Not to mention the bloodstains all over his body and the dense scars on his body, the main cause of death was a root that penetrated from the eyeball to the back of the head. Iron sign,.

"Evil spirit?"

Recalling the unknown situation about Rowling, Yorks shook his head and said calmly.

"I think this may not be as simple as an evil spirit."

Old Mike continued to turn over the words, his tone of voice rising involuntarily.

"That's the devil."

York's expression remained unchanged, "Yeah."

Old Mike stopped, glanced up at the tall priest whose expression had not changed at all, and sighed inwardly.

"Well, since it's a demon, I'll check it out for you."

"good."

As if sensing the change in old Mike, Yorks smiled disapprovingly, picked up his backpack, looked at the meat ball next to him and changed the subject.

"So what exactly are you working on?"

Old Mike silently put away the information in his hand, "You know about vampires, right?"

"Vampire?" York's eyebrows suddenly raised. How could he not know that he had watched so many movies and TV shows about vampires in his previous life, even The Twilight Zone, which compared movies like his childhood.

"Yes," Old Mike said nonchalantly, "My latest research topic is why vampires recover so quickly, even though they look no different from humans."

Yorks twitched the corner of his mouth. This kind of in-depth research is not suitable for him. He is only suitable for superficial things.

But having said this, Yorks put on his backpack and thought of a very cool young man who rode a Harley motorcycle all day long and said casually.

"Is this what Healy found for you?"

Healy, the son of the old man in front of him, occupation: a registered exorcist, running around, claiming to be a messenger of justice to protect the world, but the truth is that he is bored and looking for excitement.

Analogous to those rich second generations who are looking for excitement and play extreme sports.

If there was anyone who could play with the old man in front of him, it would probably be that young man named Healy.

Perhaps talking about his son, Old Mike showed a smile on his face, nodded and smiled.

"Well, he just delivered it yesterday."

"All right."

Yorks took another look at the meat ball under the microscope. To be honest, he was quite curious about the vampires in this parallel world.

After all, in my previous life, I had always heard how handsome and beautiful the nobles among vampires were, and they looked like nobles all over.

He was curious if this was the same in this parallel world.

"Huh? Why, are you also interested?" Old Mike had a hint of encouragement in his eyes. "I know you are very smart. If you can study with me and figure out this problem, we might even win a prize, such as the Nobel Prize..."

"Nobel? This award is of no use to me." Yorks retracted his gaze, immediately refused, and began to walk back.

"Only one thing works for me."

Old Mike leaned down, held a pipe with one hand, took a puff of his pipe and blew out the smoke ring, looking at the tall and strong figure who was getting farther and farther away.

"What's up?"

Yorks stopped at the door, looked back at the lazy old man and smiled, "Tell Healy for me that the account is still the same as before, and let him remember to transfer money to me."

When he heard this, Old Mike waved his hand impatiently, he would not allow his son to be cheated.

"Go, go, go, get out of here."

"Haha." Yorks shrugged, laughed, opened the door and left the area.

Click! The sound of the door closing sounded,

Old Mike glanced at the closed door, looked at the information on the table, was silent for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Oh, this kid is really..."

The voice fell, filled with emotion.