devil priest in marvel exorcism

Chapter 7 Treatment (! Please recommend!)

In Frank's secret safe house.

The blond man took a deep drag on the cigarette and exhaled it heavily.

He raised his hands and turned around to show that he was unarmed. Then he took a cigarette and said, "I am Will Graham, FBI Special Agent.

This time I come to seek help from you. "

Frank seemed to hate agents. He sneered and said, "An FBI special agent invades someone else's house late at night and seeks help from a retired veteran and a young priest?"

Because of Frank's "Hello", the man named Will didn't dare to be mysterious anymore.

"Please forgive my presumption, this is the main reason why I came!"

He took out a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of the three of them. What was taken in the photo was the remaining flesh and blood of the young man after the exorcism.

"We took this pile of flesh and blood tissue for testing. Except for the excessive amount of elemental sulfur, the DNA contained in the flesh and blood is the DNA of a suspect who was left at the scene of a serial murder case that I have been tracking."

Hearing this, Dubi asked in confusion: "The murderer is just a scum after he dies. Isn't that a good thing?"

Will looked at the photo and smiled bitterly, and said: "Originally, I thought the case could be closed, but just now, when the test results came out, another case with the same modus operandi occurred."

He pointed at the pile of meat in the photo and said dejectedly: "In other words, this scumbag is just a member of the murder gang, maybe not the main role. And now that he is dead, our clues have been cut off."

"But this has nothing to do with us!"

The man whose heart was filled with revenge was not moved by Will's words. Frank would not care about anything else until he killed all the murderers of his wife and children.

He interrupted Will and issued an eviction order with a cold face, "Now, Mr. Special Agent, no matter what you say is true or false, please leave here before I blast your skull with a shot. !

immediately!immediately! "

This time under the gun, Will was no longer as calm as when he appeared on the scene. He knew that the fierce veteran in front of him could really shoot.

Looking at the bright muzzle of the gun, he spoke quickly and urgently: "I know you, Frank Custer, a former Marine Corps soldier who served as a military training instructor after serving in the war.

You were attacked by gangsters during a picnic with your family. You were the only one to survive. Because of the inaction of the New York Police Department, you have been searching for the murderer of your family. "

Before Frank had his finger on the trigger, he said the most important words.

"I have the ability to help you find them! Find the murderers who killed your family."

Dolby clearly felt Frank's body trembling slightly. The tough guy paused for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Prove it to me, agent!"

Will looked at the black hole of the gun pointing at his head, which was still smoking just now, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

After he opened his eyes again, he became extremely quiet and began to pay attention to everything in the room.

Doobie and Frank looked at him without making a sound.

Finally he walked all the way to a wall and took off an old saber from the wall.

Dolby looked at Will and suddenly noticed that the pupils of this man with dark green eyes were dilated and out of focus.

The man's eyes were blurry. The saber he took off had no scabbard, and the blade was full of rust. However, he still made a motion to pull the saber out of the scabbard, and then wiped the blade with air in his left hand. .

He did it very realistically, giving people the illusion that he was really holding a piece of cloth and wiping a sword.

Dolby gently touched Frank next to him and asked in a low voice: "Isn't he scared crazy by you?"

Frank shook his head and said nothing.

Dolby looked at Frank's frown, looking like he was thinking seriously, and suddenly understood what Will was doing.

Everything in this room belongs to Frank, and Will is imitating Frank's previous scene of cleaning the knife.

This Mr. Agent is a super profiler!

No wonder he said he could help Frank find his enemies because he could profile the movements of other people.

Will gently wiped the knife, threw the "wiping cloth" aside, and held the sword's blade upright against his chest.

Then he stabbed back from his armpit suddenly, as if killing an enemy who was touching his back.

"A good knife... very sharp."

Will said softly, "The technique was also very vicious...killing under the arm, killing with one knife...but it must have happened a long time ago, and the weapons you used at that time were still very backward."

Will closed his eyes, as if thinking about it.

"It seems like a drug dealer? I saw the face clearly. It was a Mexican."

He opened his eyes and said to Frank: "You once used this knife to cleanly kill a Mexican in a counter-attack, right?"

Without waiting for Frank to answer, he continued: "This is my ability, profiling."

"you are lying!"

Frank stared at Will who put the knife back and said: "Profiling is just a common method in criminal psychology.

It cannot allow you to describe my battle scenes many years ago with just a rusty knife in a room with little information.

It's even more impossible for you to see the drug dealer's face. "

Doobie also looked at Will thoughtfully….

"But that's what I'm capable of."

When he mentioned his abilities, Will's voice no longer had the brisk tone.

He grabbed his golden hair in pain, "This ability once made me feel painful. I can clearly profile the scene of the murder, and every innocent person's scream will wake me up in a nightmare!"

"I later left the homicide unit and joined the FBI..."

He picked up the half-burned cigarette and took a long drag. His dark green eyes looked at Frank and Dolby from under his wet blond hair.

"Anyway, I have proven my ability. Now can you tell me what I want to know?"

Frank was moved, he pursed his lips, and his face was a little uneasy, "What do you want to know? I'm not sure we know what you want."

Dolby looked at Frank and knew that the sad veteran was worried about not getting help from Will, so he took a step forward and stood in front of Will.

After deliberately adjusting the collar of his priest's robe, he asked with a smile: "If I say that I can help you solve your "sleep" problem, will you be willing to help Frank find his enemy?"

Will, who had been paying attention to Frank, suddenly froze and seemed unresponsive.

Helpless, Dolby had no choice but to repeat it, and this time Mr. Agent heard it clearly.

He was short of breath.

The wings of his nostrils were widened due to the inner excitement, and his face gradually returned from pale to pale, then turned red, right down to the roots of his golden hair. There was hope in his dark green eyes, and he asked cautiously: "Mr. Father , you said you can cure my disease?"

PS: Will Graham—from "American TV Series, Movie Mix, Hannibal Series".

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