I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

In the darkness, there was a sudden sound of a match, and a small flame lit up, quickly igniting a kerosene lamp.

The two nuns in black robes, holding kerosene lamps in their hands, were all pale and looked in front of them with fear. In front of them, a wooden door was closed tightly.

The surface of this wooden door is covered with scratches, it looks like it was scratched by nails, it should be a long time, and the material is a bit black. And on the horizontal wood in the center of the wooden door, there is also a line of Roman inscription.

"This is not under God's control!"

"Are you sure we have to do this?"

A nun who looked younger, asked her companion next to her in a trembling voice.

And the nun, who looked a bit mature, nodded vigorously: "We have no choice, sister."

As she said, she took out a large and simple key, slowly inserted it into the keyhole on the wooden door, and turned it vigorously. Hearing a crisp sound of "click", the wooden door escaped silently from a gap.

"I hope the holy relic in it is useful, otherwise we really can't deal with that evil spirit."

The mature nun just wanted to open the wooden door, and the young nun grabbed her companion and said anxiously: "I think we should stick to it and wait for the support of the Holy See?"

"We don't have a phone here. We don't even know if the Holy See receives our request for help, let alone when the support will arrive." The nun sighed, "There are no more people living in the entire monastery except for the two of us. It's up to us to stop it."

After speaking, the mature nun gritted her teeth and opened the wooden door, and immediately a cold white mist spread out from behind the door. Seeing the incomparable darkness behind the door, she carried the kerosene lamp and slowly walked into the door.

The door was too dark. Although she was holding a kerosene lamp in her hand, the nun was completely engulfed in darkness after only three or four steps, even the light of the kerosene lamp was invisible.

The young nun outside the door trembling with hands, knelt on her knees, holding the cross hung on her neck, and trembling in prayer: "...Father in heaven, may everyone honor you as holy, may your kingdom come, may Your will is done on the ground..."

Suddenly there was a screaming scream from inside the door. The scared nun shivered all over and raised her head abruptly. A blood-stained hand was suddenly stretched out in the dark. The scared nun screamed and sat down on the ground. .

With a "pop", the set of keys was thrown out from the darkness, and then the mature nun leaned out half of her body from the darkness, her face was full of blood, and she yelled anxiously: "Hold the keys and go...remember , It must be possessed to escape from here, you know what you should do!"

The young nun shook her head vigorously: "No, I can't, I can't."

"You have to make a choice. Once you let it escape, there will be endless troubles..."

The mature nun screamed and was suddenly dragged into the darkness.

The young nun got up from the ground shivering, grabbed the key, and fled without turning her head. After running out of this secret tunnel, the nun kept rushing into the chapel. She knelt in front of the statue of the Virgin with a "plop", and shouted with a trembling: "My Lord, my Virgin, may your brilliance shine on the earth, Drive out all darkness..."

Suddenly, there was a "click" thunder from outside the window. The nun was startled, she turned her head and looked out the window subconsciously.

But when she looked back, she was horrified to find that half of the face of the Virgin was gone. Under the illumination of the chandelier, the Madonna with half of her face looked particularly gloomy. In a trance, Nun Gan felt that the Madonna with half of her face was looking at herself gloomily.

The nun stood up trembling all over, staggered out of the chapel, and ran up the stone steps to her residence. After closing the door tightly with her backhand, she walked to the window step by step.

Right next to the window, there was a pile of twine rope.

The nun hung the set of keys around her neck, picked up the hemp rope tremblingly, and glanced at the door of the room. The locked door suddenly shook violently, and after a while, it suddenly opened.

The candlelight on the wall outside the door extinguished one after another from far and near. In a trance, one could see a nun in a robe standing in the darkness beyond the candlelight.

The young nun showed a look of despair on her face. As the candlelight outside went out one by one, the cross hung on the wall inside the house began to rotate slowly.

The young nun pushed open the window, climbed onto the window sill, stretched out her hand to tie a knot of hemp rope around her neck, looked up at the night sky, and murmured: "Lord, please forgive my sin!"

As she said, she jumped, and after a while, the twine in the room suddenly straightened.

I saw the other part of the twine, which had long been firmly tied to the leg of the bed.

Obviously this young nun was already ready to commit suicide.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the cross in the room was completely upside down, and then it was enveloped in flames.

At the same time, a gloomy wind blew, and the window opened by the nun closed silently. On the window glass, the face of a terrifying nun was faintly reflected.

***

Pushing open the heavy iron door and opening the heavy curtain, the pungent smell of disinfectant pours on his face. But Xie Lun keenly smelled a rancid smell hidden in the smell of the disinfectant.

The center of the room was separated by a white silk gauze, and Xie Lun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he lifted the gauze.

Behind the gauze was a big bed. On both sides of the big bed stood five priests in white coats and masks. A little further away, there were several stoves. The blazing flames kept escaping from the stove. Now, the steaming room is like an oven.

As for the big bed, it was covered with luxurious silks and satin, piled like cotton, and lying in it was an old man with white hair and a white robe. I saw a fist-sized tumor on the old man's face. The tumor was still leaking black water, and the lower half of the mouth was split. If there were no other people's continuous wiping, the black water would penetrate into the mouth.

"Who is this?"

Xie Lun looked at the cardinal who led the way with some doubts. The cardinal bowed respectfully to the old man lying on the bed, and said respectfully: "This is the Pope."

"Isn't it?" Xie Lun frowned. "I remember seeing him on TV last week, sitting in a glass cover parading the streets...cough cough, parade, the body is very tough, how can it be only a week? Has it become like this?"

"Oh, you are talking about the current Pope, and this is the previous Pope."

Explained the cardinal.

Xie Lun narrowed his eyes: "How far is it?"

"Uh……"

The cardinal opened his mouth and said nothing. Instead, the old man lying on the bed ~www.readwn.com~ said, "When the Black Death was raging in the Middle Ages."

"No wonder I feel something is wrong with you." Xie Lun snorted, "It turns out to be an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years."

"Bold!"

Others glared at Xie Lun, but the former pope waved his hand: "Don't be rude to the Lord God-giver."

Then he waved to Xie Lun: "Please come forward, God-giver."

Xie Lun looked at the black water tumor on the old man's face and smiled slightly: "I can hear you clearly here."

"Don't worry, I am not contagious."

"Oh, look at what this says, as if I discriminate against you? How could it be possible, I just think that you should keep a certain distance from a distinguished person like you in order to appear respectful."

With that said, Xie Lun quickly put on a gas mask on himself, took out a bottle of alcohol bottle by the way, and sprayed it on his hands.