Chapter 336: The Unclean Nun (Part 2)
Luca stumbled a step and hurriedly rushed forward, grabbing his daughter's legs to lift her up.
William did not hesitate either. In a few strides, he reached the wooden shelf and dragged it right beneath Lisa's feet.
Seeing this, Luca coordinated and lifted his daughter's feet onto it, finally breathing a sigh of relief inwardly.
He was just about to climb onto the wooden shelf, but Mr. "Detective" was a step faster.
Therefore, Luca planned to wait on the ground to catch her.
But the next second, his eyes widened, and the crowd of villagers behind him also cried out in alarm.
He saw Mr. "Detective" climb onto the wooden shelf, grab the straw rope, wrap it around Lisa's neck a few more times, and then violently yank backward.
"You're the one who wanted to stay in there," a glint of excitement flashed in William's eyes.
"Ugh—!"
Lisa's eyes instantly rolled back, and her hands instinctively clawed at her neck.
But William was prepared.
He pulled a crucifix necklace out of his pocket and tied it around the girl's wrists in one smooth motion.
Sizzle...
A searing sensation instantly pierced her skin, and Lisa's expression grew even more ferocious.
"What the hell are you doing, you bastard!"
"Let Lisa go, quickly!"
The villagers below were entirely enraged.
Gail and Mark also wore faces of disbelief.
"Mr. William..."
Seeing the crowd's reaction, a thoughtful look appeared in "Lisa's" eyes.
The next second.
"Plea—Mmph!"
She had only managed to utter a single syllable before her mouth was gagged.
William, standing with one bare foot on the wooden board, shoved the sock in his hand even deeper into her mouth.
"Animal!"
"Scum!"
Immediately, someone charged forward.
"Wait!" At this time, William stretched out his hand and shouted loudly.
The crowd actually stopped, though the glares they shot him remained hostile.
"I understand everyone here is very confused inwardly. Please allow me to explain my actions just now," he said, adjusting his collar.
"First of all, I came up here specifically to tie her up."
This sentence was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan.
"Then what's there to explain!"
"You scum, you really did have ulterior motives!"
The crowd below was incensed.
"But there's a reason for this!" William pointed at Lisa with a serious face. "The very first moment I saw her, I confirmed she wasn't human."
"Don't be so quick to argue."
He spoke first, preventing the villagers from taking further action.
"Think about it, everyone. A twelve-year-old girl suddenly attempts suicide. If this were truly her own intention, her heart must be extremely desperate, which means she must have experienced some agonizing trauma."
As William spoke, he pointed at Luca.
"Therefore, the person who abused her is you!"
The latter widened his eyes, instinctively pointing a finger at himself: "Me??"
Luca was shocked right then and there. Aren't you the one everyone is denouncing right now?!
Subsequently, he noticed the atmosphere wasn't quite right. He saw quite a few villagers around him looking at him with suspicious gazes.
"E-Everyone! Don't believe this guy's words!" Luca looked frantic.
"You all know me. How could I possibly abuse Lisa!"
Hearing this, quite a few villagers also stepped forward to back him up.
"That's right. Although Luca is a bit cowardly, he is a good family man!"
"Hey! I even heard him getting beaten up by his wife at home last month!"
"..."
Although these words hurt his pride a bit, Luca did feel much better inwardly.
"Perhaps your heart is twisted, and you harbor improper intentions toward a beautiful, youthful young girl?" William shifted the subject.
"You! You!" Luca pointed at William, almost failing to catch his breath.
"If... if I am that kind of person, may my heart be dug out by devils after death, and my eyes pierced by needles..."
He swore several vicious oaths in a row, making even the bystanders marvel.
"Well said!" At this time, William clapped his hands.
"I believe you. Lisa's suicide attempt has nothing to do with you!"
Hearing this, the pent-up frustration in Luca's heart actually churned even more.
You were the one framing me from the very beginning!!
Before he could do anything, he heard Mr. "Detective" speak again: "Then that brings up the second suspicious point."
William said: "If a person has the courage to commit suicide, it shows she has completely lost all attachment to this world. Since that's the case..."
He pinched Lisa's jaw and turned her to face the crowd.
"Why would she show such a pleading expression for help."
Right now, a layer of mist had covered "Lisa's" eyes, and her gaze had turned aggrieved.
After hearing William's words, her expression froze on her face.
"That seems to make some sense?"
"Perhaps... she suddenly didn't want to die anymore?"
Now, the villagers weren't so sure either.
William smiled slightly, leaning close to "Lisa's" ear: "You can perform all you want, but I will soon be able to lock onto your true location."
"Lisa" was startled upon hearing this, and only then noticed the anomaly.
At some unknown point, auras of various colors had suddenly surged around this body, and a portion of them gradually condensed into the shape of chains.
These things clung to the surface of the black aura on "Lisa's" chest, continuously spreading outwards.
Seeing this, shock flashed in her eyes.
With almost no hesitation, Lisa's eyes began to roll back into her head.
Subsequently, under the watchful eyes of the villagers below, her throat suddenly bulged.
Immediately after, the sock in her mouth began to move outward automatically, quickly falling to the ground past her lips.
Accompanying it was a metallic clinking sound.
Clink clink—
A massive amount of iron nails were spewed out from Lisa's mouth, coated in blackened blood.
After brief contact with the air, these iron nails quickly turned to dust.
"This! This!"
"Andy's farmland turned into this kind of dust too!"
The crowd of villagers watched in sheer disbelief.
"To actually abandon this portion of power... quite decisive," William narrowed his eyes.
He had originally wanted to warn the evil existence to protect the girl's safety. If the other party took the opportunity to flee, he could simply track it.
But now, this plan obviously wouldn't work.
"Mr... Mr. Detective drove away the devil!"
Someone shouted out at this moment, and the rest began to cheer.
William shrugged and could only untie Lisa and let her down first.
But the next moment, a burly man threw himself onto the wooden shelf: "Mr. Detective! My house has a problem too! Please come take a look!"
William raised an eyebrow: "No problem. What happened..."
But before he could finish speaking, another peasant woman also jumped onto the wooden shelf: "Mr. Detective, I haven't had my period in a long time recently! You must help me first!"
William was instantly startled upon hearing this: "How about you ask your husband first... besides, this isn't something a detective handles."
"Mr. Detective! Me too!"
"..."
As more and more people rushed forward, the wooden shelf collapsed with a loud crash, instantly kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Mr. William truly lives up to his reputation as a professional exorcist. He was able to mingle with the villagers so quickly," Gail praised.
"Ahem..." Mark casually stepped in front of Gail, "This kind of thing isn't hard at all..."
Shortly afterward.
"Mr. Detective, the person who can take you to the convent is right here." The bartender led William and his group to an old house.
After solving the numerous difficult problems of the villagers, this burly man proactively approached them, expressing his willingness to help.
And William's group finally learned that there was a convent in the mountains near Biertan village, which had existed long before the village was built.
The Holy Clergy Members there never ventured out. Their food and drinks were all delivered by a Frenchman residing in the village.
No one knew his name; they just called him "Frenchie."
Just as the group arrived, the door to the house happened to open, and three people walked out.
"Hey! Frenchie, these gentlemen also want to go to the convent. Trouble you to take them along," the bartender spoke up.
"Frenchie" was a young man in his twenties, quite tall, dressed in local peasant attire.
"Hey, it seems you're also here for the murder case," he nodded. "Then let's go together. We were just about to set off."
William looked at the two people beside Frenchie. One was clearly dressed as a priest, with Holy Power fluctuations around his body.
The other was his old acquaintance, Irene.
The two had met once during the "Pioneer Spirit's Hand" commission. However, William had changed his attire, so she did not recognize him.
But more importantly, this was the protagonist of The Nun!
"Could it be..."
William evaluated his surroundings, but his impression from memory was limited.
"Don't tell me it's the first movie... I happen to not have watched it."
At the same time, the two opposite them were also sizing them up.
"Gentlemen." Father Burke took a step forward. "I am Father Burke. I came here specifically to investigate the murder case at the convent. And you are?"
Only then did William and the others learn what had happened here.
At the same time, he also confirmed this wasn't the second The Nun movie.
Gail proactively stepped forward, stating that they had also received a commission to investigate the murder case.
"Mr. Frenchie, did you report this to other organizations as well?" Burke turned his head to ask.
Frenchie nodded: "Of course. The Church wasn't sending anyone for a long time, so we couldn't just leave it at that, right?"
Unexpectedly, Gail's lie had hit the mark.
Afterward, Burke didn't raise any objections, so the group decided to travel together.
"You guys wait here a moment. I'll go get the carriage," Frenchie said.
"No need, we can just use ours," William pointed to the street corner.
The group looked in that direction, only to see Luca driving a horse-drawn carriage piled high with boxes.
"This... what did you buy?" Mark opened his mouth, having completely no recollection of this.
"Buy?" William's tone was weird. "This is the profound affection of the villagers. I couldn't refuse even if I wanted to."
He then shrugged: "Of course, I also conveniently borrowed some tools along the way."
The group arrived at the convent before dark.
No accidents occurred along the way, except that the horses suddenly refused to move forward when they reached a certain area midway.
Frenchie said this was animal instinct, which was why he had relied on his own two legs to deliver supplies for the past year.
But William quickly solved this problem after privately "comforting" the horses, which made Frenchie and the two from the Church click their tongues in wonder.
The Abbey of St. Carta was built upon a mountainous region. The lower boundary walls were very high, providing formidable defense.
The entire convent possessed many classic European pointed towers, making it look more like a castle.
At the same time, the outer lawns were planted with numerous wooden crosses, presenting a spectacular sight.
"There's an icehouse outside the main entrance. I was worried the corpse would rot, so I moved the suicide nun in there," Frenchie pointed in a direction.
Before long, the group indeed saw a wooden shack.
Creak.
Opening the door revealed a descending corridor, and a wave of cold air hit them in the face.
"Strange." Standing outside the doorframe, Frenchie frowned. "I clearly laid the corpse flat on the ground at the time."
He pointed to a bench nearby, where the corpse was currently sitting upright.
As soon as his voice fell, a chill ran down everyone's spine.
Corpses don't just move on their own out of thin air...
"Under normal circumstances, corpses do not move." At this time, a voice suddenly rang out.
William pointed downward: "But there are some traces left on the ground."
The group quickly noticed some debris.
"Could someone else have been here?" Burke frowned, pulling out a crucifix pendant and dangling it in the air to observe the surroundings.
Gail and Mark still proceeded to place their equipment nearby, drawing sideways glances from the others.
"Hey, I think that's unlikely." Frenchie shrugged. "Those villagers don't even want to come near here, so the nuns here all rely on me to deliver supplies."
The group was just about to head down and check, but William shouted loudly: "Wait!"
Under the bewildered gazes of the group, he returned to the carriage. When he came back, he held a long-handled hoe in his hands.
William tied a straw rope to the end of the hoe, then walked to the doorframe.
"Excuse me, make way."
He estimated the distance between the corpse and the doorway, then tossed the hoe out.
The next second, the curved angle of the hoe hooked around the nun corpse's neck.
William yanked hard, and the corpse quickly toppled onto the ground.
"You... what are you doing!" Father Burke's eyes went wide. "This is highly disrespectful to the deceased!"
Irene also covered her mouth.
William didn't stop his hand movements, stating: "Frenchie already said there's an anomaly with the corpse. Were you actually planning to go down there personally?"
"Besides, even if it is disrespectful, the guy who moved the corpse already humiliated the nun's soul."
"And we are here to investigate the culprit behind this. I believe if the nun's soul wishes to rest in peace, she would certainly be happy with our choice."
These words left Father Burke completely speechless.
"Look, this is the nun's response." William pointed to the corpse's right hand; it was clutching a key.
Shortly after, in the woods next to the convent.
This was a graveyard. After examining the corpse's condition, Irene suggested burying the nun.
"What's that?" Gail pointed to the nearby graves; a small bell was attached to the front of every headstone.
"These bells connect to the bottom of the grave. If someone is buried alive by mistake, they can pull the bell to attract attention," Frenchie explained.
"Buried alive by mistake..." William narrowed his eyes. In a place like this, that was basically a death prophecy.
"And having so many graves right next to a convent isn't very auspicious. I happen to have brought tools, why don't I..." he pondered inwardly.
"Irene, it's getting late. We need to go inside as soon as possible." Burke drew a cross on his chest and said.
"This is a women's convent. It's already somewhat inappropriate for me, a priest, to visit. If we knock on their doors after dark, it would be quite rude."
Hearing this, the corner of William's mouth twitched.
"Investigating a case requires meticulous attention to detail; clues could exist anywhere. If you don't even have the courage to steal an old lady's underwear, then you will never be able to get close to the truth."
As soon as his voice fell, the air instantly plunged into silence.
"Uh... what does stealing panties have to do with solving a case?" Frenchie looked thoroughly confused.
"He might be trying to say... clues could potentially exist within underwear." Gail covered her face, just wanting to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
This was far too embarrassing!
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