HBWnovel Chapter 301: Mr. Du Wei, an enthusiastic citizen
Chapter 301: Mr. Du Wei, an enthusiastic citizen
Chapter 301: Mr. Du Wei, an enthusiastic citizen
“Sir, what did you just say shouldn’t be too few...”
The security guard didn’t catch Du Wei’s words clearly and thought he was complaining about something.
Du Wei frowned and said to the guard, “Nothing, thank you for your cooperation. See you next time.”
Having said that, he turned and walked away.
The guard scratched his head, watching Du Wei walking in the rain, and muttered, “What a weirdo, well, never mind.”
...
As Du Wei had mentioned, there were too few members of the Veda Sect; even if there were more than fifty cultists of the Veda Sect, it was inconsequential compared to the current issue.
His grudge against the Veda Sect was not new.
Du Wei knew the Veda Sect’s modus operandi well; over twenty people had died indirectly or directly at his hands.
Although the Veda Sect was a cult, it wouldn’t be so senseless as to lower its guard against him and send only fifty people to kill him.
After all, Du Wei had taken the lead this time as the Deputy Chief Judge of the church, personally thwarting the Veda Sect’s plans.
Not that he believed the Veda Sect’s plans had a high chance of success...
But still, there should have been at least a hundred people involved, not including cultists of the bishop level like Ruth.@@@@
“There must be members of the Veda Sect elsewhere; I need to wait for an opportunity, otherwise things may develop in a direction I do not wish to see.”
Du Wei sat in the car, silently contemplating.
His current purpose was straightforward: to use the assassination mechanism of the Evil Spirit to wipe out the members of the Veda Sect in one fell swoop.
Firstly, to give the Veda Sect a warning, to keep those madwomen quiet for a while.
Secondly, for the Evil Spirit’s sake itself: only if it grows stronger can it contend with the Evil Entity within the Joker Card; otherwise, once the Evil Entity assimilated the Evil Spirit, he would be the next unfortunate victim.
The most important point was that, regardless of how strong the Evil Spirit was now, it could not cause too much trouble.
By keeping it in opposition to, and even slightly weaker than, the Evil Entity, it would stay within a controllable limit.
“Certainly not all one hundred people can die at the hands of the Evil Spirit, but fifty is also not enough...”
Having estimated an approximate number of casualties, Du Wei took out the mask.
The Evil Spirit’s killing mechanism had a very wide scope of transmission.
Anyone who saw its photo or made eye contact with it could become a target.
About a dozen young female Cultists silently stood behind Fiona, watching as the bishop stabbed a short knife repeatedly into the body of a gaunt vagrant.
Each person’s expression was filled with excitement, among them was a woman dressed in casual loungewear, looking quite out of place.
Clearly, she had just joined the Veda Sect, possibly within the last day or two.
The sounds of anguished grunts rang out ceaselessly.
The vagrant’s limbs were bound, all tendons severed, and his tongue had been removed.
Beneath the vagrant was the pattern of a Hexagram.
At each point, there lay a piece dripping with fresh blood: a tongue, the index finger of a right hand, an eye, an ear, a small section of intestines...
Fiona solemnly used the short knife to cut open the muscles around the vagrant’s heart and skillfully removed it, placing it at the last point of the Hexagram.
“Praise Veda...”
With her words concluded, the vagrant painfully ceased to breathe, yet his bloodshot eyes bulged in fury. Upon closer inspection, one might discern the profound hatred and bitterness within.
The Cultists standing behind Fiona bowed their heads, placing their hands over their chests as if partaking in a noble ceremony. They began to chant the doctrines of the Veda Sect in a dreamy voice.
“Life brings pain, only death is eternal. Return to the embrace of the Vedas, to be with Them...”
Fiona, too, was reciting, but as she did, she produced a Scarecrow, stuffing it into the corpse of the vagrant, in place of the heart.
She was conducting a ritual, sacrificing an innocent to create a more powerful, perfected Evil Corpse...
When suddenly...
A doorbell rang, cutting across everyone’s chanting.
Fiona looked emotionlessly at the woman in loungewear. The latter immediately turned pale, “It might be those damned neighbors. I will send her away right now.”
Fiona said dismissively, “Rowling, this is your house. Do not appear too panicked, or it will cause unnecessary trouble.”
The woman, Rowling, hurriedly responded, “Yes, Bishop.”
With that, she quickly left the room and headed downstairs.
On her way, Rowling’s heart burned with rage. Damn it... If it really was those neighbors, she’d sacrifice them to Veda tonight...
But upon reaching the door and peering through the peephole, what she saw was a man in a hooded coat and a mask, holding an A4 paper with a bizarre black-and-white photo printed on it.
It was a missing person flyer...
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