HBWnovel Chapter 309: 307, The Church's Reward
Chapter 309: 307, The Church's Reward
Chapter 309: 307, The Church’s Reward
7:30 a.m.
The torrential rain that had been pouring for days had finally stopped.
However, the sky was still somewhat overcast.
Du Wei dropped his car off at a nearby chain car rental and then took a taxi to the church in the North Brook District.
His McLaren GT parked at the entrance of the church drew the attention of passing pedestrians.
Inside the church.
Father Tony and the others looked at Du Wei with complicated expressions in their eyes.
They were not quite clear on how the members of the Veda Sect had been dealt with.
But one way or another, it seemed to be related to Du Wei.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Du Wei looked at Father Tony and his subordinates like Harry.
He spoke in a calm tone, “I know what you’re thinking, and I can tell you about the general course of events, but it’s pointless because the matter has already been resolved.”
Harry and the others naturally did not ask any further questions, after all, Du Wei was their superior.
Subordinates don’t just keep questioning their boss.
Father Tony was different, though; he needed to compile a report of what had happened to submit to the church.
So, he said, “Mr. Du Wei, if it’s convenient, could you still explain a little?”
His tone was very helpless and carried no intention of interrogating.
Du Wei understood and said indifferently, “Actually, I returned to New York yesterday morning, then I sat at the coffee shop opposite the psychiatric clinic for an entire morning, waiting for the Veda Sect to show their hand.”
Father Tony asked in surprise, “Why were you so certain that the Veda Sect would go to your house?”
Du Wei answered calmly, “Is it strange? The Veda Sect knew my home, and without knowing my exact whereabouts, they would definitely check my house.”
Father Tony scratched his head, “So you just easily found the people from the Veda Sect?”
Du Wei nodded, “Yes, so I followed their people, found a gathering point of the Veda Sect, and then I chose to call the police, letting them scatter in panic.”
“In the end, they went to Goliath Winery, and what happened after that, I’m not very clear on. I just made another phone call and reported it to the police.”
Du Wei left out the important details.
But Father Tony acted as if he didn’t notice.
He looked deeply at Du Wei, “I will report your words as they are to the church, but those people will definitely be frustrated. The Veda Sect caused such a stir in New York and even sent out four bishops, yet to think they were wiped out because of two calls to the police is indeed ironic.”
Saying so, Father Tony shrugged at Du Wei with a jesting tone, “After all, this is New York.”
Father Tony said with a smile, “Then, I wish you a pleasant holiday.”
Du Wei smiled faintly, “Thank you.”
...
After leaving the church,
Du Wei did not head straight to Furman District. Instead, he went to a psychological counseling clinic.
He and Alex had agreed to meet at the airport at seven in the evening, and there was still time.
Ten minutes later,
Du Wei parked the McLaren GT in front of his house, then, carrying his backpack and holding the black umbrella, went inside.
The air was slightly stuffy,
But Du Wei didn’t mind; as soon as he entered, he threw his backpack on the sofa, fixating his gaze on the Antique Clock hanging on the wall without a break.
The Antique Clock had not changed at all from before.
Its hands were still overlapping, turning mechanically.
“At first, I thought the mask was made in imitation of you, but as I made contact with the Vanity Sect, I realized it wasn’t.”
“The thirteen masks of the Vanity Sect are the prototype of my mask.”
“This time, I’ve obtained a painting.”
“I believe that the person who made the painting and the mask is the same one who made you.”
Du Wei watched the hands of the Antique Clock, casually pulling out a ring inscribed with the letters “val...” from his wallet.
“Together with the Golden Brooch, vala... I now know four letters and another one that seems to be ‘k,’ but I haven’t found the rest in the painting because what it was imprisoning might have been taken away by someone.”
“But I know, if I were to rank suppressors like you, you would be the most powerful one.”
“Therefore, I’ve decided to mark you.”
Du Wei looked earnestly at the Antique Clock; his Right Hand underwent the Evil Spirit Transformation and slowly reached out to it.
He wanted to establish a controllable force of Evil Spirits and needed an absolute Suppressor to ensure his own safety.
The Antique Clock was powerful and mysterious, and, in a way, it imprisoned the cursed existence that was Du Wei himself.
The clock has always held a high status in the clinic, capable of suppressing all Evil Spirits.
It was the key to balance.
There was none more suitable than it.
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