Activating Elementary Sound Wave, Luke quickly found his target — Sister Mary, who was already seventy-three years old.
With a thought, the old nun gave him Anna Essex's real name: Sister Bell.
What surprised Luke was that Sister Bell didn't live with anyone else, but was in a retreat room deep inside the nunnery.
The seclusion room was a decorative term. In fact, it was a penitentiary or confinement room from a long time ago. It was a place for ascetic nuns to meditate or to punish nuns who broke the rules.
Thus, the only people in the nunnery who knew about Sister Bell were the two oldest nuns and the dean.
It was the previous dean who had allowed Sister Bell to meditate there.
Sister Mary also said that Sister Bell had given everything to God and was a staunch believer.
Luke had a strange expression on his face. In the files left behind by the mental hospital, this Anna Essex didn't seem to be such a person.
He stepped into a secret passageway. The stone path was very flat, but the surroundings gradually became cold and damp.
This was the bottom of the hill behind the nunnery.
The 1.5-meter-wide tunnel was only illuminated by a few dim incandescent lights.
There were all kinds of crosses hanging along the way, and the lights cast sharp shadows on the tunnel, making it even more dark and eerie.
Luke canceled his invisibility and put on Big Dipper as he boldly advanced.
When it was time to take the blame for himself, the number one scapegoat king wouldn't back down!
Every debt had a debtor. In certain situations, it was necessary to let the opponent know who was taking care of them.
After advancing fifty meters, Luke reached the end of the tunnel, and saw an old wooden door.
With a flash of his saber, Luke slashed through the thick gap in the door, and with a light clang, the latch on the back was cut off.
Luke sheathed his saber and pushed the door open, as calm as if he were at home.
It was a round room with a low ceiling.
That was normal. After all, it was an antique built into the hill.
Directly across from the door was a cross, on which Brother Ki had inscribed the same century-old pattern.
Below it was a row of white candles that emitted a dim light.
Hm, there's something inside. Luke's gaze fell on a nun who was kneeling in front of the cross … and the dark lines on the ground below her.
"Anna Essex," he greeted her.
The other party's body trembled. After a moment, she slowly got up and turned her head, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman. She vaguely looked like Anna Essex.
Her voice was dry as she asked, "Who are you?"
Luke said, "It doesn't matter who I am. I just want to ask you, do you know a ghost who can kill people through mirrors?"
Anna's body trembled as if she was terrified. "You, you've been bewitched by her!"
He found the right person so quickly! Luke chuckled inwardly. No, you can think of me as … Hm, a demon hunter, the kind who specializes in hunting these monsters.
Anna was stunned. "You were sent by the Vatican?"
Luke shook his head frankly. "The Vatican said that I was entrusted with the mission."
Anna: "What?"
She had never heard of the Vatican entrusting such a task to … someone like this?
But she, who had long been separated from society, was also a little suspicious. Could it be that the times had changed? Exorcists nowadays don't wear priest robes, but knight armor?
Luke, however, wasn't interested in wasting any more time. He used Pheromone Control and Real Dream. "Okay, tell me about that thing."
Anna said, "I … don't know. My father bought me a doll named Annabel, and a lot of strange things happened at home. Later, someone said that I was mentally ill and sent me to a mental hospital for treatment. "
Luke was interested. "Why did all the patients in the mental hospital die?"
Anna said, "I was put in a room full of mirrors. They then electrified the chair, saying that it could treat me. Then, Annabel was forced out of my body and into the mirror. The people around me suddenly went crazy and started killing each other. It wasn't until the next day that a priest brought me out and sent me here to live. "
Luke seemed to have figured it out. "So, the ghost is Annabel's doll? What's her background? "
Anna said, "I only know her name. I think she used to be a little girl."
Luke waited for a few seconds, but didn't hear anything else. He asked in surprise, "That's it?"
Anna lowered her head helplessly. "That's all I know."
Pondering for a moment, Luke asked, "Then why are you locked up here?"
Anna shook her head. "I just live here. The priest and the director said that if I left, Annabel might find me and take control of me again. "
Holding his chin, Luke seemed to be thinking about something.
"Where's the Annabel doll you mentioned?" he suddenly asked.
Anna hesitated for a long moment. "I haven't been back since I was sent to the mental hospital. Maybe … she's still at home?"
Luke said, "Okay, tell me your family information."
A moment later, Luke closed the door again and left the hallway, before he flew into the sky.
At that moment, the nunnery on the mountain was bathed in the bright morning sun, and looked exceptionally peaceful.
He lowered his head to look at it, and a playful smile appeared in his eyes. This matter … was a little interesting!
Ms. Essex, let me help you get out of this misery as soon as possible! With a thought, Luke slowly sped up and flew northeast to the more remote mountains.
Anna Essex's home was in that direction. On the satellite map, there were indeed a few old houses there, and signs of human activity.
Luke only cruised at the lowest speed possible, and it took him more than ten minutes to reach the place.
Looking at the old house that looked like a haunted house, he entered invisibly and used his real dream to control a man in his fifties.
The man was Tom Essex, Anna's brother, a farmer who lived in seclusion here.
Tom didn't resist at all, and told Luke everything as if he were talking to himself.
Luke didn't meet him. He went straight to the underground storeroom and found a glass cabinet in a corner.
In the cabinet was a doll of a little girl in a lace dress.
It had deep wrinkles, two patches of dark blush, and the smile on its face looked very strange.
Luke stood in front of the glass cabinet and observed it closely.
In fact, his eyes quickly moved from the doll to the glass cabinet — these few pieces of glass actually had a faint presence of the Power of Faith.
That was extremely rare nowadays.
There were too few believers and priests growing up in modern society. The crosses and holy water in most churches didn't have the slightest power of faith. They were definitely just for show.
These pieces of glass might not have been much a hundred years ago, but they were now an exorcism tool.
Someone who knew their stuff would be willing to pay millions of dollars for them.
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