Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 477 - 55 For Those Cute Junior Girls

"Sister Veronica, someone is looking for you outside."

"Okay, I’ll be right there."

Veronica put down the bullet she was engraving with exorcism inscriptions and reached for the nun’s habit hanging on the rack beside her.

The black and white habit instantly covered the young girl’s lush and beautiful curves.

After washing up briefly, she walked out of the church and saw Wang Yunxiao sitting on a bench in the church’s front plaza, looking like a farmer who had just come into town, his clothes tattered and stained with mud, a bundle on his back, and holding a dirty sack in his hand.

"How did you manage to get into such a state in just a few days?"

Since they were quite familiar with each other, Veronica didn’t bother maintaining her image and asked casually.

"Went around and got into a few fights."

Wang Yunxiao laughed and opened the sack in his hand, "Found something I don’t quite understand, thought I’d come over and ask you about it."

Veronica glanced inside and her brows immediately furrowed.

Inside the sack were two heads.

If she didn’t know Wang Yunxiao, she would want to call the police right now.

One stone head, so battered it was unrecognizable, and one demon head, the flesh blurry and the face fierce, clearly having suffered inhumane torment while alive.

"Where did you scavenge these from?"

"The countryside."

"You can dig up a wild demon god statue of Solomon in the fields in the countryside?"

"Yeah, isn’t it amazing? I thought it was amazing too."

Wang Yunxiao spread his hands, "The police station in the county is just a handful of cats and dogs, they are practically useless. Yet their dark reach has already extended there, who knows how many years they’ve been secretly growing."

"So are you going to take your brothers and take up a post in the county town?"

"No way!"

Wang Yunxiao shook his head decisively, "We’re still in school."

Veronica laughed, "Your sense of social responsibility isn’t too great, is it?"

"So all the agents at the Special Service Bureau are dead, and the sky is falling for me to hold up?"

"Did you know that Tianmen City’s Special Service Bureau has always been without a bureau chief?"

"What?"

Wang Yunxiao was taken aback for a moment and thought about it carefully. It seemed to be true indeed. He had visited the Special Service Bureau many times and was quite aware of it, but he only knew about Huo Qingyang and Qiao Hongyi, the heads of the operations department and intelligence department, respectively. As for the higher-level leaders, he had never even heard of them.

He had thought it was a matter of confidentiality.

And now you’re telling me there’s no bureau chief?

"There used to be, but last year the bureau chief and deputy bureau chief each took a group of elite agents to Trade Capital and Edo to establish local branches. People like Huo Qingyang were only promoted at the beginning of this year." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Not only them, but two-thirds of the Qilin Army’s old battalion elites were transferred to other legions. Our church’s archbishop, along with the church’s main forces, went to the Capital to build a new church. Half of the Red Lantern Society’s manpower has moved south to Xiangjiang..."

Sister Veronica spread her hands and said, "When the President was guarding Tianmen, this place was built like an iron barrel, impenetrable. It was only after the establishment of the new government, when we were putting out fires everywhere and short on hands to the extent that we wished we could split one person into two for use, that those secretive organizations and group powers managed to gain the right to stand up and breathe."

Wang Yunxiao narrowed his eyes at Sister Veronica, "You sure know a lot."

"The Church is short-staffed as well. With your experience working in the Nantong District police station, maybe next year you’ll be calling me Lord Bishop Veronica."

Sister Veronica puffed out her chest, proudly stating, "This is the tide of the times. The changing situation does not shift according to one’s will. You can still comfortably attend school because your principal has enough clout. Otherwise, you’d have been conscripted to work as labor long ago."

Wang Yunxiao had to admit that Sister Veronica was absolutely right.

But the thought of her becoming a bishop...

Well, objectively speaking, Sister Veronica was more reliable than many people he knew. She was intelligent and action-oriented, never making any mistakes... The incident at the Nederland Embassy didn’t count, as at that time nobody could have expected those cultists to be so desperat.

"All right then, reserve Lord Bishop, let’s talk business. This Demon God Statue..."

"Don’t you want to go have a meal first, take a bath, and tidy up a bit?"

"Is there a place to bathe in the church?"

"Have you ever seen a convent providing bathing services to men?"

Okay, even western nuns counted as nuns—because sometimes the Qianjin Church was too progressive, which often made Wang Yunxiao forget that they were essentially still a convent.

"If you walk to the end of this street, take a left into the alley and you’ll find a bathhouse. Mention my name there and a pretty sister will give your feet a rub."

Sister Veronica offered a suggestion that sounded rather delicate with a smile.

"I’ll go check some information and come find you later."

Wang Yunxiao looked at Sister Veronica in astonishment, "Your church... Is this what you do? And I heard you used to take in fallen women."

"Exactly, we’re responsible for taking in and reforming fallen women, sending them to vocational schools to learn, and helping them find jobs."

Sister Veronica shrugged and said, "But you can’t expect that women who have lived in brothels for ten or even twenty years can really be reformed, right? Some can’t take care of themselves, are stubborn in their ways, and others... were never treated as human beings right from the start. Students like you, who come from a complete family, live a happy life, and can attend school, probably can’t imagine such tragic life experiences, can you?"

"Their imagination of such places is probably limited to being forced to sleep with old men."

"So you’re providing second career opportunities for these women?"

Sister Veronica gave Wang Yunxiao a sidelong glance, "You talk so much, are you going or not?"

"Going!"

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, there’s no scenario he hadn’t seen before; he couldn’t show weakness at a time like this. But then he added, "The pretty sister you mentioned, how old is she?"

It wasn’t his fault for wondering, for according to Old Tianmen habits, females from eight to eighty years old were all called sisters.

"Aren’t the younger ones all sent to your school to study?"

"Figures, I was just saying..."

"Most women in that line of work don’t live to be old. It’s rare to see any over thirty years old."

So, Sister Veronica picked up her bag, smiling at Wang Yunxiao, "So work hard, young man. You wouldn’t want your cute little junior schoolmates to graduate and go back down the same path, would you? They say when the sky falls, the tall men will hold it up, but with such a big world, there aren’t enough tall men to go around. Who knows, one day we might have to step up, so don’t let some trivial nonsense dampen your zest for life."

My cute little junior schoolmates?

Wang Yunxiao was baffled. Who was spreading rumors behind his back?