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On the other side, Jess's heart was pounding unsatisfactorily, and she was happier than the confirmation of receiving 500 million US dollars in the project account: "I will! You wait to collect the money!"

After hanging up the phone and seeing no one around, Jess clenched her fists and encouraged herself: "Come on, Jess, you can do it! You can't let him down!"

Walking back, I suddenly scratched my head, feeling wrong.

"That man obviously forced his way in to share the money. Why didn't I let him down? He casually encouraged him, but he didn't have anything substantial. Why was I so foolishly happy?"

Jess slapped her face and said, "Jess Barrett, what's wrong with you?"

Eva, the CEO of Quinn Company, was sending the investor back at this time, and happened to see it, and asked concerned: "Boss, what's the matter?"

"It's okay!" Jess's demeanor changed instantly, from weak and hesitant to decisive and domineering: "Is the insurance contract forged? Is the account information complete? How is the personnel training going? Have you communicated with Leonardo? Candidates for the crew?" Is it settled?"

Eva didn't dare to say more: "I'm doing it."

Jess said in an unquestionable tone: "Zoter-Liu is not an ordinary person, I want him to spend tens of millions of dollars, and our work here must be tight!"

She waved her hand: "Go to work."

Eva hurried back to the office.

Jess couldn't help shaking her head, these subordinates were really worrying.

Of course, if the subordinates are not busy, how can the boss make money?How to buy a big villa in the future?

Quinn's company was brightly lit, and Jess decided to leave work.

…………

In the northeast suburb of Los Angeles, Passanadi, in a single-family house near Caltech.

Gululu screamed one after another, and the stomach was protesting to the owner, why let me deflate?

With trembling hands and panic, Thomas picked up the leftover half of the hamburger at noon, and ate it clean in two or three bites.

He stretched out the burger wrapper again, picked up the fallen crumbs, put them into his mouth, and swallowed them one by one.

Thomas, who was originally tall and burly, has lost a lot of weight.

This kind of hard life is really hard.

Thinking of this, Thomas looked at the cross necklace on the table, and secretly cursed the church for being a bastard!

These days, the media is focusing on the two bombings in Malibu and Lukenzie, while the incident at the St. Nicholas Orphanage gradually fades away.

As a member of the church, Thomas knew that there must be handwriting of the church, and the public and the media are also selectively forgetting what the church has done.

For example, the information he delivered did not receive much positive response.

Capital is very powerful in this country, and to a certain extent, the church is also a huge capital group.

Thomas went to get a glass of water, poured it down, and propped up his empty stomach.

He has been reducing the number of times he goes out because it is very dangerous.

A few days ago, he was caught by people from the church. The church seemed determined to clean him up, but those people shot him directly!

There are also official people, some in black combat uniforms, who claim to be from the Special Affairs Bureau, and they are also looking for him.

Fortunately, there are a few safe houses left by the nail geek, or they would have been caught earlier.

But until now, Thomas is also at the end of his rope, mainly because he has no money!

The dollar stumped the exorcist priest!

Thomas has never felt so deeply before, money is so important!

There was no money or food in the safe house, and the little cash on his body was not spent, and he dared not swipe his credit card at all.

Thomas was full of water, and he seemed to be able to hear the water splashing in his stomach as he walked.

There is no way, there is really no way.

Thomas took the phone and dialed the number he had called in the past few days.

It has been shut down before.

"Ringling..."

That number was actually dialed, and it was connected over there: "What's the matter?"

Hearing this voice, Thomas seemed to see hope: "It's me, you finally answered the phone!"

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Chapter 166 The priest who wants to make money, the low-key werewolf and the cover girl (8000)

Under the night, a semi-new Dodge drove into Passanadi, came to a slightly dilapidated community of single-family houses, and parked in front of a house.

An ordinary middle-aged man got off the driver's seat, and he patted on the door: "I'm here, open the door!"

Inside the room, Thomas heard Ronan's voice, and quickly opened the door to let him in.

As soon as Ronan entered the house, the door was closed behind him, and he handed the bag he was carrying to Thomas: "I brought you some food."

Thomas had already smelled the aroma of the food, so he didn't care about anything else. He opened the bag, took out the hamburger and fried chicken inside, and sat down at the table to eat.

I haven't had a full meal for several days.

Ronan sat across from him, waiting patiently.

A big hamburger, a fried chicken leg, Thomas no longer panicked, his hands stopped shaking, he drank half a glass of water, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and said embarrassingly, "I just laughed."

Ronan waved his hand: "It's okay."

Thomas said: "I originally thought that even if the church chose to conceal it, I would take care of me after reporting it to the church's senior management. I didn't expect them to shoot me."

When it comes to Thomas' belief, Ronan can't say much.

Thomas specifically reminded Ronan: "There is an organization called the Special Affairs Bureau, which is investigating what happened that day. You have to be careful. I was almost caught by them. They seem to be some soldiers, and they are very powerful."

Ronan remembered that Ilsa mentioned something, and roughly said: "I have a friend who said that the Special Affairs Bureau seems to be a new organization established by the US government. The head is the military that participated in and commanded the special operations in Afghanistan and Iraq. General, because it involves issues such as the authority of the military in the country, this law enforcement agency is temporarily under the name of the Department of Homeland Security."

Thomas immediately understood: "Specialize in dealing with extraordinary affairs?"

Ronan added: "It's also about counter-terrorism."

Thomas eyed Ronan intently.

Ronan spread his hands: "I'm not a terrorist. Others don't know. You should know that I'm dealing with vampires."

"We are good people, and we do good things." Thomas gestured meaninglessly: "But... I don't know how to say it."

He frowned and remained silent for a while, before he said again: "We are wanted criminals! I have nothing to say about the official wanted me, but the organization I belong to, the church I dedicated to, is treating me like this!"

Ronan said: "Many times, the big people can't hear the voices below. They are too far away from the bottom. The executives in the middle have too much room to manipulate, and even deliberately misinterpret it to push things in the direction they want."

Thomas sighed: "Maybe it's not that they can't hear it, but they don't want to hear it."

He suddenly raised his head and said to himself, "Where is the Lord? Lord, where are you?"

From the day he saw the vampires using the Holy Art bestowed by the Lord, Thomas' faith began to waver. He was hunted down by the church, and even his former colleagues confronted each other at gunpoint, which made him deeply doubt the church and the Lord of faith.

The believers protected by the Lord, the agents in the world, chose these things?

One or two, one place or two places have problems, the Lord may be temporarily deceived, but a large area appears...

Thomas questioned whether there was something wrong with the Lord's vision, or...was there something wrong with the Lord himself?

He didn't say this to Ronan.

He didn't want to impose his own troubles on his friends.

Ronan asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Thinking of being hungry these days, Thomas said: "At the beginning, I didn't want to do anything, and I felt it was meaningless. Later, I was hungry and had no money to buy food. I found that the meaning of life is not as important as filling my stomach. .”

Luo Nan gave him a thumbs up: "Father, you are so enlightened!"

"I'm not a priest, I'm just Thomas." The moment his former colleagues turned their guns on him, Thomas no longer considered himself a member of the church: "I want to make money, at least to support myself."

Ronan nodded: "Leave Los Angeles and find a remote city, you can always find a way to make a living."

Thomas felt a little helpless: "I joined the church when I was very young, and I need to learn unfamiliar methods again."

Ronan thought for a while and said, "You're not in the church, can the power of the church system be used normally?"

Thomas picked up the cross necklace next to him and held it tightly in his hand: "Strange to say, after killing Aloysius and those vampires in the monastery, my faith was shaken, but my strength became stronger."

Ronan thought of Thomas' way of making money: "A suggestion, you can continue to be an exorcist priest, and the magic power will continue to recover. There must be many people who encounter special troubles in the future. You can start again in another city and try the exorcism business?"

Thomas responded, "That's a good idea, but I need to find a place to make some money first."

Knowing that he was desperate, Ronan took out some small cash from his pocket: "Don't rush to refuse, I lent you this, and you have to pay me back the money you earn."

Thomas is not hypocritical: "I'll take it first, and I'll return the money to you." He thought for a while, and then said: "Murphy, if you need help with vampires and other disgusting monsters, you must call me .”

Ronan smiled: "I will ask you to help me when I go to rob the vampire again."

After chatting about the church, Ronan bid farewell and left, changed back to Duke's costume through the safe house, and returned to Beverly Hills.

As he was driving, he remembered something. Klein had confessed that there was also William the werewolf in this city, who was the sworn enemy of Victor's vampire.

The werewolves never showed up.

Also, Victor's line of vampires is not completely extinct.

The bishop and several vicars of the church in the Los Angeles area, as well as some local politicians, may also be vampires.

But Ronan is not a messenger of justice. He has achieved his goal by obtaining the key to Akasha's treasure house and destroying the three elders. It is not his turn to worry about the remaining little vampires and big figures in human society.

Judging from Thomas' experience, the church is not easy to mess with, and has great power and influence.

The church will inevitably deal with those people, but their internal treatment and outsiders reaching out are completely two concepts.

Back in Los Angeles, Ronan paid special attention to the news that day. Although the incident at the St. Nicholas Orphanage caused some social repercussions, the impact was far less than that of the two bombings.

Media reports all focused on the bombing.

The church and the local government of Los Angeles, with two hot news, successfully diluted another hot news.

Back at the single-family house in Beverly Hills, Ronan saw the raven standing on the shelf and said, "Stupid bird, go out and fly more at night to see if there are any wolves that can stand up and run in the city. If you find any , follow them, and find their lair."

"Ah! Ah-"

The raven called twice, flapped its wings and flew away.

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It was deep at night, and an office building in the Los Angeles branch of the FBI was still brightly lit.

A team led by Jack Wells and Frank, according to the orders of the superiors, made a handover with people from the Secret Service.

"All the cases about the nail geek are here."

In the office, Jack had a pile of boxes piled up in front of him. He said to Flynn, who was wearing a black beret, "From now on, the case will be transferred to you."

Frank pinched his waist on the side, resentful.

Robbing a case is a lack of respect in any law enforcement agency.

But he couldn't help it if the superior gave it up.

There are rumors that the superior's superior has received benefits from the Special Affairs Bureau.

"This case was handed over to us to protect you." Flynn had the temperament of a life-saver: "It's not a good thing if you really want to find the nail geek."

Frank wanted to speak, but was stopped by Jack, because the other party was right, the nail monster is not an ordinary person!

All of them in this group add up to a dozen nails.

Covering the Stars and Stripes for fun?

Jack fetched the transfer agreement and handed it to Flynn: "Let's sign it."

After Flynn signed, he returned it to Jack, and greeted the team: "The stuff is on the truck."

He can become the commander of the team, and his mind is more than fighting and killing. He said a few words to Jack and Frank, and when the two of them lost their attitudes and became less confrontational, he asked: "You have checked for a long time, have you found anything special? For example There is no record in the case file, your own guesses?"

Frank still didn't speak.

Jack's eyes flickered, he thought for a while, and said, "A little bit."