Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 337

Rafael Olvera?

President of the Los Angeles branch of the Redemption Society?

I don't know him.

No, I asked the Redemption Society to handle the affairs of the Goddess of Beauty Association before.

This person on the phone should be responsible for handling it.

Did he call me because of other matters of the Goddess of Beauty Association? Or did he ask me for travel expenses or something like that?

Robb thought about it, and when Rafael finished introducing himself, he asked directly:

"Mr. Rafael, what's the matter?"

"Indeed, there is something." Rafael didn't look around, and said directly: "There is a very tricky supernatural incident here. I hope Mr. Robb can help."

"Supernatural incident?" Robb was surprised.

It's not because of the supernatural itself.

But as the person in charge of the Redemption Society in Los Angeles, isn't the power in his hands enough to handle a supernatural?

In addition, as far as he knows, the Redemption Society's style of dealing with supernatural things in the past two years is to do less rather than more.

Unless it's a struggle for interests.

It doesn't matter if there is one more or one less ghost in this world.

It won't harm many people anyway.

In particular, the ongoing costs of detaining a ghost are not small.

When Robb was at the Redemption Society's ghost base before, he had read a lot of confidential documents, and he knew that the last time a new ghost was detained in the base was a year ago.

You can imagine the attitude of the Redemption Society in dealing with ghosts in recent years.

Unless it is very serious.

Otherwise, they are actually too lazy to spend time and energy to deal with it.

This is why there are still many haunted places today.

Robb was very curious that Raphael wanted to ask him to deal with the ghost.

Could it be that the impact is very big?

Robb asked: "Did that ghost cause many deaths?"

Raphael replied: "In Los Angeles, it has caused the death of two children in a family. Now it is threatening the lives of two children in another family."

"Nothing else?"

"Mr. Robb! This is already a very serious supernatural incident!"

Robb was surprised.

It's not because of the supernatural, but because of Raphael's attitude.

Is this man really from the Redemption Society?

With the latter's style, shouldn't he take such "small matters" lightly?

Even if he wants to solve it, he can slowly apply for it, and wait for a stronger force to come up, and then take him into custody without any risk.

Why are you so anxious to help me now?

For the two children who are being targeted by the supernatural and are about to lose their lives?

Thinking of this, Robb became curious about Raphael.

Raphael continued at this time: "Mr. Robb, I was responsible for finishing the matter of the Goddess of Beauty that you dealt with before. So I know how strong you are. The supernatural that appeared this time is very fierce, and it is difficult to subdue it with the power in my hands. As a member of the Redemption Society, I hope you can help, Mr. Robb. Of course, we will pay you."

You know yourself well.

Robb thought about it and nodded in agreement.

After the gentle country, it's time to return to your job.

By the way, it also warms the hands in another way.

As for whether this is another conspiracy like the sunflower farm.

Robb didn't care, anyway, he could run away at any time.

If not, Raphael would be interesting...

Robb agreed to this extra money.

Raphael was also a man of swift action. He immediately reported the address of the supernatural event and prepared to solve it directly.

After hanging up the phone, Robb glanced at Madison beside him and asked, "Do you want to go with me?"

Madison yawned, waved her hand and said, "You go by yourself. I'm tired and I'm going to go back and have a good sleep now."

It's just supernatural, it's not like I haven't seen it before.

Unlike Robb's steel bones, she is just a mortal after all.

Robb nodded, first sent Madison back to her home, let her have a good rest, and then drove Madison's car to meet up with the guy named Raphael.

An hour later

Robb arrived at his destination.

With the sound of the tires of the sports car dragging on the ground, an American-style two-story house that was much more ordinary than the murder house came into view.

Robb walked down and looked at the middle-aged man who had parked a black SUV here and was waiting for him.

Black shirt, black trousers.

If there was no Roman collar around his neck, Robb would have thought it was a priest at first glance.

"Well, a muscular priest holding a Gatling gun and shouting God is merciful."

Looking at the other person's strong muscles and very imposing face, Robb thought to himself.

Not surprisingly, this man is Raphael.

Sure enough.

"Father" Raphael came over, stretched out his hand and greeted calmly: "Mr. Robb, IIt's Raphael, I'm glad you're here."

Robb extended his hand and said, "Just call me Robb."

He looked around and asked curiously, "Are you the only one here, Raphael?"

As the president of the Los Angeles branch of the Redemption Society, he should be with his subordinates.

To put it bluntly.

If there is really danger, wouldn't his subordinates be responsible for blocking the arrows?

"Robb, you can easily deal with the demons behind the Beauty God Association, so you don't need others to deal with the current supernatural. "

"Of course, this is only one aspect." Raphael laughed at himself, not caring about exposing his own shortcomings, "Although I am the president here, I can actually mobilize very few people. The only time I went out in full force was thanks to you, Robb, to go to the Beauty God Association to deal with the aftermath. "

A commander without troops?

Power is hollowed out?

Robb glanced at Raphael in surprise.

From the previous phone call and the current communication, his impression of Raphael was not that of a person who was mediocre and without skills.

How did he get to this point?

Raphael did not hide it.

While it was still early, he explained: "Robb, you should know that there are three major factions in the Redemption Society."

Robb nodded, thinking of the answer in his mind.

Raphael pointed at himself and said with bitterness and pride: "I am a member of the traditional faction and the Virgin Mary faction called by most people in the society."

Robb understood.

In the situation where the centrists in the Redemption Society are powerful and the reformists are following closely, it is normal for Raphael, as a remnant, to be suppressed and have no real power.

After revealing his identity, Raphael continued: "But I don't regret it! The real Redemption Society should always protect mankind, even at the cost of self-sacrifice. Today's Redemption Society has completely embarked on another path! ”

“It’s not us who have changed, it’s them! It’s not that we don’t follow the trend, it’s that they’ve fallen out of fashion!”

Raphael, who had been very calm since the meeting, was rarely excited.

At the end, he even expressed the ideals that the traditionalists always talked about, and never gave up no matter how the vast majority of people in the club pressured and ridiculed them.

“Is it wrong to protect humanity at all costs?”

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Florida Express: A 47-year-old man drank a little wine at home, and then staggered to a nearby automatic laundry store. The man mistook the laundry powder in the store for some mysterious Western technology and inhaled it until he was unconscious. After being sent to the hospital, the man who woke up posted a circle of friends, saying that this thing was not only authentic, but also very powerful.