"Does it feel a bit strange? This thing looks too out of place here." York calmly said, scanning the living room's layout.
Hailey, who also noticed this, couldn't help but glance at the priest whose expression had remained unchanged from beginning to end. She walked straight over and began searching.
Before long, she actually found a safe, but unfortunately, it required a password to open.
"Father, it seems we still need to wake that guy up and interrogate him thoroughly!"
Hailey looked at the man lying unconscious on the floor, still not giving up the idea of interrogating and tormenting the perverted man-eating demons.
York didn't answer, glancing at the number pad on the safe.
"Since it's a numeric password, according to normal human thinking, this password must be a number with some significance, especially for this kind of somewhat pathological man-eating demons..."
The priest wouldn't budge, so Hailey helplessly spread her hands, her tone somewhat self-mocking.
"Okay, I'll use my top student brain to figure out this five-digit password. For this, I, on behalf of myself, express my gratitude to the priest before me."
Hearing her seemingly resentful tone, York smiled,
"Keep it up, Hailey, you can think about the numbers you've seen, including this perverted man-eating demons' account or birthday, or someone else's birthday. Any number is worth a try."
As he spoke, York looked at the clock on the wall, confirmed the time the neighbors would return, and said calmly.
"Don't worry, we still have a little time. Try slowly. If we really can't figure it out, we'll try to forcibly dismantle it."
"Okay!"
Hailey vigorously rubbed her face, then sat cross-legged in front of the safe and began to input the numbers she had seen.
[82623]
An incorrect beep sounded.
[32184]
Beep beep beep!!
[...]
While Hailey was trying, York, combining the identity of the man-eating demons photographer, first looked at the photos hanging in the hallway and on the living room walls.
Interestingly, some of these photos were landscapes, and some were rather explicit, but only in the living room area was there a photo of a smiling woman, and compared to the other explicit photos, her clothes were perfectly intact.
Glancing at the unconscious man-eating demons, York couldn't help but recall some videos he had watched in his previous life where YouTubers analyzed man-eating demons.
In their analysis, man-eating demons generally have some psychological illnesses, obsessions, crazy infatuations, a penchant for certain things, and will leave behind some items as mementos... He narrowed his eyes, simply walked over and took down the photo, flipped through it, and saw a number, likely a shooting date, 319, plus the name Sally Lun. The important thing was that he seemed to have seen this 319 somewhere before.
"Hailey, is this guy's account suffix number 319?"
Hailey was still sitting cross-legged, trying passwords. "What's wrong?"
York walked back with the photo. "This unique photo has 319 on the back, and this guy's account suffix number is also 319. This must be a number with some significance. I think it's most likely a birthday or some special date."
This information was crucial. Hailey raised her eyebrows, stopped her actions, and looked at the woman in the photo.
She seemed to have thought of something and quickly rummaged through a pile of letters placed nearby, looking at them one by one. Finally, she found several letters with numbers that could represent years.
"Father, I think the woman in this photo is probably this pervert's first love..."
Hailey held up the specially selected letters and shook them, a look of disgust at something appearing on her face.
"This guy, perverted as he is, really loved his first love. It's truly disgusting."
York took the letters and glanced at them. The entire text expressed love, but it also contained some memories, such as what he did with Sally Lun in a certain year and month.
"Try combining them."
Hailey nodded, and with 319 as the suffix, she began trying different year combinations.
[86319]
Beep beep beep!
"Incorrect," Hailey tilted her head and continued to input numbers from other years.
[88319]
Beep beep beep!
Hailey raised an eyebrow and continued to input the year-representing number revealed in the last letter.
[89319]
Click! Password entered successfully... [...]
[Random Task: Punish the Pervert, Help Hailey Find Evidence (Completed)]
[Random Task: Punish the Pervert, Help Hailey Find Evidence (Completed)]
[Task Reward: +1 Attribute Point (Issued)]
[...]
Hailey subconsciously looked up.
Listening to the mechanical sound that appeared simultaneously in her ears, York gently said,
"Open it and see."
Hailey pursed her lips and opened the safe. Inside were several discs and over a dozen photos of different girls.
It was not hard to imagine that these photos were most likely pictures of victims specifically taken by the perverted man-eating demons.
Hailey's face turned considerably colder, and finally, her gaze stopped on one of the photos—it was of her best friend who had been brutally murdered.
Hailey gritted her teeth, took the evidence, and walked directly towards the perverted man-eating demons still unconscious on the floor, then raised her foot and brutally kicked him between his legs.
"F**k!!"
A trace of madness appeared on her young face.
"Ow!!!!"
The man-eating demons, who looked very much like Ed Warren, was startled awake by the pain.
He immediately covered his groin with both hands, writhing in pain like a roasted lobster, as if his two 'eggs' had burst.
Hearing such a tragic scream, York, who no longer tried to stop her, quietly squeezed his own legs.
"F**k!!"
[...]
Seeing Hailey raise her foot as if to kick again, York shook his head and simply walked towards the entrance, waiting for her outside.
Leaving the house, York looked at the clear blue sky, took out his phone, and dialed Officer Jeffrey's number. This area was also within Officer Jeffrey's jurisdiction.
The phone rang once, and then the call was connected.
"Hello, Father Yorkes?"
Listening to the voice from the phone, York chuckled, "Officer Jeffrey, I've brought you some achievements."
Officer Jeffrey, who was working in the police station, was startled by these words and blurted out,
"What achievements?"
The screams from inside the house and the girl's curses formed a symphony. York smiled and gave the address.
"You'll know when you get here."
With that, he hung up the phone.
At the same time.
Officer Jeffrey looked at his phone, thought for a moment, then immediately stood up and called a few subordinates to go with him.
[...]
"Die! You pervert!"
"F**k!! F**k!!"
[...]
Hailey's hysterical screams inside the house never stopped. York quietly leaned against the car, having no intention of stopping her before Officer Jeffrey arrived.
As a priest, he should encourage good and prevent evil, but as a person, he believed in an eye for an eye, and blood for blood.
So, York waited outside, and Hailey vented inside.
This situation didn't last long. Soon, a panting Hailey walked out with a pile of evidence.
Seeing this, York looked at Hailey, whose expression was somewhat somber, and gently said,
"Actually, we still have a little time."
Hailey pursed her lips, took a deep breath to calm herself, and shook her head, a hint of redness in her eyes.
"Father, can you take me somewhere else later?"
"Hmm? Where do you want to go?"
"Nash Cemetery. I want to tell Janice something."
"I think I can, Hailey."
"Father!"
"Hmm?"
"Thank you."
[...]