Chapter 134: The Bank Salesman
A few minutes ago, the group had just arrived outside the bank restroom.
Silas took the initiative to go up and knock on the door, but there was no response from inside, and the door handle was locked.
At the same time, William didn't detect any evil aura nearby.
Out of concern for Colby's safety, he asked Silas to break the door open.
They found the old salesman in the last stall of the restroom.
Colby's hair was messy, and he was panting heavily.
"Young lads, can you give me a hand?" He forced a smile.
A moment later.
"Thank you for your help."
The old salesman had recovered his calm. He straightened his suit and invited the group to the lobby outside.
"What business do you need to handle? I can work a little overtime for you." His tone was somewhat playful.
"Mr. Colby, do you really not need to go to the hospital?" Bent couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, it's an old problem; just need to take some medicine..."
William narrowed his eyes slightly.
When he saw Colby just now, he clearly sensed a fluctuation of evil aura on him.
But when observing again, that aura disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Relying on [Holy Eye], William was certain that the other party was human and was not possessed by any evil.
"This old man is not right," he thought to himself.
But on the surface, William smiled slightly and took the initiative to sit in the client chair.
He took out a crucifix and deliberately placed it on the side closer to Colby.
"Mr. Colby, Roy Solomon once purchased a farm nearby. I wonder if you remember?"
"Roy... I remember."
Colby showed a look of recollection, and his body naturally leaned against the back of the chair, moving away from the table.
"When their family first moved into the farm, someone was willing to pay more money to buy that place."
"For this reason, I went to Mr. Solomon, but he rejected the offer. You also want to buy that place?"
William shook his head slightly: "I heard that murders have occurred there more than once, and Belton Bank has been responsible for selling this land all these years."
Old Colby smiled relaxed upon hearing this.
"Young man! The bank has no interest in killing people; only living owners can bring long-term and stable income."
"I understand, so I want to ask you about the history of this farm," William continued.
Colby looked at the few people curiously: "Aren't you from the Church? Why are you interested in murder cases?"
"Sometimes, besides humans, the murderer could also be an evil spirit or demon." William stared at Colby after speaking.
The latter was stunned, then seemed to hear a joke.
"Father, you are indeed a competent missionary."
Colby spread his hands with a smile.
"If I hadn't already sold my soul to the bank, I would definitely join you."
Then he spoke again: "From the day I joined the bank, this farm has existed."
"For more than a decade, that place has been sold through my hands, but regarding clues about the house, the bank has no records either."
"You know, as an ordinary employee, what you should do is ask less and run more, selling the 'garbage' in your hands to those guys who want to get rich quick!"
Colby imitated someone's tone.
"This was the advice my manager gave me back then." He smiled at the young man in front of him.
At this time, the glass door of the bank was pushed open again, and an old lady walked in.
"Colby, am I disturbing you?"
The old lady looked apologetic and only dared to speak standing at the door.
"I need to send some money to my sick daughter, but the car broke down on the way, so I came late. Could you please..."
"Oh! Come on, come in quickly, Maeve!"
Colby waved his hand.
"Of course I am willing to work overtime for a beautiful lady!"
Hearing this, the timidity on Maeve's face turned into a smile: "Colby, you really are... I'm already very old..."
Outside the bank.
"It seems Mr. Colby doesn't know about the demon on the farm." Bent shrugged.
"No, there is something wrong with this old man."
Someone raised a different opinion.
William raised an eyebrow and looked at the person speaking.
Silas took out a handkerchief from his robe.
"This is the handkerchief Colby used just now; it is stained with some evil aura."
He handed the handkerchief out, and Zar and Bent soon discovered the anomaly.
"Really! But it's very weak and seems to disappear quickly."
"That's right. I placed a small sealing ritual on it, so it can only be preserved for a while."
Silas looked at William as he spoke.
"You noticed it too, right? That's why you tested that guy multiple times."
"This guy has some skills," William thought to himself.
But on the surface, he nodded and said: "Colby showed resistance to holy artifacts and lied about his 'attitude towards evil spirits and demons'."
"At the same time, judging from his performance regarding the murder cases, Belton Bank should have nothing to do with the demon."
The last inference was not William's wild guess.
Banks are least afraid of people borrowing money.
If someone can take out a loan of tens of millions, the bank will inevitably hope that he lives a long life.
"Then why did we leave?" Judy was a little puzzled.
"We have already alerted Colby; next, we'll see how the other party acts," Silas explained.
William nodded approvingly.
Late at night.
Several figures appeared in a dark alley.
William took out his binoculars and observed a house across the street; that was Colby's residence.
Bent and Zar looked confused—what can be seen in such darkness?
Only surprise flashed in Silas's eyes.
He knew that people with strong "Spiritual Vision" could see things at night as if it were day. Usually, only Bishop-level exorcists could do this.
Even Silas himself could only vaguely see some shadows.
Just at this moment, a figure walked out of the house opposite.
The person looked around for a moment and quickly left in a certain direction.
In order not to reveal their whereabouts, the group waited until Colby was far away before moving.
They followed this salesman all the way to the vicinity of Solomon Farm.
During the process, if not for William guiding the direction, they would have lost the target long ago. This also raised Silas's estimation of William's strength another notch.
Although it was night, the moonlight tonight was quite bright, and there were no buildings to block the view.
Therefore, Colby's actions could be observed.
After getting off the car, the old salesman seemed to keep talking to the air, but William did not find the shadow of a demon in that direction.
"Could it be parasitic in the brain?" He guessed secretly.
Certain demons could indeed do this.
Just when everyone was puzzled, an unexpected scene appeared ahead.
They saw that when Colby approached the farmland, he was instantly bounced away by a red barrier.
Subsequently, a circular barrier appeared on the plain, just covering Jessie's house inside.
But William and the others soon discovered an anomaly.
This barrier was not regular; in a certain direction, there were many inwardly recessed gaps, like needles stuck into a balloon.
Everyone counted; there were more than twenty such gaps, consistent with the number of evacuation routes William arranged during the day.
And the radius of the barrier, measured outward from Jessie's house, was about 500 meters.
Now, the academy trio finally understood.
"So as early as that time, Father William had discovered the danger, and his grasp of the distance was so precise!"
Three admiring gazes were cast on William.
At the same time, Colby found that he still couldn't enter that area and couldn't help cursing.
However, he seemed to have expected this.
Colby took out a cloth bag from the car.
In William's view, the other party took out items such as black goat horns, animal organs, candles, and feathers from inside.
Then Colby arranged these things in a certain order.
After doing all this, the old salesman took out a dagger and slashed it fiercely on his wrist.
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