Seeing Jian Siming take out his gun, Bai Xiaoqiao didn't know what was going on, but he was still ready to watch.

"Those two people are really too dangerous. I can't let him go. Senior, take the test tube back for testing first."

"What stupid things are you saying? Although I don't seem reliable, I'll be able to do this by throwing it away and running away by myself? I'll drive the car to the door of the church, and you'll come out immediately if the situation is wrong. If it's too late, I'll go and test it first."

After Natsume finished speaking, he patted Bai Xiaoqiao on the shoulder and walked through the church door.

Jian Siming continued to point the pistol at the scholar and then approached: "Can you take off your hat? I walked out so generously, and you are still blocking your face, right?"

Yoshida stood up and stood in front of Jian Siming.

"Stop, leave here immediately, take out that kind of thing in so many occasions. Do you want to kill someone?!"

“I’ll do that if necessary.”

"Please don't make any unreasonable trouble. In addition, this lady, this person looks very dangerous, so you should go out first."

The scholar looked at the two people in front of him and ignored Jian Siming's words. It seemed that he was more worried that Jian Siming would hurt the believers who came here than his own safety.

"I won't let him do this, I won't let someone die in front of me anymore. Miss, don't you know that holding a gun in Japan is illegal?" Yoshida blocked between them.

"Professor Enoshima?"

Jian Siming ignored Yoshida and wanted to rush up and take off the scholar's hat. Perhaps because the scholar's attention was not completely focused on Jian Siming, the hat was easily lifted up.

He was a man in his 30s. Even if he encountered such a situation, he didn't seem to panic.

"Miss Yoshida, do you know this person?"

"Didn't you hear me when I asked you to stop?" Yoshida said angrily.

"Even if you hear it, there is no need to comply. Miss, please answer my question. Do you know this person?" Jian Siming said coldly.

"Then I don't need to answer."

Seeing that the two were almost quarreling, Bai Xiaoqiao watched in a hurry, took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police at any time.

"If I honestly answered me, I wouldn't do anything, then please answer my question."

"Put down the gun!!"

"I said, if you answer my question, I will not do anything." Jane Siming lowered his pistol, "You have said you have experienced those supernatural things, just now that were spells, Miss Yoshida, I must stop him."

"How do you know?"

"Because I'm from there, you don't want to go through something like that again, so I want to stop this person and tell me, do you know him?"

"Miss, have you been too polite to you before? This kind of behavior of exposing someone's wounds is really..."

Jian Siming directly interrupted the scholar and snorted: "I'm very sorry, I'm not a saint."

"Yes, you are indeed not a saint. If it weren't for yours, things wouldn't have become like this. Everything was good." Hearing Jian Siming's words in advance, he was silent for a while, and finally said, "Go away quickly, cross."

"...Professor Enoshima, then please allow me to say hello again, first meeting, good evening, where is Fujisawa?"

.........

Yoshida suffered from severe social disorder due to past mythological events, and was afraid to experience the nightmare of losing relatives and friends again, so she was unable to interact with others well in recent years. This incident made her very desperate. However, she is now able to devote herself to life normally. Although this miracle has only happened for less than three months, she has no doubt that her life will get better and better in the future.

——Because she received the blessing of the angel.

It is difficult to explain, but she can indeed hear the angels spreading their wings every day, and now she can even feel them whispering in her ears, thanks to the blessing of this matter, her illness recovers day by day.

The benefactor who made her so happy was named Enoshima. He was a professor at the School of Biology at the University. Because of his studies, they had known each other a long time ago. Three months ago, he went out for inspection and returned to China. As a friend, they met.

When he learned that Yoshida's psychological treatment was frustrated, he gave her a mysterious small ceremony. It was very simple. He gave Yoshida a glass of wine and recited a prayer. Yoshida, who was skeptical, actually heard the sound of something flapping his wings that night.

The sound was wonderful, as if it did not belong anywhere around her, but heard in her own mind. After a brief uneasiness, her symptoms gradually improved, as if she had brought her life back to her own hands.

In order to help more people, Enoshima set up an organization called Angel Church to help more people stay away from illness by holding conferences.

Yoshida firmly believed that what he did was like a savior. She admired everything the scholar did, and now he really did what medicine could not do.

Yoshida and the scholars meet regularly, and tonight they meet at a certain coffee shop.

The two met in a cafe. Waiting there was a man in a white suit and top. Although his face was not young, he looked very graceful. His short black hair and facial features felt a little bookish. He was smiling at Yoshida.

"You're here, Source."

"I've been waiting for a long time."

Yoshida noticed that the ice cube in front of him had melted, and it should have been a habitual way.

"How are you doing lately?"

"You, are you still saying such polite words to me? You have been waiting for a while." Yoshida smiled, "I recovered well, at least I feel much better."

Because he was keenly seen through, Professor Enoshima, who was a little embarrassed, could only cough twice.

"Well, being energetic is better than anything else. Actually, I came to you today. In addition to chatting regularly, there is another thing I want to ask you because you are someone I trust very much."

"If you can help?"

He seemed very happy to hear Yoshida say this, and changed his position, leaning forward as if he was a little closer to her.

"Did you know there was a recent report of a reporter named Inoue committing suicide?"

"I know, what's wrong, do you know him?"

"Inoue is a member of our Angel Church. Actually, I recently found that someone is investigating our affairs. I don't know what they are for, but I know someone will go to Inoue's house to investigate his mission. This is strange because Inoue is also a person who is blessed by angels like us. I don't want the media to report about angels."
Chapter completed!