Angela, who had lost the person she loved the most and insisted that there was another reason for her sister's death. Dawson repeatedly looked at the surveillance camera footage of his sister's suicide. After many years of being a police officer, Angela had become a police officer. Dawson felt that his sister's death from falling off the building was not that simple.
Afterwards, when he wanted to find Isabel. When Dawson's attending doctor, Bellona, was looking for clues, she realized that Bellona seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. She couldn't be found no matter how hard she tried. Moreover, after searching for a long time, Belona's person seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
Because of Isabel. About Dawson, Angela. Dawson asked for a long leave from the director to focus on finding out the truth of his sister's death.
The part where Isabel... The video of Dawson standing on the rooftop didn't go to the side. Dawson felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife. The twin sisters who were related by blood looked relieved when they saw Isabel's pale face. Dawson's tears fell again.
"Why…I know you won't end your life in this way, right? Someone must have forced or bewitched you, right?”Angela. Dawson muttered to himself.
After many years of investigation, Angela…Dawson was the female detective of the Los Angeles Major Crimes Division. He had handled many cases of various kinds. There was a murder case in the past where a psychiatrist used hypnosis to lure his patient into buying a huge insurance policy and then committing suicide at home. The beneficiary of those huge insurance policies was the psychiatrist.
Following this line of thought, Angela was shocked. Dawson investigated whether his sister had come into contact with a similar psychiatrist before she died, or bought insurance, but he found nothing.
He thought about how his sister's body was still in the hospital morgue. The priest did not allow his poor sister to have a Christian funeral. That rainy night, the image of him begging the priest in the church came to his mind again.‘John Constantine 'also appeared. She recalled the man in the black windbreaker who had no manners at all.
Angela. Dawson was stunned for a moment. Constantine seemed to be arguing with another person of high status in the church. From the priest's attitude towards the blonde woman, she should have a high status in the church.
Thinking of this, Angela…Dawson picked up the phone and called his colleague on duty.
After a busy tone, his subordinate's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Head... What's the matter?"
"Help me check on a man named John. Constantine's man. Around thirty years old. White man! Black hair!" Angela. Dawson described John. Constantine's physical features. "No problem…I'll send you the information later!"
Half an hour later, Angela…Dawson received an email from his subordinate. He opened his inbox and saw Angela. Dawson frowned.
There was no other reason than that there was only John in this information. Constantine's information for the past five years. There was no information about their birth and school. It was no wonder that the Bounty Hunter Association, a hidden organization under the church, would delete the birth and family information of the bounty hunters under its banner in order to protect their families. After all, bounty hunters had to face those vicious dark creatures at all times. If the dark creatures reached out to the bounty hunter's family and threatened them, they would be killed. Then, he would not be able to accept any bounty missions.
John According to Constantine's information, his current occupation was listed as 'private detective.' However, he mentioned that this man was called John. Constantine's man was a regular at the Mina Bar, and John was also mentioned in his remarks. Constantine often sold antiques to make a living. Although there was no criminal record, it was stated that John was a criminal. Constantine often participated in supernatural events.
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After being attacked by the demon soldiers, John was shocked. Constantine followed Chaz. Kramer's taxi came out. Chaz, who had always wanted to enter the Mina Bar. Kramer was still following John. Behind Constantine, he said," John, what kind of card do you think that blockhead will give me later?”Chaz. Kramer took out his notebook and muttered to himself.
"Hehe…You've memorized all the cards. Anyway, it's just a matter of luck. Just name one!”John Constantine shook his head and laughed.
Chaz. Kramer looked up and rolled his eyes." Do you think everyone is like you? There were a total of 108 kinds of cards, a one in 108 chance! Do you think it's that easy to guess?"
"Then I can't help you! You know, if you can't guess the card, you can't enter. This is Minai's rule.”John Constantine laughed.
Chaz. Kramer quickly approached John. Constantine said," How about this? You go in first. When it's my turn, you just have to show me behind that big idiot, just like those riddles on TV! Is this a good idea? Please, John! Since you owe me tens of thousands of dollars, I'll fulfill my small request!”
John Constantine couldn't help but laugh." Do you think I'm one of those idiots on TV? I wish you good luck. I hope you have a one in a hundred and eight chance tonight!”
There were still some customers standing at the entrance of the Minai Bar, but the werewolf guarding the door was intimidating. The customers who were watching the people who could pass the guessing card game were pointing at them.
John Constantine walked straight in. Constantine, this Bapa. Boss Midney's old friend came over and took out a card from the pile of cards beside him and handed it to John. In front of Constantine.
"The two toads on the bench!" John Constantine said as he glanced at the cards.
The Werewolf guard nodded and picked up the guardrail to let John go. Constantine entered.
Chaz. Kramer saw John. Constantine walked in without looking back and immediately shouted anxiously. "Hey... John! It was a deal! You still owe me 60,000 dollars…Damn it! Ungrateful fellow!"
Seeing Chaz again. Kramer was a little cunning. The werewolf guard's cold face couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile. "You know, old rules!"
Chaz. Kramer spread his hands. He said helplessly,"Come on, come on!" I don't believe that good luck will never befall me! Even if it was a one in a hundred and eight chance! I'll be right once, right?"
Of course, Chaz. Kramer's face was still covered in dust.
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