"Hello…Mr. Constantine... We've met before…"
Before the other party could finish speaking, John... Constantine waved his hand and said," I know. We've indeed met before! Once in the hospital and once in the church! Could it be fate?" His teasing words made the woman feel a little unnatural. In the middle of the night, a woman came to the house of a man she had only met twice. It was impossible for such an act to not be ambiguous.
"Oh... No, no, no. Mr. Constantine. I think you misunderstood. My name is Angela. Dawson. I have something to ask you.”Angela. Dawson said patiently. In order to find out the truth about Isabel's death, Angela…Dawson wouldn't let go of any hope, or else he wouldn't have come to look for John so late at night. Constantine.
"Counseling? Hehe…Even if I'm a psychiatrist, it's already past working hours! I can't help you! Angela. Miss Dawson!" John said. Constantine was about to close the door.
Who knew that the other party would not let it go and blocked John. Constantine was about to close the door. Dawson flashed his badge.
"I just want to ask you a few questions! I'll leave after asking!" Angela. Dawson said coldly.
"Oh... So it was the police! The sooner this thing was revealed, the better!”John Constantine said disdainfully. Although there was no change on his face, he was secretly on guard. Angela. When Dawson entered the door, he glanced at the strange pattern on the door frame. It seemed to be some kind of religious rune. He casually looked around at John. Constantine's room was simply decorated. It seemed that the other party was a man who did not pay attention to the details of life.
The empty wine bottle was casually placed on the table. Constantine took out another bottle of red wine from the fridge. He sat at the table and started drinking.
"Mr. Constantine. My sister committed suicide by jumping off a building in Ravenska Mental Hospital the day before yesterday.”Angela. Dawson said indifferently.
"Is that so? What a pity!" John Constantine replied indifferently. He didn't raise his head and continued to drink his wine.
Seeing the other party's cold attitude, Angela was shocked. Dawson hesitated." I'm here to…Uh... Through some information, I know that you are an expert in supernatural and exorcism…That's why I want to ask you..."
"Information? Since when did American citizens have no right to freedom? Can the police simply check the information of citizens?”John Constantine took advantage of the loophole in his words and mocked.
Angela. Dawson controlled his temper and resisted the urge to pull out his gun. He said calmly,"Actually, I think..." My sister Isabel couldn't have committed suicide, so I think she must have been bewitched or coerced by someone, like a cult or something. I want you to point me in the right direction.”
John Constantine smiled disdainfully." A very clever deduction. Why can't a mental patient commit suicide? Direction? Remember to close the door for me!" He pointed at the door.
Angela. Dawson was furious. The other party didn't cooperate at all, which made Angela angry. " I can't guarantee anything about the other mental patients, but I know that Isabel would never commit suicide because she is a devout believer!" Although it was the same as before. She has a very serious delusional disorder and often talks about angels, demons, and so on, but I know that she would never commit suicide!”
John, who had experienced bloody hell. Constantine raised his head and stared into the other party's clear eyes. It didn't seem like the other party was lying. He swirled the wine glass in his hand. " Believers?" Constantine said coldly. According to the doctrine, if a believer chose to end their life by suicide, they would fall into hell after death, and their souls would be tortured forever, right?”
The conversation that ended on bad terms made Angela…Dawson turned around and left. Buzz, buzz, buzz…" The crystal bottles filled with holy water and engraved with runes on the windowsill all rang. John Constantine was stunned. After those special crystal bottles were filled with holy water and engraved with runes, they were like an early warning device that could detect dark creatures. Constantine thought to himself, Could it be that these things are coming for that woman?”Although it could not change the fate of most people, as a bounty hunter, he could not just watch a life be destroyed by a dark creature in front of him. Thinking of this, he immediately put on his windbreaker and chased after her.
Thousands of Cursed Corruptors flew into the dark night sky under Possetha's command. It had bat-like wings, a mouth full of sharp fangs, and a pair of bean-sized eyes that had degenerated from living in the dark for a long time. Its skin was like a skinned mouse, dripping with blood and flesh. However, John Constantine was someone who was favored by both heaven and hell. He naturally had many trump cards and easily dealt with the approaching demons.
After learning that the demon's target was Angela, he was shocked. After Dawson left, he used his eyes that could see through the disguise of angels and demons to look at Angela. Dawson showed another world. A world that was hidden and invisible to ordinary people. telephone Dr. Millington while John Constantine was like Angela. After Dawson revealed another world, Angela, the female detective of the Los Angeles Major Crimes Division, who had always believed in science and paid attention to rigorous evidence in handling cases. Dawson didn't know why, but he was filled with curiosity towards this man who he didn't have a good impression of at first.
And John, who had never been abnormal before. Constantine seemed to want to talk to ordinary people about his hardships over the years before the alarm clock of terminal lung cancer rang. As for Angela…Dawson became a good listener.
John Constantine's monologue began with memories he didn't want to recall. "When I was young. I can see things that others can't see... Did you know? Vengeful spirits…Vampires…Werewolves…Witches... These creatures that appeared in fairy tales had appeared in front of me! My parents are just ordinary people. When they found out about these things, the situation became even worse!”John Constantine's voice was calm as he recounted his past. His eyes revealed a sense of vicissitudes that was different from his age.
Angela. Dawson sized up the mysterious man in front of him. The other party's description reminded her of her younger sister. When ordinary people heard their children talk about those terrible things, they would definitely think that the child had serious psychological problems. Angela. Dawson could imagine John's reaction. Constantine, this mysterious man, and his parents. He didn't know if it was because he sympathized with the other party's experience or because it was Angela. Dawson saw the helpless look of his younger sister in the other party. The distance between the two seemed to have shortened.
John Constantine lowered his head and recalled his parents 'ignorant actions. If he had been sent to the church or met some bounty hunters earlier, his current situation might not have been so bad. "You know what? When people could not endure the constant torture, they would try their best to find a way out! Ending his life was the best choice!”
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