"You committed suicide before?" Angela. Dawson asked.
John Constantine nodded." To be precise, I was only dead for a few minutes. Those few minutes felt like a lifetime. Time seemed to have stopped, allowing me to witness that bloody hell…Boundless terror! Just as I was about to be swallowed by a Demon God, someone played a joke on me and actually made me come back to life…When I woke up, I knew…Hell! Heaven! It really exists." John Constantine's voice trembled. The scene of his soul almost being swallowed by Lucifer appeared in his mind again. When the alarm clock of terminal lung cancer rang, perhaps he would face the Fallen Angel Lucifer again. Didn't he say that he would personally welcome his soul? The delicious food in his mouth suddenly disappeared. It was no wonder that Lucifer could not forget his soul. After all, the most delicious thing was the one that could not be tasted, right?
"Isabel's childhood was very similar to yours... But why is there only information about you in the police database in recent years? And your past is blank!”Angela. Dawson asked the question in his heart.
John Constantine shrugged. He didn't care whether the other party would threaten him or not. After all, how much time did he have left?
"Data vault? Hehe…After I came back to life, I walked into the church in a daze and met my mentor, Faust, who guided me to become a bounty hunter. Hennesson…that drunkard taught me a lot. Bounty hunters have existed for a longer time than the United States. There must be some way to protect us bounty hunters who work for them, right? Eliminating the traces of the past was a way to protect the families of bounty hunters!”John Constantine replied with a smile.
Unknowingly, the two of them were like friends who had not seen each other for many years. Constantine asked Angela. Dawson was describing an unknown world.
Ring, ring, ring…The phone rang, interrupting their conversation.
Angela. Dawson smiled apologetically and picked up the phone.
The voice of his subordinate from the Key Case Investigation Unit came from the other end of the phone.
"Angela…There's something I don't want to disturb you, but I think it's better to tell you! There's a guy named Fart. Hennessin's priest snuck into the morgue tonight to look for Isabel's body, and then he seemed to have been provoked. He knocked away the guards who came to stop him and ran to the supermarket opposite. He drank more than ten bottles of hard liquor in a row and died of drunkenness!”
Hearing the other party's words, Angela…Dawson was stunned and hung up. She looked at John in surprise. Constantine. "You just said that the mentor who guided you to become a bounty hunter is called Faust. Han Nissen? Is he a priest?"
"Yeah... That drunkard Faust could obtain psychic abilities through alcohol!”John Constantine said calmly.
"Uh... He just died. After seeing my sister's body in the morgue, he rushed into the supermarket opposite and drank more than ten bottles of hard liquor. He was drunk!”Angela. Dawson said in a low voice. The yellow cordon separated the crowd who wanted to join in the fun. The police officers standing inside the cordon saw a black Dodge Ram slowly driving over and knew the identity of the person. As a famous person in the Los Angeles Police Department, many Los Angeles police officers knew Angela. Dawson's car.
"Do you want to go down with me?" Pull the handbrake, Angela. Dawson said to John in the passenger seat. Constantine asked.
John Constantine nodded silently and opened the door. Behind Dawson.
Angela. Dawson flashed his badge and walked straight into the cordon. He did not forget to greet the police officers guarding the cordon." My friend..."
Angela. Dawson's words. The police officer guarding the cordon glanced at John, who was wearing a black trench coat. Constantine didn't stop him.
The colleagues of the crime squad saw Angela. Dawson walked over and handed the statement to Angela. "Head... After seeing your sister's body, this priest drank like a madman. Four to five kilograms of high-concentration liquor…In the end, he died of drunkenness." He listened to his colleague's introduction. Angela. Dawson read through the notes in detail. The testimony of the morgue guard and the statements of the other customers in the supermarket all proved that this was Fart. Hannison's death was purely caused by an excessive amount of alcohol.
The one who said that to Angela. Dawson was still analyzing the results of his analysis when he suddenly saw a strange man in a black trench coat following Angela. After Dawson came in, he actually squatted down in Faust. Beside Hannison's corpse. He searched the victim's pockets with his hands. Seeing such an unruly fellow. The male detective shouted,"Hey! Are you new here? Don't you know the rules! Can you bear the responsibility of destroying the scene?”
"It's okay... He was a good friend of the deceased. I brought him here!”Angela. Dawson said. After saying that, he squatted down in Faust. John, who was next to Hennessen. Constantine walked over.
"Did you find anything?" Angela. Dawson asked. John Constantine did not seem to hear what he said as he looked at Faust, who was lying on the ground. Han Nissen was lost in thought. "Your dream has finally come true. You should be very satisfied with this death, right? Should I congratulate you? Or should I laugh at you?" John Constantine muttered to himself.
He reached out and took out Faust. The amulet in Hannison's shirt pocket. This amulet was given to Faust by Biman. It was Hannison. The blue and white stripes were like three amulets that were intertwined with each other. They could resist the attacks of vengeful spirits and evil ghosts. It could even give an early warning. After all, with Faust. As a priest of the church, dark creatures like werewolves, vampires, and witches would not dare to attack him directly. At this moment, the white stripes on the blue-and-white amulet had already turned black. This proved it. Faust. When he was alive, Hannison had been corrupted by magic.
John Constantine looked at the small amulet and muttered," Why didn't you call me? Don't worry... I will definitely find the bastard who killed you!”
Hearing John. Constantine, Angela…Dawson was stunned. John Constantine had just shown her an unknown world. He even took Angela from those zombies. Dawson saved him.
"Could it be that those things killed him?”Angela. Dawson whispered.
"Humph! Other than those damned bastards, what else could make this amulet turn black? Although I don't know what killed him, I will definitely find him! If I don't crush the souls of those bastards, even if I die, I won't take this lying down!”John Constantine said coldly. He accidentally saw Faust. Han Nissen's bloody palm.
John Constantine picked up a piece of ice from the ground. Damp Faust. Han Nissen took out a handkerchief from his palm. He carefully placed that Faust. Han Nissen had used a bottle opener to carve a scar on his palm before he died. "What symbol is this?" Angela. Dawson asked.
John Constantine shook his head." I don't know…" However, Faust had spent a lot of effort to leave this mark before he died. It must have something to do with the person who killed him, or rather, it must have something to do with Isabel's death.”
John Constantine suggested going to Isabel. Dawson's death scene was investigated. Angela. Dawson, the female inspector who wanted to find the murderer of her sister, naturally agreed. John Constantine's extraordinary ability had made Angela, who had always believed in science, feel like she was in a coma. Dawson versus John. Constantine, the bounty hunter, was convinced.
Everything was going according to the original trajectory of the world. John Constantine and Angela. In Isabel's ward, Dawson and Selina found the message Isabel had left on the glass.
Well, I was wrong about this episode of Hell Detective. I'm sorry. The protagonist will appear in the next chapter, and Hell Detective will have to finish four or five chapters.
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