Chapter 394: The Happiest Way to Die (3)

Strangers who resemble passers-by though not in Fate. Hennison lends a helping hand when he drowns, but he likes to see the lively atmosphere, not only in the land of China, but also in the United States of America. The passers-by who broke the news to the media and reported to the police are numerous.

The Los Angeles Crime Squad also arrived at the scene at this time. A yellow cordon isolated the scene. Hannison was dressed as a clergyman, and a priest drank more than a dozen bottles of liquor in a supermarket, how could such lace news get so little media attention? Outside the cordon, the customers of the supermarket and the guards of the morgue were cooperating with the police to make notes. The customer who drowned in Hennison did not forget to pretend to be sympathetic in front of the TV camera, so that people could know how kind they were.

"Oh God, I wanted to stop him, but he was so strong that he pushed me away! Oh no, that damn drunk, the poor pastor pushed me away and ran to the supermarket across the street! The morgue guards babbled on and on about how heroic they were, but they couldn't stop a drunken priest who was even shorter than him.

"Yes, yes, that pastor ran into the supermarket and drank desperately! One bottle after another, the bottle is not unscrewed, it is too scary to break it and pour it into the mouth," several customers in the supermarket chirped.

The detectives of the Crime Squad knew about Angela. Dawson, the hot female detective, has been in a low mood because of her sister's suicide by jumping off the building, so in this ordinary case tonight, she did not call to harass Angela. According to the management, the scene that the deceased has been in contact with is within the scope of investigation. Several detectives from the Crime Squad wanted to reconstruct the scene, so they followed the hospital morgue guards to the morgue.

Fate. The copper flask that Hennison had brought with him was left in Isabe. Next to Dawson's body.

The guard pointed at Isabe. The location of Dawson's body said, "I came in as soon as I heard the noise. As soon as I came in, I saw the guy lying next to the corpse that had been delivered a few days earlier. Then I warned him that the drunkard was so powerful that he knocked me away. Rush out! ”

"Then why didn't you call the police?" A reporter asked.

"Well, after he left, I checked the corpses, they weren't damaged, they didn't call the police, and they didn't have to trouble the police for everything, and sometimes some necrophiles ran in! I thought it would be okay to get rid of him, but I didn't know that he would die in the supermarket opposite! The guard pouted.

How can this kind of careful thinking escape these sophisticated agents by letting a stranger run into the morgue for fear that his superiors will find out and not calling the police? The guard's arguments were ignored. An agent headed directly at Fate. Hannison dropped the flask and walked over.

Whether it's suicide or crime, there is always a motive, and the pastor, after entering the morgue, must have been stimulated by something and ran to the supermarket across the street to drink like crazy. What was it that spurred the pastor? The agent picked up the flask that had fallen on the ground and stumbled upon the tag that hung on the corpse's ankle, 'Isabe. Dawson'.

"Isn't this Angela's sister? Could it be that the priest was stimulated by the sight of Isabelle's body? The agent muttered to himself.

It's so strange that people interact with each other, never learning about trust. Maybe it will only take a short time. When John. Konstantin like Angela. After Dawson showed another world, he always believed in science. Angela, the female detective of the Los Angeles Serious Crime Squad who pays attention to rigorous evidence. For some reason, Dawson was filled with a sense of curiosity about the man in front of him, who was not impressed at first.

And John, who has never had a normal relationship with the opposite sex. Konstantin seems to want to tell ordinary people about his hardships over the years before the deadly alarm clock of terminal lung cancer goes off. And Angela. Dawson became a good listener.

John. Konstantin's monologue-like narration begins with memories that he doesn't want to recall. "When I was little, I could see things that other people couldn't see, you know? Spirits, vampires, werewolves, witches, and other creatures that appear in fairy tales are alive in front of my eyes! And my parents were just ordinary people. When they learned about it, it got worse! "John. Konstantin's flat voice recounted his past. There is a vicissitudes of life in his eyes that are different from his age.

Angela. Dawson looked at the fancied man in front of him. The other party's account reminded her of her own sister, ordinary people when they heard their children talk about those terrible things. Definitely think that the child has a serious psychological problem, Angela. Dawson was able to imagine John. Konstantin this mysterious man, his parents practiced. I don't know if it's sympathy for the other party's plight, or Angela. Dawson saw in the other party his sister's helpless appearance. The distance between the two seemed to be a little closer.

John. Konstantin bowed his head, remembering his parents' ignorant practices if he had sent himself to church or met some bounty hunters earlier. Maybe it's not so bad for me right now. "You know what? When people can't stand the torture all the time, they will try their best to find a way out! And ending your life is the best option! ”

"You've killed yourself, too?" Angela. Dawson asked.

John. Konstantin nodded, "To be exact, I've only been dead for a few minutes, and those few minutes seem like a lifetime." Time seemed to stand still. Let me see the boundless horror of that bloody hell! Just when I was about to be swallowed by a demon god, I don't know who made a joke on me, but it actually brought me back to life and woke up, I knew hell! Heaven! It's real. "John. There was a tremor in Konstantin's voice, and the scene of his soul almost being swallowed by Lucifer, the demon god, seemed to resurface, and when the alarm clock rang for terminal lung cancer, maybe he would face the fallen angel Lucifer, the demon god of hell, again, didn't he let out the words and greet his soul in person? The food in his mouth suddenly disappeared, and it was no wonder that Lucifer was obsessed with his soul. After all, the best thing is the delicious thing that you can't taste, isn't it?

"What happened to Isabel when she was a child makes you think, but why does the police department only have information about you in recent years? And your past is all blank! "Angela. Dawson asked the question in his mind.

John. Konstantin shrugged his shoulders, and after the conversation box was opened, he didn't care if the other party would threaten him, after all, how much time did he have to live?

"Database? After I came back to life, I walked into the church in a daze, and met the mentor Fat, who guided me to become a bounty hunter. Hennison... That drunkard taught me a lot. Bounty hunters have been around for much longer than the founding of the United States, and there are always ways to protect us bounty hunters who work for them, right? Erase the traces of the past, but a means of protecting the families of bounty hunters! "John. Konstantin replied with a smile.

Unconsciously, the two seemed to be friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and they chatted for a long time. Konstantin to Angela. Dawson tells the story of an unknown world.

The 'Ring Ring' phone rang, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Angela. Dawson smiled apologetically and picked up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the voice of a subordinate of his serious crime team came.

"Angela has something I don't want to disturb you, but I think it's better to talk to you! There's a guy named Fat. Hennison's priest sneaks into the morgue tonight to look for Isabelle's body, and then seems to be stimulated. Ran into the guards who came to stop him, ran to the supermarket opposite, drank more than ten bottles of spirits in a row, and took it and died of drunkenness! ”

Hearing the other party's words, Angela. Dawson was stunned and hung up the phone. Looked at John in amazement. Constantine. "You just said that the mentor who guided you to become a bounty hunter is called Fate. Hennison? Is he a pastor? ”

"yes, that drunkard of Fateh is able to gain psychic abilities through alcohol!" John. Konstantin said lightly.

"Well, he just died, and after seeing my sister's body in the morgue, he rushed into the supermarket opposite and drank more than ten bottles of spirits in a row, and he was drunk to death!" Angela. Dawson whispered.

Although Posessa left, this cunning and treacherous half-blood demon sent a few ordinary people to stay in Fate. The scene of Hennison's death, in order to see, in addition to John Anderson. Besides Konstantin, there are no other bounty hunters involved.

The men who were in the crowd saw John. Konstantin will be Fate. The scar on Hannison's palm. And follow John. Konstantin was actually Angela by his side. Dawson, the mother who can carry Menma's arrival. When Bosesa heard this, her brow furrowed. "Little John! Little John! How much time do you have left? Trimester? Or half a year! Why don't you just find a place to meet death? You have to run out and fight against me! That's good! Since you've wiped out the carrion I sent to capture Angela! I'll let you bring Angela to me! Bosesa muttered to herself as she shook her glass.

Anyway, I've already killed a fat. Hennison doesn't care about killing John more. Konstantin's other friends, as long as they left some clues on the scene, to John. Konstantin's fiery personality will definitely be sent to the door obediently, and Angela, who wants to avenge her sister. Isn't Dawson going to come along? (To be continued......)

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