The seemingly reasonable and unreasonable coincidence is the result of the will of the world to drive the course of the world. Although Konstantin is the lucky protagonist of "Detective Hell", after two months of cold wind blowing at night, as a mortal, he finally fell ill. The fever of forty-two degrees made the nocturnal face even paler, if it weren't for Chas. Kramer waited for a long time and didn't get John. Konstantin's phone, I went to his house to take a look, and I couldn't find this lucky protagonist with a high fever and a coma.

The next situation, of course, is Chas. Kramer will be John. Konstantin was taken to the hospital.

After some treatment, John. Konstantin opened his eyes in a daze. Dazzling lights that shine on John. Constantine was spinning for a while, and the unfamiliar environment made John. Konstantin, the protagonist of luck, is unknown.

"Where is this?" John. Konstantin said openly. The continuous high fever made his whole body hot and cold, not to mention, and the bitterness in his mouth was as uncomfortable as eating bitter melon.

In a daze, I saw Chas. Kramer's nervous face came to mind. "John! John! Oh God, you're awake at last! If I'm a little late, your brain will burn out! Did I save your life this time? "Chas. Kramer said in a barrage.

Dizzy John. Seeing this familiar face, Konstantin wondered, "Why are you here?" ”

"Damn! I'm not here, who sent you to the hospital? You are very sick, and I sent you here. Hey, if I hadn't called me tonight when I saw you so late, I wouldn't have gone to your house to look for you. It is estimated that everyone in the family knows that you are sick and dead! "Chas. Kramer grumbled. In the same way, without relatives and no reason, a person can naturally experience the loneliness of the other party without relatives by his side. I don't know when it started, Chas. Kramer then put John. Konstantin, the ruthless bounty hunter, became his idol and his family.

John. Konstantin smiled helplessly. Looking at the needle stuck in his wrist, he sighed, "It looks like I can't spy on that guy tonight." Let's hope nothing happens! ”

"You're sick like this, and you're still thinking about that ugly ghost? Always staring like this. I don't see you doing it. What's the use? "Chas. Kramer grumbled, thinking about John. Konstantin, a new star of bounty hunters, will do it after mastering the whereabouts of the other party, but he may be able to follow the addiction of a bounty hunter. Konstantin has been staring at it for two months, and he has not had the slightest intention of doing anything.

"You don't understand! Nothing happening is the best news. If something happens, it's a big deal! Hey, I hope nothing really happens tonight! "After saying that, John. Konstantin closed his eyes. Under the action of antipyretics. A feeling of drowsiness hangs over me.

At the same time, Hamm, the dream saint, had just come out of a black girl's room, with disappointment in her tired eyes, the black girl had endured the fifth dream, but when the black girl stepped into the sixth dream created by Hamm, the girl completely collapsed, Hamm, the dream demon, deserved to be a dream master, creating a world of apocalyptic disasters, and the whole of Los Angeles became a sea of zombies. The isolated girl is chased by zombies and escapes. When she saw her relatives and lovers become zombies appear in front of her, the girl couldn't bear to point the muzzle of the gun in her hand at yesterday's relatives and lovers. The consequence of closing your eyes and waiting for death is naturally to be eaten clean by the zombies that rush in like a tide.

Out of the door, two junior werewolves waiting outside greeted Hamm and draped Hamm in an overcoat to ward off the cold wind of the night. After all, Hamm's weak body is inferior to ordinary people.

Sitting in the luxurious Lincoln RV, Hamm closed his eyes and rubbed his swollen temples. He asked, "What's next?" ”

The junior werewolf next to him took out a small notebook from his pocket and quickly opened it to find it. "Mr. Hamm's next target is at the Ravenska Psychiatric Hospital. The adults have already arranged for others to go over and clear the venue in advance! ”

Hamm nodded. Say to the driver, "Let's drive!" ”

"Yes! Mr. Hamm: "The driver with the strength of an intermediate werewolf replied.

The rat sitting in the security hall, pretending to be reading the newspaper. Keep your eyes squinted at the screen at your feet. In any case, if you take the customer's money, you will naturally have to do your due diligence to get things done. And Nissa is not an ordinary person, if something goes wrong, she will definitely not be able to eat and walk around. A burst of dazzling headlights suddenly shone over, and the mouse subconsciously narrowed his eyes. Vigilantly kick the suitcase under the table with his foot.

In the darkness of the night, the mouse saw a black Ford sedan slowly approaching. It was so late that no one would come to visit, and the license plate number of the car was not that of one of the doctors in the hospital. My heart is tight, I have been a private investigator for many years and I have been trained in the FBI. Tell yourself that something might happen tonight, how could an ordinary psychopath be able to find a private detective to spy on Raunisha, a woman who makes the entire Los Angeles underworld stutter?

The mouse looked at the black Ford in front of him vigilantly, and the person sitting in the driver's seat did not move, but the man in the passenger seat opened the door and got out of the car. After the tall man in a sweatshirt got out of the car, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and shouted at the mouse sitting in the security hall; "Hey man, where the hell is this? We're from Detroit and lost! How to get to downtown Los Angeles? ”

The mouse glanced at the other party's license plate number and was relieved to find that it was indeed Detroit's. I opened the glass of the security hall and said, "Go north on the highway and walk straight for an hour to the city!" ”

"Damn! Still an hour's drive? Our car is running out of gas! Is there a gas station nearby? As he spoke, the man walked over to the security hall.

"Go straight for about ten kilometers on the highway and turn into a side road and there is a gas station, you can refuel there!" The rat waved and pointed to the north.

"Hehe, thank you, man!" With a flick of the cigarette butt, the mouse subconsciously glanced at the popping cigarette butt, and suddenly saw a flower in front of him. The man who was still three or four meters away from him suddenly appeared in front of him. Without waiting for the mouse to react, a handkerchief covered the mouse's mouth and nose. The delicate fragrance instantly passed through the nose and into the rat's body. His eyelids were heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and in less than a second, the mouse was lying on the table.

"Trouble! Wouldn't it be simpler to just screw off the necks of these humans? Why bother, what kind of wizard potion do you use! The man in the sweatshirt complained.

The person sitting in the car also got out of the car after seeing the man solve the security guard. "You talk a lot of nonsense! Master Posessa asks us to do this, and we'll just do it. Let's hurry up and do it, there are still some doctors and nurses on duty on the sixth floor! ”

The Ravenska Psychiatric Hospital is no match for ordinary residences, and even the expert who is proficient in lockpicking is not sure to infiltrate the hospital and find it in Isabe. Dawson's drinking water is filled with a mixture of 'Sleep Grass' and 'Butterfly Fragrance'. However, after investigation, this name is Isabe. Dawson's mentally ill person would make a fuss every night, and the doctors and nurses who would come with her would inject her with a tranquilizer. Under the effect of tranquilizers, ordinary people will be in a coma for at least a whole day, so as long as the nurse and doctor on duty are stunned, Hamm can swagger in and perform that magical dream world.

How can the speed and strength of these two junior werewolves arranged by Bosesa to come to clear the field be comparable to ordinary people? The nurses on duty at night only felt that it was dark in front of them, and they all lost consciousness. When the two men finished dealing with the nurses on duty at the nurses' station, the black extended Lincoln RV carrying Hamm slowly stopped at the entrance of the Ravenska Psychiatric Hospital. The mid-level werewolf who was driving saw that the security guard in the security hall was already lying on the table, turned to Hamm who was sitting in the back seat and said, "Mr. Hamm! The people who came to clear the site have been dealt with! ”

Hamm nodded, and was escorted out of the car by the two junior werewolves.

If the effect of tranquilizers on ordinary people is to make ordinary people fall asleep all day, then Isabe, who has been suffering from a dose of tranquilizers every day for many years. Dawson has developed resistance to tranquilizers. Enough tranquilizer for an ordinary person to sleep all day for Isabe. Dawson was only enough for her to sleep peacefully for four or five hours. Every day, you can see evil spirits and evil spirits. Jean Isabe. Dawson's brain nerves were in a constant state of tension. The nightmare was just a joke to her. Because opening your eyes to see what others can't see, this kind of life is very important to Isabe. For Dawson, being alive is a realistic nightmare.

'Boom... Knock knock... Heavy footsteps came from the elevator entrance, and Ham's maverick way of walking jumped like a kangaroo, and the two junior werewolves in charge of clearing the field were full of disdain when they saw Hamm's ridiculous fellow. However, on the surface, he was still respectful to this dream demon specially invited by Bosesa.

"Mr. Hamm, the rest of the people have already dealt with it. Aim for room 601! ”

Hamm nodded and walked straight towards room 601. Pushing open the door, I saw the woman tied to the hospital bed. In the dim light, the haggard face of the white woman could be seen. Noticing the other man's frowning brow and clenched hands, Hamm, the master dreamer, knew that the nervous woman in front of him should be in a nightmare. (To be continued......)

PS: A more send, yesterday's surprise, today to write extra careful. I still work overtime until half past eight to get home! I haven't even eaten any rice! For yesterday's contingencies! Money is here to say sorry