“... The killer didn't leave us any clues other than his shirt and pants, and he was dressed very formally, probably going out for fun at night.

The pants are made of polyester, which is very durable, and they are cheap and low-end goods like shirts.

But the clothes and pants are too big for him, so it should be some kind of equipped uniform.

As for what kind of work it is? He has a sleeve on his belt for a walkie-talkie......"

"Subway driver?"

Natasha guessed.

"Security?"

Pulling out a book from his crotch, Deadpool interjected casually.

"That's right, you can see it from the back of the deceased.

His back is flabby and weak, reminiscent of sitting a lot......"

With a cigarette in his mouth and a detective on his face, Konstantin put one hand in his pocket and talked eloquently.

"But varicose veins on the soles of the feet and calves are just the opposite, so you either sit or walk all day long."

The sudden interjection catches Natasha's attention, and Deadpool unfolds the book and points to one of the passages.

"I said... Konstantin, isn't this a line from the latest edition of the Sherlock Holmes book? Why did you use it all of a sudden? Did you pay the royalties? ”

"Ahem, Wade, is there one?

You're absolutely mistaken. ”

Guessed at the truth, Konstantin hurriedly tried to deny it.

But Natasha didn't give him a chance at all, took the book and read that paragraph carefully.

Good guy, that's called a good guy.

The lines spoken and the sentences in the novel cannot be said to be very different, but can only be said to be word for word!

[Mood from Natasha Romanov +533]

She looked at Konstantin with a look of contempt and said.

"It's hard for you, Konstantin.

For the sake of the case, he memorized such a large number of lines in advance. ”

With his hands raised, Konstantin decisively relented.

"Okay, okay, I just see that the atmosphere at the scene is so serious, so I'll cooperate with you a little."

Rolling her eyes, Natasha warned, "Konstantin, please be serious!" ”

She pointed to the swollen corpse at her feet: "There is something special about the deceased this time, he did not die in his own home, but on this shoal of the Hudson River. ”

"What's the difference?"

Suddenly, Deadpool lay down next to the corpse and pressed his hand against the corpse's abdomen, sending some river water and mud squirting out of his mouth.

"Wow... Konstantin, he still has a little goldfish in his belly? ”

was sprayed in the face, and Deadpool didn't care too much, but saw the lively little fish in his hand and screamed.

"Stupid, uneducated, that's an Asian carp."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Konstantin glanced at the scumbag with disdain.

Natasha held her forehead with one hand and sighed, "Are you sure? That's a sea bass! ”

"Do you hear that, Deadpool?"

Turning his face sideways, Konstantin looked calm: "That's sea bass, remember to use it when you soak girls in the future." ”

"Quack, it's really you, Konstantin, don't forget to help your brother at this time......"

is worthy of being a stupid dick, the brain circuit is different from ordinary people, happily took out a small notepad from the crotch, and Deadpool diligently wrote down the word bass on the notebook.

Natasha was speechless and complained in her heart.

What a stupid dick!!

Of course, as a full-fledged agent, you always have to learn to pull the topic back to the main line.

"Ahem... Let's talk about the case again.

Most of the previous dead died at home, and even if they weren't at home, they were a short distance from the Hudson River. ”

Moreover, the cause of their deaths was invariably suffocation due to the sudden gushing of river water and sediment blocking the trachea.

Even better, the dead would come back to life at 12 a.m. the next day, eventually disappearing all the way to the Hudson River. ”

Gently exhaling a puff of smoke, Konstantin looked solemnly at the calm and serene Hudson River and said.

"You're right, this is a complete - paranormal case!"

"Sure enough......"

Looking at the great river that flowed quietly, Natasha found that she could no longer look at it with the eyes of the past.

Turning to Konstantin, Natasha asked solemnly.

"Mr. Konstantin, is there any way to settle this case?"

"Yes."

"Great, what's that way to go?" Her eyes lit up, and Natasha smiled.

Without speaking, Konstantin looked up at the sky, holding a cigarette in one hand and rubbing his thumb and index finger up and down in the other.

Well?!

Natasha's smile froze on her face: "......"

Sure enough, it's you, Konstantin, this method of extorting bamboo is too slippery!

Even Deadpool, who was standing on the side, shouted "teachable", he suddenly felt a little inferior, felt that he was too pure compared to Constantine, and decided to carry forward this method in the rest of his mercenary career!

[Mood from Wade Wilson +666]

......

Belville Hospital.

12 midnight.

It was quiet in the hospital, and there was not a single figure on the street outside.

In the morgue on the first basement floor, the male deceased found this morning was lying quietly on the morgue and sleeping peacefully.

Konstantin leaned against the wall, smoking a cigarette quietly.

Deadpool lay on his side, sleepy-eyed and yawning.

"Konstantin... Are you sure that evil spirit will come? ”

With a yawn, Deadpool finds a topic.

He felt that he was so stupid, he had this time to stay in this gloomy morgue and not earn a penny, it was better to find some orders to go out and work, at least he had the money to get it, right?

It hurts to think about his poor girlfriend Vanessa tonight, alone in the empty room.

Glancing at him lightly, Konstantin didn't have a good breath.

"Don't worry, as a hell detective, I'm sure that thing will appear."

"Really?"

"It's more real than real gold."

"No, I mean there really are evil spirits in this world?

You know, I'm not a loyal Catholic, but if evil spirits really exist, it means that God and his old man also exist, doesn't it?

Of course, I don't mean to question this at all.

I've just heard that God and his old man are human beings made in their own way, and if that's really the case, Konstantin...... God, will it? ”

Leaning back against the wall, Deadpool chattered as if he had suddenly become interested.

Don't say it, although his question is a little tricky and vulgar, if those disciples hear it, they will definitely kill him.

But, it's really deep.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Konstantin fell into some kind of contemplation.

"Wade Wilson, I have to say, this idea of yours is very innovative.

But I must say that at that level of existence, if it is not necessary, there will be no such low-level physiological reaction as excretion! ”

"On a certain level, their power is indeed supreme."

Konstantin didn't say anything false, but in the original world, he had a lot of dealings with heaven and demons.

Although the question is strange and tricky, it is still within the scope of knowledge that Constantine can answer.

Listening to Konstantin's explanation, Deadpool didn't know what to think of, and showed a look of sympathy.

"Oh, my poor angels, doesn't that mean they don't enjoy another great pleasure in life?"