84. Channels and learning

Satisfied, Dean who had withdrawn from the system suddenly felt a sharp itch on his face.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was facing a red brick wall outside the car window, and the car had stopped in a remote and narrow alley at some point.

Gretchen, who was in the driver's seat, leaned sideways, squinting his light blue eyes, playfully playing with his face with his big braids.

"Wait, this isn't Abby's home."

"The sleepy insect with dark circles is finally willing to wake up?" Gretchen lowered her head and moved her two long legs, straddled the passenger seat, and looked at him with a presumptuous gaze, sharp like an Amazonian warrior ready to attack, she reached out and pressed against the top of Dean's head, changing the subject, "How have you grown taller lately?" ā€

"Isn't that weird?"

Dean gently flicked her hand away, killing the Eater of Deaths and upgrading his skills, he gained a total of two points of physique, and after a few days of buffering, his height rose by two centimeters to 1.78 meters.

And the muscles on the body are also stronger, energetic, and you won't feel too tired after a day of sleepless martial arts.

"Well, remember what I promised you before?"

"Save Abby and fulfill any of my wishes?" Dean tilted his head back slightly, trying not to look at the other party's moist lips, not to feel the wonderful touch of the slender and toned body.

Ordinary tight-fitting sportswear also has a natural beauty on her.

It was as if a fire had ignited in Dean's body, and a trembling torrent swirled in him, and he suddenly perked up uncontrollably.

Well, this is the after-effect of the Devourer!

"Now, give you a chance to say what you want, and the obsolete will be invalid." She stretched out her hands and pressed them on Dean's shoulders, and the fair-skinned and beautiful face approached his face vigilantly and slowly, as if she was worried that it would scare away some unusually timid little animal, and then kissed him as if he were not paying attention.

"What do I want? I want to learn from each other! ā€

Dean looked straight into her eyes, undisguised the boiling fire in her eyes, hooked his fingers with his left hand, and slowly tilted the seat of the car backwards with his right hand.

"Come on, come on, this time, I'm going to defeat you!"

Gretchen shoved him in the chest, and his slender fingers sank into the flesh of his arm.

……

Under the bright and gentle sunshine of spring.

In a humble alley, a stationary car suddenly hits the highway, so fast that it jolts violently.

A stray dog sleeping in the corner of the alley was awakened by the strange movement, wagging his tail and running over to the car and letting out a howl of "whoa, whoa" at the sky.

……

Wonderful morning after.

At noon, the bright sunlight became a little harsh.

Dean and Gretchen arrive at Abby's home.

The courtyard surrounded by green vines and flowers was full of people, and in addition to the group outside the detention center, several nearby neighbors, Gretchen's parents also came to the scene to celebrate Abby's new life.

Several grills have been set up in the courtyard, white smoke from red oak and hickory wood is rising, and the smell of burnt wood fills the air, and people are busy flipping the roast meat and spreading the sauce.

Batista and Raj greeted their guests with radiant faces, as if they were several years younger.

"Why are you so slow?" Rust whispered to Britney, put down the brush and ran to the two of them, moving his nose and looking at him suspiciously, "Why is your hair wet?" ā€

Gretchen's fair face flushed slightly when he heard this, and he reached out to pull a black hair from his sideburns behind his ear.

Dean grabbed Rust's shoulders and walked into the room, a satisfied expression on his face, "I took the time to fight with Gretchen, and she's improved a lot, so I'll give me a little more pointers." ā€

……

Britney, who was holding Gretchen on the other side, also had big eyes and reached out to touch her forehead, "Do you have a fever?" ā€

"Nope."

"The mouth is hard, the road is unstable, Dean that... Belch... Cold-blooded robots don't know how to show mercy to their subordinates. Let's go, go into the house and rest for a while, and ask Abby to borrow a dress to change. ā€

"No, I'm not familiar with her." Gretchen raised his chin slightly, and said things against his will, and his steps were not slow at all,

"I don't have a good memory. Who begged Dean to save Abby in the first place, and kept saying that he would agree to all the conditions? Britney glanced at her good sister with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Don't be angry, the past is all over, in fact, you have forgiven Abby in your heart." ā€

"I'm not for her, I can't bear to see Uncle Batista and Aunt Raj sad..."Gretchen bit her lip and shook her head, "I've always treated them as relatives, well, that's it." ā€

The two entered the living room on the first floor, and by coincidence, Abby was sitting on the fur sofa watching TV, and looked back to meet Gretchen.

For a moment the atmosphere in the hall became unusually awkward, and Gretchen turned his face to the side, the corners of his mouth grinning with dissatisfaction and grumbling.

Abby looked at her former friend in a daze.

After a moment, taking a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, he strode over and grabbed Gretchen's hand,

"It was me who was wrong in the past, and I apologize to you. But I don't ask for your forgiveness. ā€

"This time, I was put in a detention center, experienced threats, intimidation, and police ignorance, and was treated as a disgusting child killer... I realized the helplessness of your isolation at that time. ā€

"I threw you to that fat pig and abandoned you, I don't deserve to be a sister to you..."

Abby gritted her teeth, her eyes red,

"If I make you feel sick, then I promise you that I will not appear in front of you again!"

Gretchen stared at the face full of self-reproach, was silent for a full ten seconds, suddenly turned his face and sighed, then raised his heroic eyebrows, threw the braid on his chest behind his head, and crossed his hands on his hips,

"Abby, forget how I reminded you before? Don't be discouraged, you're no worse than anyone else! ā€

"No, another person, I will never run away and leave you behind!"

Gretchen shook his head helplessly when he heard this,

"You're always so uncomfortable, how long will it take you to grow up?"

She grabbed Abby's arm tightly and pulled her towards the couch,

"Y-You forgive me?" Abby turned her head to look at her, the familiar expression that brought tears to her eyes.

"What, you don't want to reconcile with me?"

"Woo... I... I swear if I ever be a coward again, and let you down again, so that my soul will be taken by Satan!" ā€

"Remember your promise, there will be no next time. Now lend me a change of clothes! ā€

Britney looked at the backs of the two sisters side by side, a smile of relief appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she followed.

……

Dean and Rust walked over to a bush of aloe vera and munched on a potato salad, munching on a juicy brisket sandwich.

Rust hesitated and said, "Are you stepping on two boats now?" Caroline and Gretchen? ā€

"Caroline?" Dean's chewing mouth stopped, and he was dazed, "She went to chase her dreams and didn't come back for months, and she didn't contact me much, I almost forgot about her." ā€

"And we're still young, so why worry, just close your eyes and enjoy the moment."

"That's a scumbag," Rust pointed at Dean's nose with a look that looked like he had reacquainted with his friend, "Half a year ago, you would blush when you chatted with girls, but now you've become a big carrot?" ā€

"Thanks for the compliment, people will always change, and it's better to be a scumbag than to be a licking dog."

"Scumbag, licking dogs? Very expressive description, but I seriously disagree! Like me and Britney..."

The two debated fiercely, and the lawyer Lukeville came over with a shy beer belly, accompanied by two glasses of champagne.

"A few words?"

Dean nodded and held up the juice, "No problem, but I don't drink." ā€

"Good habits, such self-discipline at a young age, the future is limitless."

The fat man leaned against the flower bed and looked at Rust, who had left with interest,

"I know you're a pragmatic person, so I won't say so many polite things. Dean, I have investigated your past, and in the last six months, your experience has simply been richer and more wonderful than the average number of years. ā€

"First Lake Mead, then a murder, and finally Abby's, you played a decisive role in all three events." Luckville looked at Dean with a golden glint in his eyes, "You are definitely a rare talent in solving troubles, it is a bit of a talent to continue to be a volunteer at LVPD, how about coming and help me?" ā€

Dean looked at the lawyer in surprise, "I'm sorry, I don't know the laws of Nevada, I can't help you." ā€

"A mature lawyer not only has to provide legal protection for employers, but also asks acquaintances to help investigate and deal with difficult problems when they encounter difficult problems."

Dean was expressionless and stuffed a piece of barbecue pork shoulder into his mouth,

"So you mean to be a private investigator?"

"The nature of the work is similar."

"But I don't have a private detective license yet, is it legal to take your job?"

"Forget what I'm for? I'll take care of the legal issues for you. Lucville smiled confidently, "I'm fairly well-known in Las Vegas, and employers who can afford me are generally modest and well-paid." Therefore, you will definitely not suffer in terms of treatment, and each case will be less than thousands, and more than tens of thousands. ā€

"And this is a part-time job, help get commissions when you have a case, and arrange other times freely, which will not affect your daily life and the study of the graduating class."

Dean wiped the grease off his hands with a napkin, "Mr. Lycville, what are your criteria for accepting the commission?" Dollar? ā€

The lawyer took a sip of champagne, "All lawyers love money, and I am no exception. But beyond that, I also consider the challenge of the commission, the reputation it can bring to me, and the relationship with the client. ā€

"Just like Abby, I have been friends with her parents for more than ten years, I watched her grow up from childhood to adulthood, and loved her as a niece, when I took over this case, the case was already very clear, and all kinds of evidence were extremely unfavorable to Abby, but I couldn't refuse."

Dean nodded, this guy still has a bit of a human touch.

The lawyer saw that he was moving, and pursued him with victory.

"If you have other concerns, then I will let you understand the cause and effect of each case, and let you decide whether to take it over or not."

"I can't find a reason to refuse." Dean smiled and stretched out his hand to shake him, so that in addition to LVPD, he had another channel for events, and at the same time, this could be regarded as expanding his contacts for future work, "But can the signing of the contract be delayed for two months?" I want to take a break until the end of the year. ā€

"No problem." The lawyer raised the champagne glass and touched Dean's juice lightly, and handed out a business card, "I wish us a happy cooperation in advance!" ā€

After putting away the business card, Dian moved his head, "I have a request, when we were investigating Abby's case, we visited an inmate named David Lee in San Quentin Prison in California, and his experience is almost the same as Abby's, he was also wronged. ā€

"And his testimony has played a crucial role in our arrest of the real culprit, can you try to clear his name? We can pay. ā€

The lawyer carefully asked David about his personal information, and then looked embarrassed, "I don't have a license to practice law in California, and it's almost impossible to exonerate him." I can only walk around the relationship, and contact you if there is any progress, otherwise, I can only apologize. ā€

"Well, if you can't clear your name, you can help him improve his situation." Dean said sincerely.

Lucville nodded with a smile and turned to walk towards the crowd without any fuss.

……

After the barbecue dinner, Dean and his companions stayed at Abby's house in the afternoon to watch a horror movie and enjoy the adrenaline thrill, and then a group of people turned on the radio and went crazy in the yard to vent.

In the evening, Dean drove alone to Jenny's house in Old Street, South District.

Crunch –

The door opened, and the owner of the house saw the visitor clearly, and a look of surprise appeared on the old cheeks,

"Come in, Dean, just in time!"

Tribeca grabbed Dean's hand around her waist and pulled him to the kitchen, her old body walking out of her majestic steps.

Dean immediately realized that something was wrong, and his face changed greatly,

"I—I've had dinner!"

The old man smiled back, and a kind wrinkle appeared on his smooth face,

"Young people digest well, it's okay to eat more, this time there is no bean pork rice, but it is also a traditional delicacy not to be missed!"

Dean rubbed his belly full of roast meat and sat down at the table with a sad face, a moment before him a moment of fried black bananas, a very sticky black bean smoked bacon soup, and fried golden crispy fish.

He took a sip of bacon soup, hoping to speed up digestion.

"So you defeated the demon?" The old man put his hands on his knees and looked at him lovingly, like looking at a grandchild who had accomplished some remarkable feat,

"It's hard, but the evil is over, and that thing can no longer create evil." Dean said sincerely, "Your advice has helped me a lot. ā€

"Don't be modest, it's you, I've lived for more than sixty years, and this is the first time I've heard of someone catching a Zombie." The old man wiped a few cloudy old tears from the corners of his eyes, stroked his chest and closed his eyes and recited the eulogy in Spanish, but Dean did not understand.

"Don't worry, I'll keep it tight for you and bring everything into the coffin." The old man solemnly promised and asked, "Now let's talk about it, what are the similarities and differences between the demon and the description in the book?" ā€

"More powerful, in addition to the ability to transform and attract human demons, it also has strong vitality, super resilience, and it is difficult to kill it with ordinary firearms."

"It's a medium-sized humanoid creature with dark green scales and folds on its skin, like a melted candle."

"After the Eater takes on the form of someone else, it can still kill it by cutting off its head and destroying its brain."

Dean simplified the process of his fight with the Eater of the Dead and the details of the supernatural, and nothing else.

Tribeca sat on the couch next to her, took out a tome and a pen, and added and deleted them.

The two chatted and recorded at the same time, half an hour later.

Dean unknowingly settled another half bowl of roasted bananas and three grilled fish.

With his strong physical attributes and iron man talent, his big stomach level has skyrocketed.

Tribeca put down her pen and smiled with satisfaction as she looked at the new clay-like image and the new descriptions on the book.

Dean then asked,

"There should be more than one Eater of the Dead, right?"

"Well, the exact number is unknown, but they seem to be used to going it alone."

Dean breathed a sigh of relief, now that he didn't have to worry about retaliation from his kind, and as soon as his mood relaxed, a place name that Tim had mentioned once popped up in his mind.

"Do you know what the Hellscape is?"

"I want to think about it... Well, most religious doctrines of Jehovah are written," Tribeca said, holding up her reading glasses, "a place between heaven and hell, called the Wanderer's Forest, where souls who are not punished for their sins and are not blessed to live with God dwell." ā€

Dean thoughtful, Soul Hell, Wanderer's Forest?

Could the green forest that Alvin saw during his near-death experience be the Hell?

Tribeca continued,

"I don't really believe in the so-called good and evil spirits, heaven and hell, if they really exist, then they should represent other dimensions."

Dean nodded, and there was a chance to find out later.

"Tribeca, the Zombie Eater's case is over, can you tell me stories about other legendary species? Like Wendigo, werewolves, vampires..."

Some of these legendary species are real and thus leave traces in history, while others are purely human fabrications.

There is an expert in front of me, learn more knowledge from her to increase the inspiration reserve, and when you encounter the corresponding cases in the future, you will not be confused.

"You're going to be a monster hunter?" Tribeca quietly added a bowl of soup to him,

"Maybe, but I'll only strike at evil monsters." Dean smiled, "So we're decided?" I'm going to spend a few nights a week learning with you. ā€

"You're always welcome, kid."

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