In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 307: 3 Detectives (11)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"Alright, Constantine, the greatest detective ever, has found the result you want." Constantine stood in the middle of the reception room of Schiller Manor with a cigarette in his mouth.

Schiller leaned on the sofa to read the newspaper. He put the newspaper down a little bit, exposed his eyes, looked at Constantine, and asked him: "What did you find out?"

"It's the murderer of those two murders, didn't you ask me to investigate this?"

"Then what did you find out?"

"The man who beheaded Hawke was named Evans Falcone, and the man who sawed Rich was not known, but he was wearing black and yellow armor..."

Schiller closed the newspaper in his hand, then folded the newspaper and put it aside, he pointed to the opposite sofa, Constantine came and sat down, Schiller said to him: "I guess, you should Go to hell, find the souls of these two hapless victims, and ask them about themselves?"

"This is Hell Detective." Constantine spread his hands and said, "I've said it all, the point is hell."

"I can go directly to **** to ask the souls of the dead. There is no case in this world that I can't investigate."

"...Have you ever been to school?" Schiller asked him suddenly.

"Of course I did, I also studied at a university in London for a while."

"Then when you take the exam, if you only write one score, will you get a score?"

"Uh..." Constantine touched the stubble on his chin and said, "Well, I can reverse the process from the result."

"Although I have never seen the man named Evans, but Falcone is the surname of the godfather, so Evans should be his son."

"The son of the godfather killed the subordinates of the godfather..." Constantine breathed out a puff of smoke, narrowed his eyes, and said with a little emotion: "Perhaps it is because the former king is old, and the young lion is shining With fangs..."

"If the prince wants to seize the throne, he must first cut off the wings of the old imperial party. As far as I know, the Twelve Families are the core force for the godfather to rule Gotham. Drop these pillars."

"When he went to visit Hawke, Hawke wouldn't have any suspicions, because he was the godfather's son after all, and just like that, the man named Evans invited Hawke into the reception room, and then cut him off. His head."

"The death of Ricky also made sense later. The man in black and yellow armor that Ricky saw should be a killer or a mercenary, because only people with this profession would dress like this."

"It was Evans who hired this killer to kill Rich, just to further weaken the Godfather's power."

"After I made a start with Lawrence, the heir to the godfather cleverly seized this opportunity. As long as he uses the same method to create a murder after me, then he can push everything to the serial murder case On the murderer..."

"That's it, all of this is a conspiracy by Falcone Jr. He wants to usurp the position of the godfather, so he uses the serial murder as an excuse to eliminate dissidents..."

"...How about this reasoning?" Constantine looked at Schiller.

"Basically all wrong."

Konstantin raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not all wrong, right? Even if there may be mistakes in the process, the result is at least right, right?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "I have to admit that even if your method is suspected of cheating, it works well in most cases. It's almost impossible for a dead victim to identify the murderer." Couldn't be more accurate."

"But this is Gotham, Constantine..." Schiller looked at Constantine and said, "You've been here for several days, haven't you realized that everything here is absurd?"

"The situation you mentioned may happen in other cities and other forces, but Gotham is a chaotic place where anything unreasonable can happen."

"So what's wrong?"

Konstantin frowned, leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, and said, "Evans Falcone is never wrong with the name, Hawke told me himself that he was the murderer , I can be sure that he is not lying."

"No, even the name is wrong, because the man who killed Hawk was not called Evans Falcone, but Alberto Falcone, and Alberto belonged to Evans Brother."

"Twin brothers?" Constantine's fingertips trembled.

"But I heard that Falcone has only one son."

"Physically speaking, he does have only one son. Have you ever heard of dual personality?"

"Oh...that's a bit of a shame." Constantine waved his hand and said, "Except for a psychiatrist, who would know that he has a second personality? Even the victim doesn't know, it's not through reasoning It can be done.”

"Although it is a bit difficult, it is not completely impossible. If you have investigated carefully, you will know that most people's comments on Evans are 'indecisive'. Go kill your father's subordinates."

"At least you can know that the relationship between the godfather and his son is not bad. The conflict between the two of them has not been so intense that they are now fighting for the throne..."

"Okay, this is because I didn't investigate carefully, so replace Evans with Falberto, there is no problem with the motive and method?" Constantine's voice was a little hoarse.

"Although the relationship between Alberto and the godfather is indeed not good, maybe he really wants to replace the godfather, but he has no reason to hire a killer to kill Rich, just like you said, he can kill Hawke, Then you can use the same method to kill Rich, there is no need to fake someone else."

"Well, it seems that I'm really not a detective..." Constantine spread his hands and said, "This is the end of Hell Detective's first detective career..."

He took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the thick smoke billowed from between his mouth and nose, covering half of his face like a mask, making it impossible to see his clenched teeth and twitching corners of his mouth clearly .

"Konstantin, you walk between heaven and hell, and all you deal with are cunning demons. Even the most terrifying demon king in **** can't do anything to you."

"Even if the focus of the detective from **** is not to be a detective, you shouldn't ignore so many details and come up with such a sloppy process and result, unless..."

Schiller stood up, and he walked to the bookshelf behind the desk. Constantine smoked one cigarette after another, and his hand began to tremble violently.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, and leaned on the sofa as if he had lost his strength.

His face was pale, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the severe pain made his whole body start to twitch.

During his dim vision, he saw Schiller standing opposite him, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a wine glass in the other, aiming the mouth of the bottle at the glass and pouring wine into it.

When the wine was poured into Constantine's mouth, he sat up as if awakened, and then looked around in a daze. Finally, he looked up and saw Schiller's head turned into a slowly rotating globe.

Konstantin let out a breath, even in his dream, his fingertips trembled a little, he lit another cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, and it was a little better.

"Even in the second before death, people can dream, or in other words, this is a good time to dream, and the revolving lantern of life is the best dream."

"...Really?" Constantine slowly turned his head and looked out the window, he said, "...I have never had a good dream."

"But I know..." Along with the words, Constantine sighed: "...It can't be blamed on the Oneiroi."

Along with the smoke, Constantine began his narration.

"Before I was born, I had a brother. We are twins. We share the space in my mother's belly and the nutrients she gives us."

"One day, in my mother's womb, I strangled him with the umbilical cord. Before I was born, I killed my elder brother, and then took away all the space and nutrients."

"And this also caused my mother to bleed heavily during childbirth, and died of dystocia. When I was just born, I killed my own mother."

"My mother died because of me, so my father hated me very much. When he committed a crime and went to prison, I was fostered with other relatives."

"It was also during this life that I came into contact with magic. After my father was released from prison, in order to avenge his indifference, I cursed him with the magic I had just learned. He didn't die, but became very weak and pain.”

"Then I started playing around the world as a band member, causing more trouble, killing more people, and in an accident that landed me in a psychiatric hospital, I woke up I learned about my own destiny, and then I saw all this..."

"More importantly, I saw a shadow that has always been with me, that is my elder brother, who was killed by me before he was born, my own brother, he did not die, but It became a curse that haunts me forever..."

"The two of us are twins. I have an unparalleled talent for magic, and so does he. The curse he turned into has always surrounded me, hiding under the bed every night, taking away my dreams, and I know that he I want more than that."

"He just wanted to torture me, make me suffer and collapse, and then kill me."

"This curse is eroding my body bit by bit, from dreams to soul, and then to the body, bringing me severe pain. For several years, I have tried all the exorcism rituals~IndoMTL.com~ but None worked."

"Why?"

"When I killed him, he was not yet born. After his soul became a curse, he was born with me. We are one person, so any exorcism will be useless..."

"But I have to solve this problem, because he is about to kill me..." Constantine coughed twice, he relaxed his body, leaned on the back of the sofa, and seemed to enjoy it, he said: " The moment I entered your dream space, I was stunned, I have not been so relaxed in many years."

The rhythm of Constantine's smoking finally slowed down, and the smoke became thinner. Schiller asked, "So it's because of your brother that you want to go to the Oneiroi?"

"That's right, because I found that he seems to be able to interfere with my dreams and bring me all kinds of nightmares. I think this may be related to Oneiroi, and maybe Murphys can have a solution."

"But before I came, I didn't have much hope, because the last time I met with Oneiroi, he told me that he couldn't give me sweet dreams. I don't know why, but maybe he was expressing his rejection. .”

"So, I have another plan."

"What's that?"

"Laurena Sanchez, a ghost mother who specializes in dealing with children." Constantine narrowed his eyes and said, "The curse wrapped around me is the image of a fetus, and everything has to do with fetuses, infants, Everything about the child is under the control of the mother ghost."

"Laurena has been in Gotham for a long time, but not because she likes to stay here, but because her grandmother once made a contract with a mysterious force here..."

"And that mysterious force is called... Owl Priest."