American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

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"Okay, the greatest detective of all time, Constantine, has already investigated the results 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 and read the newspaper. He put the newspaper down a little, 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 cut the Hawke's head off was named Invins Falcone, and the man who sawed Ritchie up didn't know his name, 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 sofa opposite, Konstantin came over and sat down, Schiller said to him: "I guess you should go Go to hell, find the souls of these two hapless victims, and ask about their own?"

"This is the **** detective." Constantine spread his hands and said, "I said it all, the point is hell."

"I can go directly to **** to find the soul of the dead and ask questions. There is no eucalyptus in this world that I can't check."

"...Did you go to school?" Schiller asked him suddenly.

"Of course I did, and I went to university in London for a while."

"Then when you take the test, if you only write one score, will you get points?"

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

"Although I haven't seen the person named Yin Wensi, Falcone is the surname of the godfather, and Yin Wensi should be his son."

"The godfather's son killed the godfather's subordinates..." Constantine let out a breath of smoke, narrowed his eyes, and said with a bit of emotion, "Perhaps it's because the former king is old, and the young lion is showing his 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. If the godfather's heir wants to take the throne, he must first remove these few. a pillar."

"When he went to visit Hawke, Hawke would not have any doubts, because he was the son of the godfather after all, so that person named Yinwensi invited Hawke to the reception room, and then cut off his head."

"And then Rich's death also makes sense. The man in black and yellow armor that Rich saw should be a killer or a mercenary, because only people of this profession would dress like this."

"It was Yin Wensi who hired this killer to kill Richie, just to further weaken the godfather's power."

"After I started with Lawrence, the godfather's heir wisely seized the opportunity, as long as he used the same method to create murder after me, then he could push everything to the serial killer. on..."

"In this way, all of this is a conspiracy of little Falcone. He wants to usurp the position of the godfather, so he uses the serial murder case as an excuse to eliminate dissidents..."

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

"Basically all wrong."

Constantine raised his eyebrows and said, "It can't be 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, even if your method is suspected of cheating, it works very well in the vast majority of cases. It is simply accurate to identify the murderer by a dead victim. ."

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

"The situation you mentioned may occur in other cities and other forces, but in Gotham this is a place that is chaotic to a lake of mud, and anything unreasonable can happen."

"So what went wrong?"

Constantine frowned, leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, and said, "There's nothing wrong with the name Invins Falcone, Hawke told me himself that he was the murderer, I I'm sure he wasn't lying."

"No, even the name is wrong, because the person who killed Hawke was not named Invins Falcone, but Alberto Falcone, who was Invins' brother ."

"Twin brothers?" Constantine's fingertips twitched.

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

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

"Oh...that's a bit of a shame." Constantine waved his hand and said, "Who knows that he has a second personality, except a psychiatrist? Even the victim doesn't know it, it can't be done through reasoning. of."

"Although it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible. If you investigate carefully, you will know that most people's comments on Yin Wensi are 'indecisive', and he is unlikely to have the courage to kill because he wants to be in power. My father's subordinate."

"At least you can know that the relationship between the godfather and his son is not bad, the conflict between the two of them is not so intense, and now they are starting to seize the throne..."

"Well, it's because I didn't investigate carefully, so I replaced Yin Wensi with Falberto. Is there any problem with the motive and method?" Constantine's voice was a little hoarse.

"Although the relationship between Alberto and the godfather is really bad, maybe he really wants to replace the godfather, but he has no reason to hire a killer to kill Richie, like you said, if he can kill Hawke, then You can use the same method to kill Rich, there is absolutely no need to fake someone else's hand."

"Well, it seems that I'm not really a detective..." Constantine spread his hands and said, "The first detective career of the **** detective is over..."

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

"Constantine, you are walking between heaven and hell. You are dealing with cunning demons. Even the most terrifying demon king in **** can't help you."

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

Schiller stood up, and he went to the bookshelf behind the desk, where Constantine began to shiver violently as he took one cigarette after another.

Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore, and leaned on the sofa as if losing his strength.

His face was pale, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and the pain made him twitch.

In the dim line of sight, he saw that Schiller was standing opposite him, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a wine glass in the other, and poured the wine into it by aligning the mouth of the bottle with the wine glass.

When the wine was poured into Constantine's mouth, he sat up as if woken up, and then looked around a little dazedly. Finally, he looked up and saw Schiller's head turned into a slowly spinning globe.

Constantine let out a breath. Even in the dream, his fingertips were trembling. He lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth again, and it was better.

"Even one second before death, people can dream. In other words, this is a good time to dream. The revolving light of life is the best dream."

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

"But I know..." Accompanied by the words, Constantine sighed: "...It can't be blamed on the Dream God."

With the smoke rising, Constantine began his narration.

"Before I was born, I had a brother, we were twins, and we shared the space in my mother's belly and the nourishment she gave us."

"One day, in my mother's belly, I strangled him with the umbilical cord, and before I was born, I killed my own brother, and then took all the space and nutrients."

"And this also caused my mother to bleed heavily on the way to give birth and die in childbirth. When I was born, I killed my own mother."

"My mother died because of me, so my father hated me so much that when he committed a crime and went to jail, I was placed in foster care with other relatives."

"It was during this life that I got into magic, and after my father got out of prison, in revenge for his indifference, I cursed him with the magic I had just learned, and he didn't die, but became very weak and miserable. "

"Then I started playing around the world as a band member, causing more trouble, killing more people, and in an accident that put me in a psychiatric hospital, I woke up to myself The realization of fate, and then seeing it all..."

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

"We are twins, I have unparalleled magical talent, and he has it, and the curse he turned has always surrounded me, hiding under the bed every night, taking away my sweet dreams, and I know, he wants More than these."

"He just tormented me, made me miserable and broke, and then killed me."

"This curse is eroding my body little by little, from dreams to soul to body, and it brings me severe pain. For several years, I have tried all the exorcism rituals~www.NovelMTL.com~ but nothing effect."

"why?"

"When I killed him, he was not yet born. After his soul became cursed, he was born with me. We are one person, so any exorcism ceremony will not work..."

"But I have to solve this problem, because he's about to kill me..." Constantine coughed twice, he relaxed and leaned on the back of the sofa, looking somewhat enjoying himself, he said: "Enter your For a moment in the dream space, I was stunned, I haven't been so relaxed for many years."

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

"Yes, 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 the dream god, and maybe Morpheus can have a solution."

"But before I came, I didn't have much hope, because in the last meeting with the Dream God, he told me that he couldn't give me beautiful dreams. I don't know why, but maybe he was expressing his rejection."

"Therefore, I also prepared another set of plans."

"what is 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 related to fetuses, infants, and children. It's all up to the ghost mother."

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

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