The source of disaster in the Marvel world

Chapter 44 Hell Detective Constantine

"Oh damn, I feel dizzy."

Constantine woke up in a daze and turned his head slightly, but the weakness and numbness all over his body made him feel very bad.

His head turning movement was also very laborious, to the point where Constantine felt that the only area he could control was the area above his neck.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it felt as if I had arrived at a hospital. The square and square metal walls were not decorated at all, and there was nothing else except a bright incandescent lamp.

But if there was a normal bed, Constantine would really feel like he was in a hospital.

At this moment, he was lying naked on the metal bed, with his limbs clasped by metal rings.

Through his nose, which is not very sensitive due to smoking, he can smell the strong smell of formalin and disinfectant on the metal bed.

This shows that there are no less than a hundred corpses placed on this metal bed, or to be precise, this experimental table.

Even if the user carefully cleans it with disinfectant every time, the smell of the corpse itself and the smell of formalin have penetrated into the countertop.

What's more, Constantine, who has something that can see alien worlds, has discovered countless soul fragments attached to this bed.

In normal times, Constantine would definitely use deception or intimidation to get the bed holder to give up the bed to him.

After all, if you have so many items, even items with soul fragments are the materials for good magic items.

However, now is not the time to think about this, isn't it? His dry throat proves that he has been unconscious for a long time, and being naked makes him not feel very good.

"Hey is there anyone, damn is there anyone?"

Feeling that he had regained some strength, Constantine began to shout

"Oh my God, there's a hell of a person here."

His hands and feet began to gradually regain consciousness, and Constantine began to twist his body, hands and feet, trying to find a way to unlock the metal ring that held him.

"Hello, you're awake. I'm really sorry. I didn't know very well that your physical fitness would be so weak. I thought you would be like the superheroes I often meet, so the amount of anesthesia I used seemed to be so high. A little more."

A clear voice sounded in front of him, and Constantine stopped struggling.

He tried to raise his head to see where the sound came from, but after trying several times, he couldn't do it, so he shouted helplessly.

"Hey girl, can you give me a glass of water? I feel like I'm dying of thirst and how long have I been unconscious?"

"Hey, because of my miscalculation, you have been in a coma for two days and two nights. Wizards like you are really weak in physical strength, so I am very curious about how you treat your enemies."

Betsy poured a glass of water and asked Constantine curiously. It would be great if she could get some information by the way.

Seeing Betsy's 15-year-old face, Constantine drank the water Betsy handed over with a little embarrassment, and then talked to Betsy.

"Can you get me a blanket? I don't mind if I'm like this, but it's not very good, is it?"

Betsy glanced at it, then turned around and poured a glass of water as normal.

"For scientific researchers who do biological research, I dare not say this state, but I have seen it thousands of times. Rather than talking about this, I am more interested in how you stuffed such a thick magic scroll into you. There, doesn’t it hurt when you walk?”

"Oh Shet"

Constantine was so surprised that he was speechless and looked at Betsy with a perverted look.

"Don't look at me like that. My maid No. [-] did the work of taking out the magic scroll. Although her proficiency is not very good now, well, I guess you don't want to know how she does it, no? Let’s talk about our commission.”

Betsy gave Constantine another glass of water and winked at him playfully.

"Oh Shet, you don't look like you are helping a client at all."

Constantine roared with some annoyance,

"Let me go quickly damn it"

"Okay, okay, I'll let you go. If you can help me, the commission from the previous negotiation can be doubled. How about I'm easy to talk to."

Betsy untied Constantine, and he started doing it awkwardly. He picked up the hospital gown next to him and put it on on the spot. Betsy didn't mind, and he didn't have anything to be ashamed of.

"Give me back what I have on me, damn the cigarettes. Oh my god~ I feel like I'm going to die."

He hadn't smoked for two days and two nights, which made him feel extremely irritable.

A blond woman wearing a maid uniform and glasses walked in at Betsy's signal, holding a tray in her hand with neatly arranged items, all of which were pulled off Constantine's body.

Constantine stepped forward quickly, picked up the cigarette, and lit one hastily.

"Come back to life"

Constantine took a long puff of smoke comfortably and spat out the smoke at the maid very maliciously, but he soon realized something was wrong.

"dead"

The smoke surrounded the maid, but there was no air movement caused by breathing around it. Constantine observed this very carefully. After all, detectives were also his business scope. After taking a puff of the cigarette, Constantine also calmed down. There's something weird everywhere.

At first, he tested it with exorcism smoke. He found that the other party was a human being, at least not a devil or a ghost. Well, it was literal.

But in the alley behind, the weird techniques and attack methods can prove that she is a super human. In addition, she just revealed that she is doing biological research.

The maid in front of him, Constantine saw through his own eyes that she had some soul fragments on her body, and they were not from the same person, indicating that the other person's body was assembled from multiple bodies.

But the randomly scattered soul fragments were messy and had no trace of processing at all, which not only proved that the other party had no knowledge of the soul, but also proved that the other party's biological transformation technology was powerful.

"Then can we have a good talk?"

Betsy ignored what was going on in Constantine's rapidly rotating little head and found a place to sit nearby, quietly waiting for the other party's answer.

Constantine couldn't understand the other party at all, so he tried his best to catch himself, and then let him go easily, and also returned his magic props to himself.

You know, even if the opponent is powerful and has all kinds of props, Constantine can still escape from this Muggle who has no understanding of magic.

This also made Constantine feel confused, and he asked tentatively.

"I really can't help you solve the things on your body. It's not at the level of exorcism anymore. I might have to accompany you, so just give up. I won't help."

“It’s no longer the level of exorcism.”

Betsy actually knew very well that the scenes she saw in the vision were enough to make people like Betsy who knew nothing about magic feel the seriousness of the matter.

So Betsy had no intention of directly relying on simple exorcism to solve her problems.

"But, you can at least tell me the origin of this thing, or how I should solve it, right? Of course, you can also choose to refuse directly. After all, I am not a devil."

Betsy spread her hands to prove that she was harmless, but the next words made Constantine, who was relieved, mention it again.

"I'm not very clear about magic, but I'm quite knowledgeable about science. Touch your little heart and maybe you'll get some surprises."

Betsy looked at Constantine playfully. After touching his heart, the latter's face turned very pale. It was obvious that the little gift Betsy left on him had an effect.

"Two heartbeats"

Constantine didn't think that this harmless-looking little girl would be kind enough to install two hearts or something for herself. He looked at the girl unhappily, waiting for her explanation.

"Oh don't look at me like that, my cutie"

Betsy smiled playfully and continued.

"Your reputation is not very good. Hell Detective Constantine, liar, scum, and villain have appeared more than once in your investigation report. Basically, few of your companions are still alive. , and your life is still very moist."

Betsy smiled evilly, looking at Constantine who was getting worse and worse.

"A person like you is actually not without benefits, right? At least you value your life very much and can be unprincipled. Therefore, I gave you a small gift when you were in a coma."

Betsy stood up, walked to Constantine, and looked at him.

"It will allow you to help me well. At the very least, you will not play tricks on me about things that I know nothing about. Because I am alive, you can also live. Don't put on such an expression and smile. This is the time. Happy, aren’t you?”

Her eyes had begun to flow with a magma-like luster, and the corners of her mouth were cracked, revealing a smile that made Constantine's hair stand on end. The long-term inability to sleep, coupled with the problems in her soul, and the voice that was always whispering in Betsy's ears, made her Betsy's condition was already very bad.

"Oh shit"

Constantine complained. The other party's mental state was already very serious. This feeling was very similar to the prelude to being possessed by the devil.

"Well, calm down first. For the sake of my life, I will help you with all my heart, but the commission will be increased 10 times. This is not a small problem for you. And at least you have to tell me what the hell is going on in my body. , I don’t want to keep carrying this thing with me after I help you get it done.

"Oh, you can understand that little thing as the Talisman of Life and Death version 2.0. To talk about it, we have to go back to a long, long time ago, in that distant ancient country in the East..."

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