[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

That night, Fast left a special phone call to facilitate follow-up communication with Constantine.

The next day, Fast asked Constantine out without notifying Peter, because it had nothing to do with Peter.

More importantly, what Fast wants to talk to Constantine should not be known to others.

Fast supported his head and sat by the window. He stirred the tea in the cup with a small spoon, and focused on the window.

It was the movement of Constantine sitting on the sofa opposite him that made Fast look away from the window.

"Why do you choose this kind of place every time?" Constantine complained, there was a striking no-smoking sign posted on the door of this damned cafe.

This is a commercial street, with countless shops and restaurants, crowded with people, and it is the most unsuitable place for conversation in Constantine's mind.

Probably because Konstantin shaved his beard today, which made him look less depressed than before, and people around him kept looking at them.

This made Constantine feel even less safe.

Did Fast have any special thoughts on choosing this place?For example, the more crowded the place, the safer it is.

Fast glanced lightly at Constantine. "Maybe it's because I've dated someone else?"

Constantine raised his eyebrows, Faster has dated someone else? "I thought you said that our meeting today was a private matter? In order to meet you alone, I specially pushed the 'date' with the Archangel."

Yes, Constantine shamelessly went to Archangel Gabriel for help again today, although he clearly remembered that the last time they met, he scolded that snob bloody.

But meeting Fast now is obviously more important than meeting that snobby angel.

Since Fast is so sure of winning, Constantine can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

At this time, Fast's cell phone rang, and Fast made a silent gesture, and Constantine raised his eyebrows and did not continue talking.

Fast answered the phone. "Clark? You're here already? So early? Maybe you have to wait for me a little longer."

Fast turned his gaze out of the window. From his angle, he could just see Clark Kent with his back turned to him, and the man in white T-shirt turned his back to the cafe and made a phone call.

Fast's position was so good that he could see where he had agreed with Clark Kent, but Clark Kent would never look in their direction.

Because the direction of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology is the direction Clark is facing at this time, Clark thought he was in the school today, so he would naturally look in the direction of the school.

Clark originally wanted to go to school to pick up Faster, but Faster refused.

But now it is almost half an hour before the time agreed by Fast and Clark.

Fast had figured out Clark a long time ago. Clark was a time-conscious person. He would arrive at the appointed place half an hour earlier for this appointment.

This is exactly what Fast needs. The conversation between Fast and Constantine will not exceed half an hour. After the conversation with Constantine, he will immediately go to Clark.

seamless.

"The road on my side is a bit blocked, don't worry, don't pick me up."

Fast talked to Clark a few more words before hanging up.

Constantine naturally noticed Fast's gaze looking out of the window, and he also understood the meaning revealed in Fast's words. Fast's boyfriend was waiting for him outside, and Fast lied to find time to spend time with him. chat.

Constantine joked without any malice: "That's your boyfriend? You're meeting me privately when you're dating your boyfriend."

Fast didn't care about the temptation in Constantine's words.

Fast said very directly: "He is Superman, he can keep our next conversation in absolute secrecy."

"What do you mean?" Constantine looked at the figure with his back to them calmly.

Superman didn't notice what was happening behind him.

"Before that, I need to let you know about the guy who took my soul."

"It's different from those demons. The demon will only brand your soul to prove that your soul belongs to it. The demon will take your soul when you die."

Fast took a sip of coffee leisurely, as if he was talking about something irrelevant.

The location they chose is relatively remote, and few people will pass by them, let alone hear the unbelievable things they say.

Fast pointed to his heart. "It can talk to me in the body."

Constantine narrowed his eyes, and his mind was quickly thinking about what Fast might encounter, parasitic demons?Demon homology?

But in fact, no matter which one it is, it is impossible to completely match Fast's symptoms.

"It can also see all the things I've been through and hear what I have to say."

There is a thing that knows what it has been doing, it has everything in its hands, but it doesn't know anything about it, and it can't make people relax at all.

For people like Constantine and Fast.

It's like a poisonous snake is lying on your body, with its icy snake eyes open, spitting out a message, it may bite your neck off at any time.

"What do you mean when you say Superman is around, that means absolute secrecy?" Constantine asked.

Fast doesn't want to hide anything now, he knows that Constantine will not tell it, because it will not be of any benefit to Constantine.

And Constantine has no one else to say.

More importantly, Fast wondered if it was possible for Constantine to know about the thing inside him.

Fast shrugged. He rested one hand on the glass table top, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table top, half lying on his arm and tilting his head.

Fast said: "That guy, let's call him the system. Normally, it will only reply to me if I call it."

"Ask a question." Constantine leisurely raised a hand. "What did you call it for?"

Fast put on a standard polite smile. "Know the way."

Seeing Constantine's puzzled expression, Fast added the last sentence: "It's equivalent to a GPS navigation or something."

Constantine suddenly lost his words.

Of course, Faster knew that Constantine would not believe his so-called 'GPS navigation'. If it was just GPS navigation, Faster would not have found him specifically. I am afraid there are more, Faster is unwilling to disclose of.

"The system had a huge reaction the first time I saw Superman."

"That was after Superman and I separated, before I knew he was Superman."

"It told me it was Superman, and it said that Superman would find out about my secrets, my identity or something."

"Wait, can I know? Your identity." Naturally, Constantine would not let go of this opportunity to reveal Fast's identity.

"It's nothing, man. I'll tell you, just not in this part." Fast gave a light smile.

Constantine shrugged and said nothing more.

Fast went on to say: "You will also be skeptical about the sudden statement of the 'system'."

Constantine nodded. As Fast said, the system suddenly spoke while it had been silent, which was indeed enough to make people doubt its motives.

"Later, I thought of some ways to get very close to Superman. When Superman is nearby, no matter how I call the system, it will not appear."

"But when I'm away from Superman.."

"Call him again, will he appear again?" Constantine continued.

Fast nodded. "As it said to me angrily, if it is there, Superman will not be there. If Superman is there, then it will not be here."

"After many times of research and guessing, I think it's not as simple as being angry. Probably, if Superman is nearby, it will be blocked from the signal and unable to capture my information."

"That's why he told me 'it's angry' to numb me."

Constantine glanced at Fast with some approval. Fast's ideas are very bold, and so are his actions.

"Haven't you ever thought about it, what if it's not what you said?"

Fast maintained a false smile, he picked up two ice cubes and threw them into the coffee cup, then raised his head. "I'll never be able to prove this. It's a gamble. Life is always like this. Gamble, gamble, gamble, isn't it?"

"But this is the last time, and I will only mention it to you alone."

Constantine stared at Fast's deep and crazy eyes, and he was shocked.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but pull out a similar smile with Fast.

He and Fast are of the same kind.

"Tell me, how did you put your soul under pressure?" Constantine restrained his smile and showed a lazy expression again.

Fast's situation is different from that of Constantine. Constantine's soul was only declared to belong to it by the First Fallen, but his soul is still clean and not covered by any contract.

Fast is different. Fast's soul has been taken away. Normally, if a person loses his soul, then that body will become an empty shell.

But Fast is clearly not an empty shell.

The only thing that can be explained is that Fast's soul is still in his body, but Fast is indeed unable to enter hell, which proves that his soul does not belong to him.

Therefore, Fast's soul should be in the 'system', and the system is in Fast's body.

"Fate." Fast said lightly.

Constantine tilted his head. He had never heard of the idea of ​​mortgaging his soul to demons to survive the mortal crisis. It can be said that some evil demons are like this.

That kind of demon will appear when someone is about to die. The stronger the despair, the more delicious the soul will be. Demons are also picky eaters, especially young people who are about to die in an accident. They like it the most.

They will appear, sign a contract with the dying person, let him mortgage his soul to him, and then the devil will give that person more time to stay in the world, in fact, it will not exceed two years.

After all, demons are greedy and profane things. In order to collect soul rewards as soon as possible, they will create some "little accidents" to speed up the death of the soul holder.

There is also a kind of demon, he will hold the life of a dying person, let his life and soul be in its hands, and then drive that person to do things for him.

Give one of the most classic examples, GhostRider (Evil Ghost Rider).

The great demon Mephisto signed a contract with humans and turned them into its apostles. He possessed the essence of his enemy Zatanos on humans and made them become ghost knights who harvested souls for him.

In the end, however, the Ghost Rider of the Vengeful Spirit turned against Mephitos and killed him.

Ghost Rider has become an urban legend that is now running on the highway in San Francisco to protect human souls and punish rape and eliminate evil.

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