Upon hearing this, Hong Fei's eyebrows moved slightly.

Constantine stared closely at his expression. His eyes moved at first when he saw this, but as time passed, he couldn't help but frown and become confused.

"Why don't you ask me?"

"You can't say it yourself?"

Constantine was silent for a moment and said with a sigh: "After our first meeting, I did two things. First, I returned to the scene of the car accident. After my inspection and judgment, I found that the environment there was

It doesn't make any of the seven dead people become ghosts. You know, ordinary people will either go to hell or heaven after death, and there is basically no chance of turning into the weird things you see, so this is very problematic.

Then I started to do the second thing, tracking your breath. I went in the opposite direction to New York and found the place where your breath first appeared. Guess what I found?"

Hong Fei looked at him indifferently.

Constantine curled his lips, took out a wad of toilet paper from his arms, carefully peeled it off and put it on the table. A small amount of black dust accumulated on the white paper.

Hong Fei glanced at it and frowned...

Constantine looked at his furrowed eyebrows and smiled: "This is something that is left behind when the devil passes by. It is a unique magic material left after being burned by the flames of hell. Since you know that I can do magic,

Then you should know that I won’t admit this thing wrong.”

Hong Fei nodded.

"Who do you think it is?"

"I don't know, this is beyond the scope of my ability. I can only tell you that there was a pit left where you appeared. I guess there must have been a lot of movement at that time. Maybe this happened to attract the devil's attention, and then

He has been secretly watching you, but what I don’t understand is why he didn’t attack you directly. Let me guess again, this should be related to the method you used to eliminate that thing? "

Hong Fei did not answer, but simply closed his eyes and recalled, the situation at that time quickly passed through his mind.

Constantine added: "According to the time calculation, it should be late at night when you appeared. The devil at that time did not need to worry too much, so this is the first doubt. I followed your breath and walked your way again.

, you climbed to the top of the mountain and suddenly turned around and walked back. Then you walked all the way and picked up a set of clothes belonging to the male owner near a ranch. This not only made me sure that you were not from here, but also made me feel that you didn’t know.

You will suddenly come here. Then, you should have met the deceased in the car accident, I mean when they were alive, and then you will have met the scene after their car accident, and you should also have seen the corpses. The most interesting thing among them is

What?"

Hong Fei shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth: "You should be a policeman. Are you interested, Officer Constantine?"

Constantine ignored his sarcastic words and continued: "It's a devil. It must follow you the whole time, otherwise there will be no ghosts. But since he is interested in you, why not do it yourself and waste time instead?"

To create a ghost to harass you?"

Hong Fei responded directly: "Testing."

"Yes, I also think it is a test. He is interested in you, but he is not absolutely sure about you." Constantine suddenly leaned forward: "So, who are you?"

Hong Fei rolled his eyes at him, and then thought to himself.

Constantine may be right.

The devil didn't take action, maybe because he noticed something unusual under his seal, but the power of the seal comes from Odin, not just any devil can feel it. If it can sense it, then it should know that Hong Fei is now

The state will not be his opponent.

Then conversely guess that if the opponent is very weak, then it may be afraid of the Sif Sword that was in his bag at that time, because it is a real divine sword.

In addition, it is also possible that Superman was not far away at the time.

He also met Clark the next day, which proved that the opponent had been coming in the direction of Hong Fei. If the devil took action, there was no guarantee that Clark would not suddenly change his clothes and fly over and beat him until he called him daddy.

But if it is a very weak demon, how can it follow him around the clock without causing any abnormalities?

Hong Fei glanced at Constantine.

Putting the question aside for the moment, he chuckled and said: "You have been trying your best to avoid me paying attention to you, and you even pretended to be a person who regards wealth as life. Why did you suddenly change your temper and show it to me on purpose?

Intelligence?"

Constantine didn't retort, he just smiled: "It's very simple. I have always believed that if you want to make friends with others, you must show your own value. Even the simplest use can be the birth of friendship.

The starting point. In addition, I want to correct one thing. I am not pretending, I really like money, especially the way you throw the gold bars to me."

Hong Fei's smile suddenly disappeared: "I'm sorry, I don't want to be friends with you. It's enough for us to maintain the simplest and cleanest employment relationship."

Constantine closed his mouth and pretended to be embarrassed. He rolled his eyes and took out a new business card and handed it to Hong Fei: "Okay, if you need help, you can call me at any time. I'll give it to you."

You get 20% off.”

When Hong Fei saw the results, he just crossed out the phone number on the original business card and wrote a new number. He turned around and threw the business card into the trash can with precision, put down his legs and sat up straight: "Why don't we try another way?

.”

"What?" Constantine's eye muscles twitched.

Hong Fei put a smile on his face again: "You, do something for me when I need it, no matter the time, you can't refuse, you will pay half before and after, at least 20,000 at a time, there is no cap according to the difficulty. No talk about feelings,

Just talk about money.”

Constantine suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Officer Hong, this is too harsh. It's okay regardless of time. Why can't you refuse? What if you ask me to commit suicide?"

"You can rest assured, I won't let you kill anyone."

"That's hard to say. If I don't kill people, there are a lot of things I can't do, such as breaking the law and committing crimes..." As he spoke, he kept observing Hong Fei's expression with his eyes.

Hearing this, Hong Fei pointed directly to the door: "You can go."

"Hey, don't worry, we can talk and we can discuss it again!"

Hong Fei shook his head: "The condition is that simple. Promise, there will be something for you to do in the future. You don't need to worry about money anymore, let alone come to this kind of place every day. If you like the lively atmosphere, you can go to higher-end places

, if you want to do good deeds and go to heaven, there are enough funds for you to help others; if you don’t agree, get up and walk out of this door, and I will give you the gold bar as hush money. Let’s clear things up completely. I will not look for you again in the future, and neither will you.

Don't come to me."

After saying that, Hong Fei leaned back again and spread his arms on the back of the sofa: "Choose!"

Constantine's face was full of astonishment when he heard this: "I am the one who invited you to drink, after all. You are too overbearing..."

"I forgot to tell you, I never drink." Hong Fei was not moved at all.

silence.

After a long time, Constantine lit another cigarette and puffed heavily, then suddenly said: "I can also guess that you are a person who is bound to do big things."

nonsense.

"You've only been here a few days, and you suddenly turned from a gun-toting terrorist into a New York police officer. You must have a big plan..."

"...Don't talk about these useless things. It will only make me want to punch a hole in your forehead. Be direct. You are not a mother-in-law. Don't waste your own time, let alone mine."

time."

Constantine raised his head and glanced at him resentfully.

"I'll do it."

Hong Fei stood up and stretched out his hand: "Now, it can barely be considered a cooperative relationship."

"I know, we only talk about money, not feelings." Constantine also stood up and stretched out his hand.

A second before shaking hands, Hong Fei suddenly stopped: "Forget it, I don't know how many waterways and dry roads your hands have walked through. Wash them clean next time. Don't forget the information I want, as soon as possible."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Constantine was stunned for a second, looked at his hands, and shouted to Hong Fei's back: "Hey! I've washed my hands! I wash my hands even when I go to the toilet!"

Unfortunately, the door to the room had already been opened by Hong Fei at this time, and the deafening music suppressed all his words.

He turned around and picked up Hong Fei's coat and tie. After thinking about it, he grabbed two bottles of wine from the table and stuffed them into his windbreaker. Then he turned around and chased him out. By the time he returned to the dark alley, Hong Fei was completely gone.

.

Sighing, he took out his cigarette and lit it. The firelight illuminated the trash can beside him. He immediately put down the lighter and stepped forward to take a look.

"Don't waste money on pants and shoes. They are estimated to cost tens of thousands of dollars. Forget about socks, but he shouldn't be running around in underwear, right? Tsk, it seems that he has discovered the special hobby of this mysterious and unreasonable guy.

Already..."

On the other side, Hong Fei was running between the city buildings wearing a black and gold armor.

"Sir, I sent an invitation to Miss Harleen in the name of psychological consultation, and she has accepted it. The time is set for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, and the address is in Gotham City."

"Won't she come out?"

"Yes, she reviewed many papers and other information for that patient and racked her brains."

"It seems like she's almost obsessed. We have to hurry up."

"Sir, according to your description, she has not become crazy at the moment. If you need a crazy Harley Quinn, I suggest you not to meet her, so as not to affect your actual needs."

"Huh? You can actually think?"

"...Sir, I always will."

"But it's only limited to knowing. Her madness was indeed influenced and created, but I prefer to believe that she has such potential. Not everyone can become Harley Quinn, otherwise Gotham would be like this

There should already be a lot of Harley Quinn or Harley Quinn in the city."

Arthur paused for a while and suddenly said: "Sir, what do you mean, you want to change her into something that suits your personal needs? Like training?"
To be continued...