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As long as we can buy some time.

Mi Naijiu might pull out something that Lin Bei doesn't want to see either.

For example, a typewriter might accidentally kill you.

This is America!

When Yan Shuangying arrived, he didn't care about gambling.

Yan Shuangying: I bet your gun is empty!

Minai: No, that's true! But this is a rocket launcher, it uses a missile.

Lin Bei said innocently, "I just wanted to invite this devil, who looks like an elite, for a drink."

That hasn't even been said yet.

He started making a fuss.

He's slandering me!

Minai also knew that without catching Lin Bei in the act, he couldn't cause him any trouble.

"You are not welcome here. Please leave!"

Lin Bei: "Are you trying to kick the guests out? That's not in accordance with the rules."

Minai said firmly, "My word is law! Please leave!"

Lin Bei said nonchalantly, "Sure~ It's your territory, you call the shots."

He turned and leaned close to Balthazar, "Little darling~ you can't escape."

I'll be waiting for you outside~

After saying that, Lin Bei turned and left.

Balthazar then looked at Mina, wanting an explanation from him.

However, Mina ignored Balthazar and turned to Constantine beside her, "You can leave now!"

What I just said is non-negotiable!

"Minai!"

"Even if we part ways, we can still be friends!"

I still have things to discuss with him.

Constantine glared fiercely at Balthazar, then began to cough violently.

He staggered out of the club's gate.

As soon as I stepped out of the gate, I saw Lin Bei squatting on the curb across the street.

"Hey~ Constantine, you don't look too good~"

It took Constantine a while to get up from the ground. "Thank you for your concern!"

Lin Bei looked at Constantine and said, "You should know that there are only two currencies that can buy you a ticket to Heaven."

One is dedication, the other is faith.

Constantine glanced at Lin Bei, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and said, "I know. Gabriel already told me."

Lin Bei said meaningfully, "I have another method, but it's not the right time yet."

You will contact me when the time is right.

After saying that, Lin Bei flicked a business card in front of Constantine.

Looking at the business card made of gold on the ground.

Constantine bent down to pick it up. "How do you pastors all get so rich?"

Lin Bei shrugged. "The salary is indeed quite high."

Constantine took a drag, exhaled smoke, and put the business card in his pocket.

Have a pleasant hunt!

Chapter 14 Constantine: I need to find a teammate.

Fully furnished apartment.

Angela kept watching the surveillance footage on the computer.

The video kept playing on repeat of his sister Isabella running to the edge of the rooftop.

After glancing at the surveillance footage, he jumped off.

Angela kept muttering to herself.

Why?

"Isabella, why?"

"Why are you committing suicide?"

What are you looking at when you turn around?

"The murderer?"

"tell me···"

"Tell me, Isabella, what do you want to say to me when you turn back?"

Angela kept playing the surveillance footage over and over again.

suddenly.

I heard my sister's voice in my ear.

"Constantine~"

Angela immediately perked up, staring at the screen on the computer with disbelief.

When played again, the recording was still the same.

It was as if what I had just heard was just a hallucination.

Angela seemed to have remembered something.

Take out a piece of paper and write down the name you just heard on it.

It was as if someone was guiding Angela through the unseen realm, showing her how to spell.

Constantine.

Not a single letter was misspelled.

suddenly.

The phone rang for the big book in the room.

Angela thought it was a call from a colleague.

"Hello? What's the matter?"

"Can you hear me? Hello!"

I answered the phone, but the person on the other end remained silent, as if it were a prank.

Angela hung up the phone, looking suspicious.

But the other phones in the room started ringing one after another.

Angela immediately realized that this was not a simple matter.

It is very likely that this is closely related to the death of his younger sister.

They immediately connected to the police station's files on the computer.

After typing Constantine.

Constantine's photo slowly loads.

Angela recognized who this guy was at a glance.

He was the guy I met at the sanatorium that day, and I also ran into him at the cathedral later.

Is this destiny?

Angela quickly grabbed her belongings and went out.

They headed towards the abandoned bowling alley where Constantine lived.

Throughout the journey, Angela, being a detective, could clearly sense that someone was following her.

Fortunately, it was late at night.

Everyone knows what it's like to be in the middle of the night in New York, this coveted metropolis, and they can also find out about it through the news.

Apart from affluent areas.

In other places, you usually can't see a single person at night.

Angela stepped on the gas.

Before long, they arrived at the bowling alley where Constantine lived.

I glanced at the Hebrew inscription on the door frame.

Angela paused for a moment; the words seemed somewhat familiar.

"Boom boom boom!"

Constantine, who was inside the house, heard the knocking and looked towards the door.

Leave the door open.

Angela spoke first: "Mr. Constantine, we've met before."

Constantine nodded. "I remember. Looks like we're quite destined to meet."

Angela: "Yes, may I ask you a few questions?"