People in DC, every day administrative leave

At the entrance of a hotel in Mexico City, a sports car that was about to drive over had to brake suddenly because of an alien spacecraft that suddenly appeared in front of it.

While the driver in the sports car and the woman in the co-pilot were shocked, they did not forget to use beautiful local dialect to greet the spacecraft that had taken their place.

But when the two of them saw that what jumped out of the spacecraft was a keyboard with arms and legs, their mouths that had been talking non-stop a second ago were instantly shut.

The doorman standing by the gate immediately reported the keyboard to the hotel manager. A few seconds after Zhang San put away the spaceship and walked into the hotel, a man who spoke fluent English walked over with a smile:

"Nice to meet you. My name is Jose and I'm the manager of the hotel."

"I'm here to find someone. Can you do me a favor and take me to room 407?"

"No problem, please come with me."

Jose's smile was as if God had come to his home, and his smile was too bright.

Ding.

After coming out of the elevator, the hotel manager in front took him to the door of a room at the end of the corridor and knocked on the door.

However, the person who opened the door was a man, not Zed who had called Zhang San to help.

Seeing that the other party made way to indicate that he could go in, he walked into the room alone indifferently.

"Haha. I won't disturb you anymore." Jose smiled at the man who opened the door, then turned and left.

"You came."

Zed, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and drawing, saw the keyboard and stood up in surprise and came over to hug it. She also introduced the other person's identity to him.

The man's name is Chas, John's driver and friend.

"You actually dare to be a British guy's driver. You must have some incredible talent or super power, right?"

Zhang San did know another driver named Chas, but that man was a friend of the black-haired Constantine, and he died very early due to lack of life.

The Chas in front of me is tall and has a beard, which makes him very stable at first glance.

"John is in a very bad situation now. If he is not exorcised quickly, the demon will take over his body."

It had been a full day since John Constantine voluntarily was possessed by a demon. Although he said he could hold on for several days, Chas didn't think so.

This old friend has always been overconfident, so maybe two days is enough to last.

"Well, you need my help to get people out of jail, in a city full of gangsters and lunatics."

Taking out a small notebook and a pen, Zhang San recorded the incident in the notebook.

There are already many records on this page, including late night snack expenses, evening allowances, gas expenses, and mental consumption expenses for long-distance travel.

There is also the cost of protecting the other two people from being taken away by drug dealers for organ harvesting, but seeing as they also know how to find the most expensive hotel to stay in, there is no need to worry about the two of them getting separated and being dragged away.

The red dot shown on the electronic map is a little far away from their current hotel location. The prison where the British guy lives can only be reached by taxi in about ten minutes.

"Let's go and see how this unfortunate guy who was carelessly stolen and shot is doing now."

Because Mexico City is the capital of Mexico at night, there are still many tourists and vendors on the streets.

Zedd and Chas, who were experiencing an alien spacecraft for the first time, clung to the armrests of their chairs and looked down from the corner of their eyes. The lights of vehicles and street lights were flashing quickly under their feet.

In a relatively remote corner of the forest area, multiple buildings side by side were surrounded by grid walls and barbed wire. Under the bright lights inside, the only entrance and exit was blocked by prison guards with guns.

"Shall we rush in directly?" Zed turned around and asked. “Madam, I am a very qualified keyboard player, how can I directly enter the prison of another country?”

Zhang San controlled the visible spacecraft and landed it outside the prison.

When the gun-toting prison guards standing outside and inside the wall saw that what came out of the alien spacecraft was the famous keyboard, they all lowered the muzzles of their newly raised guns.

One of the prison guards happily waved to the keyboard and said in less than fluent English: "Keyboard! I am your fan!!"

"Okay. I forgot you were a big star."

Seeing this scene, Zed obediently followed behind the keyboard with Chas, who was carrying a bag. The two of them were put directly into the prison without even being questioned by the prison guards.

"That British guy is in this room. Can I take a photo with you? My daughter is also a fan of yours."

"can."

After shaking hands, Zhang San, who was holding a baguette, took a group photo with the warden who brought them over, arm in arm.

When I opened the door to the room, the smell that hit my face was a little bit strong, it smelled like a mixture of heather and roadside toilets.

The evil exorcist who needed help was lying sideways on a relatively clean bed, but his body was shaking.

"John? Are you okay?"

Chas walked over and stretched out his hand to his old friend who had his back turned to them. In Zhang San's eyes, this scene looked exactly like those supporting characters in horror movies asking their dead companions if they were okay.

Maybe in the next second, the demon version of Constantine with glowing red eyes grabbed Chas's hand, and then opened his drooling mouth and tore off a large piece of meat from the opponent's arm.

A yellow transparent wall separated Zhang San and Zed from the scene of imminent bloodshed. With the comic in his hand, he could save the supporting character in the horror movie even if he was about to die.

huh - huh

Chas, who was getting closer, heard John's breathing heavily. He was struggling to resist the demon's erosion.

"Chas."

"John, it's me, we called the keyboard over."

Opening his backpack, Chase took out a bunch of things inside.

The first is a tape recorder, which starts playing an exorcism spell that Constantine had recorded in advance at the flip of a switch.

Then there was another black and gold bowl.

According to Zed's explanation, this bowl was made by John before they came. It is called the Purification Bowl and can turn ordinary water into holy water.

The water in Chas' mineral water bottle was poured into the bowl, and then the bowl of holy water was poured directly on John's body.

A few seconds passed

Nothing happened. Constantine didn't scream or get violent and hurt anyone. He just changed his posture.

He changed from lying face up to lying on his side, and this time he clenched his fists and arched his body like a shrimp.

"Dude, haven't you learned how to exorcise demons after being his driver for so long?"

Zhang San is not blind, this situation is obviously a scene where a newbie messed up.

The props used by the other party to exorcise demons were all prepared by the British in advance, and all Chas did was take them out of his backpack and use them. (End of chapter)