People in DC, every day administrative leave

The old man lying on the hospital bed had white hair and a nasal oxygen tube on his old face. When he saw Director Gary pushing open the door and coming in, he took the initiative to say hello: "You brought a friend here."

When his eyes moved to Constantine, the old man said slowly in a weak tone: "There is a shadow that is eating your soul."

"There's more than one of them, Marcos."

Constantine, who knew him best, told him his purpose, but his eyes were fixed on Officer Zhang who was sitting down behind a few people.

Noticing this situation, Director Galli, who had just helped introduce the identities of other people, asked Marcos in a low voice if there was any problem with the police officer.

The old man didn't answer, and kept talking about the record: "Back then, some people said that Willie Cole got his talent by selling his soul to the devil. I never believed this rumor, but until one day. "

Willie Cole was recording a vinyl record in Marcos' old recording studio when he unexpectedly showed up.

He disappeared into the recording studio, leaving only a trail of blood.

Just after Marcos walked into the studio and touched the record, he heard whispers and voices in his head telling him to do something terrible.

They were inducing Marcos, and that record was cold to the touch.

“It’s said that Willie Cole’s last record had the devil’s voice on it, and it’s actually true.”

Director Gary suddenly felt a chill coming over him when he thought about how often he went home after get off work and listened to Willie Cole's records.

"I tried destroying the record, but no matter what I tried, I couldn't destroy it. So I buried it and hid it somewhere no one would ever know."

As for why Bernie had that record, Marcos thought of the private detective who had approached him before to buy the vinyl record. He still remembered the name on the check, Phil.

"Thank you for your help." Director Gary patted the old man's shoulder gently, and then prepared to take people out.

"you"

The old man on the hospital bed seemed to have something to say to Zhang San, who was walking at the end, but he suddenly gasped for air and couldn't say the next words at all.

The people waiting for him outside the door saw this situation and quickly called out to the nurses and doctors, while Zhang San, who was standing beside the hospital bed, held the funny thing hanging on his belt in his hand.

【Throw away tiles! 】

The warm yellow light shone on the old man's body, bringing him a touch of warmth. The old man slowly opened his eyes and felt the light that was like the light falling from the Lord: "God."

In the corridor, seeing everything around him frozen, Constantine turned and returned to the ward.

With his wings folded, Manny was standing in front of the hospital bed, looking down at Officer Zhang's clenched right hand. He told Constantine, who was walking over, that the man in front of him had some strange but powerful power.

"It may be magic from another world, just like the one used on the keyboard. Its magic can even make disabled people return to normal."

Looking at Marcos's much softened expression, Constantine guessed that Manny might have told him these things because he didn't pick up the person.

"John, this is not magic." Manny's eyes moved to the old man. The man whose soul should have left his body and been transferred to heaven had a little more time.

"What would it be if it wasn't magic? Super powers?"

"I have no idea."

Maybe he felt that Angel was embarrassed by saying this, or maybe Manny wanted to ask someone who might know this. In short, he glanced at Officer Zhang's right hand again and left. The frozen scene was restored, and the old man on the hospital bed said what he had not finished before: "Officer Zhang, your muscles have been trained well."

???

what is this? A dying compliment?

After coming out of the hospital, Director Galli asked Constantine in the back seat a question as he got into the car, why the devil wanted their souls.

"The devil was once an angel, that's why he is called the First Fallen. If you ask the angels they will tell you, because the soul is the purest expression of God's love, the spark of creation. Whenever the First Fallen takes away a soul , he was taking revenge, revenge on God.”

After explaining, Constantine asked the police chief to drive to the door of the famous heavy metal rock musician and star Ian Fell's house.

"Is this Fer that Marcos is talking about?"

"Not only am I an exorcist, I was the lead singer of Mucous Membranes a long time ago, and Bernie made our first and last record, and he helped a ragtag band like us become famous and he also discovered a star. figure."

Director Gary had already guessed who that person was without Constantine continuing to say anything.

Big star living in Chicago, Ian Fair.

But he still didn't understand why a big star would need the Devil's record and use it to kill Bernie, the music producer who made him famous.

"A heavy metal rock musician with no talent suddenly became famous overnight. It's possible that he wanted to break the treaty he signed with the devil, and innocent people were accidentally harmed as a result."

In Constantine's memory, Ian was not the kind of person who could become a star, and it was a bit strange to suddenly become popular.

He suspected the guy had made a deal with the devil, like the bluesman Willie Cole who recorded a death record.

After a while, Director Gary drove into the private walled estate.

I have to say that this rock musician makes a lot of money. Ian's big villa is almost as big as the environmentalist senator's house that Zhang San met before.

And it's as luxurious as you want it to be. There's even an artistic relief on the top of the gate.

Rich people have similar thinking and feeling. Basically, if they live in a big villa, they always have to hang some incomprehensible art on the wall or find a cabinet to put it in.

If you think about it this way, Zhang San feels that he is not considered rich. After all, his home does not have any decoration that can be called works of art.

"Director Gary?"

A man with wavy hair and beard opened the door and walked out. The first time he saw this guy, Zhang San thought of the Superman who looked just like Nicolas Cage.

Both of them have this wavy hairstyle, and I don’t know how Superman will tell his teammates about the experience of being dragged to help by the Flash from other worlds after he returns.

Suddenly, Constantine rushed forward in two steps, grabbed the other person's collar with both hands, and asked loudly: "Why did you let Bernie touch that record! He is my friend, if he is because of you and the devil If you die in the transaction, you will be punished!"

"What record?! I don't know what you're talking about!"

Ian, who was grabbed by the collar, looked confused. If Director Gary hadn't been here, he would have doubted whether there was something wrong with this man's mind. (End of chapter)