Chapter 83 Constantine

Downstairs in this residential building, John threw the cigarette butts he had smoked on the ground and ran it twice with his thick leather shoes before walking upstairs contentedly. Chas, who was standing upwind of John, was also there. After dissipating the smell of smoke, he followed John and followed him into this somewhat aging residential apartment building. The sad expression on his face did not weaken at all. On the other hand, John, who was on the side, lit a cigarette for himself again after entering, and in just ten minutes, he had three cigarettes in a row. Such a smoking volume would not be surprising if he died of lung cancer.

Secondhand smoke hit Chas in the face again, but this time he didn't have much emotion, instead he walked up to John and asked, "John, you agreed to help me bring my daughter back, I can come to Los Angeles. I understand, but what are you doing here?"

"Take it easy, old man, don't always frown, we didn't come from London to Los Angeles with a lot of hatred. You see, Lena's soul is not in her body, and I can find out The last clue is Los Angeles, and here is where Tracy used to stay, we have to find some clues."

After comforting his old friend for a while, John continued to walk upstairs, and the conversation between him and his old friend Chas in the corridor also attracted the attention of the residents living here. The look in his eyes made Chase on the side feel a little flustered.

"John, I think something is wrong. This is not a trap, is it?"

"Who has nothing to do with an old residential building as a trap?"

Reluctantly, John also stopped near the middle of the residential building, frowning, because there are many empty rooms in this building, and he doesn't even know which is the room where his old friend's daughter stayed. But this is not a problem for him. He is a magician. Using magic to find a lost soul is not a problem. It's just that he rejects magic to solve problems.

Magic is indeed a discipline that violates the science currently recognized by human beings, but most of the time it abides by a law, the law of conservation of energy. If you want to use magic to help you, you have to pay first. . It may be your soul, or it may be your next life. Although this equivalent exchange condition is a bit ridiculous, it is not unreasonable.

The magic of finding a lost soul can be big or small, because you don't know where the soul has gone. If it's just wandering outside, then everything can be said. John can bear the price, but if someone If the demon monarch takes it away, it will be a big trouble. Just when John was worried about this option, an old man passing by suddenly gave John a hand and pushed him directly in front of a room. Chas, who was on the side, watched his friend being pushed and hurriedly ran over to him. He helped him up, and at the same time he cursed at the old man who pushed him.

"What's the matter with you!" However, Chas and Connor, who got up, saw a scene that surprised them.

The old man who pushed John didn't just leave,

Instead, he stood there dumbfounded, pointing at the door in front of John and Chas. After a flash of white light in his eyes, his sluggish expression recovered. He looked at John and Chas in doubt, not understanding why he was I will be here, and leave immediately.

This strange phenomenon gave Chas and Connor a headache, especially Chas. He is not like his old friend, who often runs around in various supernatural events. The strange phenomenon of the old man makes Chas faintly feel himself. It seems that it is not so simple for the daughter's soul to be separated from the body.

"John, do you remember what I just said, I think this is a trap."

"So what, do you have a choice, Chas, Tracy is your daughter and not my daughter, why are you more timid than me." After teasing his old friend, John opened the door in front of him. It was unlocked, but he no longer needed to use magic to locate it, because he had found the room where his old friend's daughter once stayed.

He kicked the door open, and the false door slammed into the wall under John's foot, and the air flow caused a flurry of dust in the empty room, covering his mouth and nose, John and Chas were one after the other. went in.

"Cough, John, what are you doing here?" Chas asked.

"Because this is the room that Tracey stayed in, although I don't know why it looks like no one has lived in it for several years, but if you want to find Tracey, you have to step on this point."

"Then what do you do next?"

"Close the door and make sure no one can come in."

ha? Chas was a little puzzled, but it was about the life and death of his daughter. He didn't refuse. He closed the door, held it against it with his body, and watched his friend John Constantine's next operations. John took out a bottle from his trench coat containing some kind of animal hair, took a pinch out of it, sprinkled it all over the room, and finished his work.

"Ten years of black cat hair. In Southeast Asia, black cats have always been considered to be able to guide the living to see the soul of the dead. Although Tracy is not dead, it is almost the same. Next, is the highlight."

After explaining a sentence, John stood in the center of the house, with his hands spread out, a golden magic circle condensed on his palms, and then a spell was uttered: Et ; modo retro et guidelines pro reditu errant meam illud (note). As the spell ended, the black cat hair all around the house burned, and the smoke formed an image in front of John and Chas.

A little girl with black hair, about 15 or 16 years old, was about the same age as the other, but the girl with blue hair was snuggling together. The faces of the two girls, one was forcibly calm, the other was scared.

"Tracy!" Chas saw at a glance that the girl who forcibly calmed down was his unconscious daughter lying on the hospital bed, and shouted involuntarily, and was about to leave the door.

"Stay there for me and don't move! Chas, this is just the memory of Tracey recorded in this house, and it may be the place where Tracey's soul has been. It's easy to confuse the information when you rush here!"

Hearing John's warning, Chas refrained from stepping up and fixed himself there. On this side, the displayed image is still evolving. Tracey is snuggling with another girl whose name is unknown. Tracey, who is forcibly calm, blooms with a magic circle like John's in both hands. It seems to be defending against something, while a red The giant hand rushed over and brushed over Tracy, and then Tracy fell unconscious in the arms of another girl, no matter how the girl called, there was no response.

The formed image ends here, the smoke just dissipates, turning into a puff of smoke and disappearing into the room, and Chas is on his knees as if losing his strength, holding his head, hating himself for this. Incompetence as a father.

"How could this happen, why! Why!"

"Calm down Chas! It's not that bad, the owner of that big hand took away Tracy's soul, but that's not necessarily his purpose, the girl next to Tracy is also the key, about her, you have no impression."

"I don't know, Lena and I have been separated for seven months. If it wasn't for her phone call, I wouldn't even know what happened to Tracy in Los Angeles." Chas replied painfully.

"That girl, the girl who was with Tracy just now, do you know her!"

"Reina told me that she called Reina and helped her to the hospital. I heard Reina say that her name is Raven Rachel, a friend that Tracey met in Los Angeles. What's the matter? Problem?"

"The problem is big, old friend. But why does Tracey know magic, I don't remember you being the one who exposes your children to magic, Chas!"

Chas looked up and looked at John, "Have you forgotten what happened ten years ago, John, that was what set us apart, we all know what we all lost in that exorcism, from After that, I burned everything about magic, only that one, the manuscript where you first learned magic I kept, but I didn't expect Tracy to learn these things."

"Okay, cheer up, old friend, we still have a lot of things to do." Listening to his friend's answer, John didn't know whether to scold or be relieved. His friend never forgot the relationship between the two of them. Friendship, but his niece was implicated because of his access to his magical manuscripts, which happened.

He helped his friend up, and the two walked out of the room. This time, it was not without clues. At least another girl might be the reason why his niece lost her soul, and what John had to do was to find out the reason. Getting into the car, John rolled down the window, lit a cigarette, and started puffing up again.

"Where are we going next, John."

"Look for someone who can answer our questions, or the devil is still an angel. Forget it, go to the Light, you can find it on the navigation."

"Got it." Holding the steering wheel, Chas was silent for a while, then said, "Thank you, John, you are my best friend, it's great to have you."

"Don't say that, I'll make it clear to you in advance that to save Tracy's soul, you have to sit and be prepared to lose everything."

"You can take my life anytime!"

"There is something more important than your life, old friend, let's go."

Hearing John's words, Chas was also a little puzzled, and his grief was softened a little. He didn't say much, stepped on the accelerator, and drove to the bar where his friend was.

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