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After Elena finished explaining the things and organized the documents on hand, she saw Miles pushing the door open and coming in.

"Hey, the young master of whose family is here is back. This is a rare visitor whom we haven't seen for ten thousand years."

Miles stretched out his hand and scratched his head and said, "Mom, please stop teasing me. Didn't I just pick you up on the way home?"

"When my son has grown up, he will come to pick me up." Elena looked at Miles and asked a little strangely: "Son, why do I feel that you have become thinner? The last time I saw you, you You're a lot fatter than you are now. And it looks like you've grown a lot taller. It's really strange, you're over 20 years old and you're still growing."

Miles smiled naively. Of course he had changed. After reaching the late stage of Anti-Void, his figure became more coordinated, slightly taller and a little thinner. These are normal things, and most people can't notice them at all. His small change.And Elena could tell it at a glance.

"It's okay, Mom, look at the changes in me. Isn't this good? I feel like I've gotten a lot stronger, and even my appetite has improved a lot." Miles reached for Elena's small bag and slung it over her shoulder. On the shoulder, he said to Elena.

"You have a good appetite, but I haven't seen you eat too much. Tell me the truth if you have encountered something. Tell me, and Mom will sort it out for you. Now Mom has the energy." Elena said.

Miles quickly shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I'm fine. I was praised some time ago."

Miles was talking about how he got Adolf and the others back. When all the police officers had no clues, Miles was able to solve the case so quickly, once again making his reputation as the youngest detective resound in Star City.

"You know how to report good news to me and not bad news. Forget it, you young people can take care of your own affairs. Come on, let's go home. Today, I will prepare delicious food for you." Elena thought about it. Thinking about it, I will stop talking about my son's things. Since my son comes to pick me up once in a blue moon, let's talk about something happy.

Miles secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that his mother Elena would be more serious. Although he already had something he wanted to explain to his mother, he had better do it slowly.

The two of them took the elevator back home. After Miles had a hearty dinner, he fell asleep peacefully.

Batman took Zatanna directly to the place where Constantine's Mystery House often stayed. It was located on a mountainside, and the Mystery House stayed in mid-air.

"Constantine once said that if it was not a particularly important matter, he would not easily use the Mystery House. As for the matter you mentioned, I think only Constantine can solve it. Now it depends on whether Constantine can Here it is." Zatanna said to Batman while sitting in the Batmobile.

"Can you really believe Constantine? I've heard other people say things about him, but they were some bad words anyway," Batman said hesitantly.

"Constantine, Constantine." Zatanna hesitated for a while and said: "Constantine is undoubtedly a liar. He has countless tricks of his own. You don't even know which words he said are true and which ones." The words are false. He is undoubtedly a scumbag who always gives up and plays with other people's feelings."

When talking about this, Zatanna gritted her teeth. It was obvious that she was also one of the people who was always abandoned by Constantine.

"However, there is basically nothing that Constantine promised that he can't accomplish. It's just that the way he accomplished it is unacceptable to most people." Zatanna finally said to Batman.

"We're here. This is Constantine's Mystery House." Zatanna got out of the car and knocked on the door of the Mystery House.

A purple-skinned girl opened the door gently and took a look at Zatanna, Batman, and the dead man floating behind Batman, the tragic circus performer.

"Who are you? Why are you in Constantine's house? Where is Constantine? Let him come out to see me." Zatanna was immediately furious. You're such a good Constantine. We just separated not long ago. You just found one, it’s really cool.

"Angry, sad, and sad, you care about Constantine" the purple girl said softly.

"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you where Constantine is and where are the others?"

"Constantine should be in Los Angeles now, are you looking for him?" the purple girl said still without saltiness.

"Humph"

Zatanna glared at the girl, turned around and got on the Batmobile: "Let's go to Los Angeles. Let's go see that bitch Constantine now."

Constantine, who was far away in Los Angeles, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose, muttered, and said to Chas: "The basic situation is like this. Nergal and the other person need me to get rid of those five." Unknown demons, this is their condition. If we do it, they will release your daughter's soul. If we can't, then you should know the consequences."

"But can you listen to the devil? What if they lie to us? What if, what if you do this and they choose to break the contract?" Chas said looking at Constantine.

Constantine smiled bitterly and said: "Do we have any choice now? Whether it is the devil Nergal or another person, we can't believe it, but we have no way. You know, we have no other way. This is the only choice. "

Chas held his head in his hands and said in pain: "I failed to protect my daughter. Now she is being tortured like this. It's all my fault."

"It must be all your fault, but now is not the time for you to blame yourself. Since there is no choice, we have only one way to go to the dark side and take a gamble." A trace of madness flashed in Constantine's eyes, and then he took out his mobile phone and dialed it. Search up.

"What to bet"

"Gamble your life."

Constantine put the phone on the table, then drew a magic circle on it, projected the content inside, and said to Chas: "With the power of you and me, we can't kill him." Those five demons, so we need helpers, and this is our helper.

An ancient god, an evil god who is now even worse than a demon, Mictlantikutli was once the god in charge of death, corpses, and the gates of hell in Los Angeles. As the city changed, his followers gradually disappeared. , I’m afraid he has had his fill for a long time now. "

Above the mobile phone, an ancient Indian god appeared from the air with his teeth bared. He had brown skin, white stripes painted on his body, and a curved stand-up collar on the back of his neck. This god looked still... Something like that.

"Just him"

"Yes, this is our method. You have to go to the black market to buy some holy water and bring it back. We will start at dawn tomorrow. When the sun shines, it is time for us to take action."