[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

The time temporarily reversed to 10 minutes ago.

Because he is a white male, handsome, dressed clearly belonging to the elite class, and has sufficient evidence of alibi, the policeman in charge of questioning Matthew was gentle throughout the whole process. After the questioning, he went back to the room and gave him a hamburger and a cup of coffee. .

"You should be released soon," the officer said.

"I think so too."

Ignoring the chatter of the will of the city of Los Angeles and selectively ignoring the scrolling words on the transparent panel, Matthew took the police officer's burger and coffee, sipping and sipping.

The police officer leaned against the glass wall of the detention room, stared at him for about 3 minutes, and finally gave up and left.

【Matthew, he has left, you can talk to me now! 】

Can't……

Matthew shook his head, indicating that there are surveillance cameras in the room.

[It's okay, I'll make them stop working right away. 】

It is rare to meet a human being who can communicate, and the other party is the direct blood of the predecessor. The will of Los Angeles city can be said to be obedient to Matthew.

Matthew still shook his head, concentrating on chewing the burger.

On the transparent panel that only he can see, the words composed of white mist are attacking the will of the city of Los Angeles with claws and claws.

【Respected and great master, as your humble and prudent servant, Kespler shouldn't have attacked your new friend, but don't you think that everything that happened tonight is a bit too coincidental?

What's more, whether it's getting off the car halfway, chatting with the convenience store staff, or killing the shameless gangster who dared to rob you, and then pretending to have a heart attack and sending it to the hospital...these are all its suggestions.

As the city will of Los Angeles, it may not know what will happen at each point in the future, but it definitely knows everyone you meet tonight...]

Snapped!

Matthew put the coffee mug heavily on the table.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the detention room opened, and the sheriff walked in with a handsome and attractive man.

Lucifer? Morningstar.

The moment he saw the man, Matthew already knew his identity.

It's not because Lucifer exudes a darker divine aura than darkness, nor is it because Lucifer's charm is irresistible to all women and men who like men...

He knew that the man in front of him was Lucifer, just like living things can breathe, and the first note that a human baby opens its mouth is mama, which is an instinct engraved deep in the bone marrow.

Lucifer is also looking at Matthew.

As God's favorite angel and supreme lord who has ruled hell for 100 billion years, he can see through all of Matthew's disguises with just one glance.

In his eyes, Matthew is like a newborn baby without any concealment and secrets.

Of course, as long as he wants, he can replace every cell that makes up Matthew's body at will.

"Hi, I'm Lucifer? Morning Star, Lisa's good friend, the owner of the Morning Star Bar, and - a part-time consultant for the Los Angeles Police Department."

In front of the sheriff, Lucifer Morningstar introduced himself in a businesslike manner.

"Lucifer? Morning Star?"

Matthew raised his head, looked at Lucifer, muttered and repeated his name, with a flawless and tired expression comparable to an Oscar winner.

"Yes, Lucifer? Morningstar."

Lucifer sat across from Matthew, folded his hands under his chin: "I'm sorry about Lisa."

"Me too...I didn't expect to...I should have insisted on staying with her...not...not..."

Matthew was overwhelmed by Lucifer's presence, and answered cautiously based on intuition, matching his sad expression.

"You are not a god, you will not know in advance what will happen in the future."

Lucifer patted Matthew on the shoulder: "If Lisa could hear what you just said, she must have forgiven you."

"Thank me--"

"Until the case is closed, you must stay at the Morning Star," added the sheriff.

Matthew: "Why?"

Lucifer: "Because we are still not sure that the whole thing was a pure accident and not a disguised murder. If it was a disguised accidental murder, the real culprit has not been caught yet, and it is very difficult for you as a related person to go out alone prone to danger."

"I can--"

"Morning Star Bar can provide a better and safer living environment."

Lucifer reached out and tapped the table with great interest: "And I'm also very interested in you."

"Mr. Lucifer, you..."

"The whole of Los Angeles knows I'm bisexual."

After finishing speaking, Lucifer got up and said to the sheriff: "From now until the case is officially closed, I will be solely responsible for his safety."

"Thanks a lot."

"A matter of duty."

Lucifer smiled slyly and motioned for Matthew to follow him.

Matthew didn't dare to disobey Lucifer, put on his coat, walked out of the detention room, and followed Lucifer out of the police station after finishing the formalities.

The early morning wind blew coolly over the back of the neck. Lucifer took Matthew into the car. After fastening his seat belt, he suddenly turned his head and asked Matthew, "This is the development you hoped for, right?"

"Mr. Lucifer, you—"

"Matthew, you know who I am, so you should know that the world has no secrets in front of me..." Lucifer said, "Just now at the police station, I won't expose you because I'm interested in you."

"You treat me..."

"Yes, I'm interested in you, my lovely..."

The last word, Lucifer said in spiritual language, Matthew couldn't understand, but he could feel the huge energy contained in it.

He tremblingly asked Lucifer: "Lisa's death——"

"Do it yourself."

Smiling contemptuously, Lucifer started the sports car and drove Matthew through the cool morning breeze on the streets of Los Angeles.

"She has sold her soul twice for success, and she naively thought that she would be able to escape the soul price that must be paid after the third transaction by building a relationship with me."

"She didn't mean to..."

"When she took benefits from the devil, she didn't feel embarrassed at all. As for me—" Lucifer said with a smile, "I didn't get distracted from these trivial things when I was in charge of hell, not to mention that now I'm just a businessman in Los Angeles. The retired angel and devil of the bar."

"So you know not only that she's going to die when she leaves Morningstar but also who killed her? But you don't do anything?"

"What do you want me to do?"

Lucifer asked back: "Everything has its own rules of operation. As an existence above the rules, I don't need to care about these things."

"But--"

"Instead of wasting time thinking about these outcomes, I'd rather think about how I'm going to be able to please me."

Lucifer interrupted Matthew.

As the most beloved angel of the Supreme God, Lucifer's body has the highest perfection. Even the red neck who is extremely disgusted with same-sex intimacy cannot resist his charm. What's more, Matthew likes men, and the hell substances that make up the body are also instinctively calling Longing to be close to Lucifer.

"I'm not a casual person." Matthew argued in vain.

Lucifer: "I know you are not human, and I happen to be not human either. We can try ways other than human form."

Matthew: "..."

Needless to say, he was a little excited.

……

According to traditional theological interpretation, angels are pure spiritual bodies, light, and physical forms formed by the condensed energy. The interlocking golden wheels, and the cherubim are hybrids of animals and humans.

It was not until the Renaissance that the image of angels was gradually fixed by artists as beautiful human figures with wings.

On the contrary, the hell demons, perhaps in order to better approach and lure humans, always maintain a human-like appearance.

After Matthew's death, he entered Limbo Hell. Although there were not many demons he came into contact with, all of them were handsome and beautiful. Even the first fallen who loved underwear and cloak matching, his appearance and body were standard human handsome men.

Therefore, when Lucifer suggested trying a method other than the human form, he agreed without hesitation, only to find out afterwards——

I am so silly!real!

Matthew, who was soon exhausted by Lucifer's "interesting ways other than human form", looked up at the ceiling, his mind went blank, and his hands clasped Lucifer's shoulders subconsciously.

"This is……"

Two pairs of wings grow out from Lucifer's waist, with dexterous and slender hands at the ends of the wings.

"How many pairs of wings have you grown! No, how many hands do you have?"

Matthew is a little bit broken.

Lucifer smiled and said, "I have half the power of the Supreme God, so my angel form is the most complicated one even in heaven."

Matthew: I couldn’t help but scroll through the records in a certain version of theological classics that Michael, who is close to Lucifer, has a hundred pairs of eyes and a hundred tongues.