[Comprehensive British and American] Raphael refuses to go home

Raphael, who had all communication channels turned off by Gabriel, was arguing with Gabriel about the importance of 'privacy' and 'distance' to a pair of brothers, so naturally he didn't know that somewhere in this land, The Winchester brothers and daily capsized Crowley are being interrogated by the BAU.

Every time he tried to watch the Winchester brothers have fun, Crowley, who would be vengeful at the slightest and be affected at the severest level, still hadn't learned the previous lesson.On top of the original simple sentence of "keep the Winchester brothers out", the short sentence of "watching the excitement of the Winchester brothers" was added without authorization, and the result was to bury himself in it.

Crowley only felt that he was suffering in his heart. He shouldn't have stayed to watch the joke of the Winchester brothers on a whim. Now, he has not only become a part of this joke, but also the most important part of it: "If I say now that I don't know anything, is there still time?"

Looking at the black detective sitting in front of him, Crowley's inner tears flowed like a river: "The relationship between me and the Winchester brothers is really not as good as you imagined, and I can even send them away if necessary." I sold it." He said it so swearingly that he almost swore on himself.

Morgan sat behind the table with his back straight, quietly watching Crowley sing a one-man show there.

As a trading demon, Crowley, who relies on making deals to support himself and a group of his subordinates, naturally won't have the kind of temperament that he doesn't speak because others don't speak.What's more, this human being in front of him is a rare talent who can capsize the Winchester brothers!

Thinking of this, Crowley put on a smiling face again, trying to persuade the agent in front of him to make a deal with him: "If your bid can impress me, you will find that I am very kind, and I have always been responsive to requests and answers to questions." .”

The expectant smile was abruptly interpreted as flattery on Crowley's face.

It's one thing to bite a handkerchief in your heart because of being affected, but it's another thing to manage your own business.Unlike Cassidio, who is slow and ineffective because he uses other people's energy, and unlike the ordinary Winchester brothers, Crowley, as a demon, can easily get out of here as long as he wants.

However, just like the old saying that a thief never leaves, even if he has the ability to leave, why would he go out?

Here are his promising partners, the Winchester Brothers, and the human FBI that impresses him. More importantly, he needs to catch the hands of the Winchester Brothers, kill the former hell knight Abaddon, and monopolize hell: "I'm a fair-priced businessman."

"Make a deal?" Morgan looked at Crowley, who was singing and talking to himself, raising his eyebrows, and seemed to be very interested in Crowley's final 'deal', "So what kind of deal do you want to make with Crowley? "He didn't directly ask Crowley to tell what he knew about the 'Winchester brothers', but changed it in a more tactful way.

Crowley put his hands on the table, as if he was business-like: "That depends on what you want to know." He didn't fall into Morgan's trap, but set him up instead, "What do you want to know?" The more specific the matter and the wider the content and aspects involved, the greater the price to be paid.”

This picture of talking about business made Morgan realize that the other party might be serious about telling him the news about the Winchester brothers.It's just that this is really weird, isn't it? He is obviously a member of the Winchester brothers, and he was even helping the Winchester brothers to cover up just now. Why would he immediately choose to betray now?

"Is it really good to betray your boss like this?"

"My boss?" Crowley smiled, "No, no, what are you misunderstanding, Winchester, it's not my boss." He straightened his fat stomach, "No one can do that yet. ... Crowley's boss." He left out the 'King of Hell' he was about to exit.

"Besides, betrayal?" Scotland's wide-tongued voice made Crowley's words sound like mocking at the moment, "From the very beginning, the Winchester brothers and I were not in the same way. What's more, how can this be called betrayal?" Well, it’s just a deal for everyone to get what they need.” The smile on his face was sincere, like the appearance of all small businessmen when they made a deal.

Morgan didn't know what Crowley was planning, but he was sure that the deal proposed by the other party at this moment was not only malicious, but also had a big intention: "So, you are supporting what the Winchester brothers have done. faithful believer?" He made his voice casual, making the subject seem more like casual chatter than cliché.

But who is Crowley, he is a direct trading demon, and he has dealt with all kinds of creatures for hundreds of years: "This is not very good, Mr. FBI agent." The person who led into the police station, "Didn't I already give enough certificates before?"

He was talking about what he revealed when Morgan led him into the police station and walked to the interrogation room: "What I can reveal for free, I have revealed to you for free!" He narrowed his eyes , the chubby face changed from flattery to a kind elder smile, "The rest will be charged."

"Receive money?" The confidence of 'I'm going out soon, so let's talk about the future' revealed in the other party's words made Morgan feel very uncomfortable, "Do you think that after so many things happened? Afterwards, you, and the Winchester brothers, will be able to escape unscathed?"

Thinking of the lives lost and the broken families, Morgan was filled with anger.

But Crowley didn't take the anger of the human being in front of him seriously: "Why can't I go out?" He didn't find it difficult to go out, as long as he promised something to those greedy humans at will, and brought him back. If this little disadvantage comes out, the other party will naturally eliminate it.

What's more, he can teleport!

Looking at the slowly smiling face in front of him, Morgan immediately realized that he was taken away from the rhythm by the other party.

Apart from scolding himself for being too lax, Morgan also inevitably became wary of the 'Winchester brothers criminal gang'.

Except for the pair of abnormal Alpha leader brothers, even the seemingly wandering Crowley in front of him is not a soft persimmon.

What makes Morgan even more concerned is that so far, whether it is Novak (Cassidio), the Winchester brothers, or Crowley, who was accidentally detained by them in front of him, they have all done their best without doing anything for themselves. Does the worried look mean that they are still holding back?

So what's next for them?

"Why are you so serious?" Crowley looked at the BAU agent in front of him with a smile, "As long as you can provide me with something I am satisfied with, then I can answer all your doubts."

He could see that the man in front of him didn't have a high pursuit of material things. Even without the listening ability of an angel, years of living experience told Crowley that what the other party wanted to know and cared about most at this moment was the Winchester brothers. Puzzle: "So, do you want to make a deal?"

Looking at the other's outstretched hand, Morgan looked at the calluses on his fingertips, and suddenly calmed down: "It seems that you have been advocating me to make a deal with you since just now." He leaned back slightly in the chair Damn, I created a feeling of a weak person for myself, "Is there anything in me that you want?"

Throwing stones and asking for directions, Crowley looked at Morgan and couldn't help being amused by his cautious appearance.

The things that the devil valued in cross street trading never failed.

After all, he is a demon——

Crowley put on a smile of anticipation and victory coexisting on his face: "Although it is very vulgar to say this, I want a promise from you, Mr. Derek Morgan." Like all the bad guys who lure children with candy , Crowley used words to make himself closer to each other.

"A promise?" This request was a bit beyond Morgan's imagination. After all, the other party kept saying 'deal' and 'business'. The solemn and sacred look gave him the feeling that the other party wanted to make a big deal with him. Feeling like, "It's just a promise?"

If there is anything that is worthless, it is something that is always on the lips.

"Yes, it's just a promise." Crowley smiled. He knew that the person in front of him didn't believe in supernatural power, but so what, whether he believed it or not, he couldn't stop the practice of this deal. "As long as you promise that you will keep this promise and sign it, our deal is done."

Morgan weighed it quickly: "What promise do you want from me?"

"I hope that in the future, when the time is up, you will choose me." Crowley said things very vaguely, "It's not the right to choose, or to prioritize me, but you can only choose me." He looked at Morgan, Dig him a contract that may take eternity to repay.

"I don't see any meaning in this contract." Morgan said calmly, "Except that you are also paranoid."

"Delusion?" Crowley was noncommittal, "If you want to make such a judgment, let's pretend that this is an invitation from a hopeless delusional patient. A person who believes that there are heaven and hell in this world, there is Paranoid with chaos and purgatory."

Crowley even made plans for the future. After he leaves here, he will send his own people to follow BAU.Of course it will not be protection, but waiting for these people to die, waiting until these agents are dead, before the god of death comes to pick them up, snatch them away in advance, take them to hell, and work for him.

After all, he has had enough of those mindless idiots in hell. Every day, his subordinates report to him some mindless and trivial things.

"If this is an invitation," Morgan didn't take Crowley's joke-like joke to heart, "then I think I have a right to know where you want to invite me to."

"Go to a place where you can continue your work," Crowley blurted out the concept of 'job'. "It's just a contract that you think can't work, isn't it, why not?"

The demon of hell stretched out his claws towards the ignorant humans: "As long as you sign this contract with me, then I will tell you what you want to know."

The devil dug a hole for the BAU agent, he only promised to answer every question, right? If he didn't ask, then it's not his problem.

Morgan sat across from Crowley, looked at Crowley's expectant smile, and slowly opened his mouth: "My answer is—"

But before he could say his final decision, there was a loud explosion outside the interrogation room.

The aftermath of the explosion spread to the interrogation room they were in, and the wall dust on the ceiling fell down due to the huge vibration, staining Crowley's black suit with a layer of white.

But what really caught Crowley's attention was the barking of his good girl (Cerberus).

"Abaddon!" Crow stood up from the chair with a bang. Before he came in, he told his hellhound, if you meet someone from hell, don't be polite and go directly to it.

Naturally, it is impossible for his subordinates to approach him so nonchalantly at this time, even if they approach, they will retreat to the distance after seeing his good girl.

Then the only one who would be so upright and use such a grand ceremony to announce her arrival is the female nerve who is now fighting with him for the king of hell!

"Oh, Shit!" Crowley finally couldn't hold back his swear words. Seeing that he was about to book an important moment for his future life with a smart soul, that damned female cousin would definitely come over to give him a slap in the face. Trouble, right, "Stinky bastard!"

And the female demon who was scolded by Crowley, the person who commanded her, broke into the police station like a bamboo.

The author has something to say: Crowley: I must say something about MMP

Compared with Raphael and Gabriel who spend their days leisurely and leisurely, BAU is really busy here~

Abaddon, a demon who wants to compete with Crow for the throne of Lucifer, a demon who always interrupts Crow's important moments

The Broken Three Views you have been calling for is about to lift the curtain of the prelude!Are you looking forward to it?

Speaking of which, on the cover I made, there are four corners that have been pulled out, and they are four dogs who don’t want to go home~ Everyone knows who they represent~