Although clues were found, Ke Wen didn't get started right away.

After waiting quietly for a while, after Angela finished praying, Ke Wen asked, "There is some breath left in his body. I need to take that breath out, but that will speed up the rate of decay of his body."

"Soon?" Angela asked.

"It should be within two days." Cowen replied.

Hearing this, Angela nodded: "It's okay, Thain will be buried tomorrow."

"That's good."

As he spoke, Ke Wen reached out and grabbed Thain's chest in the air.

A black and red breath emerged from Thain's body, and automatically gathered in Ke Wen's hands.

Angela, who was recovering her talent, saw that aura, so she couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"

"The breath of **** that the murderer left in his heart."

Ke Wen looked at the breath in his hand and said, "We can use this breath to find the murderer."

Angela immediately asked: "Then what should we do next?"

Ke Wen thought for a while, then looked left and right.

Not sensing anyone else nearby, he raised his hand to cast a spell.

Holding the seal with both hands and swinging it a few times, a small magic circle quickly appeared in front of him.

Then Ke Wen put that breath into the magic circle and activated the magic circle.

hum—

A slight tremor sounded, and a blue teleportation channel opened instantly.

However, the portal had just opened halfway, but it closed as quickly as if there was no way to continue.

Ke Wen was slightly taken aback.

"What's wrong?"

Angela noticed Ke Wen's expression, so she asked suspiciously, "Have you found the murderer?"

"Unfortunately, no."

After regaining his senses, Ke Wen shook his head, and he explained: "The tracking channel just now seems to be linked to hell, but the **** dimension in this world is very special, and I haven't got the mechanism for crossing dimensions yet."

"If violence breaks through, it may break the agreement between heaven and hell, and cause some disaster."

There are too many transcendent information elements, making Angela ignore the phrase "this world" in Ke Wen's words.

She couldn't help asking again: "Then what should I do?"

"Let's go through the normal investigation process."

Ke Wen replied: "The murderer has obviously returned to hell. We can't go to **** to catch it back. We can only investigate how it came to the world first and see if there is any story behind it."

"Sorry Ke Wen." Angela said apologetically, "I can only trouble you all."

"It doesn't matter."

Ke Wen smiled: "We are friends, aren't we?"

Angela smiled gratefully.

"Let's go."

Cowen said hello: "Let's go to the midnight bar."

"Midnight bar?"

Angela said while following Ke Wen's footsteps: "I seem to have heard John mention that bar, but I only heard the name, and I don't know anything about it."

"I know where the bar is." Cowen, who was walking in front, said, "It's near Huntington Park."

"OK."

Angela quickened her pace and walked out of the church with Ke Wen.

After driving for another hour, Angela parked the car on the side of a street according to Ke Wen's guidance.

Ke Wen led Angela into a small building and followed the stairs to the basement.

At the end of the stairs was a dark room, like one of those dark red cabins used to develop photographs.

Under the dim red light, a huge doorman stood up from his chair.

Without saying a word, the guard picked up a stack of cards from the side, stared at Ke Wen and Angela, took out a card, and showed the back in front of them.

"This is..." Angela was at a loss.

"Entry qualification."

Cowen explained: "Use your sixth sense to perceive the card, what is the first thought that comes to mind?"

"Wearing a princess dress..." Angela said hesitantly, "and a rabbit with an umbrella?"

Hearing this, the guard directly put down the card, and stretched out his hand to untie the chain that prevented people from entering, indicating that Angela could go in.

This made Angela even more at a loss.

Ke Wen smiled and reminded: "Go in, you guessed it right, so you are qualified to enter."

Angela was surprised, hesitated and nodded slowly, and stepped over the gate.

The guard drew another card and placed it in front of Ke Wen.

Ke Wen paused, and then said speechlessly: "Two cartoon dogs mating."

The guard put down the card again without saying a word, and opened the chain on the gate.

Ke Wen shook his head and walked in, and joined Angela who was waiting.

Next, the two walked through a long corridor and entered a hall whose main color was still dark red.

Perhaps because it was daytime, there were not many customers in the bar hall, only a few scattered or less than ten Transcendent customers, each sitting in a different booth drinking silently.

Ke Wen and Angela attracted all eyes, and everyone in the hall turned their heads to look over.

This made Angela's hair stand on end for a moment.

She felt that the sight of those people filled her with pressure, and the sight from the farthest corner almost made Angela almost unable to breathe.

At this time, a palm suddenly fell on her shoulder.

Angela came back to her senses, and immediately gasped for breath.

Ke Wen glanced at the booth in the corner, then took Angela's hand and led her further inside.

Entering a corridor again, Angela, who felt her eyes disappear, asked in panic, "What's wrong with me?"

"fine."

Ke Wen comforted: "That is a high-ranking blood fiend, what you feel is the coercion of its malicious eyes."

"Blood devil, devil?!" Angela couldn't believe it, she whispered: "You mean, there were devils in the hall just now?! Why?!"

"Because this bar is a neutral zone in the extraordinary world."

Ke Wen explained: "As long as the rules are followed, all extraordinary creatures are entertained here, whether they are wizards or angels, even demons and devils can come here."

"God..." Angela sighed.

"Let's go."

Ke Wen let go of Angela's hand and greeted: "The owner of this bar is in the front room."

Angela reluctantly nodded, and followed Ke Wen a few steps to the door.

Ke Wen opened the soundproof door, and then pushed open another soundproof door inside.

It's still a red room, but it's a little brighter than the hall outside.

At this time, the black Minai was sitting behind the boss's desk smoking a cigarette, still in that pretentious posture, even in his office, he was wearing a dark red gentleman's hat.

The movement of the door made Minai raise his head, and the first moment he saw Ke Wen, Minai couldn't help shrinking slightly.

"Rare customers..."

Minai said in a complex tone, "Kevin Quinn, what are you doing here?"

Ke Wen took Angela into the office.

He didn't answer, but just stared at Minai expressionlessly.

After a brief silence, the black Minai gritted his teeth and stood up, putting away his superior posture.

Ke Wen then said: "Three days ago, a patrolling policeman was killed by a **** creature. Do you have any relevant information here?"

Hearing this, Minai shook his head slightly with a worried face, and replied: "I'm just an intermediary who runs a neutral bar, and I don't care about outside things."

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language." Ke Wen threatened lightly.

This made the black Minai very angry.

But thinking of the disastrous defeat that he had no resistance under Cowen's hands last time, the black Minai could only forcefully suppress his anger.

He took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "After nine o'clock in the evening! You will find someone who sells news outside!"

Ke Wen looked into the eyes of the other party who were hiding his anger, and then nodded slightly, then turned around and took Angela out of the office without saying anything.

boom! clatter—

In the corridor, Ke Wen's powerful hearing allowed him to hear the sound of smashing in the office through two layers of 'sound-proof doors'.

He didn't take it seriously, took Angela's hand, and led her all the way through the hall and out of the bar.

Back in the car, Angela finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She clasped her chest to calm down, and asked after a while, "Is your relationship with that boss not good?"

"Well, I've dealt with him." Ke Wen nodded in response.

"Why?" Angela then asked, "Why did the conflict arise?"

"It's just my unilateral dislike for him."

Cowen explained: "His name is Minai, and he is a voodoo master from the Mediterranean region who has lived for more than two centuries."

"He once cut off his sister's head in order to survive, and then used her sister's skull for psychic communication, communicating with demon gods in the world to use various witchcraft, or communicating with **** devils to obtain various information."

"When his sister's soul left and the skull lost its psychic function, he collected more skulls that imprisoned the soul, and collectively called them his sister, and continued to collect various information for him to gain benefits."

"Until twenty years ago, he met the fledgling Constantine, and since then he has restrained himself."

Ke Wen shook his head: "Later, he provoked the demons in hell, and was chased by the demons to the world to take revenge. He struggled to eliminate those demons~lightnovelpub.net~ but was afraid of being chased and killed by more powerful demons, so Sworn the oath of neutrality."

Showing a look of contempt, Ke Wen continued: "He concealed the real situation, and only said to the outside world that he was tired of endless wars with the devil, so he signed a neutrality contract with the devil."

"Until now, the aura of legend on him is actually just a complete lie."

"You've been pretending all day long, and you really think you're a retired hero who's tired of the war?"

After the narration, Kewen shook his head contemptuously again.

But Angela was dumbfounded.

After regaining her senses, she said with emotion: "I thought he was an amazing person to be able to run such a bar. So, the truth is so dark..."

Ke Wen shrugged, darkness is right, after all, this is the DC universe, unlike the sandy wind in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, darkness is the mainstream color here...