Chapter 297
The weather in New York is generally speaking, but weird things happen occasionally.
For example, the sun was still shining in broad daylight, but in the evening it started raining hell, and it turned into pouring rain in less than 5 minutes, it was a hell of a ghost NS.
"This damned weather!"
Constantine stepped out of the taxi, moved towards the sky with fiercely and gestured his middle finger, and then walked towards the cathedral in the rain.
St. John’s cathedral is one of the first churches built in the United States. It is the base camp of the bishop in New York. After more than 200 years of construction, this place with only one prayer room has also become It’s one of the largest churches in the entire United States, uh, sounds a bit familiar, right? Yes, the construction process of St. Michael's cathedral in Houston is almost exactly the same.
The place has now been completely destroyed. The burning of magic flames and hellfire has changed the atmosphere there. You can do anything there, except for the mystic things like building churches. , It will exclude everything related to mystic, that is, the place has been completely destroyed.
"peng"
The heavy Redwood door was pushed open by Constantine, and he walked into the church wet, but was stopped by a black clothed priest. He looked very young. , Dressed up but very mature, the whole person exudes a scent of precipitation, and the speech is polite and easy to accept.
"Mr. Constantine, your coat..."
Constantine glanced at the clothes dripping from the cuffs, then looked at the priest, he took a deep breath, The fingers made a weird gesture, the temperature on the surface of the body rose rapidly, and the clothes were quickly dried. He stretched out his hand and pushed the priest away rudely.
"Don’t worry, angel, I will only be here. It’s a short time, and...you know who I’m looking for! So don’t stop me..."
After that, he strode to the surrounding area and lit thousands of candles. In the depths of the church, at this point in time, few people came to pray. The whole church looked very empty. At the forefront of the red carpet, there were three sofas and a simple fireplace with a roaring flame inside. Cold moments can bring some warmth to this church.
Besides, the fire is shining, and the silhouettes of the people around the fireplace are brighter and brighter, um...it’s a little distorted.
A woman in a formal dress is sitting in that chair. Opposite her, is a middle age person with short hair, fat, hair grey-white, and her soft eyes are full of peace and harmony. Kindly, looking at the clothes he is wearing, it is obvious that he is also a priest, and he is talking to this lady.
"Father, I'm sure I want Isabel to be buried with the Ceremony of Tianbishop!"
The woman's voice sounds hoarse, but there is a special stubbornness and firmness in it." She was a true believer before she was alive. This is the last kindness to her. I insist on this!"
The priest opposite her seemed a little embarrassed. He said softly,
"Angela, you I can understand the idea, but...Isabel committed suicide, which is not in accordance with the doctrine, I can’t..."
"Father!"
The woman named Angela slapped loudly After breaking off the priest's words, she said loudly, "No! Isabel is not suicide! My younger sister will not commit suicide! I will check it out and give me some time. I cannot allow my younger sister to be buried without blessings. ...How did you make her return to the Lord’s embrace?"
"Angela! Calm down!"
The priest said loudly, "Child, don’t let anger and regret torment your mind , Isabel suffers from severe depression, and the monitoring also proved that she jumped off the top of the hospital, stop being obsessed, you will only make yourself miserable! I almost watched your sisters grow up, but when there is a little bit Maybe, I will not let Isabel suffer such pain, but... child, ceremony is just a joke for Fan believers, but for us sincere believers, it is a very serious matter."
The atmosphere of the conversation between the two people became dull in an instant, until the third voice joined it,
"Well, David, you are always so serious... Just a child, look at her eyes, they are confused and painful. We have seen such eyes countless times..."
It was the voice of a woman, very soft and calm, People can't help but be curious, even Angela, who is controlled by strong emotions, can't help but lifts the head. Looking at the woman who has been sitting silently on the sofa listening to them, the one who catches the eye is a golden head. The hair is short, well-groomed, it is leaning to the right hand and combed into a wave.
Then there are thin cheeks, a special neutral beauty, and those eyes, looking at Angela with a kind of aloof and remote tolerance, but this kind of high-level overlook will not make her feel To disgust, on the contrary, she even felt that this person should be like this, she should be such a person, and this kind of temperament is in line with her identity, even though Angela herself does not know who this person is.
But she is wearing a men’s suit, blue checkered, and a tie. This difference in gender and clothing makes people curious, and it also gives her a sense of heroism. , Like a female general in armor fighting in ancient times, valiant and formidable looking.
"Okay, David, given this child's sincere prayer, give her some more time."
She reached out and touched Angela's cheek to help her Wiped away a bit of tears,
"You are in pain, child, I can feel it, not just because of your younger sister’s experience, come and tell me, you’re at a loss, tell me everything "
When she heard this voice, Angela's expression was in a daze. She could feel a call, as if there was a voice in her heart telling her, say it, say it all, so At the next moment, she said,
"My name is Angela, Angela Dodson, and I am a police detective in the New York Police Department. My colleague has been a police officer for 20 years. In my third year as a police officer, I have killed 5 criminals. I didn’t even see their faces. I just pulled the trigger and it didn’t feel good to take their lives. I... I don’t know if I’m not. Cursed, why do I always meet bad guys?"
"So you plan to use faith to fight against evil? Stop making trouble...that thing can't save you!"
A voice full of disdain interrupted Angela’s statement. She turned her head and saw a man wearing a long black trench coat with a slanted tie and a decadent face walking towards them. With a lighted cigarette at the corner of his mouth, he looked at Angela, no, at the woman behind Angela, he took a deep breath,
"Summon of you, here I am, Gabriel. .."
"You are..."
Angela subconsciously asked, but Father David took his arm and stood up,
" I’m here, child, let’s talk about Isabel’s funeral."
Soon, there were only Constantine and the woman sitting on the sofa who didn’t move at all. Constantine called her " Gabriel", this is not an ordinary name, in fact, this is the name of Seraphim, which represents wisdom, and among believers, very few people have given this name.
This represents a kind of respect.
In Constantine’s eyes, Gabriel opened a pair of huge wings behind him, flapping slightly in the air, which fits her identity. She looked at Constantine,
"You It's finally here, you know, many people follow you very much."
"Why? Why should they follow me?"
Constantine unceremoniously sat on the sofa Up, cocked his legs, smoking a cigarette, "Why are you paying attention to me again?"
Gabriel curl one's lip ,
"I can tell you that God is paying attention to the lost lamb, but That sounds too vain, doesn’t it?...Let’s get straight to the subject, Constantine, why are you coming to me? Ask me to be together for a chance to go to heaven?"
She glanced at Constantine, there was a hint of pity in those beautiful eyes,
"You and I know that, your time is limited."
"I'm here to ask , Regarding Cheryl’s soul, what do you and your God need me to do for you? In order to truly liberate her suffering in hell?"
Constantine pressed the cigarette in her hand on the luxurious table in front of her Mie, he whispered,
"My soul I will worry about myself, and compared to heaven, I think hell is more suitable for me. Of course, if I have to make a choice, then I will do everything I don’t want to go!"
Gabriel shook the head, picked up a cup of hot tea, and said softly,
"Cheryl Constantine’s soul suffered in hell because you lied to her and she resented you I don’t want to go to heaven. As for you, I think you know better than anyone else. You’ve wasted all your opportunities and don’t need to cover up in front of me. Constantine, I won’t be deceived by you. In this regard, you But his reputation is very bad..."
"Why?"
Constantine laughed, "Because I go to church less often? Because I don't pray sincerely enough? Because I didn’t give you ten dollars in that shit-like blessing box? Do you know? Gabriel, in my eyes, you are like a pile of self-respecting shit! You can’t even compare to my previous fights The devil who has dealt with, he at least knows a fair exchange!"
"You!"
Constantine pointed her finger at Gabriel, and pointed at the Christ Divine Idol on top of her head.
"And him! You will only tell me, let me sacrifice myself to be redeemed... I don't care about your redemption, I didn't come here to bow down I beg you, I'm here to tell you, if you don't plan to play with me, then I will use my own means to play with you! At worst attracts Ancient One, everyone is perish together! "
He pointed to his chest and shouted with excitement,
"I have advanced lung cancer. The doctor said I will not live for a year. Do you think someone like me , Will you be afraid of death? "
Gabriel didn't speak, but looked at Constantine's excited expression. In the end, she sighed and put down the teacup,
"But you and I know that death is just the beginning... You will die because you have smoked 30 cigarettes a day from the age of fifteen. You will go to hell because you have chosen to live this kind of life. This is different, John, it has never been the same! "
Gabriel stood up, adjusted his tie, his neutral face showed professional compassion,
"Your life is your choice, including All the misfortunes your sister encountered were also caused by your own hands, so if I have to give you an answer, I will say, you are not saved, child, she is also not saved. "
The saint-like expression said something colder and harsher than the executioner. This sentence angered Constantine. He reached out and took out the Book of Solomon from his arms. He saw Constantine’s fingers Gabriel's expression changed slightly when he pressed it on the page.
"That's...wait! "
"peng"
The red door of the church behind everyone was smashed by a deafening sound, sawdust flew across, a big hole appeared in the wooden door, and threw away together. , There was also a corpse whose skull was blasted away. It was the young priest who blocked Constantine just now. A silhouette carrying a wooden box and sunglasses came in from the big hole. He was holding one in his left hand. The golden one is engraved with the sacred rune, and the front is made into an old-fashioned musket in the shape of a cross.
At the moment when I saw this man, Constantine no longer had the demeanor that he had just chatted with Gabriel and was holding the book. I’m about to move towards the deeper part of the church, charge ahead, next moment, Cyber's voice is sounding in the church,
"Run again...I'll break your leg! "
"Stay aside, Constantine, we'll talk about you and the book later. I'm not here to look for you tonight... "
He took off his sunglasses, his eyes had become dark red, and there was a lava-like ring of flame beating. He looked at Gabriel and then at the middle-aged priest standing aside. And that surprised ordinary chick.
There was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and the demon hunting gun in his hand was thrown away. It was like a magic trick, and it instantly became a simple one. The sandalwood fan fell in his hands.
"Ha, it’s great...it seems like I’m here at the right time, Seraphim Gabriel, the Lord of Light, Michael...the people who should be there are all here, this very good! "