Chapter 2164: Battle of Two Cities! (VI)

There is a kind of person in this world whose words, deeds, and actions do not cause any real harm, but people just want to beat him up.

The last person of this kind Peter met was called Reed Richards, and today he met the second one.

"Well, anyway, what I want to solve is not a big deal, anyone can come, name a price."

Peter really wanted to hang up the phone, but he thought about it, and the previous call was not made. If he hung up the phone again, would it seem that he was a bit passive?

So he had to say: "What do you want to do?"

Peter didn't know what kind of voice the other party heard, anyway, he raised his eyebrows and showed a surprised expression.

After taking another puff of cigarette, he said: "You don't know me?"

Peter was really a little annoyed. He could tolerate a bad person, and he could tolerate a person who was arrogant, but he couldn't tolerate a person who was bad and arrogant. Such people are usually very annoying, just like Reed Richards.

"Let me introduce myself, John Constantine. Although I don't know where you came from, I need to investigate the information of a person named Neog Sohip. He is a living person and should be a historian. He is usually called Dr. Sohip."

"He is about the same age as me. The last time I saw him, he was wearing a black double-breasted trench coat, a bowler hat, carrying a black leather suitcase, and speaking with an Oxford accent."

Peter immediately thought of the first man who called him. He immediately understood that the damn bastard in front of him might be chasing the man named Sohip, and Sohip prayed for help.

Although Peter knew that people should not be judged by appearance, it was really difficult for him to have a good impression of the sloppy man in front of him.

Let alone anything else, the person who called before was at least well-groomed, well-mannered, and politely gave his name first.

Look at you again, smoking, drinking, and perming your hair, and even wanting to tease the messenger of God, you will be in trouble if you meet any god.

Peter made a series of complaints in his mind. Although he did not say it out of politeness, he still expressed his resistance with silence.

"Okay, okay." The man named Constantine stretched out his hands and waved, then said: "I understand, first the money, what do you want? My lungs? Let me make it clear, Satan didn't take it last time he took a look, are you sure you want it?"

Peter couldn't take it even if it was given to him for free, and Peter took a step back with some disgust.

Constantine said again: "You know this is not a big deal, so the organs are out of the question, and the soul contract is even more out of the question, don't think about asking for too much."

"If your parents have taught you, you should know that information exchange is fair. You answer a question for me and I answer a question for you, how about it?"

Peter will not be deceived so easily. It is said that information is exchanged for information, but the other party may not tell the truth.

"We can sign a contract to ensure that we are telling the truth." Constantine then added: "And it is the whole truth, and nothing can be concealed."

Peter thought, anyway, he didn't know who this Dr. Sosip was, so he just signed it.

Constantine produced a contract from nowhere and handed it to Peter. Peter looked at it carefully and added some restrictions similar to modern laws, such as time limit, number of questions, etc.

Constantine, who took back the contract, looked at the figure in the fog with more surprise. He flicked the contract with his fingertips and said, "Interesting, boy, it seems that you have dealt with many humans."

This made Constantine look at the contract again carefully. After confirming that there was no problem, he lit the shining paper with the lighter in his hand.

"Now, tell me, what country is Neog Sosip from?"

Peter wanted to say that he didn't know, but he could hear from the accent of Dr. Sosip that he might be British, so should he tell the truth?

When Peter was stunned, a series of knowledge was stuffed into his mind. Peter took a closer look and found that it was the information of Dr. Sosip.

Peter stood there for several minutes, sighed, and then answered: "British, Nioge Sosip is from the UK like you."

"England or Scotland?"

"It's my turn to ask you a question." Peter interrupted Constantine's question, but Constantine waved his hand and said: "This is a question, you didn't answer me the specific area."

"This only makes sense to the British." Peter chose a more conservative answer.

"So what do you want to know?" Constantine asked.

Peter is not very good at intelligence work. He doesn't understand those twists and turns. He is a scientist who always adheres to pragmatism, so he asked.

"If you are in the same car with two detectives, and they have a question that they must get the answer from you, how can you neither leave nor answer?"

Peter saw that Constantine was obviously stunned, and then he curled his lips and said: "Is this a brain teaser that tests intelligence?"

Obviously, Constantine didn't think that the mysterious visitor in the fog would be stumped by the police - the occult circle is usually not subject to the laws of ordinary people's society, and ordinary people can't control it even if they want to. They can't handcuff the wizard who can teleport and escape at any time.

If the wizard is like this, why would this visitor in the fog who doesn't even look like a human ask this question?

Constantine could certainly give a very perfunctory answer, such as "You can try to pretend not to know" or "Tell them a wrong answer", which ordinary people can think of.

But Constantine was very interested in the fog guest. The other side gave him a very contradictory feeling, making Constantine feel that he was facing a combination of God and man, mysterious, holy but simple like a little person.

"If they ask you to answer, you can try to bargain with them." Constantine touched his chin and said, "Everything in this world can be bargained, just like what we are doing."

"You don't have to ask them directly, 'How much are you willing to pay for my answer', but you can say, 'I want to help, but I'm not sure if I can help', so that you can get more information."

Peter pressed the hold call without stopping, and his consciousness returned to reality. Facing the double gaze of Gordon and Bullock in the front row, he cleared his throat, showed an innocent expression and said.

"I'm happy to help, Sheriff, but I'm not sure if I can help."

"At least you can tell us what your city is like, which can make us mentally prepared and perhaps save many lives."

Peter opened his mouth. It's not that he didn't want to answer, but this question was too difficult. He couldn't describe the living conditions of New York residents to anyone. Few people in the world can clearly explain what kind of city New York is.

"It's a long story." Peter could only answer like this.

"Then what about Bruce Wayne?" Gordon asked knowingly, he just heard someone calling Bruce Wayne's name.

"Oh!" Peter suddenly realized, he immediately said quickly: "Mr. Sheriff, what exactly is the city fusion, we will talk about it later, now there is something very important."

"You must take me to catch up with Bruce Wayne, he forgot to take a very important equipment, which may cause him to be unable to stop the terrible criminals from creating dangerous explosions."

"Maybe you heard that there was a big power explosion somewhere in the city. It was not a problem caused by aging circuits at all, but a super criminal behind it."

"His name is Max Dillon, nicknamed Electric King, also known as Electro, his ability is to turn into electric current and manipulate electric current. When he needs to absorb electrical energy, he often causes explosions in places with dense circuits."

"At the same time, there is an extremely evil super criminal organization behind him, called the Sinister Six, who have been creating various superpower crimes in New York for many years. At present The evil six are Golem, Sandman, Mysterio, Electro, Vulture and Hunter. "

"Wait, Sandman?" Gordon caught a familiar name, he said: "What is this guy's ability? Can he make sand?"

"Absolutely correct." Peter said in surprise: "Have you heard of him?"

"No, I just heard of him."

Brock's focus is on another word, he said: "'The current evil six'? In other words, there are other evil six?"

"Indeed, if I remember correctly, many of them plan to organize their own evil six, most of which are short-lived, but they do cause trouble."

"And the members of the evil six often change, and some super criminals outside the six are the best candidates."

Peter, who has seen big scenes, didn't even think about it, and started counting on his fingers.

"Queen Bee, Furnace, Eight-Ball, Squidward, Shrike, Vampire, Scythe Death, Gogo, Iron Spider, Shrapnel, Chameleon, Horror, Beetle, Spot, Lizardman, Rhino, Waterman, Venom, Scarlet, Carnage, Scream..."

"I fight three of them almost every day." Peter spread his hands and said, "It was more when I just graduated, an average of four to five a day. Later, I was too busy at work, so they formed their own associations and played in groups, which saved me some time."

"Of course, the most troublesome ones are Kingpin and Green Goblin. In addition to being good at fighting, one of them charged me more rent and the other deducted my salary."

"These are basically the super criminals I have dealt with independently, not counting the enemies of the Avengers. There are also Hydra that does things every few months, mutants that are out of control every week, aliens that invade every two days, and superhero teams that have problems every minute and every second..."

Sizzle——

A sudden brake almost hit Peter on the back of the front seat.

He rubbed his forehead which was hurt by the collision, and saw Gordon sitting in the driver's seat hurriedly taking out his mobile phone and dialing a number, then roaring at the other side.

"Oswald Cobblepot! There are only two months left before the election, what are you doing? ! ! "

Gordon: # Penguin Status