Chapter 7 Games

Walking back to Kewen and taking a seat, the woman looked at Kewen in memory.

After thinking for a moment, she didn't remember who Kewen was, so the woman had to ask, "Excuse me, do you know my grandmother?"

Cowen was stunned again.

He just said the name 'Yin Fulin' half-heartedly.

Who would have thought that Yin Fulin really exists in this world.

"Sir?" The woman interrupted Kewen's stunned daze.

Kewen came back to his senses, and he thought of his words in an instant.

He nodded with a smile and said, "I'm an archaeology enthusiast. I've heard of the deeds of your grandmother, Yveline O'Connor, a well-known archaeologist, especially with extraordinary achievements in Egyptian history."

"So it is."

The woman actually believed it. She nodded and said, "I do look a lot like my grandmother, but just now..."

Kewen understood that his explanation was a bit tricky, so he added embarrassedly: "If you say your voice is familiar, it's just a conversation, sorry."

"It's okay." The woman shook her head and smiled: "Me too, sorry for my bad tone before."

"Getting acquainted."

Cowen put down his glass and stretched out his hand: "Cowen Quinn."

"Angela Dodgson." The woman reached out and shook hands with Cowen, while introducing herself.

At this point, Kewen already had some guesses in his mind.

In order to verify this guess, he tentatively asked Angela: "Have you encountered anything bad?"

Kewen pointed to Gaojiu in the other's hand: "This way of relieving sorrow will only make people more uncomfortable, maybe you can change it."

Shaking her head, Angela showed a sad and painful look.

Not only did she not listen to the persuasion, but she lifted her head up and drank the spirits again.

Putting down the wine glass and exhaling, Angela smiled reluctantly and said, "I made you laugh, but... I just lost a loved one..."

"I'm very sorry.

"

Kewen immediately comforted, and at the same time, his guess was confirmed.

The plot of the hell detective Constantine has already begun.

Since Angela's grandmother is Yin Fulin, it can be said that the sisters have the talent of excellent 'spiritual medium'.

Who exposed their grandmothers to so much supernatural power.

It is quite normal to change the constitution under the influence of extraordinary power, and then pass on the constitution to future generations.

The sisters, who would not use the talent of 'spiritual medium', were naturally targeted by hell creatures.

Now that Angela's sister is dead, she will be next.

But there is no need for Kewen to worry about it, because Constantine, who will continue to harm his teammates, will solve the crisis for Angela.

So Kewen began to comfort him, and through his memory of the movie, he changed the subject to talk about Yin Fulin's deeds and achievements in those years.

In the middle of the night, Kewen left the bar alone.

He did not attack Angela, nor did he find other suitable targets.

Back at the hotel, Kewen planned to go to the airport early this morning.

He's going to New York, the Metropolis, because he doesn't want to get involved in what's to come.

...

After nine o'clock in the morning, Kewen sat in the detention room of the airport with a face of lawsuit.

Two fat police officers were sitting across from Cowen, looking at the transferred information.

"Cowen Quinn."

"We want to hear your explanation," the elderly policeman said while looking at the document.

"Wine rack, speeding, running a red light..."

Glancing at Cowen, the old policeman continued: "Although you paid enough fines and bail to turn yourself into probation? But there are still fourteen hours of unfulfilled community service."

"so……"

Putting down the documents, the old policeman said to Kewen with a bad expression: "Tell me, how did you still want to leave the restricted area by plane when your movement range was restricted?"

Kewen's face was slightly gloomy, how did he know this question?

Unexplainable okay? Kewen had no idea how he got into a lawsuit. He doesn't even have a car, where is he going to commit those crimes?

But this baffling didn't last long.

After thinking about it calmly, he knew what was going on.

Lucifer!

Besides Lucifer, who else would pit him?

Thinking back on all the details of his relationship with Lucifer, Kewen finally understood.

Yesterday, when Lucifer instructed Maizi to apply for the documents, there were obvious hints in what he said.

At that time, what Lucifer ordered was: help our guests arrange a reasonable local identity in Los Angeles.

Maizi specifically confirmed: Is it local?

Lucifer urged again: Don't make any omissions.

Now that I think about it, those words of Lucifer are basically antonyms, and they need to be understood in reverse.

What Lucifer said is reasonable is equivalent to having to get a questionable identity, so there are these criminal files that make Cowen inexplicable.

And the phrase "local" was Lucifer reminding Maizi to confine Kewen to Los Angeles.

And the result is also obvious, the two police officers in front of them both said that Cowen is now in a state of restricted activity area.

These little revenges by Lucifer are not painful to Kewen, but they are completely disgusting.

Thinking of this, Kewen couldn't help being really disgusted.

Facing the old policeman's question, Kewen did not answer but instead asked, "What would happen if I appeared in another city?"

"Of course it's repatriation or custodial imprisonment."

Another middle-aged policeman replied and asked in surprise, "I heard right, are you planning a crime in front of the two of us?"

Kewen glanced at the other party, and then got up directly.

He walked out of the detention room and was about to return to the hotel. As for the two police officers in the detention room, he had lost his memory in a daze for a while.

More than an hour later, Kewen returned to the InterContinental Hotel and opened a new room, and ordered a housekeeper for a fee.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

The female housekeeper in her thirties came to the room and asked respectfully.

"Help me find a house in a popular area." Kewen ordered: "Buy directly, the price is..."

Suddenly stopped halfway through.

Because Kewen thought of one thing, now it is 2005, and it is very close to the national economic crisis in 2008.

In times of economic crisis, housing prices will plummet, and it is the most appropriate time to buy a house.

It's not that Kewen wants to save money, but he doesn't want to give money to the U.S. government.

After all, you have to pay taxes to buy a house, so the lower the house price, the less tax he has to pay.

Thinking of this, Kewen changed his mind and said, "Let's change it to renting a house. You can summarize some suitable housing information for me first. Also, it is best for the owner to play with stocks."

"Okay sir, do you have any other orders?" the housekeeper asked.

"Only this." Kewen waved his hand.

"Then I'll go immediately to find suitable housing rental information for you." The housekeeper bowed slightly, then turned and walked out of the room.

The door closed, and Kewen got up and walked to the balcony.

He looked in the direction of Lucifer's bar and sneered in a low voice: "Do you play tricks? Yes, then I'll just settle down in this city. Compared with the various superheroes that will appear in other cities in the future, this city is a great place to be. The hell forces here are not troublesome at all."

After finishing speaking, Kewen waved and let the laptop fly to the balcony.

He sat down on the table on the balcony, turned on the computer and continued to operate in the stock market, preparing to make millions at one time for his spending in this world.

...

On the other side, in Lucifer's 'Bar of Light'.

"He went to the airport?"

Lucifer asked with a cynical tone in his magnetic voice.

He asked Maizi happily, "How is it? What's the ending? Was that bastard pissed off?"

Maizi sighed silently, then shook his head and said, "The kid I sent to monitor at a high altitude said that Cowen Quinn was not troubled by anything, and he went straight back to the hotel."

"Go back directly?"

Lucifer's jokes subsided, and he said with some dissatisfaction: "How could he get out of trouble so easily? This is not good! Maizi, go and investigate the actual situation."

"BOSS..." Maizi was very helpless: "He is the new god you said, are you sure you want me to go? And it's just for such a trivial matter of arrogance?"

"This is no small matter!"

Lucifer said in disgust, "You don't know how jerk that guy is!"

"Don't worry, I can feel that guy's heart. He's not the kind of slanderer who will retaliate. He won't be implicated and blamed on you because of me."

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"But the boss..."

Maizi said tiredly: "I need to know how far you want to be. I must be mentally prepared. After all, this is a game between the two of you. I'm afraid that I will really provoke each other because of lack of information."

"To what extent... I just want to keep making trouble for him."

Lucifer laughed with anticipation. He showed off to Maizi: "Isn't this very interesting and exciting? I gave up hell to come to the world, didn't I just look for this excitement?"

"But the boss." Maizi reminded solemnly: "Your current strength is not complete. Once the war develops between you, then..."

Hearing this, Lucifer's interest decreased.

He put away some smiling faces, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, if I can't even play this little game with me, then he won't have any face to stand in the multiverse."

Maizi looked at the stubbornness on his boss's face, and finally he sighed helplessly.

Nodding his head, Maizi said, "Okay, then I'll go investigate."

"Wait a minute."

Lucifer stopped Mai Zi, who was about to turn around, and he thought of a good idea, and couldn't help but grinned childishly: "You drop by the midnight bar and spread the news about that bastard there, and say there is a problem. Magicians who knew the rules and acted unscrupulously appeared in the city."

Maizi added helplessly: "Do you want to reveal the same 'accident' of his appearance?"

"Good girl! Do it."

Lucifer nodded again and again, his eyes full of joking and anticipation...

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