"I can be sure that one of the spirits awakened him. Haven't you read the paper "The Effect of External Dimensional Energy Constituting Body on the Endocrine of the Brain"? For intelligence work, nothing is certain, and all situations are possible. I don't want to verify that the spirit that appeared is Lucy Ball. I'm not stupid enough to verify the intelligence that I have concluded. I just propose a possibility. The one who is most likely to awaken him is his wife, right?"

Constantine ignored Nick Fury's nagging, but carefully adjusted the dose so that this medicine specially used by the Imperial Guards would not cause Joseph Ball's heart to explode. The same agent also has a dose in his power armored life system, which is placed with painkillers and stimulants, and can be injected directly into the body when needed.

The case hanging on the head of the bed clearly gave the dosage and type of drug injections that Joseph Ball had been injected before. The agents responsible for intelligence support would give the minimum dosage required to awaken the patient. This data is based on a large number of human experiments and drug development experiments in the medical and medical departments. Therefore, Constantine was very confident about the effect of this injection of drug. The Immortal City, which arrested warlords in Africa for many years, was not short of human experiment materials. The Immortal City did not have the death penalty. No matter what crime this person committed in his lifetime, he would not be sentenced to death, because the Immortal City still had a human shortage to meet. However, after filling the needs of mechanical transformation servants, the rest could only be sent to the laboratory for human experiments. As expected, not long after injecting a small amount of drug into Joseph Ball's blood vessels, the patient on the bed accelerated his heart rate and woke up after a few seconds.

"Where is Lucy Ball?" Constantine covered his palm on Joseph Ball's chest, cleverly putting pressure on his lungs to control the breathing frequency, making Joseph Ball unable to call the medical staff loudly. Although the letters on the medical record are difficult to understand, Constantine still barely distinguished the description of Joseph's symptoms above: panic, hallucination, and self-harm tendency. These symptoms are exactly the same as Melinda May's, indicating that Joseph was deeply suffering from the possession of evil spirits. Constantine wanted to solve this problem for him so that Joseph could tell him all the information, but he did not have the right medicine to copy Dr. Radcliffe's means, that is, to restart the brain through brief human brain death.

Surprisingly, after Joseph Ball woke up, he did not start screaming, struggling, and talking nonsense as he thought, but opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ward's coffer ceiling. The Guards did not rush to ask Joseph Ball to answer, but leaned down to look at him, observing his expression through the blood-red eyepiece and electronic eyes.

"You are not a demon." Joseph closed his eyes and then opened his eyes. He let out a long breath, glad that he did not see the terrifying scene again. The giant in front of him was covered with a golden light. It was this layer of light that drove away the horror in the shadow and restored his mind to calm down. Even so, the patient who had just woken up for a short time was still very weak. His tendons were atrophy, his spine was numb, and he was in pain.

"You are not human either. Who are you?"

"Where is Lucy Ball?" Constantine repeated the question, "Where is that book?"

Although the palm wrapped in golden armor was placed on his chest and could crush his chest at any time, Joseph Ball said slowly, "You have to answer my question first."

"You can not choose to answer, I will take out your brain and find the answer from it." Constantine didn't even have the interest to answer him, "It's here, it's now."

"Will I die?"

Constantine did not answer.

"Lucy is dead, right? Everyone is dead. How many years have passed..." Joseph Ball seemed to have entered a trance. Constantine had to repeatedly confirm the dose of the drug to the intelligence support staff. He suspected that the dose he had injected was too small and failed to completely neutralize the calming effect of the sedative. "That book...find that book." Joseph said, his voice as light as a dying dream, "Lucy is looking for that book."

"Where?"

"Where I found it. She was there, she wanted that book..."

"Yes, ma'am." Agent Colson nodded, "We need to obtain access to Joseph Ball, so please cooperate with our work."

"No problem, but Joseph Ball's condition is not stable, you can only stay for a while." The medical staff in simple blue nurse costume led Mike and Colson to the ward. Joseph Ball's medical expenses came from insurance, and the trust paid for medical expenses regularly. However, as time went by, the money became less and less. Joseph Ball also moved from the spacious senior ward to the general ward at the end of the corridor, where few people usually visited the patients living in those wards. Mike and Colson could even hear their footsteps and smell the pungent smell of disinfectant.

"He needs quiet." The nurse pushed open the door and turned to Colson and said, "and he is not necessarily awake, he ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mike immediately squeezed in after hearing the scream, but the scene in front of him immediately made him take two steps back and look shocked. Even the agents who had experienced many storms lost their calm in an instant. He subconsciously went to get the weapon, but only a non-lethal weapon frozen gun hung on his waist.

"Miss, please calm down." Colson held the nurse's hand calmly, "I need you to wait outside the room, okay? This is the crime scene, I don't want anyone to go in and out. Mike, comfort the lady and then go to the hospital administrator, I need to retrieve the surveillance video here."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Colson, we are late." Mike frowned and wanted to speak but stopped.

"I know." Agent Colson shook his head, saying they could not say the secrets here, "Go and do it, and come back quickly, I need your help. We have to figure out what's going on before the police arrive. Come on, ma'am, don't open your eyes and hold my hand."

Mike took the nurse worriedly and glanced at the ward again. Colson closed the door and isolated the ward from the outside world to avoid the horrifying scene inside because of the screaming. Joseph Ball's body was lying on the hospital bed, and a clean straight line divided his neck and bed. The entire wall was splattered with smelly blood, and a large amount of blood was still dripping down. The white tiled floor of the ward was almost flooded by the scarlet lake. Joseph Ball's head was placed crookedly on his shoulders. His pale and haggard face opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were staring at the door. Even the nurse who was used to seeing blood and human bodies was frightened by the scene.

Agent Colson took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on, carefully walked around the pool of blood that had become sticky on the ground, and walked to the bed and carefully inspected Joseph Ball's body. "The scorch marks, as Mike said, cutting the bed is not easy, and high-tech must be used." His fingers stroked the bed and Joseph's broken neck. "What information do you don't want others to know, Salomon?"

"Constantine, I hope you can tell me before you act!" Wanda said angrily. Through the window, she saw several police cars erected at the hospital door, and the trace inspectors in protective clothing were constantly carrying something out of the car. Robbie Reyes was worried about knocking on the steering wheel. "What did Joseph Ball say! Why did you kill him like this! We still have a lot to ask!"
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