It was already around early morning when Ke Wen returned to the hotel.
Because he and Constantine sent Angela to a hospital. After all, Angela had just been tortured by Mammon and had some internal injuries.
After Angela was placed in the hospital, Coven said goodbye, refused Chaz's offer and returned to the hotel alone.
Condensing the free dust in the air into a table, Kewen sat on the balcony and looked at the tip of the spear in his hand.
After sensing it for a while, Ke Wen discovered that this 'Lance of Longinus' seemed to have become a regular item.
The material is made of very poor iron, but the entire tip of the spear is filled with the power to break the rules of the sacred and evil.
It contains a huge amount of faith.
Humanity's belief in Jesus, coupled with the blood of Jesus stained on it, gives the spear tip a strong restraint against evil, or in other words, against the forces of hell.
However, the beliefs in the spear do not only come from humans, but many of those beliefs also come from hell creatures.
Think about it, after all, the spear stabbed Jesus to death, so the hell creatures naturally regarded the spear as a weapon that can destroy the sacred.
Therefore, the belief in the creatures of hell, coupled with the historical concept that the spear killed Jesus, gives the spear the same power to destroy the sacred.
Coven didn't know whether this spear tip had a breaking effect on other types of power.
But now that I’ve thought of it, I might as well try it.
So Coven took out a piece of magic metal from the 'Rubik's Cube Space' and transformed it into a dagger.
He simply enchanted it, and then Kewen held the tip of the 'Spear of Destiny' and tried to stab the magic dagger.
Ding!
There was a crisp metallic collision sound.
Ke Wen looked at the results of the experiment and found that the magic dagger was intact.
Looking at the tip of the Spear of Destiny again, Ke Wen couldn't help but be completely speechless when he saw the blunt tip.
Well, it seems that the only special thing about such an 'artifact' is its targeting of divine power and evil power.
Apart from this, its essence is just an antique with backward smelting technology, poor material and a long history.
Fortunately, Ke Wen didn't use much force, otherwise he might have destroyed the spear tip just now.
Upon realizing this, Kewen completely lost interest in the Spear of Destiny in his hand.
Consider it a collectible.
So Kewen ducked into the 'Rubik's Cube Space'.
He came to the collection room and placed the 'Spear of Destiny', the first collectible obtained from the DC Universe, in a new display cabinet.
Then, Kewen stopped in front of several other display cabinets.
While looking at all the collections, he recalled the rich experiences he had in the previous worlds.
…
The next morning, Kewen checked out of the hotel.
After renting a hotel car, Coven asked the driver to take him to Wilshere Avenue under Beverly Hills.
After sending the driver away with a tip, Ke Wen stood in front of the small building he rented and looked around.
Then he walked into the building door and re-examined the layout of the entire three-story building.
When he returned to the first floor, Kewen already had a renovation plan in mind.
After recalling the plan again and finding no omissions, Ke Wen slowly raised his arms.
The magic instantly enveloped the entire building.
Under the extensive transformation technique, the original decoration of the small building completely disappeared and became what Ke Wen wanted.
Next, Kewen began to arrange the furniture.
He used local materials from the "Rubik's Cube Space" and transformed the soil and sand into various furniture.
I also selected some ornamental plants from the original planet in the ‘Rubik’s Cube Space’, transplanted them into flower pots and brought them into the small building.
When everything was arranged, it was already noon.
Looking at the small building with bright style and strong natural atmosphere, Ke Wen couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
Then there is only one last step left.
Casting Transfiguration again, Corwin crafted a ladder and a hanging plaque.
Carrying the ladder and hanging plaque, he walked out of the building. Kewen set up the ladder and climbed higher.
Blocking the movement with his body, Ke Wen used magic to embed the wooden plaque into the wall and hang it, then jumped from the ladder and landed.
"Supernatural Consulting Firm"
Ke Wen looked up at the words on the plaque, and then raised his hand to point to the plaque.
An invisible magic fell on the plaque, causing no abnormality.
However, when the magic took effect, the nearby passers-by who were looking curiously were suddenly confused for a moment.
Then, they seemed to have forgotten Kewen's small building and their curiosity just now.
The steps that had originally stopped started again, and no one paid attention to Kewen anymore.
Seeing the reactions of passers-by, Ke Wen could not help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and then walked back into the building carrying the ladder.
After passing the ladder to the utility room, Ke Wen walked out of the small building again and walked along the street toward the bustling main road.
In fact, the entire block is not very gorgeous, and the buildings have no characteristics or artistry.
It’s just that it’s given a unique color by ‘Hollywood’.
Ke Wen walked several hundred meters until he entered a restaurant and didn't see any stars or celebrities on the street.
There are even very few people in this area. What you see are basically tourists who come here for its reputation.
After a not-so-delicious lunch, Kewen returned to the small building with nostalgia for 'Nakiri Erina'.
But what surprised him was that there was a black woman lingering at the door of the small building, looking inside the small building through the floor-to-ceiling windows from time to time, exuding a sense of eagerness that she had been waiting for for a long time.
The woman must be a mixed race, because her skin is not that translucent and dark, but a tanned color.
The other party's appearance was very familiar to Ke Wen, but the woman kept either lowering her head and pacing back and forth, or looking inside the small building, so that the other party's face was mostly obscured by a head of black curly hair.
Ke Wen could only see a small part of the other person's face, so he couldn't immediately compare the other person with his inner memory.
So Kewen quickened his pace and soon arrived at the door of the small building.
"Miss."
He asked: "How can I help you?"
The woman's whole body trembled, as if she had been frightened.
Suddenly she turned her head to look at Ke Wen. After seeing Ke Wen's appearance clearly, the woman released her held breath.
Holding her chest and taking a deep breath, the woman shook her head tiredly and apologetically: "Thank you, I'm fine, I, I'm just waiting for someone..."
As she said that, the woman looked inside the small building again.
Coven smiled.
He smiled and pointed toward the window: "I am the owner of this office. What a surprise. I didn't expect to come to work so soon."
"You?" The woman was very surprised.
She looked at Ke Wen again and asked tentatively: "You run this firm? Then, then..."
Raising her hand to point to the hanging wooden plaque, the woman asked hopefully: "Excuse me, is the supernatural consultation the kind of supernatural that I think it is?"
"certainly."
Ke Wen nodded, reached out and pushed open the door, and then said hello: "Please come in."
"Door, is the door unlocked?"
The woman was surprised. She stared at the door and whispered: "I just pushed the door open!"
Ke Wen just smiled and didn't explain anything.
The woman continued to hesitate outside the door, then bit her lip and followed in.
"plz follow me."
Ke Wen greeted and led the way. He led the woman through the reception hall and walked into an office on the first floor.
Signing for the woman to sit down on the chair, Kewen then walked to the desk and sat down as well.
After taking a brief look at the woman's very familiar appearance, Ke Wen smiled and said: "Ke Wen Quinn, the owner of this firm."
"Ah hello!"
The woman was a little surprised, and she quickly responded cautiously: "I'm Robyn."
Reaching across the desk, the woman nervously introduced herself: "Robin Rihanna Fenty."
"Hello."
Ke Wen reached out and shook the other person's hand.
Got the right number.
The mixed-race woman in front of me is indeed Rihanna, the singer and queen Rihanna.
But the other person should be less than twenty years old at this time. If this world is the same as reality, then the other person has just made his debut this year.
After shaking hands, Kewen pretended to take out his notebook and pen from the drawer.
Putting the pen and paper in front of him, Coven asked: "So Ms. Fenty, you can tell me what's bothering you."
"Sorry, please wait."
Rihanna was a little confused. She covered her forehead and recalled the process of following her in.
Then she asked very confusingly: "Mr. Quinn, can I ask you what you are dealing with here?"
"You should be able to imagine it."
Ke Wen smiled and said: "My office is very special, or in other words, the plaque at the door is very special."
"Only people who are really in trouble and need help can see my firm and come here unknowingly."
"Of course..." Coven added with a smile: "Only in the Beverly Hills area."
"Very special?"
Rihanna thought about it for a moment, and then said in surprise: "I seemed to have walked to the outside door unknowingly, and an idea appeared in my mind. It seemed that my troubles could be solved here..."
"Those are not important."
Coven said: "Then Ms. Fenty, tell me about the trouble you encountered."
"Really, can you really help me?"
Rihanna was still a little distrustful, and she hesitated to tell her what happened.
This makes Ke Wen a little helpless. It's just that he has no reputation now, otherwise customers would not be able to have a sense of trust.
So Ke Wen had to take the initiative to expose it: "Ms. Fenty, to be honest, I found some negative energy on your body. To put it bluntly, it is the breath left by ghosts, devils, ghosts and the like."
"So, can you tell me about your situation?"
Rihanna was surprised again, but this time the surprise was not distrust, but the sense of surprise that "I didn't expect to actually bump into an expert."
"Sir! Help me! Please help me!
"
Rihanna suddenly lost control of her emotions. She shouted excitedly, and her eyes were instantly filled with moisture...