The old cowboy looked at the busy police station and asked in surprise. There were several times more dead ghosts here than before. There were not even enough chairs to sit on. Many dead ghosts were standing next to the corridor, grinning at the police officers.

While speaking, the old cowboy casually threw the dead body on his body in the corridor and kicked it into the corner.

The dead ghosts were very dissatisfied, and the old cowboy showed his pistol with an arrogant look on his face. He wanted these dead ghosts to take action, so that he would have a reason to kill them all.

Those who can become dead ghosts are probably not good people. The old cowboy kills them without feeling guilty at all.

Although the dead ghosts were very angry, they still made a wise choice when faced with the old cowboy's gun. However, they made many throat-cutting gestures to tell the old cowboy to be careful in the future.

"I don't know, maybe today is the festival of the dead."

Proctor didn't care about this. She said to Nick: "You put the gold in the stolen goods room first. That gold is very important."

"good."

Nick nodded, walked to the door of the stolen goods room and pressed the button. The door opened, and two logistics police officers were standing behind the counter, sorting out a wave of stolen goods.

Nick walked over and poured out the gold. No one noticed, and a light flashed in the eyes of the dead ghosts around him.

See the gold of sin!

A female police officer came over to entertain Nick and said, "Wow, it looks like a good thing. These gold buttons..."

"S-level, managed as S-level stolen goods."

Proctor shouted, and the two police officers were a little surprised. It was actually S-class, the highest storage method? What exactly is this gold? Such a huge array?

"Just do it."

Proctor waved, the female police officer nodded and began to handle the gold, and the male police officer also put down what he was doing and came to help.

The stolen goods that the male police officer sorted out were two hemispheres. He was analyzing what they were. Unfortunately, he couldn't figure out what they were after a long time of analysis.

"Come to the office with me."

Proctor shouted to Nick and the old cowboy. The two nodded and followed Proctor to the office.

"Zatanna, go listen to their conversation. Constantine, check the police station and see if you can find any clues."

Raven said: "I'm going to check out the border of the Underworld Police Station."

"good."

Zatanna and Constantine nodded at the same time, and then Zatanna followed Proctor and the others to the office, while Constantine wandered around the police station.

"There are many beauties."

Constantine subconsciously wanted to smoke a cigarette, but thinking of the current situation, he could only stop. When he was about to start investigating, he found that the dead ghosts were quietly breaking free from the handcuffs.

The handcuffs of the Underworld Police Station can prevent dead ghosts from becoming invisible and are very strong, but for some reason, these handcuffs opened on their own.

"interesting."

Constantine thought for a moment and decided to wait and see what would happen without notifying the police in advance. After all, the Underworld Police Department was not their ally.

"Could it be that you came here for the gold?"

Constantine thought of a possibility, and then shrugged indifferently. Even if they came for the gold, it would not be a big problem, because the gold that Nick and the others handed over was incomplete, and the raven hid two pieces.

This is normal. Knowing that gold is an important prop, how could you be so stupid as to hand it all over to the Underworld Police Station?

In the office, the old cowboy sat on his desk and asked: "What's going on with all that gold? Why are the dead ghosts collecting them?"

"Get off the table,"

Proctor cursed, after hundreds of years, this old guy still hasn't changed his ways.

The old cowboy made a sound of displeasure. He used to say that people were wild, but now he said, "Get off here, woman."

"This gold came from an instrument."

Proctor picked up a piece of paper on the table, with a strange golden instrument drawn on it: "This instrument is said to be able to destroy the underworld police station.

Hundreds of years ago, someone created this instrument, but it was destroyed in time by our underworld police department.

Now, there are dead ghosts collecting them again and want to destroy the underworld police station so that no one will arrest them in the future.

This is definitely not possible. Without us, the Underworld Police Department, the earth would fall into great chaos and great danger."
Chapter completed!