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Dante waited until Richie's excitement had subsided a lot before making his request.

"Richie, I need you to help me check some information."

Dante patted Richie on the shoulder.

"Chas said you are very well-informed, aren't you?"

After hearing Dante's words, Richie raised his head proudly.

"Actually, my personality is relatively introverted, and I don't have the habit of prying for information." Richie pointed to the three computers on the side: "However, I have them, so you are right to say that I am well-informed."

"what is this"

Dante seemed to have just noticed the computers.

"This is, this is me." Dante saw the picture displayed on a computer clearly: "I remember this woman, I saved her with divine blood, and she gave birth to a daughter, which was a lovely new life."

Dante put his arm around Richie's shoulders.

"Friend, why does my past appear in your home?"

"That's a photo taken by someone present." Rich stared at Dante with a confused look: "This is a computer. I can't imagine there are people who don't know computers now, but it doesn't matter. I'll find out what you want. After the message, I will teach you how to use the computer. Whether teaching students or computer knowledge, I am professional."

Richie sat in front of the computer. At this moment, a startling look suddenly appeared in Richie's eyes, which were originally sloppy.

"Tell me, what do you want me to help you look up? It's best not to ask me to look up things that you can find just by reading more newspapers like I did this morning. That doesn't give me a sense of accomplishment."

As Richie spoke, he looked at Chas, who had called Richie in the morning and asked him to investigate the strange events near Headwich.

Dante thought for a moment.

"What I want to investigate is the so-called murderer last night, that is, the policeman, Makember."

"That's a dead man." Richie exclaimed, "Is there an evil organization behind him? Okay, I'll investigate in detail right now."

Richie said, his hands dancing on the keyboard, countless information flashed before his eyes, but he could handle it all, he always could.

"Marken was a member of the Marine Corps and participated in the Vietnam War. He retired two years ago and served as an instructor in the Atlanta Police Department. These are the brief descriptions of his life. Let me check the recent things related to him."

Richie kept operating the computer and mumbling to himself.

"I found the autopsy report from the Atlanta Police Department. The report stated that Marken's body contained a new type of organic toxin. It is initially determined that the effect of this toxin is hallucinogenic."

Richie glanced up at Dante.

"Hallucination, could it be said that he was framed? I haven't really checked this. Ha, his body has always been kept at the Atlanta Forensic Center. I'm afraid it will not be returned to his family. His wife has no job. The child is just thirteen years old, this is really a tragedy.”

"Look what I found." Rich suddenly looked at Dante excitedly: "This is your record. This is another autopsy report on you. Sorry, you are still alive. This is another report."

Richie was operating the computer quickly. He looked much more nervous than before, probably because he was in trouble.

"Dante, your report was sent to another organization. This organization's firewall is much stricter than the police station. Give me a little time. It won't take long, and I will be able to find out all of this."

Dante didn't bother Richie with words, he said he could, so Dante didn't mind believing him

Sure enough, more than twenty minutes later, Richie wiped the sweat from his head.

"This is really a genius firewall. It's a pity that I'm even more genius. Dante, the detailed report related to you was stored by a department called the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. If I read it correctly, your body was originally also You should be sent to this department. God bless you, you are standing in front of me intact now, otherwise, I am really worried that you will become their guinea pig."

"Is this department with a long name the police?" Dante asked.

"No" Richie shook his head quickly: "Of course not. I have never heard of this department. I really don't know what kind of things the government supports with our taxpayers' money."

After listening to Richie's words, Dante looked at Chas, and he had some vague ideas.

"Chas, do you remember the report that Constantine got back? The group of police officers who drove me into the Kingdom of Death were actually a group of unknown people."

Dante frowned. In his opinion, this group of people must be related to the poison that was administered to Makember. Moreover, I am afraid these are the same people who want to get his body.

Why does Dante think so?

You know, just before Macenberg shot and killed, Dante had already rushed to the scene through the escaping demonic aura. Less than a minute after Macabel killed, Dante rushed into the restaurant after saving the pregnant woman. kill him.

But just when Makember died, a team of armed men ready to go had already arrived at the scene. This one is not reminiscent of the fact that they have been monitoring Makember.

"This Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau is probably very dangerous. I suspect that the group of people who pretended to be police officers were them."

Dante concluded.

"Richie, don't continue the investigation, just help me find Markenberg's home address. He passed away with a sinful name, and his relatives must be in great pain."

Dante said as he patted Richie on the shoulder.

"Rich, thank you so much for what you did for me.

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Yep, I still say the same thing, if you encounter any trouble, you can contact me at any time. "Dante raised the new phone in his hand: "Now that I have this, do you have a phone? If so, should we exchange numbers with each other?"

Richie nodded excitedly. In his eyes, Dante, who was resurrected from the dead, was a god or holy spirit walking in the world.

"That's so cool that I got your number, oh my God, I should take a picture of the two of us and it would be so nice if it ended up on my Twitter."

"What is Twitter?" Dante asked confused.

"You don't even know Twitter. You just came down from heaven. It's okay. I'll teach you everything. Chas, I want to help Mr. Dante understand modern society. Can you order some takeout?" , I want tomato beef pizza, the kind with some green peppers.”

Richie was minding his own business giving orders to Chas. If it weren't for being a little hungry, Richie would have almost forgotten about Chas.

Dante looked at Richie in confusion as he transformed into a professor, which made Dante feel a little uncomfortable and a little excited. After all, Constantine and Chas's characters meant that they would not explain this to Dante, and the Master's House was more ancient. Dante's lifestyle has caused him to lose access to computers and television.

Now Richie is doing exactly what Dante needs most. Dante's understanding and memory are very strong. As long as he has a certain understanding of modern society and modern history, Dante will quickly be able to adapt to modern life.

Dante was sitting next to Richie. He had just learned the basic operations of a computer, and had read about recent history and some characteristics of modern people's lives through the computer.

In the past, Dante only knew that the country he was in was the United States, but now, Dante understands the history of the United States. From Washington to Lincoln, from Roosevelt to Steve Rogers, this can be seen through the national icons of each era. The spiritual outlook of the country at this time.

While Dante was looking at it, the doorbell rang.

Chase looked at his watch: "Exactly twenty minutes." It turned out that the takeaway had arrived.

"Dante, you probably haven't eaten pizza yet. Come on, I specially bought it for thirty people."

The delivery boy stood outside the door with difficulty holding a pizza box that felt as high as the sky. After Chas took the pizza, he put twenty dollars in the delivery boy's pocket.

“Is this pizza?”

At the dining table, Dante carefully observed the appearance of the pizza.

“It looks delicious, but I wonder if it’s as delicious as a hamburger.”

Dante muttered, grabbed a piece of pizza, and then looked at the cheese that was growing curiously.

"This is so fun" Dante popped the pizza into his mouth and instantly fell in love with the taste.

"Is this called pizza?" Dante murmured to himself. Before Chas could answer, Dante said to himself: "I'm in love with it."

Before Richie had time to question Chas why he bought so much pizza, Dante's gobbling action had already made him understand something.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Dante had eaten all the pizza except Chas and Richie's.

“This is a god-like appetite”

Richie was stunned.

Chase waved his hand disdainfully.

"It's nothing. I've never seen Dante eat enough."

"That news, the news about Old Mom's Fried Chicken Restaurant, Dante, did you really eat five hundred burgers in one go? I didn't believe it at first, but now, I think five hundred burgers is a bit too little for you."

Ignoring the whispers between the two, Dante quickly sat back in front of the computer. The door to the Internet was already open for Dante.

Dante is like a sponge, constantly clinging to the Internet to absorb the common sense and knowledge he needs.

Dante watched it for more than ten hours.

Chas had already fallen asleep on the sofa, but Richie was still awake, but from the look in his eyes, he couldn't hold on much longer.

"Wow even"

After Dante pulled his mind out of the Internet, he turned around and saw these two people.

"What's wrong with you two? It's like you just had a duel. You're so exhausted."

“It’s been a day”

Richie looked at Dante tiredly but excitedly.

"Yesterday around two o'clock in the afternoon, you two came to my house, but now it is nine o'clock the next morning. Chas and I had dinner. I called you but you didn't agree. You were too absorbed in watching."

Richie pointed to his head.

"Dante, don't you feel tired? I really envy your spirit. I suffer from insomnia every day, so much that I have to take countless sleeping pills to fall asleep. If I have your spirit, maybe it's not a big deal if I don't sleep."

After Richie finished speaking, he stood up and moved his body twice.

"I'm going to school. I have class around ten o'clock. You can rest at my house."

After that, Richie didn't even wash up and drove away. When Richie left, Chas was still snoring on the sofa. Dante was bored and took out the phone to play with it for a while.

"Hello, Constantine, I am Dante, can you hear me?"

Dante dialed Constantine's phone, and the next moment, Dante heard rapid breathing from the other side of the phone.

"Dante, it's really nice that you learned to use the phone, but I have to hang up. I'm in a little trouble."