American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"Mr. Qi, please forgive my intrusion!"

Although the police arrived aggressively, Officer Chen, who led them, spoke very politely.

Most modern people have some degree of awe towards capital. Although Officer Chen has seen a lot, he may not necessarily agree, but he doesn't mind putting on a show.

"Police-civilian cooperation is important. If there's anything I can help with, I'm happy to lend a hand!"

Qi Shan had a faint smile on his lips, and although there was no extra emotion in his eyes, he was a little surprised.

He looks so much alike!

If it were just a background plane of a single movie world, that would be fine, but this is clearly a mixed plane of multiple movies. If I encounter other movies he starred in, will another identical person appear?

Of course, this has nothing to do with Qi Shan. The distracting thoughts in his mind quickly flashed by and were discarded.

Officer Chen nodded and slowly sat down: "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Qi. Actually, it's very simple. In the investigation a few days ago, Focus Daily has been deliberately guiding public opinion.

Headed by this newspaper, a series of media newspaper hotspots have revolved around the Punisher and Green Arrow, causing a well-known uproar.

However, according to our investigation, the International Financial Investment Group under Mr. Qi Shan acquired a holding subsidiary more than a month ago, and used the subsidiary's name to directly acquire Focus Daily.

So, is Mr. Qi Shan the owner of Focus Daily?"

They finally found out?

Qi Shan was slightly surprised, but thinking about it, the timing should be about right.

The government is, after all, the government. The police are a violent institution with more than tens of thousands of people. They have many ways to trust men, not just official channels.

It seems they found some financial experts, sorted out the issue of equity transfer, and then directly targeted me.

Qi Shan smiled and said, "Is Focus Daily mine? I'm sorry, I don't pay much attention to such small companies. Please wait a moment, I'll ask someone!"

Officer Chen made a 'please' gesture. Qi Shan nodded politely, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

After pretending to inquire, he hung up the phone and apologized to Officer Chen: "That's right, Focus Daily is indeed part of my investment group's investment plan.

However, I haven't paid attention to recent activities."

Officer Chen nodded: "Then, may I ask where you were around 10:00 PM on July 3rd? And where were you around 3:00 PM two weeks ago?"

Qi Shan chuckled: "Officer, am I being summoned?"

"Of course not, it's just a normal inquiry. If Mr. Qi doesn't want to answer, he doesn't have to!"

"My daily schedule is in my secretary's hands. If the police need it, they can ask the secretary.

Of course, please don't leak it to the outside world. Some schedules need to be kept confidential. Once they are leaked, my safety cannot be guaranteed!

Recently, Hong Kong Island has been too chaotic. You never know when someone wearing a skull mask or carrying a bow and arrow will fall from the sky and blow up your car."

Qi Shan didn't show any anger, and Officer Chen didn't have any other expression. The two simply looked at each other calmly, until Qi Shan finished speaking word by word, and then Officer Chen nodded.

He slowly got up and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Qi. Then we won't disturb you anymore!"

Qi Shan reached out and shook his hand, and Officer Chen went directly out of the office door.

Until the office door closed, Qi Shan rubbed his hands together emotionally, and finally put them under his nose to smell them.

"Shallow silicone film? King of Killers, Archangel, retired today? As expected, he still won't be bound by the rigid police regulations. Interesting!"

Qi Shan smiled, tore off the silicone gloves covering his palms, and threw them into the trash can.

The training on the Lucky Stars' side is nearing completion. In just another week, this boy band will be ready to debut.

In addition to the deliberately faked fingerprints and palm prints on the silicone gloves, there were also inconspicuous strands of hair in the corners of the ground.

Although Officer Chen's actions were secret, Qi Shan still saw him collecting all the debris.

It seems they want to judge whether Qi Shan's words are true from the DNA comparison.

Speaking of which, the police are quite tragic. Ever since Qi Shan appeared on Hong Kong Island, the entire Hong Kong Island has never been quiet. Major newspapers are like they've been injected with chicken blood, grabbing onto a hotspot and refusing to let go, insisting on adding fuel to the fire and squeezing out the last bit of value from the hotspot before giving up.

Hong Kong Island is a place of freedom of speech and financial freedom. Without legal support, the police inevitably have their hands tied.

But even so, it is much better than before the handover. At least on the surface, there are no longer blatant gangsters carrying machetes across the road.

Officer Chen came to me before because the police really had no other suspects. They haven't found a decent clue so far, and they are holding onto Qi Shan's path and refusing to let go.

Qi Shan turned his head, quietly looked at the bustling street scene outside the French window, and chuckled: "I hope you can be faster. Every superhero team needs a police officer to cooperate, otherwise it is incomplete."

In the underground training base, the Lucky Stars were wearing black training uniforms and were engaged in intense confrontation training.

Fu Jiang, holding a whip, stood on the edge, watching the five people fighting each other as if their lives depended on it, like they were fighting their father's killer. Each of them glared, using flying knives, sleeve swords, and groin kicks, chopping from the front and attacking from behind. They even occasionally pulled out a folding bow and arrow, quickly shooting at the remaining targets several times, regardless of whether they could hit the target or not. As soon as the bowstring was pulled, they immediately turned the bow into a close combat weapon and went up for a strike.

Seeing their agile movements, measured attacks, quick construction, and equally strong strength, a trace of satisfaction appeared in Fu Jiang's eyes.

With a whistle, the Lucky Stars instantly gathered. The five people stood in a row from tall to short, each with a solemn expression, standing upright and raising their heads, looking like well-trained soldiers.