I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

In Ross's office, General Ross put a glass of whiskey in front of James, frowned and asked, "Why did you test Banner just now?"

James took the glass and smiled: "You think too much."

"Think about it?" Ross snorted, poured himself a glass of the same, and said solemnly, "James, we've known each other for decades. As soon as you roll your eyes, I know what bad idea you have."

"Then my title of King of Secret Agents, it seems that I really can't take it. When I roll my eyes, I can be seen through my mind."

James took a sip of wine, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and said coldly, "It's very simple, I want to use him."

Ross was slightly taken aback: "Banner? He's just a physicist, a researcher, not one of your agents."

James drank the wine: "It's not the one you imagined, but other uses. Don't worry, he will still be managed by you, and your future son-in-law will not be in danger."

"Exercise is good. In my opinion, Banner is a little too weak and has no military temperament. If it wasn't for Betty's willingness, I would not agree."

Poor General Ross would never have imagined that Banner in the future would not only be no longer weak, but his strength would also give him a lot of headaches, teeth and heartache.

"Okay, no nonsense, let's get down to business." James put down his glass and crossed Erlang's legs, "I'm here today to borrow a few people from you."

"Huh? Feeling, you came to inspect the progress of the experiment today. It turned out to be a pretense."

Ross sat down with a serious expression and frowned, "What exactly do you want?"

James lowered his voice and said, "I suspect... No, it's definitely... There is an inner ghost in my subordinates, but it will take some time to investigate, so I need to use a few raw faces to do one thing."

Ross took a light breath and said solemnly: "There is no need to question the loyalty of my subordinates, but they are all a group of soldiers, and they can't play the fancy tricks of your agents."

"The task is simple, go somewhere, find someone, and bring them to safety somewhere."

"Confidentiality level?"

"Try to keep a low profile, but I'm being stared at by someone with a heart. It's impossible to keep this mission completely secret." James tapped his fingers lightly on his knee, "but I just took this opportunity to see the reaction below. ."

Ross stared at James, and after a long time, he nodded slightly: "I will provide you with a list, but I need a promise from you. Although the soldiers are already ready to dedicate themselves to the country, they will never be in vain. sacrifice.

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"Don't be so nervous, Ross, this mission is not as dangerous as you think." James spread his hands, "I can assure you that those great guys will be returned to you safe and sound."

"You can only trust your words." Ross snorted and said impatiently: "In my opinion, this kind of problem occurs on your side because you are becoming more and more superstitious in technology. I believe in those machines and computers. , ignoring the selection and training of people."

After speaking, he clenched his fists: "Only people are the most reliable. After all, no matter how easy it is to use a machine, it will always be controlled by people."

James smiled slightly and said leisurely: "If the Cyborg company goes bankrupt one day, can the research laboratory under your command receive their inheritance?"

Ross was stunned: "What do you want?"

"As you said before, after burning so much money, Cyborg has never been able to come up with anything useful, and the old men above are a little unhappy."

"But... there are also a few big people behind Seber. It's not easy to do it, isn't it?"

"Opportunity, Your Excellency my general, some things just need to wait for an opportunity."

James smiled mysteriously, picked up the glass and motioned for Ross to pour himself another glass.

Montana, deep in the mountains of the Vigo family resort area.

"...Everyone be careful...prepare...detonate!"

With a deafening explosion, smoke and dust rose into the sky in the distance. Before the ground shaking subsided, several people rushed inside wearing gas masks. After a while, one person walked out of the smoke and dust reluctantly.

It was only when he walked to the dust-free area that he took off his gas mask. It was Joshua, the eldest son of the Vigo family.

Joshua took out his mobile phone, frowned and dialed a number: "Father, the collapse below is very serious. Judging by this progress, it may be difficult to get through before the heavy snow seals the mountain..."

"I don't ask about the process, I just want the result. Remember, when you get through, when will you come back, do you know?"

After hanging up the phone, Vigo looked into the window with a livid face. Inside the one-way mirror, sisters Alice and Alyssa were in a secret room, and they were very happy.

It's just that the toys they play with are a little scary.

"Master," the butler of the Vigo family walked over quietly and said in a low voice, "The two young ladies asked to bring in another toy."

"How many is this?"

"The fourth one today," the butler hesitated, then continued, "In this period of time, the hundredth has been accumulated. From sparrows and frogs, it has been gradually upgraded to dogs and ponies."

"They're not my daughters..." Vigo's lips trembled slightly, "It's definitely not..."

"From tomorrow, if the two of them want toys again, they must cooperate in experiments."

Viggo clenched his fists tightly.

late at night.

Ramel curled up on the sofa, looking at the video on his phone that his brother sent him before he disappeared. Over, over, over again... Until the phone runs out of power, she will fall asleep.

Ramel has been in this state ever since Sharon returned from the mountains with news of her brother's death. If there is no accident, I am afraid that she will not wait for Christmas, and her spirit and body will completely collapse.

The same is true tonight, just when the mobile phone alarmed, indicating that the battery was low, and Ramel was about to fall on the sofa to sleep. Suddenly, a low, long but somewhat sharp voice sounded faintly beside my ear: "Lamir...sister..."

Ramel's whole body shuddered, he suddenly turned over and sat up, looked around blankly, and murmured, "Brother? Is that you? Brother?"

"Sister... I'm so cold...Sister... Come and save me..."

"Brother, where are you, I'll save you now!"

"Sister, I'm right here... just here..."

As if under the spell, Ramel slowly followed the sound and went all the way to the back door, then opened the back door and walked into the back courtyard.

"Brother, I'm out, where are you?"

A tall humanoid monster quietly appeared behind Ramir: "Sister, I'm here..."

Dana opened her eyes suddenly, and before she sat up, she had already pulled out the pistol hidden under the pillow and pointed steadily at the window beside her.

The night wind, gently blowing the treetops, clicked on the glass, as if everything was normal.

But Dana didn't put down the gun, and just sat expressionlessly like this, the gun was always pointed at the window.

Until it gets brighter...