I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

An hour later, in the cold drink shop in the school dining area.

Shelley, with disheveled hair and a swollen face, was sitting on a chair and eating ice cream. On the opposite side of her, those tall and strong boys, with bruised noses and swollen faces, stood in a row in an orderly row like an angry little daughter-in-law.

As for Kane, who was beaten like a pig's head, he limped over and carefully put the cold drink in his hand on the table: "Elder sister, take it slowly."

Shelley snorted in satisfaction, and said disdainfully: "A group of gentlemen still play rugby, but in the end they can't even fight. Why are you pretending to be in front of us girls?"

These boys glanced at each other and smiled wryly at the same time.

It's not that they can't fight, but that the opponent is too strong.

Anyway, Shelley was also trained by Tina. Although he is nothing compared to a pervert like Sheron, he is still easy to deal with these little ruffians.

What's more, boys like Kane are not the kind of bad guys who like campus bullying. It's just seeing Shelly's beauty and being alone. Driven by male hormones, they dare to move forward.

But I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble.

Those who beat them directly knelt down and called mother, and recognized Shelley as the eldest sister, so they were spared.

However, they were not acquainted with each other. The last question was that several of these boys actually lived in the same neighborhood as Shelley. Among them, Kane, who was beaten the most, lived on the same street as Shelley.

Shelly tapped her fingers on the table, and those boys dared to sit down in a proper manner, drinking cold drinks with their heads down, and no one dared to speak, let alone look up at Shelly.

Shelley looked at Kane beside him, frowned and said, "Your home is a few hundred meters away from mine, but why have I never seen you?"

Kane moved to the side with some fear, trying to distance himself from Shelly, covering his ashen cheeks, and said with a wry smile: "Yeah, I wonder too. If I had known that you... were so powerful, I would have It should be very impressive."

Shelley puffed up her cheeks and said doubtfully: "So, the children in our community don't seem to be very familiar with each other."

Kane froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "It seems to be true. My parents never let me go out since I was a child. All my good friends were met at school, and none of them are neighbors."

The other boys looked at each other, and the boys who lived in the same community as Shelley and Kane also nodded in unison.

"It's weird." Shelley said thoughtfully, "It seems that people in our family never encouraged our peers in our community to play together."

"By the way, have any strange things happened to you recently?"

A black boy raised his hand weakly.

"This is not class, why raise your hand." Shelley said angrily, "Say what you have to say, what's so weird?"

The little black brother was startled, and stammered: "I've been having nightmares lately."

"what……"

The other boys couldn't help laughing. The boy sitting next to the black boy patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and said with a smile, "Carson, you're not afraid of nightmares, are you?"

The black brother named Carson quickly defended: "Of course not, but the nightmares I have these days are the same. In the endless darkness, there seems to be something chasing me behind me, and it is getting closer..."

Shelley's face changed instantly, and before she could speak, Kane said anxiously: "You also have such nightmares? Damn it, Carson, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Everyone looked at him at the same time, Kane frowned and said, "I... I also had this nightmare recently."

Shelley sighed: "Me too."

"Then...me too."

"Mitou!"

Gradually, other boys also raised their hands. Soon Shelly discovered that all the people who had the same nightmare were living in the same community as her.

A strange atmosphere permeated the crowd. Shelley and the others looked at each other, and everyone could feel that this matter was weird. It's okay for one or two people to have nightmares, but it's scary for so many people to have the same nightmare.

"Haha, coincidence, it must be a coincidence."

Kane shook his head vigorously.

Shelley bit her lip, thought for a long time, and said hesitantly: "By the way, have you noticed that there is no church in our community?"

The other boys nodded, and one of them said, "My parents are devout believers, and they drive to the cathedral in the city center every weekend to worship. I once asked them why the community didn't build a church, but their answer was actually ...because there is no money."

The boy had a weird expression on his face.

That's right, those who can live in that high-end community are all elites, and they don't have the money to build a church?

It's just a joke.

For a moment, a thought emerged in the hearts of these college students, the adults in the community, what are they hiding from themselves.

As for Shelley, she thinks more far-reaching, after all, she has experienced the Miami incident, and she has gained some knowledge. She thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "That's good, let's keep in touch with each other, and then each find a way to find out information about our community. For example, when the community was built, planning drawings, whether any strange things happened during the period, etc. If there is If you find out, let's call each other, OK?"

After leaving the cold drink shop and going to two more classes, Shelley returned to her dormitory.

In the United States, student dormitories in institutions of higher learning like this are basically like apartments. Not only one person has a single room, the rich can even rent out the whole room, and can hire a nanny to cook, wash and clean for themselves.

Although Shelley wasn't so ostentatious, the room she lived in was not small, with TV, internet, air conditioner and refrigerator, and even the bed was specially bought and delivered by Hollis.

Shelley sat in front of the computer desk, her fingers were jumping on the keyboard, and she entered "27th Washington High-end Community" in the search bar. The first thing that comes out is the brief introduction of the community where you live, as well as some advertisements for sale or rental, other than that, there is no other information.

Shelley thought for a while, and then entered "Essenwood Street", which is the street where he lives.

However, this time the search results were even weirder. There was nothing but a map.

Shelley tapped her fingers on the desktop for a long time, and searched again for "the churches built in Washington DC so far". This search found a lot of information, and Shelley looked at it one by one, but at the end, her eyes were dazzled, and she didn't see the church in her community.

Is it true that the community in which I live has never built a church?

Shelley rubbed the center of her brows tiredly, and glanced at the time on the computer, and before she knew it, it was almost twelve midnight.

Forget it, let's continue the investigation tomorrow.

Shelley closed the computer, yawned, stood up and stretched, and lazily walked to the bathroom, ready to wash and go to bed. However, she opened the bathroom door, and suddenly found that she was already standing in the endless darkness.

But this time, there were other things falling in the air, and what fell on his face was cold, like snow.

A deep roar sounded from behind.

Shelley looked back suddenly, although it was the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, she could still see strangely, a slender figure standing not far away and smiling at herself.

That smile is incomparably terrifying!